<?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-4486812200342980861</id><updated>2012-01-31T08:04:34.235-08:00</updated><category term='dentist'/><category term='teeth'/><title type='text'>Planet of the Sarah</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-7736529127121558430</id><published>2011-06-04T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T09:42:39.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm time fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ct-8ok5e5Zw/TesL2yVum-I/AAAAAAAAA_A/32hWd3LbBM0/s1600/IMG_0533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ct-8ok5e5Zw/TesL2yVum-I/AAAAAAAAA_A/32hWd3LbBM0/s400/IMG_0533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614594396301204450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other night, Greta had an outdoor adventure without us realizing it! In the morning she was interested in coming into the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3TCRuQ4746I/TesJu2zioAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/Tvs2FYyM758/s1600/IMG_5260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3TCRuQ4746I/TesJu2zioAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/Tvs2FYyM758/s400/IMG_5260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614592061037780994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wji1YJipb1o/TesJ_398_oI/AAAAAAAAA-4/jOoLtJ1WMlU/s1600/IMG_4637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wji1YJipb1o/TesJ_398_oI/AAAAAAAAA-4/jOoLtJ1WMlU/s400/IMG_4637.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614592353407663746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend, my mom and dad helped me prepare the garden for planting! It took a lot of work and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NIer8fmn-Lw/TesJRL7GmDI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Gxvn-a3LF0s/s1600/IMG_5253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NIer8fmn-Lw/TesJRL7GmDI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Gxvn-a3LF0s/s400/IMG_5253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614591551310567474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rhubarb is very large!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cl6pxwJ4bX4/TesI3_SabFI/AAAAAAAAA-g/mzQYhgUkA6c/s1600/IMG_5250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cl6pxwJ4bX4/TesI3_SabFI/AAAAAAAAA-g/mzQYhgUkA6c/s400/IMG_5250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614591118421945426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love to play in the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2IhYOj2IwMM/TesGFSsjeXI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/X41H69jURPU/s1600/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2IhYOj2IwMM/TesGFSsjeXI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/X41H69jURPU/s400/IMG_0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614588048435280242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Want to win a prize? This weekend, "Charleswood Days" is happening! I bet these toys are old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tGYMkhnYNyU/TesFzNUFLpI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/LJbCLIxmtS0/s1600/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tGYMkhnYNyU/TesFzNUFLpI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/LJbCLIxmtS0/s400/IMG_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614587737752809106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fun shack didn't look very fun, and some kids inside were making the ride operator angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgAqfq2_qZQ/TesFd4V_pAI/AAAAAAAAA-I/YXrFptMeko0/s1600/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgAqfq2_qZQ/TesFd4V_pAI/AAAAAAAAA-I/YXrFptMeko0/s400/IMG_0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614587371346437122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At least this cool band provided music for us to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kEv0ata_iNY/TesFJPuGdUI/AAAAAAAAA-A/R1R4VfNYEXY/s1600/IMG_0009%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kEv0ata_iNY/TesFJPuGdUI/AAAAAAAAA-A/R1R4VfNYEXY/s400/IMG_0009%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614587016844309826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom bought some things from this booth. She is not pictured. We also had hamburgers, mini donuts and candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g5CHohkHZVg/TesEyNXB9eI/AAAAAAAAA94/p3HS8Hvf35g/s1600/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g5CHohkHZVg/TesEyNXB9eI/AAAAAAAAA94/p3HS8Hvf35g/s400/IMG_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614586621073683938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These  characters look familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmB7CMuqcPo/TesEdLdkllI/AAAAAAAAA9w/L2GyCmYC8aA/s1600/IMG_0007%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmB7CMuqcPo/TesEdLdkllI/AAAAAAAAA9w/L2GyCmYC8aA/s400/IMG_0007%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614586259786995282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This policeman wanted to have fun too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-7736529127121558430?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7736529127121558430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=7736529127121558430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7736529127121558430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7736529127121558430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2011/06/warm-time-fun.html' title='Warm time fun'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ct-8ok5e5Zw/TesL2yVum-I/AAAAAAAAA_A/32hWd3LbBM0/s72-c/IMG_0533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-2239887318517424251</id><published>2011-06-03T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T08:50:45.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is something</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c_F-QzqyaeQ/TekCGV6ZnXI/AAAAAAAAA9o/uh9fWuq623U/s1600/IMG_2710%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c_F-QzqyaeQ/TekCGV6ZnXI/AAAAAAAAA9o/uh9fWuq623U/s400/IMG_2710%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614020718478597490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One day Lester put on a sweater. He looked silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hIigXg_ihVE/TekBogETO3I/AAAAAAAAA9g/V5ycAnzCXMU/s1600/IMG_2732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hIigXg_ihVE/TekBogETO3I/AAAAAAAAA9g/V5ycAnzCXMU/s400/IMG_2732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614020205808401266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I recently visited this cat. She is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-15DhRPs615I/TekAsDocFHI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/hHo6cAMrlQM/s1600/IMG_1619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-15DhRPs615I/TekAsDocFHI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/hHo6cAMrlQM/s400/IMG_1619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614019167383196786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paws in Motion is coming up soon! I think it is probably the best day of the year, and I will likely take another 200 pictures this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-2239887318517424251?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2239887318517424251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=2239887318517424251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/2239887318517424251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/2239887318517424251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-is-something.html' title='This is something'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c_F-QzqyaeQ/TekCGV6ZnXI/AAAAAAAAA9o/uh9fWuq623U/s72-c/IMG_2710%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-8430920036759793057</id><published>2011-04-09T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T18:26:51.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to try this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gRN31QSHexI/TaEHSFIxN5I/AAAAAAAAA9M/kuN6RhoHjS0/s1600/IMG_2704%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gRN31QSHexI/TaEHSFIxN5I/AAAAAAAAA9M/kuN6RhoHjS0/s400/IMG_2704%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593760219368863634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-8430920036759793057?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8430920036759793057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=8430920036759793057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/8430920036759793057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/8430920036759793057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dont-want-to-try-this.html' title='I don&apos;t want to try this.'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gRN31QSHexI/TaEHSFIxN5I/AAAAAAAAA9M/kuN6RhoHjS0/s72-c/IMG_2704%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-4917666163122142926</id><published>2011-04-07T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T07:30:23.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More time on my hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OSyZPwlSIws/TZ8apzK-uWI/AAAAAAAAA9E/ALuOS_GwTr8/s1600/IMG_2695%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OSyZPwlSIws/TZ8apzK-uWI/AAAAAAAAA9E/ALuOS_GwTr8/s400/IMG_2695%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593218567630666082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Greta was upset that she had not been on the blog for a while. Here she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j7OMS6_qdL8/TZ8aIlIciSI/AAAAAAAAA88/xBD4BFGkZQA/s1600/IMG_2692%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j7OMS6_qdL8/TZ8aIlIciSI/AAAAAAAAA88/xBD4BFGkZQA/s400/IMG_2692%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593217996926257442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been growing these potatoes since I took them out of the garden last year... kind of gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5BBTAsGG5Vk/TZ6MmIDiidI/AAAAAAAAA80/hF6YY6ENIA0/s1600/IMG_2626%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5BBTAsGG5Vk/TZ6MmIDiidI/AAAAAAAAA80/hF6YY6ENIA0/s400/IMG_2626%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593062373865982418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These jack-o-lanterns looked very sad on the deck all winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ovQVcakJYsQ/TZ6MEI_J1TI/AAAAAAAAA8s/9THR7QSCy7Y/s1600/IMG_2655%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ovQVcakJYsQ/TZ6MEI_J1TI/AAAAAAAAA8s/9THR7QSCy7Y/s400/IMG_2655%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593061790000469298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then it got worse. Then boyfriend tried to throw them in the garden, so now I have to clean up chunks of pumpkin all over the yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2dkeZiGzHI/TZ6LibS9ikI/AAAAAAAAA8k/YDsNBRP1gtg/s1600/IMG_2680%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2dkeZiGzHI/TZ6LibS9ikI/AAAAAAAAA8k/YDsNBRP1gtg/s400/IMG_2680%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593061210799835714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One night I went to a special concert, but this is the only picture I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gA8pu-sXepo/TZ6LJclUZcI/AAAAAAAAA8c/S8OTP8NZHt0/s1600/IMG_2643%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gA8pu-sXepo/TZ6LJclUZcI/AAAAAAAAA8c/S8OTP8NZHt0/s400/IMG_2643%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593060781648537026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought this dog looked a little young to be driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--rE1X3kv8G8/TZ6KlkZD7AI/AAAAAAAAA8U/lMOF5fThCUQ/s1600/IMG_2621%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--rE1X3kv8G8/TZ6KlkZD7AI/AAAAAAAAA8U/lMOF5fThCUQ/s400/IMG_2621%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593060165269318658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These were for valentine's day, but I intend to make more for Easter. Luckily I have many rabbit shaped cookie cutters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-4917666163122142926?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4917666163122142926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=4917666163122142926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/4917666163122142926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/4917666163122142926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-time-on-my-hands.html' title='More time on my hands'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OSyZPwlSIws/TZ8apzK-uWI/AAAAAAAAA9E/ALuOS_GwTr8/s72-c/IMG_2695%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-2158846854026553663</id><published>2011-03-20T20:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T20:32:42.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When school is over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lD2oDR-6xsQ/TYbFssNucOI/AAAAAAAAA8M/QxPx70ayJZU/s1600/IMG_0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lD2oDR-6xsQ/TYbFssNucOI/AAAAAAAAA8M/QxPx70ayJZU/s400/IMG_0292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586369759373324514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When school is over I will have time to have some fun. I will be happier and better at life. My house will be cleaner, I will eat better but I will not exercise. I will sleep in. I may read a book that wasn't assigned to be read. I will watch more television.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-2158846854026553663?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2158846854026553663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=2158846854026553663' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/2158846854026553663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/2158846854026553663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-school-is-over.html' title='When school is over'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lD2oDR-6xsQ/TYbFssNucOI/AAAAAAAAA8M/QxPx70ayJZU/s72-c/IMG_0292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-798745555378333492</id><published>2010-12-05T19:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T19:19:14.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lungs</title><content type='html'>I have bronchitis and I am so tired of it. I asked a doctor to help me and now I am taking antibiotics. I hope it works!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-798745555378333492?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/798745555378333492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=798745555378333492' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/798745555378333492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/798745555378333492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2010/12/lungs.html' title='Lungs'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-3038961328911952544</id><published>2010-10-03T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T15:18:40.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPEo2RiTeKI/AAAAAAAAA7M/rq2mGLUmVI4/s1600/IMG_2401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPEo2RiTeKI/AAAAAAAAA7M/rq2mGLUmVI4/s400/IMG_2401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544257529155123362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In September, my family and I attended MacDon Family day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPEnPvcWmGI/AAAAAAAAA7E/mlqei5PEvOo/s1600/IMG_2339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPEnPvcWmGI/AAAAAAAAA7E/mlqei5PEvOo/s400/IMG_2339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544255767656700002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MacDon is a great company. What a great product!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPEl97lTkbI/AAAAAAAAA68/QAxHsBzWee4/s1600/IMG_2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPEl97lTkbI/AAAAAAAAA68/QAxHsBzWee4/s400/IMG_2369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544254362166202802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went on a lot of rides. I had a great time on the merry-go-round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPElHE0Bl_I/AAAAAAAAA60/WjvZ4jKQKoc/s1600/IMG_2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPElHE0Bl_I/AAAAAAAAA60/WjvZ4jKQKoc/s400/IMG_2353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544253419751053298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately the pickles were not being sold that day. Fortunately the rides and games were free and they gave us cotton candy, popcorn and a delicious meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPEkrYoLCFI/AAAAAAAAA6s/8uNwaMsW1Ds/s1600/IMG_2345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPEkrYoLCFI/AAAAAAAAA6s/8uNwaMsW1Ds/s400/IMG_2345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544252944033712210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, they brought in some clowns for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPEjZHuTQaI/AAAAAAAAA6k/hczmtRhG1dM/s1600/IMG_2384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPEjZHuTQaI/AAAAAAAAA6k/hczmtRhG1dM/s400/IMG_2384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544251530746741154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the highest I was comfortable at. I could not wait to get off of this ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPEiMHgFlAI/AAAAAAAAA6c/IkomWWQSDUs/s1600/IMG_2344%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPEiMHgFlAI/AAAAAAAAA6c/IkomWWQSDUs/s400/IMG_2344%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544250207837197314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TKi7fbVRcMI/AAAAAAAAA6U/0_2js5TBRUI/s1600/IMG_2405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TKi7fbVRcMI/AAAAAAAAA6U/0_2js5TBRUI/s400/IMG_2405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523871091557232834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When they called out the last ticket number for prizes, we all ran to our vehicles! MacDon family day was very fun and I enjoyed the time with my family. The best ride was the roller coaster. I had more fun than I should have on that ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPwdelcnAyI/AAAAAAAAA7U/VdVsyGhF7-c/s1600/IMG_3746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPwdelcnAyI/AAAAAAAAA7U/VdVsyGhF7-c/s400/IMG_3746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547341252298998562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In other news, I would like to learn to make one of these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-3038961328911952544?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3038961328911952544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=3038961328911952544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/3038961328911952544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/3038961328911952544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2010/10/back-in-time.html' title='Back in Time'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TPEo2RiTeKI/AAAAAAAAA7M/rq2mGLUmVI4/s72-c/IMG_2401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-9022987235848301077</id><published>2010-09-08T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T19:20:54.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This and the other</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhccnvtLLI/AAAAAAAAA6E/heC94y5a51c/s1600/IMG_2291+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhccnvtLLI/AAAAAAAAA6E/heC94y5a51c/s400/IMG_2291+1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514759390490340530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past weekend, Boyfriend's family came to town and we went to some tourist destinations outside of winnipeg. This graveyard is the home of one of Boyfriend's Great-Great-Great (and I forget how many more greats..) family member. We spent a long time searching for the grave, but did not locate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhbj0w-JII/AAAAAAAAA58/xghTcecskSc/s1600/IMG_2301+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhbj0w-JII/AAAAAAAAA58/xghTcecskSc/s400/IMG_2301+1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514758414732764290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Thought this was cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhag0wLvSI/AAAAAAAAA50/ccRn9d6bxR0/s1600/IMG_2303+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhag0wLvSI/AAAAAAAAA50/ccRn9d6bxR0/s400/IMG_2303+1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514757263678225698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Until I realized that it was amazing. Ralph TIPPER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhZYWmOKII/AAAAAAAAA5s/iTQcGbxeiuE/s1600/IMG_2313+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhZYWmOKII/AAAAAAAAA5s/iTQcGbxeiuE/s400/IMG_2313+1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514756018632796290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ate at a fun restaurant. I had a cheeseburger and onion rings. I was full but I decided to get a sundae afterwards. Delicious! We went for supper only a few hours later and I was still very full which was disappointing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhYePtAtXI/AAAAAAAAA5k/tPF111J7DyA/s1600/IMG_2266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhYePtAtXI/AAAAAAAAA5k/tPF111J7DyA/s400/IMG_2266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514755020349814130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently a special friend left for a far away land for a long time. I will miss her a lot and I hope she will miss me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhXufgWICI/AAAAAAAAA5c/nwzWIGzx9Lw/s1600/IMG_2265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhXufgWICI/AAAAAAAAA5c/nwzWIGzx9Lw/s400/IMG_2265.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514754199957938210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This dog was at her going away party! It was the most well-behaved pug I have ever encountered. Way to go owner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhWyOnz8jI/AAAAAAAAA5U/oZlTSfCOmjo/s1600/IMG_2101+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhWyOnz8jI/AAAAAAAAA5U/oZlTSfCOmjo/s400/IMG_2101+1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514753164633698866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My camera has a digital zoom tool on it, which I discovered on my canoe trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhWTAB97VI/AAAAAAAAA5M/BC8MbNoksno/s1600/IMG_2140.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhWTAB97VI/AAAAAAAAA5M/BC8MbNoksno/s400/IMG_2140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514752628140928338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great! I had some fun with it. I love plants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhVUZNyN6I/AAAAAAAAA5E/vzOOH9yCqQ4/s1600/IMG_2020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhVUZNyN6I/AAAAAAAAA5E/vzOOH9yCqQ4/s400/IMG_2020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514751552569620386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Well, school has started and I am a little overwhelmed with all of my responsibilities for the next few months. I cannot guarantee new blogs. Goodbye summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-9022987235848301077?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/9022987235848301077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=9022987235848301077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/9022987235848301077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/9022987235848301077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-and-other.html' title='This and the other'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TIhccnvtLLI/AAAAAAAAA6E/heC94y5a51c/s72-c/IMG_2291+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-7740728016778229879</id><published>2010-08-19T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T08:52:36.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1RjoWy86I/AAAAAAAAA40/W-JLN-Zu0kE/s1600/IMG_2225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1RjoWy86I/AAAAAAAAA40/W-JLN-Zu0kE/s400/IMG_2225.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507147591914288034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I grew these things! I have been enjoying delicious vegetable suppers lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1Q5zubcuI/AAAAAAAAA4s/u_76FT4f19U/s1600/IMG_2186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1Q5zubcuI/AAAAAAAAA4s/u_76FT4f19U/s400/IMG_2186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507146873411695330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went canoeing for my vacation this year! The bugs were terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1QeDhblPI/AAAAAAAAA4k/nZnl4jHZKvE/s1600/IMG_2208+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1QeDhblPI/AAAAAAAAA4k/nZnl4jHZKvE/s400/IMG_2208+1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507146396615808242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw some wildlife... on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1QRJBsr2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/q0jzcOvjmYI/s1600/IMG_2014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1QRJBsr2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/q0jzcOvjmYI/s400/IMG_2014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507146174755024738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes it was pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1PshAKA4I/AAAAAAAAA4U/-ax793q1Glw/s1600/IMG_1923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1PshAKA4I/AAAAAAAAA4U/-ax793q1Glw/s400/IMG_1923.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507145545535849346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also this summer I went to Gimli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1PYYMtiLI/AAAAAAAAA4M/qap0qwI7XSE/s1600/IMG_1918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1PYYMtiLI/AAAAAAAAA4M/qap0qwI7XSE/s400/IMG_1918.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507145199575206066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I talked to the people in the old village a little... I asked them if there were parrots in Iceland. Nope. They used nylon for their feathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1PBxkJtlI/AAAAAAAAA4E/kKxxA2Jo2wI/s1600/IMG_1914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1PBxkJtlI/AAAAAAAAA4E/kKxxA2Jo2wI/s400/IMG_1914.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507144811247416914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The beach was full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1OOSFQ2EI/AAAAAAAAA38/mRI6QNlZ1dU/s1600/IMG_1938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1OOSFQ2EI/AAAAAAAAA38/mRI6QNlZ1dU/s400/IMG_1938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507143926623033410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also went to Folklorama! This lady sang at the Russian pavilion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1L9DMXTxI/AAAAAAAAA30/BUKBuDrRP-k/s1600/IMG_1949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1L9DMXTxI/AAAAAAAAA30/BUKBuDrRP-k/s400/IMG_1949.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507141431545253650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For some reason there were clowns. The littlest one started flipping. Recently, the Russian  pavilion has come under some controversy regarding several sick patrons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1KFMMd4FI/AAAAAAAAA3s/x4SZp4BwMyg/s1600/IMG_1887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1KFMMd4FI/AAAAAAAAA3s/x4SZp4BwMyg/s400/IMG_1887.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507139372377301074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This place was fun. It was on the way to Gimli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1EuWtOAsI/AAAAAAAAA3k/4oMgwBzxjOI/s1600/IMG_1890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1EuWtOAsI/AAAAAAAAA3k/4oMgwBzxjOI/s400/IMG_1890.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507133482503897794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They sold a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1EGqoaVZI/AAAAAAAAA3c/LtPlhI5xxXE/s1600/IMG_1858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1EGqoaVZI/AAAAAAAAA3c/LtPlhI5xxXE/s400/IMG_1858.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507132800657675666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One day, Greta rode in the car with Boyfriend to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1DnUmO_TI/AAAAAAAAA3U/MVjYHGZInwU/s1600/IMG_1847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1DnUmO_TI/AAAAAAAAA3U/MVjYHGZInwU/s400/IMG_1847.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507132262167018802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-7740728016778229879?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7740728016778229879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=7740728016778229879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7740728016778229879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7740728016778229879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TG1RjoWy86I/AAAAAAAAA40/W-JLN-Zu0kE/s72-c/IMG_2225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-5501935243843970282</id><published>2010-07-16T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T07:59:55.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogs and more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBwRKoKr-I/AAAAAAAAA3M/nndvLMpbDP4/s1600/IMG_3372.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBwRKoKr-I/AAAAAAAAA3M/nndvLMpbDP4/s400/IMG_3372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494514985604919266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am going to this lovely lake soon. It will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBvTKRkHaI/AAAAAAAAA3E/nCvGMCypmfM/s1600/IMG_1754.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBvTKRkHaI/AAAAAAAAA3E/nCvGMCypmfM/s400/IMG_1754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494513920358227362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best thing about buying a house in the winter. Secret plants all over the yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBunKN7jjI/AAAAAAAAA28/BBaOfcJPJrw/s1600/IMG_1725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBunKN7jjI/AAAAAAAAA28/BBaOfcJPJrw/s400/IMG_1725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494513164428742194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These plants were put in the ground by me. I am impressed with the garden. I will definitely do a better job next year as I know not to plant a billion radishes. Anyone need radishes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBs9AuqnuI/AAAAAAAAA20/SunDjlGwDB4/s1600/IMG_1602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBs9AuqnuI/AAAAAAAAA20/SunDjlGwDB4/s320/IMG_1602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494511340815556322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So summer in Winnipeg means it is Paws In Motion time. This is the best event at Assiniboine Park because you get to see every kind of dog.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBqlHYBYnI/AAAAAAAAA2M/27088llggN8/s200/IMG_1521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494508731259511410" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are a few examples.                                      (Couldn't leave out the cats)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are fat dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBshSWyrgI/AAAAAAAAA2s/E5nsNL57U38/s1600/IMG_1628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBshSWyrgI/AAAAAAAAA2s/E5nsNL57U38/s400/IMG_1628.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494510864510922242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                      Silly dressed up dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBrnOMsudI/AAAAAAAAA2c/24u4-zqytsU/s1600/IMG_1544.JPG"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBo9ZuaWaI/AAAAAAAAA18/-qcJfpeJMMw/s320/IMG_1580.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494506949478865314" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBog7fE_kI/AAAAAAAAA10/eGUl_0YVbIA/s320/IMG_1552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494506460325150274" /&gt;Crazy flying dogs.                                                              Dogs in pools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBl4zsL57I/AAAAAAAAA1c/spXCmVjYASI/s320/IMG_1619.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494503572014622642" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And really big dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I love to look at dogs. Maybe one day I will want to own one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBlRnnUukI/AAAAAAAAA1U/UFNzQfy-1No/s1600/IMG_1439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBlRnnUukI/AAAAAAAAA1U/UFNzQfy-1No/s400/IMG_1439.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494502898758105666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In other news, this glass broke recently. It was a favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBkXijA4_I/AAAAAAAAA1M/q3PkKx-GRm8/s1600/IMG_1167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBkXijA4_I/AAAAAAAAA1M/q3PkKx-GRm8/s400/IMG_1167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494501900965438450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boyfriend and I visited this cute girl in May. She watered the cats very well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-5501935243843970282?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5501935243843970282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=5501935243843970282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/5501935243843970282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/5501935243843970282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2010/07/dogs-and-more.html' title='Dogs and more'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TEBwRKoKr-I/AAAAAAAAA3M/nndvLMpbDP4/s72-c/IMG_3372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-3549452451012260959</id><published>2010-06-22T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T20:52:51.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now it is Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCGBDNOFYfI/AAAAAAAAA08/tslbBI2UWNM/s1600/IMG_1342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCGBDNOFYfI/AAAAAAAAA08/tslbBI2UWNM/s400/IMG_1342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485807713202299378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a girl I found in a tree. (Not dead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCGAdbZr7TI/AAAAAAAAA00/bbKqJQPMj2A/s1600/IMG_1368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCGAdbZr7TI/AAAAAAAAA00/bbKqJQPMj2A/s400/IMG_1368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485807064174030130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My garden has been producing a lot of sweet treats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF_yMwlmsI/AAAAAAAAA0s/j53L0zxekMA/s1600/IMG_1394+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF_yMwlmsI/AAAAAAAAA0s/j53L0zxekMA/s400/IMG_1394+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485806321509178050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently my sisters and I visited the home that they lived in before I was born. I was in my mom's tummy at the time so I don't remember a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF_ekjAu2I/AAAAAAAAA0k/WywVuwrupe0/s1600/IMG_1402+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF_ekjAu2I/AAAAAAAAA0k/WywVuwrupe0/s400/IMG_1402+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485805984297302882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I liked some of the rooms! This was my parents room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF_FvbGqjI/AAAAAAAAA0c/_C2tbmAs3x0/s1600/IMG_1410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF_FvbGqjI/AAAAAAAAA0c/_C2tbmAs3x0/s400/IMG_1410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485805557720197682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom put up this wallpaper a long time ago for my sister's strawberry shortcake themed room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF-nve2v-I/AAAAAAAAA0U/5gc5muyhXKI/s1600/IMG_1436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF-nve2v-I/AAAAAAAAA0U/5gc5muyhXKI/s400/IMG_1436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485805042339856354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also got to see this dog. Do not be fooled by the apparent angry look though, my cousin taught this dog to "smile".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF-HZHpygI/AAAAAAAAA0M/7T-BBsbSvd4/s1600/IMG_1432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF-HZHpygI/AAAAAAAAA0M/7T-BBsbSvd4/s400/IMG_1432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485804486581144066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the barn behind the old house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF9egrO_pI/AAAAAAAAA0E/i3Naw7sW-2I/s1600/IMG_1474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF9egrO_pI/AAAAAAAAA0E/i3Naw7sW-2I/s400/IMG_1474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485803784234794642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On another day, Boyfriend cooked up some great food on the BBQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF9Bp5Sr9I/AAAAAAAAAz8/u5yKY2jhOT4/s1600/IMG_1363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF9Bp5Sr9I/AAAAAAAAAz8/u5yKY2jhOT4/s400/IMG_1363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485803288493469650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to a special birthday party and tried on all of the party hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF8UvIMH8I/AAAAAAAAAz0/iFJxkv3r738/s1600/IMG_1284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCF8UvIMH8I/AAAAAAAAAz0/iFJxkv3r738/s400/IMG_1284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485802516804018114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Circus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCGBk04P_zI/AAAAAAAAA1E/IFI7hvfXaOw/s1600/IMG_1367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCGBk04P_zI/AAAAAAAAA1E/IFI7hvfXaOw/s400/IMG_1367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485808290783821618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This guy also enjoyed the party hats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-3549452451012260959?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3549452451012260959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=3549452451012260959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/3549452451012260959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/3549452451012260959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2010/06/now-it-is-summer.html' title='Now it is Summer'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/TCGBDNOFYfI/AAAAAAAAA08/tslbBI2UWNM/s72-c/IMG_1342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-8901133836676019060</id><published>2010-04-23T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T07:55:45.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Spring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S9Gyois0XSI/AAAAAAAAAzs/h9KPUvFuwtc/s1600/IMG_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S9Gyois0XSI/AAAAAAAAAzs/h9KPUvFuwtc/s400/IMG_0715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463344232556420386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spring time is pretty great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S9GyMX13pfI/AAAAAAAAAzk/CkTd7Vfgrhs/s1600/IMG_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S9GyMX13pfI/AAAAAAAAAzk/CkTd7Vfgrhs/s400/IMG_0642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463343748605257202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently we tried to sell come junk and made some money... and also bought some new junk. I bought the first season of Quantum Leap for cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S9Gx0fTYneI/AAAAAAAAAzc/CAS6AHFgckg/s1600/IMG_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S9Gx0fTYneI/AAAAAAAAAzc/CAS6AHFgckg/s400/IMG_0606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463343338291240418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are some great cats I know. They got pretty silly that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S9GxRJhjRqI/AAAAAAAAAzU/f-HB4Dcy1E0/s1600/IMG_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S9GxRJhjRqI/AAAAAAAAAzU/f-HB4Dcy1E0/s400/IMG_0609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463342731149657762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had fun around the box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S9Gw0fbZx8I/AAAAAAAAAzM/8In56c5lRts/s1600/IMG_0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S9Gw0fbZx8I/AAAAAAAAAzM/8In56c5lRts/s400/IMG_0629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463342238813243330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel like this looks smaller in the picture. This is going to be my vegetable garden. There are lots of strawberries under the garage window, and recently rhubarb has started to show itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S9GwW0MAyXI/AAAAAAAAAzE/AxPq8VNTJ2Y/s1600/IMG_0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S9GwW0MAyXI/AAAAAAAAAzE/AxPq8VNTJ2Y/s400/IMG_0627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463341728989759858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are some plants I started indoors. The pumpkins and zucchini are growing well, but the tomatoes are mostly dead. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S9GvyZPAPkI/AAAAAAAAAy8/UUL1cG9zA08/s1600/IMG_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S9GvyZPAPkI/AAAAAAAAAy8/UUL1cG9zA08/s400/IMG_0630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463341103279259202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This guy came with the house. He is so ugly I feel like I need to keep him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-8901133836676019060?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8901133836676019060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=8901133836676019060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/8901133836676019060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/8901133836676019060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-spring.html' title='And Spring.'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S9Gyois0XSI/AAAAAAAAAzs/h9KPUvFuwtc/s72-c/IMG_0715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-1383386048516042404</id><published>2010-04-05T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T08:58:53.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me more...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S7oHT3Vf61I/AAAAAAAAAy0/s7meqefVNh8/s1600/IMG_0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S7oHT3Vf61I/AAAAAAAAAy0/s7meqefVNh8/s400/IMG_0574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456681936365808466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a fun cook book, it has a lot of outdoor recipes for the BBQ and campfire! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S7oGub7_psI/AAAAAAAAAys/zEoiPmrQ5N0/s1600/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S7oGub7_psI/AAAAAAAAAys/zEoiPmrQ5N0/s400/IMG_0582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456681293355919042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is filled with a million awesome pictures of animals, vegetables and condiments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S7oEu63QpzI/AAAAAAAAAyk/9ark92JmH5c/s1600/IMG_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S7oEu63QpzI/AAAAAAAAAyk/9ark92JmH5c/s400/IMG_0547.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456679102634305330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was Easter and Boyfriend and I went to my parent's house for supper! My sister made some cupcakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S7oD_VDiHQI/AAAAAAAAAyc/mTe33BcJscA/s1600/IMG_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S7oD_VDiHQI/AAAAAAAAAyc/mTe33BcJscA/s400/IMG_0538.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456678285031382274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One morning, I went to another sister's apartment and I thought it was pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S7oDaAwuC2I/AAAAAAAAAyU/6gUJ1vSRRaU/s1600/IMG_0533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S7oDaAwuC2I/AAAAAAAAAyU/6gUJ1vSRRaU/s400/IMG_0533.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456677643928603490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This girl was on an outdoor mission. She loves going outside, but her big brother does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S7oC4RcLdbI/AAAAAAAAAyM/rcT1HI-R0A0/s1600/IMG_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S7oC4RcLdbI/AAAAAAAAAyM/rcT1HI-R0A0/s400/IMG_0537.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456677064290301362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have fun together! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-1383386048516042404?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1383386048516042404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=1383386048516042404' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1383386048516042404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1383386048516042404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2010/04/tell-me-more.html' title='Tell me more...'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S7oHT3Vf61I/AAAAAAAAAy0/s7meqefVNh8/s72-c/IMG_0574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-5806798169239641314</id><published>2010-03-21T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:37:41.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me about it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bj8KvSKtI/AAAAAAAAAyE/ywrnd0z-L0w/s1600-h/IMG_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bj8KvSKtI/AAAAAAAAAyE/ywrnd0z-L0w/s400/IMG_0509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451295021792897746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I tried to get Lester to play with a ping pong ball.. but he wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bjbfTZQJI/AAAAAAAAAx8/8IdMogW-yWQ/s1600-h/IMG_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bjbfTZQJI/AAAAAAAAAx8/8IdMogW-yWQ/s400/IMG_0497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451294460377383058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boyfriend painted the wall before he tore it down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bjF7Ey-zI/AAAAAAAAAx0/0ZSqvoj91Yo/s1600-h/IMG_0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bjF7Ey-zI/AAAAAAAAAx0/0ZSqvoj91Yo/s400/IMG_0469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451294089875225394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw this fox at Headingley Correctional Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bi2TZjX-I/AAAAAAAAAxs/fGPW-VfngYs/s1600-h/IMG_0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bi2TZjX-I/AAAAAAAAAxs/fGPW-VfngYs/s400/IMG_0320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451293821526826978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad made special Valentine's Day stew with carrot shaped hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6biQ6m2zCI/AAAAAAAAAxk/UC5BMkJgvBU/s1600-h/IMG_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6biQ6m2zCI/AAAAAAAAAxk/UC5BMkJgvBU/s400/IMG_0294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451293179216579618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One night I sang songs and danced a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bh86Fgh0I/AAAAAAAAAxc/0tXcTWPbQe4/s1600-h/IMG_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bh86Fgh0I/AAAAAAAAAxc/0tXcTWPbQe4/s400/IMG_0279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451292835479324482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lester was sleepy and I bothered him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bhojtMO0I/AAAAAAAAAxU/4CZegeyrLOY/s1600-h/IMG_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bhojtMO0I/AAAAAAAAAxU/4CZegeyrLOY/s400/IMG_0243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451292485874367298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Learning how to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bhFv7ZJCI/AAAAAAAAAxM/xo5NJ3E6XE8/s1600-h/IMG_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bhFv7ZJCI/AAAAAAAAAxM/xo5NJ3E6XE8/s400/IMG_0238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451291887859737634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this cat, she lives in Brandon but I get to see her sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bguac3MCI/AAAAAAAAAxE/qqtVSEMF8pY/s1600-h/IMG_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bguac3MCI/AAAAAAAAAxE/qqtVSEMF8pY/s400/IMG_0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451291486957547554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These aren't real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bgOPL4S9I/AAAAAAAAAw8/Me8c0bw5YYU/s1600-h/IMG_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bgOPL4S9I/AAAAAAAAAw8/Me8c0bw5YYU/s400/IMG_0211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451290934177713106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found this fellow in a closet in Brandon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bfckY9LtI/AAAAAAAAAw0/S5hmP5PNnAM/s1600-h/IMG_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bfckY9LtI/AAAAAAAAAw0/S5hmP5PNnAM/s400/IMG_0203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451290080876244690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I still take pictures while driving sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bfHFFDAnI/AAAAAAAAAws/yHQa7o3Qp8A/s1600-h/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bfHFFDAnI/AAAAAAAAAws/yHQa7o3Qp8A/s400/IMG_0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451289711693988466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes I eat a boring lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6beaoaEB0I/AAAAAAAAAwk/-hvBaNOo2_4/s1600-h/IMG_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6beaoaEB0I/AAAAAAAAAwk/-hvBaNOo2_4/s400/IMG_0177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451288948083263298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Greta on the carpet. I think she's cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-5806798169239641314?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5806798169239641314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=5806798169239641314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/5806798169239641314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/5806798169239641314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2010/03/tell-me-about-it.html' title='Tell me about it.'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/S6bj8KvSKtI/AAAAAAAAAyE/ywrnd0z-L0w/s72-c/IMG_0509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-1725495236348927765</id><published>2009-07-27T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T07:47:45.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sm28pxGshKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oDVxqrf28M4/s1600-h/IMG_3495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sm28pxGshKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oDVxqrf28M4/s400/IMG_3495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363150157010207906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend my sister and I went to the beach! We decided to give Lake Manitoba a try. It didn't take very long at all to get there. The beach was not very big, but we found a nice spot by the garbage can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sm28qIZh6lI/AAAAAAAAAwU/aa8eT5pv8uc/s1600-h/IMG_3500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sm28qIZh6lI/AAAAAAAAAwU/aa8eT5pv8uc/s400/IMG_3500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363150163263220306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lake was a lot of fun because there were lots of waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sm28q3RvRiI/AAAAAAAAAwc/jH5JuMcoSeA/s1600-h/IMG_3480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sm28q3RvRiI/AAAAAAAAAwc/jH5JuMcoSeA/s400/IMG_3480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363150175847007778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little guy was trying to steal my sister's sandwich while she was swimming! I had a nice day, but I burned my shoulders and part of my face. BEACH FUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-1725495236348927765?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1725495236348927765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=1725495236348927765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1725495236348927765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1725495236348927765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/beach-day.html' title='Beach Day'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sm28pxGshKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oDVxqrf28M4/s72-c/IMG_3495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-657509373080274747</id><published>2009-07-16T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T08:42:52.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teeth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dentist'/><title type='text'>Dentist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sl9KA_HJFII/AAAAAAAAAwE/KEQkFvsHFrc/s1600-h/whiteteeht.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359083462396023938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sl9KA_HJFII/AAAAAAAAAwE/KEQkFvsHFrc/s400/whiteteeht.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This morning I went to the dentist for the first time in a long time. It was not terrible. The lady asked me if I had my teeth whitened. I said I did not. She said I have white teeth. That made finding out about the cavities so much nicer.&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/4486812200342980861-657509373080274747?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/657509373080274747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=657509373080274747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/657509373080274747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/657509373080274747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/dentist.html' title='Dentist!'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sl9KA_HJFII/AAAAAAAAAwE/KEQkFvsHFrc/s72-c/whiteteeht.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-5819330125064826739</id><published>2009-07-12T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:40:37.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party lifestyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpSbNBFX7I/AAAAAAAAAv0/dDC1V8Wlz80/s1600-h/badhair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357685334014779314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpSbNBFX7I/AAAAAAAAAv0/dDC1V8Wlz80/s400/badhair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I have certainly been enjoying my summer! One day all of my sisters and I crimped our hair. Mine looked the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpQgRTD3XI/AAAAAAAAAvs/ky0ExWI_MB8/s1600-h/IMG_3067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357683222040010098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpQgRTD3XI/AAAAAAAAAvs/ky0ExWI_MB8/s400/IMG_3067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the beautiful shores of the Red River by the forks.. just breath-taking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpQD2xtraI/AAAAAAAAAvk/LUa0YBpEv5U/s1600-h/IMG_3073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357682733884485026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpQD2xtraI/AAAAAAAAAvk/LUa0YBpEv5U/s400/IMG_3073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my fantastic friend! We went to Aboriginal day at the forks and she showed us her moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357682115861549410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpPf4dkEWI/AAAAAAAAAvU/t4giw-_j4r8/s400/IMG_3097.JPG" /&gt; But wait... it looks like I have some moves of my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357682107329782002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpPfYrboPI/AAAAAAAAAvM/BHXQr9U9ddM/s400/IMG_3095.JPG" /&gt;See!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357678050981202690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpLzRmkSwI/AAAAAAAAAvE/jV_B5SH0TNk/s400/IMG_3102.JPG" /&gt; Looks like I know what I am doing on a skateboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357677486396855282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpLSaXK0_I/AAAAAAAAAu0/zhnYaDPtiR0/s400/IMG_3161.JPG" /&gt; This wonderful lady gave a concert and I happened to be front row centre for it! She was great and my only regrets are the terrible jerks behind me and that she didn't play longer. Also got on APTN a bunch.. we taped it to watch for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357677032147414642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpK3-JqbnI/AAAAAAAAAus/P8X1Dv7yTXE/s400/IMG_2117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Looks like Greta is still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357677021071220786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpK3U45IDI/AAAAAAAAAuk/Lx_av4D9r1k/s400/IMG_3181.JPG" /&gt; Here is a nice boy, Telly. He was stalking some prey in the backyard.&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpCZxf7YsI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Lr6iCNwoiQE/s1600-h/IMG_3214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357667717262041794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpCZxf7YsI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Lr6iCNwoiQE/s400/IMG_3214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some special friends  including Tyson Shwaluk and I went to the Paws In Motion at Assiniboine Park. We saw some of the greatest dogs in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpTzSD9ZYI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ka48mcKNBRw/s1600-h/IMG_3204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357686847197504898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpTzSD9ZYI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ka48mcKNBRw/s400/IMG_3204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I liked so many of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpCZLMth5I/AAAAAAAAAuM/7LzQhFMi9b0/s1600-h/IMG_3326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357667706980894610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpCZLMth5I/AAAAAAAAAuM/7LzQhFMi9b0/s400/IMG_3326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This summer Boyfriend and I were invited to a cabin for the weekend. It was fun! This flag was old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpCYnzNAnI/AAAAAAAAAuE/30xq-C5e-eE/s1600-h/IMG_3327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357667697478664818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpCYnzNAnI/AAAAAAAAAuE/30xq-C5e-eE/s400/IMG_3327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is on Booster Lake in Nopiming Park. I liked it! Here is Tyson Shwaluk on the dock enjoying the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpBYeI3iyI/AAAAAAAAAt8/rdbWztO6xO8/s1600-h/IMG_3329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357666595373550370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpBYeI3iyI/AAAAAAAAAt8/rdbWztO6xO8/s400/IMG_3329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Boyfriend and a special girl walking up to the cabin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpBXxaeFWI/AAAAAAAAAt0/hd9b8-Yy7-k/s1600-h/IMG_3372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357666583367783778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpBXxaeFWI/AAAAAAAAAt0/hd9b8-Yy7-k/s400/IMG_3372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The water was ok, not warm but we all went swimming for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpBXmkgsyI/AAAAAAAAAts/IXJttIG7YwM/s1600-h/IMG_3400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357666580457108258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpBXmkgsyI/AAAAAAAAAts/IXJttIG7YwM/s400/IMG_3400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To finish off, I ran into what I thought was an old lady but it turned out to be a cat. I enjoyed the look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-5819330125064826739?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5819330125064826739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=5819330125064826739' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/5819330125064826739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/5819330125064826739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/party-lifestyle.html' title='Party lifestyle'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SlpSbNBFX7I/AAAAAAAAAv0/dDC1V8Wlz80/s72-c/badhair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-7516774617085005448</id><published>2009-05-01T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:26:32.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfsdivXi8JI/AAAAAAAAAss/dDtB3eNbhVk/s1600-h/IMG_2344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfsdivXi8JI/AAAAAAAAAss/dDtB3eNbhVk/s400/IMG_2344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330887066591096978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; One day I went shopping with Boyfriend and a special friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfseUKENGjI/AAAAAAAAAtM/-uYTJm0CXXU/s1600-h/IMG_2387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfseUKENGjI/AAAAAAAAAtM/-uYTJm0CXXU/s400/IMG_2387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330887915571321394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                  We made some great food together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfsdwYs8IdI/AAAAAAAAAs0/BjxTWm0b74k/s1600-h/IMG_2352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfsdwYs8IdI/AAAAAAAAAs0/BjxTWm0b74k/s400/IMG_2352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330887301024981458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                        Including meat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfseJf3-K8I/AAAAAAAAAtE/kAFM1eUjfac/s1600-h/IMG_2370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfseJf3-K8I/AAAAAAAAAtE/kAFM1eUjfac/s400/IMG_2370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330887732447030210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                            This cat was upstairs. She wanted a belly rub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sfsd_AeilBI/AAAAAAAAAs8/bWTh_nYQ8lU/s1600-h/IMG_2357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sfsd_AeilBI/AAAAAAAAAs8/bWTh_nYQ8lU/s400/IMG_2357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330887552220173330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               This cat wanted to go outside and come back in right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sfse0bx3iYI/AAAAAAAAAtk/eSclMkZPidQ/s1600-h/IMG_2435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sfse0bx3iYI/AAAAAAAAAtk/eSclMkZPidQ/s400/IMG_2435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330888470082062722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Last week this fair was happening.. I thought it was kind of cold for this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sfser0gX-pI/AAAAAAAAAtc/xy75YKzcZE8/s1600-h/IMG_2424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Sfser0gX-pI/AAAAAAAAAtc/xy75YKzcZE8/s400/IMG_2424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330888322100755090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                         The Easter Bunny came to my Parent's house!! I am the youngest in my family. I am 24.&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/4486812200342980861-7516774617085005448?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7516774617085005448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=7516774617085005448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7516774617085005448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7516774617085005448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-day-i-went-shopping-with-boyfriend.html' title='Lately'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfsdivXi8JI/AAAAAAAAAss/dDtB3eNbhVk/s72-c/IMG_2344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-6973665430861404191</id><published>2009-04-24T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:12:17.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfOF76q9RkI/AAAAAAAAAsk/0bQB2akW15M/s1600-h/IMG_2279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfOF76q9RkI/AAAAAAAAAsk/0bQB2akW15M/s400/IMG_2279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328750048517637698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          Hey spring, welcome back. Want to explore the last year together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHlmGRtQNI/AAAAAAAAAsc/LEtBAfsNXiA/s1600-h/IMG_1391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHlmGRtQNI/AAAAAAAAAsc/LEtBAfsNXiA/s400/IMG_1391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328292276838678738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       Last summer I went camping with my family. I enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHiFDAmVkI/AAAAAAAAArM/uT2P0xkfGJ8/s1600-h/IMG_1283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHiFDAmVkI/AAAAAAAAArM/uT2P0xkfGJ8/s320/IMG_1283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328288410491049538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of my favourite graffiti in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHiSSYEnqI/AAAAAAAAArU/vtRwjBKTSuw/s1600-h/IMG_1402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 445px; height: 330px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHiSSYEnqI/AAAAAAAAArU/vtRwjBKTSuw/s400/IMG_1402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328288637954334370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back but I don't think I can this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHifU5-TBI/AAAAAAAAArc/I_5O2UR5i0M/s1600-h/IMG_1589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 413px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHifU5-TBI/AAAAAAAAArc/I_5O2UR5i0M/s400/IMG_1589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328288861971696658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In The fall, I went to a field and held a gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHiqkbqHHI/AAAAAAAAArk/o8TOFC4WfcE/s1600-h/IMG_1650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 511px; height: 382px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHiqkbqHHI/AAAAAAAAArk/o8TOFC4WfcE/s400/IMG_1650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328289055118072946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent some time looking at the field. Then my camera broke. Then it got fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHjLAP2ewI/AAAAAAAAAr8/8zEKL_ig8hg/s1600-h/IMG_2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHjLAP2ewI/AAAAAAAAAr8/8zEKL_ig8hg/s400/IMG_2071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328289612340558594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In The winter, Boyfriend hugged a big dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHjjKCRM5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/hs1vVExNTUU/s1600-h/IMG_2228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHjjKCRM5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/hs1vVExNTUU/s400/IMG_2228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328290027284804498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in the winter, we got this cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHjBP9ZFhI/AAAAAAAAAr0/z4LZlbbkeC8/s1600-h/IMG_2024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 384px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHjBP9ZFhI/AAAAAAAAAr0/z4LZlbbkeC8/s400/IMG_2024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328289444759410194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is very silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHjYeZph9I/AAAAAAAAAsE/pqANU6vp9hk/s1600-h/IMG_2212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHjYeZph9I/AAAAAAAAAsE/pqANU6vp9hk/s400/IMG_2212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328289843773016018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother and sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHi1FZMGJI/AAAAAAAAArs/Kr_h1ufHWLo/s1600-h/IMG_1675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 423px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfHi1FZMGJI/AAAAAAAAArs/Kr_h1ufHWLo/s400/IMG_1675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328289235764779154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this cat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-6973665430861404191?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6973665430861404191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=6973665430861404191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6973665430861404191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6973665430861404191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-season.html' title='Blog Season'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SfOF76q9RkI/AAAAAAAAAsk/0bQB2akW15M/s72-c/IMG_2279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-4631863893304128803</id><published>2009-02-24T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:31:06.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Cat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SaSsJPsX5eI/AAAAAAAAApE/Z7nA5sdxM78/s1600-h/IMG_4641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SaSsJPsX5eI/AAAAAAAAApE/Z7nA5sdxM78/s400/IMG_4641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306555535780734434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SaSs821NTHI/AAAAAAAAApM/A-8UPRjaadg/s1600-h/IMG_4746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SaSs821NTHI/AAAAAAAAApM/A-8UPRjaadg/s400/IMG_4746.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306556422460099698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SaStOD-4PTI/AAAAAAAAApU/c31NVu7D-_M/s1600-h/IMG_4762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SaStOD-4PTI/AAAAAAAAApU/c31NVu7D-_M/s400/IMG_4762.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306556718048099634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Greta, my new cat. She is a kitten, really. I did not take these pictures! She is fun and bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-4631863893304128803?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4631863893304128803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=4631863893304128803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/4631863893304128803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/4631863893304128803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-cat.html' title='New Cat!'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SaSsJPsX5eI/AAAAAAAAApE/Z7nA5sdxM78/s72-c/IMG_4641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-953273565702864096</id><published>2008-12-16T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:05:19.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy time</title><content type='html'>Last night I talked several times in my sleep. As far as I know I have never done that before... it was funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-953273565702864096?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/953273565702864096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=953273565702864096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/953273565702864096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/953273565702864096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2008/12/sleepy-time.html' title='Sleepy time'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-7798371406816001287</id><published>2008-09-28T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T13:33:32.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SN_p35te2-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/5K_JaRIZYd0/s1600-h/IMG_1507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251172837130951650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SN_p35te2-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/5K_JaRIZYd0/s400/IMG_1507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One day Lester Decided to get into a small box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SN_o_SmU2sI/AAAAAAAAAbU/V1uf-Z-ooAk/s1600-h/IMG_1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251171864559278786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SN_o_SmU2sI/AAAAAAAAAbU/V1uf-Z-ooAk/s400/IMG_1424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One day Lester wanted to wear my shoes!&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/4486812200342980861-7798371406816001287?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7798371406816001287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=7798371406816001287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7798371406816001287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7798371406816001287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2008/09/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SN_p35te2-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/5K_JaRIZYd0/s72-c/IMG_1507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-4804152877578185022</id><published>2008-09-09T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:17:48.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>What a fun and exciting summer I had. I didn't blog this summer because I was having too much fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-4804152877578185022?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4804152877578185022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=4804152877578185022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/4804152877578185022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/4804152877578185022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2008/09/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-4728469247313365565</id><published>2008-07-14T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:58:20.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no blogs</title><content type='html'>I wanna make a blog. Maybe someday soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-4728469247313365565?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4728469247313365565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=4728469247313365565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/4728469247313365565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/4728469247313365565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-blogs.html' title='no blogs'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-753696468716200238</id><published>2008-05-05T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T08:13:28.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SB8ecUm1RJI/AAAAAAAAAa8/JwiU6E5R3M4/s1600-h/IMG_0451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196905966925595794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SB8ecUm1RJI/AAAAAAAAAa8/JwiU6E5R3M4/s400/IMG_0451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was last weekend... Boyfriend and his dad took a bunch of us (including Tyson Shwaluk) out to shoot guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196910609785242786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SB8iqkm1RKI/AAAAAAAAAbE/a5pQtSwCDgc/s400/IMG_0454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Unfortunately Boyfriend and this fellow wore the same outfit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196911623397524658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SB8jlkm1RLI/AAAAAAAAAbM/fygy4mbaEwg/s400/IMG_0464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Look! Boyfriend shot a gun! The day was really fun and I think I was good at shooting.&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/4486812200342980861-753696468716200238?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/753696468716200238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=753696468716200238' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/753696468716200238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/753696468716200238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2008/05/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SB8ecUm1RJI/AAAAAAAAAa8/JwiU6E5R3M4/s72-c/IMG_0451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-2611362716437340943</id><published>2008-04-25T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T07:49:13.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats and Dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SBHo-Em1RCI/AAAAAAAAAaE/kjxIZFimwzY/s1600-h/IMG_0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193187998421042210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SBHo-Em1RCI/AAAAAAAAAaE/kjxIZFimwzY/s400/IMG_0338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes I only think about cats. This is Telly. He is a good boy. I have known him since he was a kitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193189527429399602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SBHqXEm1RDI/AAAAAAAAAaM/8gSSAkmYAXA/s400/IMG_0375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Glora is a pretty girl, she is sometimes mean to others though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193189991285867586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SBHqyEm1REI/AAAAAAAAAaU/8rAxvt4kdfE/s400/IMG_0369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ziggy doesn't take photos well I guess. He is cute in REAL LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193191241121350738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SBHr60m1RFI/AAAAAAAAAac/nF3FI0p4hP0/s400/IMG_0381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Or maybe I am just bad at taking pictures. This is Lyja. He always runs away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193193307000620130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SBHtzEm1RGI/AAAAAAAAAak/OSuwsIQs--4/s400/IMG_0386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love the pre-supper frenzy. Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193194131634340978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SBHujEm1RHI/AAAAAAAAAas/s-n3udLxGSg/s400/IMG_0388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Everyone should have four cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193194672800220290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SBHvCkm1RII/AAAAAAAAAa0/E9cux4wRVMs/s400/IMG_0427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In other news, Boyfriend made hot dogs and I ate two. I like a messy hot dog.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-2611362716437340943?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2611362716437340943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=2611362716437340943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/2611362716437340943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/2611362716437340943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2008/04/cats-and-dogs.html' title='Cats and Dogs'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SBHo-Em1RCI/AAAAAAAAAaE/kjxIZFimwzY/s72-c/IMG_0338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-6541416872213004404</id><published>2008-04-16T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T14:54:59.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What? I love this cat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SAYuYSqy1OI/AAAAAAAAAY8/YP_RpJyd5nU/s1600-h/IMG_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189886615454143714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SAYuYSqy1OI/AAAAAAAAAY8/YP_RpJyd5nU/s400/IMG_0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lately, Lester has been spending a lot of his time looking outside... Boyfriend and I thought he might like to see it in real life so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189953591174157554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SAZrSyqy1PI/AAAAAAAAAZE/5wPfDeJ6ID4/s400/IMG_0081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                          We took him out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189956017830679810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SAZtgCqy1QI/AAAAAAAAAZM/zPMVa3BrmEA/s400/IMG_0083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                            He was scared. He stayed close to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189956481687147794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SAZt7Cqy1RI/AAAAAAAAAZU/il0P3Ps6TMA/s400/IMG_0093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                          He tried to hide in the garden, and got all muddy! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189962335727572290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SAZzPyqy1UI/AAAAAAAAAZs/p0BE2ckvV08/s400/IMG_0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                             He was happy to be inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189957220421522722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SAZumCqy1SI/AAAAAAAAAZc/TCVAFArD1xI/s400/IMG_0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                       We washed his feet in the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189958229738837298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SAZvgyqy1TI/AAAAAAAAAZk/VK6PDSXMHj8/s400/IMG_0179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                Then we played with his new toy that my sister bought him!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SAYteyqy1NI/AAAAAAAAAY0/wEfFKcrPBuo/s1600-h/IMG_0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189885627611665618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 3px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 6px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="157" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SAYteyqy1NI/AAAAAAAAAY0/wEfFKcrPBuo/s320/IMG_0075.jpg" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189963765951681874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SAZ0jCqy1VI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/sXbNP5Db1FE/s400/IMG_0289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                      I had to study, so he helped me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189964354362201442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SAZ1FSqy1WI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/AIAncjcly5U/s400/IMG_0288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                         He is the best boy.&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-6541416872213004404?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6541416872213004404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=6541416872213004404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6541416872213004404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6541416872213004404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-i-love-this-cat.html' title='What? I love this cat.'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/SAYuYSqy1OI/AAAAAAAAAY8/YP_RpJyd5nU/s72-c/IMG_0076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-6748018601975716303</id><published>2008-04-09T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T08:37:40.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A movie I saw.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187270002324797346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R_zilXKb96I/AAAAAAAAAYs/A3WBd90FYjw/s320/something+wild.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just saw 90% of the movie &lt;em&gt;Something Wild (1961).&lt;/em&gt; I couldn't stop watching it. It was good. I missed the most important part at the beginning which explained what was happening throughout the movie... but I kind of knew somehow. I don't feel like explaining it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-6748018601975716303?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6748018601975716303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=6748018601975716303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6748018601975716303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6748018601975716303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2008/04/movie-i-saw.html' title='A movie I saw.'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R_zilXKb96I/AAAAAAAAAYs/A3WBd90FYjw/s72-c/something+wild.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-4060822994320520043</id><published>2008-04-09T07:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T08:13:43.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last night I was walking home from work across a bridge and I saw the sun setting and I wanted a new camera. When I got home I told Boyfriend, and then he and I went to the camera store. I got one. It is several steps up from the camera that I lost, and it was a good price. I'm Happy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187263388075161490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R_zckXKb95I/AAAAAAAAAYk/GbhEEkSkWgM/s320/saffrony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Also, the other day, Boyfriend and I got chased by a guy for a block after we walked through a parking lot. He thought that we had parked in it. We hadn't. I don't think I will ever go to that restaurant now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-4060822994320520043?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4060822994320520043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=4060822994320520043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/4060822994320520043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/4060822994320520043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2008/04/got-one.html' title='Got one.'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R_zckXKb95I/AAAAAAAAAYk/GbhEEkSkWgM/s72-c/saffrony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-875597069086660230</id><published>2008-03-26T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T08:11:45.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameraless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R-pnpXKb94I/AAAAAAAAAYc/q11U7A6PFiM/s1600-h/winter+rabbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182068281533265794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R-pnpXKb94I/AAAAAAAAAYc/q11U7A6PFiM/s400/winter+rabbit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went on a trip and lost my camera at the Calgary airport. I will get a new one soon... after I get my income tax refund!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-875597069086660230?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/875597069086660230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=875597069086660230' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/875597069086660230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/875597069086660230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2008/03/cameraless.html' title='Cameraless'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R-pnpXKb94I/AAAAAAAAAYc/q11U7A6PFiM/s72-c/winter+rabbit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-517120809944101311</id><published>2008-03-05T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T08:01:10.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdomless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R88B8iYGv6I/AAAAAAAAAXk/bsBL1q1YEXQ/s1600-h/IMG_4881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174356636403679138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R88B8iYGv6I/AAAAAAAAAXk/bsBL1q1YEXQ/s400/IMG_4881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boyfriend bought me flowers! He even set them up for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174357624246157234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R88C2CYGv7I/AAAAAAAAAXs/7dW-nl0s9tY/s400/IMG_4894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;One day I played with Lester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174359110304841666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R88EMiYGv8I/AAAAAAAAAX0/ayNoQ6Vw4gc/s400/IMG_4904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Last Friday, Boyfriend drove me to my appointment to get my wisdom teeth removed. This is me afterwards. I felt funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174359965003333586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R88E-SYGv9I/AAAAAAAAAX8/4aYHKpZbneY/s400/IMG_4937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It just so happened that the man came to work on our floors that day, so Lester spent some time at my parent's house with me while I "recovered". He met a cat and a rabbit. I think he had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174360716622610402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R88FqCYGv-I/AAAAAAAAAYE/PSZ9iCEEeuM/s400/IMG_4917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Look! Here is evidence that I got to sleep through the "operation", which I very much recommend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174369452586090482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R88NmiYGv_I/AAAAAAAAAYM/vto-skNOqzg/s400/IMG_4946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I survived on the treats that Boyfriend bought me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174373507035217922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R88RSiYGwAI/AAAAAAAAAYU/9NXoWQoCks8/s400/jello.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And my sister and mommy made me Jello!&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I wouldn't do it again, but it feels good to know I wont have to!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-517120809944101311?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/517120809944101311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=517120809944101311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/517120809944101311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/517120809944101311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2008/03/wisdomless.html' title='Wisdomless'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R88B8iYGv6I/AAAAAAAAAXk/bsBL1q1YEXQ/s72-c/IMG_4881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-1159502690372953502</id><published>2008-02-20T14:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T14:42:32.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R7ysvPcmH3I/AAAAAAAAAXc/LJeUS0KLM6E/s1600-h/lesterlilguy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169196399914786674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R7ysvPcmH3I/AAAAAAAAAXc/LJeUS0KLM6E/s400/lesterlilguy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                             Something Cute.&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/4486812200342980861-1159502690372953502?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1159502690372953502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=1159502690372953502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1159502690372953502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1159502690372953502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2008/02/cute_20.html' title='Cute'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R7ysvPcmH3I/AAAAAAAAAXc/LJeUS0KLM6E/s72-c/lesterlilguy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-2844470961845487373</id><published>2008-02-13T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T08:44:43.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R7MZyfcmHwI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BKQnjx07hE4/s1600-h/IMG_4834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166501552749682434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R7MZyfcmHwI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BKQnjx07hE4/s400/IMG_4834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right now there is a big hole in my livingroom floor. It has been this way for many weeks. A man is supposed to be coming to work on it today... I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166503013038563106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R7MbHfcmHyI/AAAAAAAAAWw/GHYZdJOLPM8/s400/IMG_4849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;           I went to my parent's house to find my skates, and I saw this owl. The owl was sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166503945046466354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R7Mb9vcmHzI/AAAAAAAAAW4/5iVzp6LM0bo/s400/IMG_4841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                         This is a cat I know. She likes to drink from a glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166504584996593474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R7Mci_cmH0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/WkK0HserkYk/s400/IMG_4858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Have you ever taken pictures while driving? Don't.. for 2 reasons. #1. They turn out ugly. #2. Danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166505023083257682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R7Mc8fcmH1I/AAAAAAAAAXI/geklq0smUcM/s400/sunomono.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                            As far as I know, I will be eating this dish tonight.&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/4486812200342980861-2844470961845487373?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2844470961845487373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=2844470961845487373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/2844470961845487373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/2844470961845487373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2008/02/poetry.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R7MZyfcmHwI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BKQnjx07hE4/s72-c/IMG_4834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-6138370450171962671</id><published>2008-02-06T07:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T07:06:21.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a</title><content type='html'>new job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-6138370450171962671?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6138370450171962671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=6138370450171962671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6138370450171962671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6138370450171962671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-got.html' title='I got a'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-6628613856745449500</id><published>2008-01-16T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T10:37:05.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>News Flash... a rash</title><content type='html'>These last few weeks have been interesting. It all started with a random piece of food... I don't know what it was, but it got stuck in my wisdom tooth area, and caused an INFECTION. Just after Christmas I was feeling very ill, but wasn't sure why. At this time, something was happening in my mouth and it needed to be attended to, so I went to the dentist. I like my dentist. He likes my dad a lot. He gave me these:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156136942325436306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R45HOwyTj5I/AAAAAAAAAVw/fnrsY2pIMZY/s400/IMG_4831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After two days or so, I could close my mouth properly again, and no more drool! I tend to follow directions very carefully (and with these types of medications they tell you to finish the bottle), so I continued taking the pills every six hours exactly. (Exactly means that I woke myself up at 5:30 every morning to take a pill... I love following directions!) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the 8th day, I woke up with spots on my face. Unfortunately I wasn't alarmed because this can happen from time to time on my face...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later on in the day I concluded that the strawberries I ate the day before caused the issue, as I am sporadically allergic to them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I continued to take the pills. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That evening, when I went to a movie with Boyfriend, two other boys and Tyson Shwaluk, I saw myself in the mirror after the movie and got scared. My face was getting really red and bumpy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had never had a reaction like this from strawberries before and the thought crossed my mind about the pills, but i'm an idiot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I continued to take the pills.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I woke up the next morning I looked like this:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R45LLAyTj6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/WNmr3DTYAnk/s1600-h/IMG_4743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156141275947437986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R45LLAyTj6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/WNmr3DTYAnk/s200/IMG_4743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R45LjgyTj7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/31wl532tDVM/s1600-h/IMG_4747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156141696854233010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R45LjgyTj7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/31wl532tDVM/s200/IMG_4747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156142113466060738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R45L7wyTj8I/AAAAAAAAAWI/VfkhVlmYdJM/s200/IMG_4814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156142517192986578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R45MTQyTj9I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/WcLLJEiW3gM/s320/IMG_4823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This one is with calamine lotion... it was ITCHY!! So, needless to say, I was scared, and very itchy. I was spotted from my face to the bottom of my feet... at this point I stopped taking the pills. It has taken about 5 days to get back to my non-itchy rashy self, and I am very glad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The lesson I learned is that an allergic reaction can happen even if you've been taking a certain pill for a week already. I hope you learned something too.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156144149280559074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R45NyQyTj-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/RgS0OkqOGak/s400/IMG_4729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my sister had a birthday, and my other sister put a bag on her head at the party. It was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-6628613856745449500?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6628613856745449500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=6628613856745449500' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6628613856745449500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6628613856745449500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2008/01/news-flash-rash.html' title='News Flash... a rash'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R45HOwyTj5I/AAAAAAAAAVw/fnrsY2pIMZY/s72-c/IMG_4831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-7421307279131458415</id><published>2007-12-13T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T11:27:43.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mousey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R2GGmGxgEuI/AAAAAAAAAVo/AVAiqpGSxNo/s1600-h/IMG_4515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143540238645203682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R2GGmGxgEuI/AAAAAAAAAVo/AVAiqpGSxNo/s400/IMG_4515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I wanted to talk about something very dear to Lester. Mousey is lester's very best friend. 98.4% of my time is spent searching for Mousey under the couch, behind doorways and anywhere else he ends up. So far I have patched up Mousey on one occasion, but I have a feeling he will have several operations in the near future. Sometimes Mousey is missing for weeks, and suddenly he comes back into our lives. Lester carries Mousey with him everywhere. This is love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-7421307279131458415?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7421307279131458415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=7421307279131458415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7421307279131458415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7421307279131458415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/12/mousey.html' title='Mousey'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R2GGmGxgEuI/AAAAAAAAAVo/AVAiqpGSxNo/s72-c/IMG_4515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-8796013756137748895</id><published>2007-11-21T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T16:06:36.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A month, huh?</title><content type='html'>Wowee! It has been a while since I hung out in Bloggsville. A lot of stuff happens at this time of year, but there is no excuse. Maybe nothing exciting has happened! Let us fill the void with pictures of Lester.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135447145333048466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R0TF-ExexJI/AAAAAAAAAVI/6c2Lhk6I3Co/s320/IMG_4426.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Lester on the couch. He likes to run and jump off of it in order to leave as many marks as possible. I find it hard to get/stay mad at him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135447729448600738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R0TGgExexKI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/svh0DaTnQ_M/s320/IMG_4431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is Lester playing "hang off the side of the couch". It is cute as well as harmless for all involved.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135448184715134130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R0TG6kxexLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SCjoXzOBwRk/s320/IMG_4452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is Lester playing in the sink. Every morning (and sometimes night) he hangs out in the sink and around it while I get ready for my day. A lot of playtime occurs in this room. The bathtub is the most common place to find Lester when he wants to play.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135448897679705282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R0THkExexMI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zeuHLzXXbUo/s320/IMG_4453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night there was an ambulance outside the apartment at 1AM. I tried to snoop, but I couldn't tell who it was. Boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-8796013756137748895?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8796013756137748895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=8796013756137748895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/8796013756137748895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/8796013756137748895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/11/month-huh.html' title='A month, huh?'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/R0TF-ExexJI/AAAAAAAAAVI/6c2Lhk6I3Co/s72-c/IMG_4426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-4657811374909055504</id><published>2007-10-31T11:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T11:42:03.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new pal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyjJ8NcEZxI/AAAAAAAAAU4/TB4DtjGB_7o/s1600-h/IMG_4303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127570211998033682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyjJ8NcEZxI/AAAAAAAAAU4/TB4DtjGB_7o/s320/IMG_4303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         Yesterday was a very special day. It started out with a pretty scene on Furby St.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127572166208153378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyjLt9cEZyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/6ILBASe1yLA/s320/IMG_4304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                              It ended with a new friend. This is Lester!&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/4486812200342980861-4657811374909055504?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4657811374909055504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=4657811374909055504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/4657811374909055504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/4657811374909055504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-new-pal.html' title='Our new pal.'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyjJ8NcEZxI/AAAAAAAAAU4/TB4DtjGB_7o/s72-c/IMG_4303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-54655322655033593</id><published>2007-10-30T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T11:13:35.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins Continued...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RydtSdcEZqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/CnvFWrFfZfs/s1600-h/IMG_4202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127186864692029090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RydtSdcEZqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/CnvFWrFfZfs/s400/IMG_4202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                     I carved this terrible pumpkin on Saturday. It is crying because it is so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127188234786596530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyduiNcEZrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/2VC-WuwDj-w/s400/IMG_4205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                            I also got to play with some special cats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rydu_tcEZsI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/NjeOKuNgSlQ/s1600-h/IMG_4267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127188741592737474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rydu_tcEZsI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/NjeOKuNgSlQ/s200/IMG_4267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RydvedcEZtI/AAAAAAAAAUY/5M7i8E-J1yc/s1600-h/IMG_4191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127189269873714898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RydvedcEZtI/AAAAAAAAAUY/5M7i8E-J1yc/s200/IMG_4191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many fun things happened that night! We went to a show too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am bad at pretending to drink in a car.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127192134616901346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RydyFNcEZuI/AAAAAAAAAUg/NtWjosxdxaQ/s320/sisandme.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                     I love my sister!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127192735912322802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RydyoNcEZvI/AAAAAAAAAUo/tAL9_u8rQbI/s320/IMG_4295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                      At the show I had a caesar, and it had a pickle in it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the show, sister came over and we had a sleepover! In the morning we had cereal! In other news, something special is happening to Boyfriend and me! I can only give one clue...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127193831128983298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rydzn9cEZwI/AAAAAAAAAUw/bGDLG4SM6Js/s320/whoisit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          Look for more clues coming soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-54655322655033593?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/54655322655033593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=54655322655033593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/54655322655033593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/54655322655033593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumpkins-continued.html' title='Pumpkins Continued...'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RydtSdcEZqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/CnvFWrFfZfs/s72-c/IMG_4202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-1321783108868567272</id><published>2007-10-27T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T13:46:16.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food &amp; Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyOiodcEZmI/AAAAAAAAATk/UVGeU_KyFas/s1600-h/IMG_4175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126119616858580578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyOiodcEZmI/AAAAAAAAATk/UVGeU_KyFas/s400/IMG_4175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The doctor told me I have to start eating healthier, so I am! (for now) Look what I had for lunch!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126120033470408306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyOjAtcEZnI/AAAAAAAAATs/VblPI7p-ch8/s400/IMG_4180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I also exercised at work with my cousin. We play a game called tape ball. It involves pool skimmers and a ball of tape!&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/4486812200342980861-1321783108868567272?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1321783108868567272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=1321783108868567272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1321783108868567272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1321783108868567272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/10/food-fun.html' title='Food &amp; Fun'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyOiodcEZmI/AAAAAAAAATk/UVGeU_KyFas/s72-c/IMG_4175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-1791820515447720862</id><published>2007-10-26T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T13:47:06.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyJRMumXULI/AAAAAAAAATc/0gYAJHH8M6U/s1600-h/IMG_4172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125748605010268338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyJRMumXULI/AAAAAAAAATc/0gYAJHH8M6U/s400/IMG_4172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This afternoon while I was at work, my cousin came running in to say that there was a giant pumpkin outside and that I HAD to see it. He said "Bring your camera!". We ran across the parking lot, and this is what was there. A big pumpkin.&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/4486812200342980861-1791820515447720862?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1791820515447720862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=1791820515447720862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1791820515447720862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1791820515447720862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumpkin.html' title='Pumpkin!'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyJRMumXULI/AAAAAAAAATc/0gYAJHH8M6U/s72-c/IMG_4172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-5220275367005887124</id><published>2007-10-25T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T10:09:53.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunsets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyDKEOmXUII/AAAAAAAAATE/NOMhj-P68a8/s1600-h/IMG_4160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125318549934919810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyDKEOmXUII/AAAAAAAAATE/NOMhj-P68a8/s400/IMG_4160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night I was driving down Kenaston after work, on my way to a customer's house, when I saw a sunset. It seemed nice, but I took this while I was driving. It's hard to take a picture while driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125320830562554002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyDMI-mXUJI/AAAAAAAAATM/l0VpAfEQi_s/s400/IMG_3159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Right now I am cat-sitting this cat, and another. I like cat-sitting because you get to play with them, and they want lots of attention. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125321758275489954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyDM--mXUKI/AAAAAAAAATU/sxi_M13oVLg/s400/IMG_1959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Boyfriend is on a trip to visit this cat, (and his brother). Boyfriend and I are in the process of looking at cats. He wants one like this. We are going to look again on Monday. I'm excited!&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/4486812200342980861-5220275367005887124?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5220275367005887124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=5220275367005887124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/5220275367005887124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/5220275367005887124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/10/sunsets.html' title='Sunsets'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RyDKEOmXUII/AAAAAAAAATE/NOMhj-P68a8/s72-c/IMG_4160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-5398681276176511580</id><published>2007-10-01T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T12:54:37.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RwFNSOVtLXI/AAAAAAAAASc/lOXCQxwTNNI/s1600-h/IMG_4110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116455627151715698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RwFNSOVtLXI/AAAAAAAAASc/lOXCQxwTNNI/s320/IMG_4110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Sunday I went out of town with my family. We walked around the Interlake area. We've been going there for ten years or so. It's nostalgic. I drove a vehicle for the first time in THIS field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116457834764905858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RwFPSuVtLYI/AAAAAAAAASk/NjYWx17WN0w/s320/IMG_4126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This cemetery is called Willowview Cemetery. When I was younger, I believed that you had to hold your breath as you passed one. My dad used to stop the car in front of this cemetery, so I couldn't hold my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116458861262089618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RwFQOeVtLZI/AAAAAAAAASs/mbNookWm1N0/s320/IMG_4135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                 At the end of the day, the sun went down.&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/4486812200342980861-5398681276176511580?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5398681276176511580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=5398681276176511580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/5398681276176511580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/5398681276176511580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/10/out-of-town.html' title='Out of town'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RwFNSOVtLXI/AAAAAAAAASc/lOXCQxwTNNI/s72-c/IMG_4110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-6523752186049288718</id><published>2007-09-26T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:57:06.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday, Zoo, Petting Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqJwOVtLCI/AAAAAAAAAP0/l34Ws-TnwWM/s1600-h/IMG_3839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114551788408482850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqJwOVtLCI/AAAAAAAAAP0/l34Ws-TnwWM/s320/IMG_3839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Saturday, I had the day off work, so Boyfriend and I went to the Zoo! This owl was eating some chicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqMSuVtLDI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ua6GRlNjAiY/s1600-h/IMG_3861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114554580137225266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqMSuVtLDI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ua6GRlNjAiY/s320/IMG_3861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This cat was large, and looked sort of sad.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114558226564459586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqPm-VtLEI/AAAAAAAAAQE/cYZg5I70z10/s200/IMG_3895.JPG" border="0" /&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;div&gt;                                      There was a bird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114558883694455890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqQNOVtLFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-r_hd7OfgDA/s320/IMG_3902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                   This was a llama type of animal. It kept looking at me. I captured it on film.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114559798522489954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqRCeVtLGI/AAAAAAAAAQU/g0qNVeg97Xs/s320/IMG_3918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                           This chicken was running around everywhere!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114560584501505138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqRwOVtLHI/AAAAAAAAAQc/22M_Y81IUMA/s320/IMG_3920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      What kind of animal is this? It looked like a cow, but it's tail was like another animal. I was  scared, but tried to move on.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114561615293656194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqSsOVtLII/AAAAAAAAAQk/qAehyjVZN-4/s320/IMG_3955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That night, I went bowling for my birthday! Some close special friends and relatives came too!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114564273878412434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqVG-VtLJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/70Tj1Aln0gs/s320/IMG_3961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                 I probably got something good on this shot!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114564965368147106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqVvOVtLKI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/WS6SZyBA-dk/s320/IMG_4011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                             The next day, I saw some really big zucchinis!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114566889513495730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqXfOVtLLI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/CHdg1DQTPNs/s320/IMG_4015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                 I went to the petting zoo with this lil' guy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114567885945908418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqYZOVtLMI/AAAAAAAAARE/549LcO8QmHE/s320/IMG_4026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                          He got to pat the bunnies!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqY-OVtLNI/AAAAAAAAARM/b3yxRB4vUDQ/s1600-h/IMG_4035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114568521601068242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqY-OVtLNI/AAAAAAAAARM/b3yxRB4vUDQ/s200/IMG_4035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqZf-VtLOI/AAAAAAAAARU/EHQleMQN_SI/s1600-h/IMG_4033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114569101421653218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqZf-VtLOI/AAAAAAAAARU/EHQleMQN_SI/s200/IMG_4033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awww!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                Awww!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114575380663839986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqfNeVtLPI/AAAAAAAAARc/pDdm8QPAedg/s320/IMG_4039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                           I think he's reaching for the food!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114575801570635010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rvqfl-VtLQI/AAAAAAAAARk/9FoWhXIcz0U/s320/IMG_4040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                               Animals!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114576441520762130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqgLOVtLRI/AAAAAAAAARs/9fB9lo4VjO0/s320/IMG_4046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                          This turkey is named Mr. Guts. He is disgusting.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114577639816637730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqhQ-VtLSI/AAAAAAAAAR0/yAiYZDOKCck/s320/IMG_4059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awww... This is an alpaca! His name is Chip. At one point, I was standing on the other side of his pen, trying to fix something on my camera, and he kept coming over and peeking at me!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqnE-VtLTI/AAAAAAAAAR8/1D2OBh40yGI/s1600-h/IMG_4063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114584030727974194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqnE-VtLTI/AAAAAAAAAR8/1D2OBh40yGI/s200/IMG_4063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqoAeVtLUI/AAAAAAAAASE/fwZgC77ZLfI/s1600-h/IMG_4064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114585052930190658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqoAeVtLUI/AAAAAAAAASE/fwZgC77ZLfI/s200/IMG_4064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lil' guy liked playing in the hay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114586182506589522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqpCOVtLVI/AAAAAAAAASM/5NIXE_3wkPY/s320/IMG_4074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                 Who could love a goat?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114586865406389602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rvqpp-VtLWI/AAAAAAAAASU/-bCX2QZI0lE/s320/IMG_4080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                               Boyfriend loves bunnies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                  I had a great weekend, and it seemed long. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-6523752186049288718?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6523752186049288718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=6523752186049288718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6523752186049288718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6523752186049288718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/09/birthday-zoo-petting-zoo.html' title='Birthday, Zoo, Petting Zoo'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvqJwOVtLCI/AAAAAAAAAP0/l34Ws-TnwWM/s72-c/IMG_3839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-9036596738269705386</id><published>2007-09-18T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T11:49:27.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvAVwv5KAsI/AAAAAAAAAPU/0Cq40Ohqgig/s1600-h/IMG_3813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111609504299614914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvAVwv5KAsI/AAAAAAAAAPU/0Cq40Ohqgig/s400/IMG_3813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Hailey the dog. We met the other day. She visited me at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111613880871289554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvAZvf5KAtI/AAAAAAAAAPc/0I0ir2i6C8M/s400/IMG_3817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She had been on a long walk, so she was thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111614671145272034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvAadf5KAuI/AAAAAAAAAPk/p2_Yyq9tKLU/s400/IMG_3815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She knocked over the container, to reveal fantastic art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, last night I bowled in a league as a spare for my cousin. It was fun. I did ok. I like bowling a lot.&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/4486812200342980861-9036596738269705386?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/9036596738269705386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=9036596738269705386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/9036596738269705386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/9036596738269705386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog.html' title='Blog'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RvAVwv5KAsI/AAAAAAAAAPU/0Cq40Ohqgig/s72-c/IMG_3813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-7089133897829290036</id><published>2007-09-11T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T11:31:19.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food &amp; Animals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RubI5Xlbx-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/E5iSQp33CEM/s1600-h/IMG_3776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108991715207530466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RubI5Xlbx-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/E5iSQp33CEM/s400/IMG_3776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Sunday, I went to Kam Ho restaurant with three of my sisters and some boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108992737409746930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RubJ03lbx_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/e9LN-lnfltA/s400/IMG_3778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dog walked by. Boyfriend and I tend to like the same dogs.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108993166906476546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RubKN3lbyAI/AAAAAAAAAOU/U8ym6v6sp1s/s400/IMG_3790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandas. They are everywhere. When we went camping, a kid riding his bike was yelling what sounded like "Prepare for Panda Domination!" I am starting to prepare.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108993931410655250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RubK6XlbyBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/bJQVWrrn8wU/s400/IMG_3796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister at the dim sum table. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108994472576534562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RubLZ3lbyCI/AAAAAAAAAOk/x5NcUqpFO0A/s400/IMG_3806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the restaurant, we went to the BIG Petland on Pembina! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109010733322717234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RubaMXlbyDI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ldJ5Z0GGOcw/s400/IMG_3807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my sisters liked this bunny. It was very cuddly.. but we have a very cuddly rabbit at home, so we don't need a new one.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109011270193629250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RubarnlbyEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oL449y2lAms/s400/IMG_3808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cat looked like my friend Telly, but then he lifted his head. Still a nice colour.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109012352525387858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RubbqnlbyFI/AAAAAAAAAO8/o2d3WFGf1kE/s400/IMG_3809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this bird. He looked a little mischievous. I think he liked posing for the shot.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109013812814268514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rubc_nlbyGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_quOE-qzDOI/s400/quail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Petland, we went to Pet Traders. You can buy a Japanese Quail. I want a quail. They are $24.99. my mom says I can't get one.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109014607383218290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rubdt3lbyHI/AAAAAAAAAPM/eWjog4u0Ptc/s400/IMG_3811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, on Sunday evening, I baked cookies. I found out that my smallest cookie tray does not fit in my oven. I put them at a weird angle, and they burned. The rest of the batches were baked on a pizza pan. None of them burned. I ate only cookies yesterday. I had one today. I think they taste great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-7089133897829290036?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7089133897829290036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=7089133897829290036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7089133897829290036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7089133897829290036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/09/food-animals.html' title='Food &amp; Animals'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RubI5Xlbx-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/E5iSQp33CEM/s72-c/IMG_3776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-7660186162453925941</id><published>2007-09-10T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T16:04:33.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuWk_3lbxpI/AAAAAAAAALc/Xnf9aLYG54U/s1600-h/IMG_3563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108670769481369234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuWk_3lbxpI/AAAAAAAAALc/Xnf9aLYG54U/s400/IMG_3563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went camping with my sister and her friends last weekend. I really needed to get away for once this summer. We started out the trip by smashing the stereo with all sorts of objects, including a mini saw. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108672685036783266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuWmvXlbxqI/AAAAAAAAALk/HJFxAWL_9G0/s400/IMG_3569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We waited outside this Liquor Mart in Lac Du Bonnet, for it to open. You should have seen the rush of people at noon. It was amazing... like a parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuWnaHlbxrI/AAAAAAAAALs/OQybuP6s-NU/s1600-h/IMG_3574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108673419476190898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuWnaHlbxrI/AAAAAAAAALs/OQybuP6s-NU/s320/IMG_3574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I met Sam when we first got to our campsite. I knew it would be a good weekend!&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;I didn't touch him, but my sister's friend petted him and said he was soft. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuWpBHlbxsI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NyhvUcK4dIs/s1600-h/IMG_3576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108675189002716866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuWpBHlbxsI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NyhvUcK4dIs/s320/IMG_3576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our campsite. The tent closest to the front was very difficult to set up. It took 5 people.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108677594184402642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuWrNHlbxtI/AAAAAAAAAL8/yKPoa6HYrkc/s400/IMG_3580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the first glance I had of nature. It's not the most impressive falls in Manitoba, but it did the trick for me.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108679286401517282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuWsvnlbxuI/AAAAAAAAAME/PYLswr-F3eg/s400/IMG_3581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Other direction.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108680871244449522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 3px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 2px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="197" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuWuL3lbxvI/AAAAAAAAAMM/7uit2Oq_iA8/s400/IMG_3588.JPG" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108691428274063106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuW3yXlbxwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/id04fJ_QDgI/s400/IMG_3590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the lake... well, one of two in the area. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108692403231639314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuW4rHlbxxI/AAAAAAAAAMc/0ehAiPBkDZ8/s400/IMG_3589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the "jumping rock". It is commonly used to jump off of. The woman in blue seemed a little afraid, and unsure. I don't think she ever ended up jumping. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108693983779604258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuW6HHlbxyI/AAAAAAAAAMk/NJuNU1SJzXI/s400/IMG_3597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went on an adventure up the "mountain". We got a little lost for a bit, and I separated from the group!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108695126240905010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuW7JnlbxzI/AAAAAAAAAMs/MQwGBRuJBXg/s400/IMG_3604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The top of the hill was awesome! The pictures don't really show how high up we were. It was high. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108698437660690242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuW-KXlbx0I/AAAAAAAAAM0/X1U448k5C4s/s400/IMG_3620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At first, I was scared to walk close to the edge.. but eventually I DID IT!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108699253704476498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuW-53lbx1I/AAAAAAAAAM8/clIKpV0OFWo/s400/IMG_3628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I found this shirt off the path behind a rock. It may be evidence of foul play.. so I figured I should document it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108702642433673058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuXB_Hlbx2I/AAAAAAAAANE/CuxpiNNKt1Y/s400/cookin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We made a fire and cooked hot dogs! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108703187894519666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuXCe3lbx3I/AAAAAAAAANM/iVGxtD4pGY4/s400/IMG_3660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We tried to make boiled water, but that turned out to be terrifying. I was given quite thorough instruction beforehand, on the use of the stove, but it didn't do what it was supposed to do. Needless to say, we put out the fire, and didn't use the stove ever again.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108704905881438082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuXEC3lbx4I/AAAAAAAAANU/ZdRiowJWNtM/s400/IMG_3713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In the morning, I got up early and went for some nature walks by myself. This was the reason I came on the trip. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108708178646517650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuXHBXlbx5I/AAAAAAAAANc/wiKFJqLG5GI/s400/IMG_3716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The forest was really pretty, and there was a lot of moss, and mushrooms.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108713774988904386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuXMHHlbx8I/AAAAAAAAAN0/jNSQSA-L6LY/s400/IMG_3750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108708668272789410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuXHd3lbx6I/AAAAAAAAANk/TLCuuxgQkzc/s400/IMG_3734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I saw three Grouse. It was very exciting for me, and I struggled to contain my excitement whilst photographing them. I kind of know how it feels for those people who end up with fuzzy shots of Bigfoot. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108712636822570930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuXLE3lbx7I/AAAAAAAAANs/K5XkpZfDWZc/s400/IMG_3739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Speaking of fuzzy... I found a "dead" stuffed animal.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108714565262886866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuXM1Hlbx9I/AAAAAAAAAN8/Q7XbfIMc9Q8/s400/IMG_3626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I had a very nice time on our trip. I LOVE NATURE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-7660186162453925941?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7660186162453925941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=7660186162453925941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7660186162453925941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7660186162453925941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/09/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RuWk_3lbxpI/AAAAAAAAALc/Xnf9aLYG54U/s72-c/IMG_3563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-119292081272718785</id><published>2007-08-29T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T09:21:36.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These Days</title><content type='html'>&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RtWQ3HlbxfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5cm2mgnhNtY/s1600-h/IMG_3463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104145029297587698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" height="209" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RtWQ3HlbxfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5cm2mgnhNtY/s400/IMG_3463.JPG" width="392" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a new cat in my life. Her name is Glora. I already like her a lot. She lives at my sister's house with three other cats. She is the loudest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RtWSEHlbxgI/AAAAAAAAAKU/6_nT9yo-cf8/s1600-h/IMG_3464.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104146352147514882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RtWSEHlbxgI/AAAAAAAAAKU/6_nT9yo-cf8/s400/IMG_3464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On Saturday, Boyfriend and I hosted a birthday night for him and Tyson Shwaluk. This cake was made by a very special girl .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She really captured the essence of the two boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104147159601366546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RtWSzHlbxhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/upuzvQ481Sc/s400/IMG_3471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the birthday boys! (Tyson Shwaluk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104147765191755298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RtWTWXlbxiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2G6K2j8WOwg/s400/IMG_3476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lighting the candles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104148353602274866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RtWT4nlbxjI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZRMxreXT6MM/s400/IMG_3494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lucky piece!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104149710811940418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RtWVHnlbxkI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Om0MHhXtKCA/s400/IMG_3495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The day after the party, on the way to the vehicle, boyfriend and I found this cat. Originally it was under a wheelchair, and the rider and pusher were trying to avoid squishing it. After they left, we played with it. Boyfriend let the cat crawl under him. Unfortunately, when we wanted to drive away, the cat wanted to go under the vehicle. I distracted it, and jumped in very fast. What a treat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104152700109178450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RtWX1nlbxlI/AAAAAAAAAK8/k15D77afB9U/s400/IMG_3504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night I felt sickly, so I made some soup for supper. I ate it in bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104153129605908066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RtWYOnlbxmI/AAAAAAAAALE/L-8enUylhL0/s400/IMG_3505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also had some tea. I've been drinking "white" tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104154280657143410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RtWZRnlbxnI/AAAAAAAAALM/s7vG7JHMznw/s400/IMG_3500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was feeling sick, I saw a rainbow and it helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104156728788502146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RtWbgHlbxoI/AAAAAAAAALU/UnAGhbWh6WM/s400/carey.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, at work, a guy came in who worked here 5 years ago, when I first started. He was kinda scary. He had a wad of $20 000 in his hand, and he said I could hold. it. When he walked, he sounded like Santa Claus... but I don't know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-119292081272718785?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/119292081272718785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=119292081272718785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/119292081272718785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/119292081272718785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/08/these-days.html' title='These Days'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RtWQ3HlbxfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5cm2mgnhNtY/s72-c/IMG_3463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-5809791808501469948</id><published>2007-08-24T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T08:38:22.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghosts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rs8KrnlbxXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/01mdLuSR_G4/s1600-h/IMG_3403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102308647310706034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="169" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rs8KrnlbxXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/01mdLuSR_G4/s400/IMG_3403.JPG" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wednesday was boyfriend's birthday! I am pretty sure he had a good day.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102315648107398530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rs8RDHlbxYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/n-N-BIY5wGA/s400/IMG_3404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I got him a cake! It was large and we had a lot of trouble fitting it into the freezer. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102359353694602658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rs84zHlbxaI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0glq_B-fomQ/s400/IMG_3415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rs86Y3lbxbI/AAAAAAAAAJs/nzhnTeJJmrE/s1600-h/IMG_3420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102361101746292146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rs86Y3lbxbI/AAAAAAAAAJs/nzhnTeJJmrE/s400/IMG_3420.JPG" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night I went to a spooky place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rs8R4HlbxZI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Z96aJlFElm0/s1600-h/IMG_3410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102316558640465298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="194" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rs8R4HlbxZI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Z96aJlFElm0/s400/IMG_3410.JPG" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, boyfriend, some special girls and Tyson Shwaluk took me to a ghost walk. What happens is, you walk around and meet ghosts. The ghosts seemed like they were still living. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rs9FbXlbxcI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/zFajwZBCd6s/s1600-h/IMG_3429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102373239323870658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="181" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rs9FbXlbxcI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/zFajwZBCd6s/s400/IMG_3429.JPG" width="318" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the 10:15 tour! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the scariest one!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102396024125375954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rs9aJnlbxdI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HKkrkJmrV_E/s400/IMG_3432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This house talked to us. It was hard to understand. Kind of a muffled recording. I think it wants to be restored.. because it was asking for donations. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102659971340551650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RtBKNXlbxeI/AAAAAAAAAKE/8Kft7dnDPTE/s400/IMG_3436.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is a campsite after some Northwest company and the Hudson's Bay company fellows had a brawl. You can't tell, but there is a sleeping drunkard in a grey blanket. &lt;p&gt;Overall, I had a good time. It was worth the dollar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-5809791808501469948?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5809791808501469948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=5809791808501469948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/5809791808501469948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/5809791808501469948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/08/ghosts.html' title='Ghosts!'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rs8KrnlbxXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/01mdLuSR_G4/s72-c/IMG_3403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-6519183909627704078</id><published>2007-08-07T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T10:09:09.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimli</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RriAO-ZlgwI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YkD36bl2ybA/s1600-h/IMG_3264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095963973126554370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RriAO-ZlgwI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YkD36bl2ybA/s400/IMG_3264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The other day, my sister and I played with a chemical at work. We poured it behind the store. It started foaming and I was pretty sure we had created a monster. This picture was taken several minutes later when it had calmed down. While we were behind the store, concerned for the planet's wellbeing, a customer was impatiently calling to us. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095966593056604946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RriCneZlgxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/OKwtuviwKQY/s400/IMG_3317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She said she'd been waiting in the store for a very long time. It was strange, because we'd only been back there less than two minutes in total. She told me that she wasn't concerned that nobody had been there to help her, but that someone could have stolen our product. She said that someone could have walked in and out five times with our stock in the time we were gone. She said this very rudely. She had a Krevco bottle. This is an artist's rendition of her. (We are tossing a ball)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095968942403715874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RriEwOZlgyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/iMWzt0Mvz2U/s400/IMG_3284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This weekend, my family, and boyfriend and I went to Gimli! My sister pretended to climb some rocks. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095973933155713842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RriJSuZlgzI/AAAAAAAAAIc/jtKdmeiAr8M/s400/IMG_3287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                       Walking on the pier. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095982686299063122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RriRQOZlg1I/AAAAAAAAAIs/wEkYlmdqpQk/s400/IMG_3290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;a lot of kids on the pier.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095978941087580994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RriN2OZlg0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/rFPKH5dUuQk/s400/IMG_3291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                           There was some art on the pier.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095984833782711138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RriTNOZlg2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Kjd-XtMzUig/s400/IMG_3295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                               I like the cat in this picture.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095989639851115378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RriXk-Zlg3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/DHdhbBrl8_o/s400/IMG_3299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  This man wouldn't respond when I asked him where the washroom was. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095990133772354434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RriYBuZlg4I/AAAAAAAAAJE/b0_v9gwkRFE/s400/IMG_3309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to a cottage that my aunt was renting, and this kid kept trying to ride the lawn-donkey. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fun weekend. I also spent the weekend packing and moving to the new apartment! I slept there last night and it was nice. I'm excited to get things unpacked and get living properly again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-6519183909627704078?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6519183909627704078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=6519183909627704078' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6519183909627704078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6519183909627704078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/08/gimli.html' title='Gimli'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RriAO-ZlgwI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YkD36bl2ybA/s72-c/IMG_3264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-4679487040382911948</id><published>2007-08-02T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T07:39:42.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RrHbKuZlgoI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VQ3eY5h3kSw/s1600-h/IMG_3159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094093630833263234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RrHbKuZlgoI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VQ3eY5h3kSw/s400/IMG_3159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Boyfriend's cat. She is shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094094292258226834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RrHbxOZlgpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Gse4g2yTk2Y/s400/IMG_3197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I went to the Harry Potter party in the park! The trees were lit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094094661625414306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="279" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RrHcGuZlgqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/evkCtVPKteg/s400/IMG_3216.JPG" width="394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even the best wizard has to lick his hand.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094095408949723826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RrHcyOZlgrI/AAAAAAAAAHc/aL6Ep72v5ok/s400/IMG_3230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Boyfriend found this owl while I was in line for the new book! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094095791201813186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RrHdIeZlgsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/HWep0N0uCkE/s400/IMG_3242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Last weekend, I went to the zoo... twice. The Eurasian Red Squirrel is one of our favourites. Much cuter than our squirrels. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094096010245145298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RrHdVOZlgtI/AAAAAAAAAHs/JUNasiujCuY/s400/IMG_3254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We were hoping to see some Takin-Barrel action. He knew we were watching. My favourite part of the zoo was when I stood up on a bench and yelled, "Do you like me when I'm taller?" and Quentin made a loud sound that we'd never heard before. It sounded like a no. He's cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094096285123052258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RrHdlOZlguI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-OzYLIV10Dg/s400/IMG_3256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This cheetah wasn't impressed.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094096637310370546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RrHd5uZlgvI/AAAAAAAAAH8/8vKKXTM96AE/s400/IMG_3258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The #1 best thing we saw at the zoo was this wagonload of tortoises. They kept trying to slowly pull themselves up the sides and the girl kept poking them back into the wagon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This coming weekend I am going to my cousin's wedding, moving, and going to Gimli too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-4679487040382911948?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4679487040382911948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=4679487040382911948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/4679487040382911948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/4679487040382911948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/08/lately.html' title='Lately'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RrHbKuZlgoI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VQ3eY5h3kSw/s72-c/IMG_3159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-8565194722748238819</id><published>2007-07-26T15:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T15:33:18.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime</title><content type='html'>Summer is going by very fast! I keep not-blogging! I think i'm going to try to have a really fun weekend so I can do a super blog. Wait for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-8565194722748238819?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8565194722748238819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=8565194722748238819' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/8565194722748238819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/8565194722748238819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/07/summertime.html' title='Summertime'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-7401421126699967390</id><published>2007-07-14T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T10:37:05.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my special girl</title><content type='html'>Blondie was killed yesterday by a raccoon. I feel like it was my fault for blogging about her. I loved her very much and will miss her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-7401421126699967390?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7401421126699967390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=7401421126699967390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7401421126699967390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7401421126699967390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-special-girl.html' title='my special girl'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-7225178266308351626</id><published>2007-07-12T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T11:51:32.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from the past</title><content type='html'>&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RpZISDIktUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nJwZMtY0Wbs/s1600-h/IMG_3021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086332304077665602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RpZISDIktUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nJwZMtY0Wbs/s400/IMG_3021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess I'm totally living in the past with these pictures, but I think it's important stuff. &lt;/div&gt;This bison was either stuck to, or eating this tree branch. I didn't notice when I took the picture.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086336289807316306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RpZL6DIktVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/KM7QUOFQ_9o/s400/IMG_3038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a terrible picture of Sharky the catfish. He likes it when I sit on the rock and watch him. The more exciting part that you cannot see, was the kid sitting beside me watching me watch sharky. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086338441585931618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RpZN3TIktWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/_i-Bv2_5pMg/s400/IMG_3047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These raccoons had a big crowd around them, and a lady was trying to touch them. A girl I know who works at the zoo told her not to touch them because they can bite, and that they carry diseases. When she walked away, the woman said "At least they are nicer than you! As if these raccoons carry diseases." Then she proceeded to go back to trying to touch them. I hope she gets a disease. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086350665062856050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RpZY-zIktXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Vv9PNazizyY/s400/IMG_3054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This guy was an inch away from me and he seemed not to mind that. I tried to get a clear shot of him, but a kid came and jumped in front. I continued on to other animals.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086351390912329090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RpZZpDIktYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/j9IEryp-T5c/s400/IMG_2959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quinton is one of the main reasons I go to the zoo. He is most likely the cutest animal they have ever had. I wish he was closer to the gates, so I could see him more often.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086359641544504722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RpZhJTIktZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CjGj4HJAQkY/s400/IMG_3057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That day I visited my rabbits. This cute girl is over 8 years old. Very special rabbit. She will eat anything. My sister found her near Pan Am Pool. When we got her, I was afraid of her because her eyes seemed to glow red all the time. Over the years, I have grown very attached to her. If I could keep a rabbit at my apartment, I would choose her. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086361578574755234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RpZi6DIktaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VsYRWGQqJLs/s400/IMG_3064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This girl is a little younger (6). Her name is Blondie. Spanky and Jack made her in a puddle the day before Spanky was killed by an owl. Thats what makes her special. Jack was killed last year by a raccoon, and Blondie's best friend Tootie died in the same week. She's been through a lot. She still seems pretty happy, and she likes to eat anything green.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086371066157512114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RpZriTIktbI/AAAAAAAAAGs/9XBNVdRYaAg/s400/IMG_3086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last Saturday was my mom's birthday and Sunday was my second eldest sister's birthday. The sister in the picture got her a great dog poster. I didn't get her anything.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086383577397245378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RpZ26jIktcI/AAAAAAAAAG0/kFGvVC8Lds0/s400/IMG_3095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The mommy deer came by the party. She has a very shiny coat this year. There are two babies of hers hidden close by!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086384247412143570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RpZ3hjIktdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/q9KBzX3AJLM/s400/IMG_3128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday I was feeling a lot of stress. Then I saw a rainbow. I got happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-7225178266308351626?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7225178266308351626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=7225178266308351626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7225178266308351626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7225178266308351626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/07/pictures-from-past.html' title='Pictures from the past'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RpZISDIktUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nJwZMtY0Wbs/s72-c/IMG_3021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-1959008845248259932</id><published>2007-07-09T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T09:43:00.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogged out?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RpJlWNyPO0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Mrno6nqyKfI/s1600-h/pony2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085238361586613058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RpJlWNyPO0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Mrno6nqyKfI/s400/pony2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I was feeling un-bloggy.. so I made zero entries. It's ok, because it's summertime, and people should be outside enjoying the warm weather before it's suddenly winter again. I took some pictures of the last few weekends, and when I remember to bring the camera to work, I will put some up. I did a lot of fun stuff in the past few weeks, and the least I can do is share it with cyberspace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-1959008845248259932?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1959008845248259932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=1959008845248259932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1959008845248259932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1959008845248259932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/07/blogged-out.html' title='Blogged out?'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RpJlWNyPO0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Mrno6nqyKfI/s72-c/pony2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-1197106953818671534</id><published>2007-06-27T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T07:43:23.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoJ1c9yPOzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ojKGDwXWwNE/s1600-h/TheBessborough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080752470109403954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoJ1c9yPOzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ojKGDwXWwNE/s400/TheBessborough.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boyfriend and I applied for this apartment on Assiniboine. We waited for two weeks to find out whether we got it or not. I called yesterday and they told me it has been re-rented. We are sad, but we spent the evening walking around looking at other apartments that we might like. While walking by a nice apartment, we realized that we knew the people who lived in it, and they let us come inside and have a look. I liked their apartment a lot, and I especially liked that it had a porch. Later when we were walking, and looking at more, another boy we know came out of his apartment and we talked a little about it. He said that the "mice are gone now", which turned me off of that apartment very much. It was nice to look around, but I want to get the ball rolling, and apply for another one as soon as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoJ1UNyPOyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/khnvmFgwRRg/s1600-h/TheBessborough.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-1197106953818671534?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1197106953818671534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=1197106953818671534' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1197106953818671534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1197106953818671534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/06/too-bad.html' title='too bad'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoJ1c9yPOzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ojKGDwXWwNE/s72-c/TheBessborough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-3874129434213953870</id><published>2007-06-26T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T06:43:56.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it was fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoE3TOH5YiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VXAZLez1AsA/s1600-h/IMG_2777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080402657998889506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoE3TOH5YiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VXAZLez1AsA/s200/IMG_2777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This weekend I met Lucy the dog at a BBQ. The BBQ was hosted by a very special girl. The food was good, but the dessert was AMAZING! It tasted just like non-vegan food, but it was for the vegans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a really good time at the BBQ, and I especially liked the storm that occured that night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the other people who were at the BBQ played scrabble. I don't like scrabble anymore, but I LOVE boggle. Maybe next time it will be boggle.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoEiJ-H5YZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gygnetzU7KY/s1600-h/IMG_2771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080379409340916114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoEiJ-H5YZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gygnetzU7KY/s200/IMG_2771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoEisuH5YaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1_HHl6UVNL8/s1600-h/IMG_2770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080380006341370274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoEisuH5YaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1_HHl6UVNL8/s200/IMG_2770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This girl won the first scrabble game. She was very happy, and I was very proud of her for beating the other braniacs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know who won the second game, but it doesn't matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was having too much fun in the sunroom! (it was too hot in the dining room.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080381848882340274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoEkX-H5YbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wQATzYtoZHE/s400/IMG_2799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Also, Tyson Shwaluk was in the sunroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall I had a good time on Saturday. I felt happy afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, Boyfriend, another boy and I drove to the country for a nice visit. We stopped for some cherries at the side of the road, and the man let us taste them first. They were good, so we bought some to take on the drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080383193207103938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoElmOH5YcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/WEyVQlIxUHE/s400/IMG_2816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They were kind of expensive, but you can't stop by a stand and try some fruit and say "hmm... No, actually, I don't want to buy any of your good-tasting fruit". We made a cup out of a piece of paper to put the stems and seeds in, and we were on our way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoE62OH5YjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/pbAahyERAeQ/s1600-h/IMG_2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080406557829194290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoE62OH5YjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/pbAahyERAeQ/s200/IMG_2823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First we stopped by Elie to sightsee.&lt;br /&gt;We saw nothing exciting. I did notice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, that the Elie grocery was the place to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards we went to visit the other boy's father in St. Francois Xavier. He happens to live where my parents, and grandparents lived in the seventies. Back then, however, it was a campground, with a two and a half acre swimming pool. Now it is a big housing development.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080385757302579682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="201" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoEn7eH5YeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_YOHEKfXuV8/s200/IMG_2828.JPG" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason we went there was to visit some baby ducks. They were cute and I wished I could have petted them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoEs6eH5YfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NqimRK5BEyI/s1600-h/IMG_2824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080391237680849394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoEs6eH5YfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NqimRK5BEyI/s200/IMG_2824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After visiting with the ducks for a while, we drove back to the city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out that there was a surprise birthday party for my sister happening in a short time, so we made our way over to the restaurant to wait for her.&lt;br /&gt;when she got to the restaurant, she was not happy. She had been tricked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080392633545220610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoEuLuH5YgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/UYUlYJAZwOU/s200/IMG_2837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I ate some "crisps" and then we headed back to my apartment for a while. We waited for 9:00 PM for the other boy's cute girlfriend to get off work. At that time, we went and picked her up and took her to VJ's for a hamburger, then drove out to the BDI for some ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080393728761881106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoEvLeH5YhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/sXWlRqRDf5Y/s200/IMG_2854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;What a nice end to my weekend. We walked across the bridge, and straight back and Boyfriend drove me home. I enjoyed the entire weekend thoroughly. I hope next weekend will be fun too.&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/4486812200342980861-3874129434213953870?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3874129434213953870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=3874129434213953870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/3874129434213953870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/3874129434213953870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/06/it-was-fun.html' title='it was fun.'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RoE3TOH5YiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VXAZLez1AsA/s72-c/IMG_2777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-7593161541545927234</id><published>2007-06-22T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T06:58:46.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Supper with the cousins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RnvUceH5YXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/kcvFgqSAB4k/s1600-h/jaclynmad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078886590377976178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RnvUceH5YXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/kcvFgqSAB4k/s320/jaclynmad.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I went out for supper with my cousins! I had a pineapple and ham pizza, and it was delicious! I also ate a bunch of my cousin's fries, because she had honey dill dipping sauce for them. There were a couple of quarrels between the two of them... and yes I think I joined in a couple of times. Afterwards, they came to see my apartment for the first time. I gave them a freezie. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078885727089549666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RnvTqOH5YWI/AAAAAAAAADs/Z5NA9S08gxk/s320/madvictoria.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my cousins. They are both special. On the way to the restaurant, I had a giggle attack with one of them. I went to bed at 9. I couldn't stay awake, and I was trying to get myself to at least try to watch a movie or something, but my brain kept saying "just go lie down for a bit!". Well, I did, and the night was over. Not bad though. I got a lot of sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-7593161541545927234?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7593161541545927234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=7593161541545927234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7593161541545927234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7593161541545927234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/06/supper-with-cousins.html' title='Supper with the cousins!'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RnvUceH5YXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/kcvFgqSAB4k/s72-c/jaclynmad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-3357029080075208800</id><published>2007-06-20T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T07:12:42.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Brandon Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RnksKuH5YMI/AAAAAAAAACc/_guCGLGE7PA/s1600-h/IMG_2479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078138617528410306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RnksKuH5YMI/AAAAAAAAACc/_guCGLGE7PA/s400/IMG_2479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;              Boyfriend told me that this picture looked cool, but now that I see it up close I dislike it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078139266068472018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RnksweH5YNI/AAAAAAAAACk/Elz-yClzFBU/s400/IMG_2493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;               I'm pretending to drink this. We had some classy drinking glasses in Brandon Town.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078140305450557666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rnkts-H5YOI/AAAAAAAAACs/ZGtS_NYprbs/s400/IMG_2524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                     I don't remember what was so exciting. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078144394259423474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rnkxa-H5YPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/avuU8br8v1g/s400/IMG_2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                               On the way to the social.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078145068569288962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RnkyCOH5YQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fYZBzBBvhmM/s400/IMG_2539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                       This picture says everything that needs to be said.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078146120836276514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rnky_eH5YSI/AAAAAAAAADM/wxwmmE11YIU/s400/IMG_2583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                         After the social. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078146606167580978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RnkzbuH5YTI/AAAAAAAAADU/nSNz68KLWf8/s400/IMG_2603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                Mango pants. A mango was thrown and it splattered everywhere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078146863865618754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RnkzquH5YUI/AAAAAAAAADc/3qs2yi-Rp8s/s400/IMG_2620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                      Other things were thrown. Can you find the banana?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                          That was Brandon. I liked it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078147344901955922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rnk0GuH5YVI/AAAAAAAAADk/9nL6-fkPIBI/s400/IMG_2737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This was last night, during the preliminary storm time. I ended up driving in the scariest rain. I like thunderstorms a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-3357029080075208800?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3357029080075208800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=3357029080075208800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/3357029080075208800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/3357029080075208800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/06/pictures-of-brandon-land.html' title='Pictures of Brandon Land'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RnksKuH5YMI/AAAAAAAAACc/_guCGLGE7PA/s72-c/IMG_2479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-6071324756317417129</id><published>2007-06-19T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T13:42:53.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brandon Time</title><content type='html'>Boyfriend and I went to Brandon this weekend for a social. I had a pretty good time overall. I took a lot of pictures, but my camera is hiding on me, so I figured i'd just talk a little bit today. No, I'll wait for the pictures. They will do a better job of explaining the weekend. Wait for more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-6071324756317417129?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6071324756317417129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=6071324756317417129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6071324756317417129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6071324756317417129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/06/brandon-time.html' title='Brandon Time'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-2429645090221494989</id><published>2007-06-14T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T09:17:32.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RnFnNeH5YLI/AAAAAAAAACU/JS6Sm9O3QcQ/s1600-h/IMG_2455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075951736145404082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RnFnNeH5YLI/AAAAAAAAACU/JS6Sm9O3QcQ/s400/IMG_2455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yum!. This morning I was just sitting at work minding my own business, when these treats appeared on my desk! They were delicious! The round one was a mini cheesecake!! Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-2429645090221494989?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2429645090221494989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=2429645090221494989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/2429645090221494989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/2429645090221494989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/06/sugar-time.html' title='Sugar Time'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RnFnNeH5YLI/AAAAAAAAACU/JS6Sm9O3QcQ/s72-c/IMG_2455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-928393538003316882</id><published>2007-06-12T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T07:04:28.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye my good friend. Hello bleeding man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rm6n1OH5YKI/AAAAAAAAACM/qAUrA-a7EOQ/s1600-h/blue+bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075178362859249826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rm6n1OH5YKI/AAAAAAAAACM/qAUrA-a7EOQ/s400/blue+bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so I had an alright weekend, which consisted of a birthday party for my sister, some movie watching, soccer, reading, and cleaning with some new special cleaning products that I got. A good weekend.... or so I thought! On Monday my sister called me and asked me if I had taken my bike from my parent's backyard... I hadn't. It was STOLEN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday night my mom looked outside and there was a man lurking in the backyard. She asked him what he was doing, and he said he was bleeding and needed to wash his hands in the pond. He said he heard it from the road. (which I tested and you cannot hear it at all). My mom helped him clean up with hot water and paper towel. I don't really know the full story. I just know that the next day my bike was gone. I suppose it's speculation, but I've noticed that when weird bleeding men AREN'T in our yard, things don't get stolen. I loved my bike. My dad bought me and my sister bikes at Canadian tire when we were kids. It was my first bike. I remember getting it, and even that it was $202.00. Once when I was 12 or so, I had one of those gel seats on it. It had a hole in it, and I put my finger in, and maggots came out. There are so many special times I spent with my bike, and I just want it to know that I miss it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, this morning I was on a bus for 10 minutes before I noticed that it said my name on the seat in front of me. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rm6lbOH5YJI/AAAAAAAAACE/eRNDu_-pxfE/s1600-h/IMG_2442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075175717159395474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rm6lbOH5YJI/AAAAAAAAACE/eRNDu_-pxfE/s400/IMG_2442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It made me feel happy. &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/4486812200342980861-928393538003316882?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/928393538003316882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=928393538003316882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/928393538003316882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/928393538003316882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/06/goodbye-my-good-friend-hello-bleeding.html' title='Goodbye my good friend. Hello bleeding man.'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rm6n1OH5YKI/AAAAAAAAACM/qAUrA-a7EOQ/s72-c/blue+bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-2185709538514003462</id><published>2007-06-08T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T21:38:09.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party time!</title><content type='html'>Right now I'm having the best time ever with Boyfriend, some others and Tyson Shwaluk. I can't hear much, because the music is by my ears... so I'm hanging out by myself on the computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-2185709538514003462?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2185709538514003462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=2185709538514003462' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/2185709538514003462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/2185709538514003462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/06/party-time.html' title='Party time!'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-7015500918296027413</id><published>2007-06-08T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T09:02:34.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmlgtOH5YHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Zm2LcXg7Tmc/s1600-h/bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073692785211170930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmlgtOH5YHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Zm2LcXg7Tmc/s400/bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was my eldest sister's 31st birthday! It was raining and crappy so we went to a high school art show instead of partying. It was fun too. Some of the art was great, and some of it was lame. My favourite picture turned out to be my cousin's, so I was impressed. It was a total Sarah picture. It was a boy a a girl's faces and they were made of candy hearts. I'm gonna put a picture up later to show how great it is. After that my other sister and I went back to my house and listened to records and made paintings (we tried to be inspired from the art show, but mostly it made us feel bad about our own talent.) . The paintings are birthday presents for the other sister, and I'm sure she will love them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073705678702993538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmlsbuH5YII/AAAAAAAAAB8/81xHZPQDqvM/s400/IMG_2350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, this is my cat Doodle. I think she is a very pretty cat. Unfortunately she is fat. &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/4486812200342980861-7015500918296027413?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7015500918296027413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=7015500918296027413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7015500918296027413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/7015500918296027413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/06/yesterday-was-my-eldest-sisters-31st.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmlgtOH5YHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Zm2LcXg7Tmc/s72-c/bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-8778942612339324031</id><published>2007-06-07T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T11:00:56.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmhHuuH5YGI/AAAAAAAAABs/mv86ihrLZv8/s1600-h/throwaball.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073383848213569634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmhHuuH5YGI/AAAAAAAAABs/mv86ihrLZv8/s400/throwaball.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it was nice out and I could throw a ball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-8778942612339324031?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8778942612339324031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=8778942612339324031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/8778942612339324031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/8778942612339324031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-wish-it-was-nice-out-and-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmhHuuH5YGI/AAAAAAAAABs/mv86ihrLZv8/s72-c/throwaball.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-6694214978032803753</id><published>2007-06-04T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T11:53:41.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmQ1tSKRlgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IK2JdchArMI/s1600-h/IMG_2240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072238132411340290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmQ1tSKRlgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IK2JdchArMI/s320/IMG_2240.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had another fun filled weekend! Friday after work Boyfriend picked me up and we went to Sargeant Blue Jean, and both picked out new pants! (matching!) Then we went for supper at La Fiesta and it was great, even though I had Nachos... which seems lame, but I LOVE nachos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They had lots of brown stuff on them, and lots of cheese, so it was great! There was a man on the stage singing mostly love songs so it was romantic and special. Afterwards we went to a store to look at shoes, but no purchases were made. Then we went to the movie "Knocked Up".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmRF7CKRliI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qaNAgOhK17k/s1600-h/IMG_2310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072255960820586018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmRF7CKRliI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qaNAgOhK17k/s200/IMG_2310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday I worked until 4, and then I went to the mall with my sister. We had a good time overall, but we had to leave because the doors we closing and I didn't want to be trapped in the mall for the entire weekend! Saturday night I went to Charleswood in Motion (or Chuck N' Mo) with Boyfriend and some other cool friends. I was a little disappointed that the fair grounds were moved to a different area, but I was assured that due to recent weather, it couldn't have been any other way. We had hamburgers, mini donuts, went on the bum&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmQ_bSKRlhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FP3yzIXkf-s/s1600-h/IMG_2274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072248818289972754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmQ_bSKRlhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FP3yzIXkf-s/s320/IMG_2274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;per cars, and played shooting games. It was the best. Unfortunately we missed most of the fireworks because we were on the bumper cars (basically the only ride that you couldn't see the sky from). Afterwards we had ice cream at an apartment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday was also a lot of fun! I took a bus back to Charleswood in the morning to go see the parade, and as I walked up to my street, I saw my mom in her lawn chair waiting for it, even though it wasn't supposed to start for 25 minutes! I went home and got my sisters together and we watched the parade! It was the shortest one ever, and no shriners! (actually, right before the parade we saw one drive up another street .. perhaps he was lost??) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmRIkiKRlkI/AAAAAAAAABM/39GQKNV96DE/s1600-h/IMG_2324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072258872808412738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" height="123" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmRIkiKRlkI/AAAAAAAAABM/39GQKNV96DE/s200/IMG_2324.JPG" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072258091124364850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmRH3CKRljI/AAAAAAAAABE/QCh8a6pRDfE/s200/IMG_2322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After the parade, we went back to Chuck N' Mo, and I ate a lot of food, and watched the Folklorama dancers and had lots of fun petting the animals in the petting zoo!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmRJlSKRllI/AAAAAAAAABU/Ir9pDfNiX4k/s1600-h/IMG_2332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072259985204942418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="149" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmRJlSKRllI/AAAAAAAAABU/Ir9pDfNiX4k/s200/IMG_2332.JPG" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (I can't believe that I was Kneeling in an animal enclosure.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I washed my hands and helped my mom at her booth in the arena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got home, we went straight to my uncle's house for his birthday party. We had supper there, which was amazing, because it was steak and it was the good kind that we never have... We had cake, and he opened his boring gifts and we left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got home, I had a message to call Boyfriend about going bowling! I called him back and off we went! We bowled with 4 other cool people. At first I was loving the bowling, but then I actually (and this has never happened to me in my entire life) became bored of it. I bowled one entire game with my left hand because I didn't care anymore. This upsets me very much because I love bowling!! Maybe I was just tired, and I knew I'd have to be up early, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmRbVSKRlmI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z_MJ7Yqhr44/s1600-h/IMG_2356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072279501536335458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmRbVSKRlmI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z_MJ7Yqhr44/s200/IMG_2356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After bowling I went home and read a romance comic (Saturday Present from Boyfriend!) and went to sleep.. All in all a very eventful weekend. Not much is getting done at home... I have had the same dishes in my sink for some time now, and I'm almost out of socks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning my buses didn't meet each other like they have every other day I've taken them for 3 months. I was late for work for the very first time in my life, and it hurt my stomach. I don't think anyone knew I was late though.. it was only six minutes. (heartbreaking.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072280936055412338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmRcoyKRlnI/AAAAAAAAABk/KxFygUGxZDE/s400/IMG_2241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-6694214978032803753?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6694214978032803753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=6694214978032803753' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6694214978032803753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/6694214978032803753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-had-another-fun-filled-weekend-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RmQ1tSKRlgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IK2JdchArMI/s72-c/IMG_2240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-3843259534576374645</id><published>2007-05-31T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T07:57:15.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salesgirl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rl7gQyKRlfI/AAAAAAAAAAk/RYLK_vwL4DM/s1600-h/IMG_2219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070736809413154290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rl7gQyKRlfI/AAAAAAAAAAk/RYLK_vwL4DM/s320/IMG_2219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Think I sold this spa. Normally I wouldn't be excited, but this is the first time I'm getting recognized for selling one. As for a commission... my boss said maybe he'd give me some Blue Bomber tickets... that's the worst. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-3843259534576374645?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3843259534576374645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=3843259534576374645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/3843259534576374645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/3843259534576374645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/05/salesgirl.html' title='Salesgirl'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rl7gQyKRlfI/AAAAAAAAAAk/RYLK_vwL4DM/s72-c/IMG_2219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-146506548106671739</id><published>2007-05-30T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:37:56.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rl2R0CKRleI/AAAAAAAAAAc/AjsKPw0nmvs/s1600-h/IMG_2198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070369078608238050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rl2R0CKRleI/AAAAAAAAAAc/AjsKPw0nmvs/s320/IMG_2198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my lunch/breakfast for today. Sometimes you don't realize how terribly awful your eating habits are until you spread it all out in front of you. (The timbits box is empty. I ate them right away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-146506548106671739?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/146506548106671739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=146506548106671739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/146506548106671739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/146506548106671739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-my-lunchbreakfast-for-today.html' title='Bad Food'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rl2R0CKRleI/AAAAAAAAAAc/AjsKPw0nmvs/s72-c/IMG_2198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-2767375182075031411</id><published>2007-05-29T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T06:46:54.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RlwutCKRldI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YAyul4zLz5c/s1600-h/brentsteal010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069978631721293266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RlwutCKRldI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YAyul4zLz5c/s320/brentsteal010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Last night I had a dream I was smoking pot (which I have never, and will never do) with a guy from my work. We were laying in a parking lot in Charleswood. He asked me if he could tell me a secret. I said ok. He said he wanted a cupcake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-2767375182075031411?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2767375182075031411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=2767375182075031411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/2767375182075031411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/2767375182075031411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/05/bad-dream.html' title='bad dream'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/RlwutCKRldI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YAyul4zLz5c/s72-c/brentsteal010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-1514312702796821308</id><published>2007-05-28T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T09:24:16.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This weekend I had a lot of fun. On friday boyfriend and I went to 28 weeks later, and I got scared. On Saturday I worked until 4, then boyfriend picked me up and we went to Pho #1 with a cute girl! After that, he drove me home. I HAD to have a bath just to keep warm in my apartment, and I made some phone calls from the tub! After my bath, I HAD to get into my nice bed to warm up, and then I fell asleep! A couple of times I got phone calls while I was sleeping, and I was kind of groggy and confused when I talked to my callers. Boyfriend called and said he'd come over, but then he called back and said he'd be a while, and I don't really remember the conversation, but all I knew was that I had more time to sleep! I slept until he called at 10:30, and said he was outside my apartment with some boys! I wasn't dressed! He said I could meet them at 7-11 and to bring a slurpee coupon. I did, and the first thing I heard when I got there (very fast considering my original state) was "what's wrong with your face??!" I was a little shocked, but I understood because a two hour nap can do some damage. After 7-11 (where I did not buy any candy!) we went to a house that a cute girl was housesitting. There was a special dog, and I liked him a lot. We watched TV, and the girl gave me some delicious salad! We went home kind of early cause we were tired! On Sunday we went for Dim Sum with my sisters and it was funny because it was their first time and they both hated it! After that we went to the mall! Neither of us bought anything. We tried to go to the zoo, but I forgot about the teddy bear's picnic, and the park was very busy, so we gave up! We went to a bunch of garage sales, but they were typical Sunday garage sales, and we didn't buy much! After the garage sales we had some cool skateboarders come over to boyfriend's house and show off their cool moves! I tried to stand on one, and I'm bad at it, so I gave up as usual. Most of the skateboarders left and I got a ride to Safeway where I caught a bus to my parents house for supper. We had a family fun BBQ! It was a very fun time and I have some pictures I'm going to post to show off the extreme fun! My rabbits were extra cute and they ate a bunch of grass. My dad zigzagged across the lawn on his new ride-on mower, and it was one of the funniest things I've ever seen in my life. I also don't think that it has breaks, so he had to run into stuff to make it stop! We had hamburgers and salad and two desserts. (sister made cupcakes, and mom bought a mousse cake) It was the best! I got a ride home with my sister, and I ended my weekend with a double feature of Degrassi (the episode where Wheels runs away and the man tries to molest him, and Shane takes LSD and jumps off a bridge!) I stayed up later than I intended to. I liked this weekend. This is what you write about in a blog, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-1514312702796821308?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1514312702796821308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=1514312702796821308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1514312702796821308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1514312702796821308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-weekend.html' title='My weekend'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4486812200342980861.post-1748390278521464377</id><published>2007-05-25T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T07:45:17.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a BLOG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rlb01iKRlcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gyL9FAMoebk/s1600-h/baby+cry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068507631192217026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rlb01iKRlcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gyL9FAMoebk/s320/baby+cry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I started a blog! Unfortunately I do not own a computer, so posting on my blog will be hard to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4486812200342980861-1748390278521464377?l=planetofthesarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1748390278521464377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4486812200342980861&amp;postID=1748390278521464377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1748390278521464377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4486812200342980861/posts/default/1748390278521464377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetofthesarah.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-have-blog.html' title='I have a BLOG!'/><author><name>Sarah Joan P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12136426036480674575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45G9aWiUEck/Rlb01iKRlcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gyL9FAMoebk/s72-c/baby+cry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
