<?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-5203781150804214250</id><updated>2012-01-24T16:34:51.004-08:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='Parties'/><category term='Flapper'/><category term='You&apos;ll think it&apos;s cute'/><category term='I hate my ortho.'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='flexibility'/><category term='Michigan'/><category term='Music'/><category term='January'/><category term='glasses'/><category term='Awesome'/><category term='nerdfighters'/><category term='WHY?'/><category term='Batman'/><category term='30 Seconds'/><category term='Giant Squid Of Anger'/><category term='weston'/><category term='announcement'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Life goes by'/><category term='unicorns'/><category term='My awful yo-yo skills'/><category term='The Week Before Christmas Vacation'/><category term='church'/><category term='V.E.T.'/><category term='concerts'/><category term='video'/><category term='busy'/><category term='More rambling'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='rambling'/><category term='Monk'/><category term='dance'/><category term='choir'/><category term='packers'/><category term='He&apos;s lookin&apos; at me'/><title type='text'>Through The Eyes Of A Teenager</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4763450010753353388</id><published>2012-01-21T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T10:15:55.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through The Eyes Of A First Grader</title><content type='html'>Me: Grace, what are you're thoughts on life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace: Hmm. I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Cuz it's awesome! P.S. I smell cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Umm, okay. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: I am six years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Do you like being six?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Sick. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Any favorite childhood memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: A lightbulb fell on my head. P.S. It's not one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: I kind of figured. Any actual favorite memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: No. Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What are you going to do today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Watch Pride and Prejudice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Do you like Pride and Prejudice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: -really scary, evil voice- YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Why do you keep saying 'P.S.'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: I DON'T KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What did you do yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Now can the interview be over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Almost. What grade are you in this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Do you like getting to do school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What's your favorite part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Really? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Cuz I have Fred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What's Fred?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Fred's a math book. It teaches you about math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Okay, the interview can &amp;nbsp;be over now. (She had already run out of the room at this point)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4763450010753353388?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4763450010753353388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4763450010753353388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4763450010753353388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4763450010753353388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2012/01/through-eyes-of-first-grader.html' title='Through The Eyes Of A First Grader'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-3356274653903454571</id><published>2012-01-17T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T11:38:40.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-359fec7e272150ba" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D359fec7e272150ba%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329896814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB077D6B58463409575D7C92A99637A1C1AC72D9.E26E2D5ED5F12196C29DF76F3C2855D611EC628%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D359fec7e272150ba%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJQ1t6OQqxR6dt7htm2MRlqMkh_Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D359fec7e272150ba%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329896814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB077D6B58463409575D7C92A99637A1C1AC72D9.E26E2D5ED5F12196C29DF76F3C2855D611EC628%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D359fec7e272150ba%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJQ1t6OQqxR6dt7htm2MRlqMkh_Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;V.E.T. Numero 3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-3356274653903454571?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/3356274653903454571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=3356274653903454571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3356274653903454571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3356274653903454571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2012/01/numero-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-1594746137226560331</id><published>2012-01-14T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T19:09:17.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting The Sickness</title><content type='html'>Henry and Grace are sick. Really sick. Henry hasn't been able to talk the past few days because of his sore throat, and Grace can't even go a few minutes without coughing up a lung. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sick (yet). This whole week I've been trying to stay healthy. I've been taking any kind of Vitamin C I can get my hands on, I've been exercising, sleeping as much as I can, I've even been taking daily doses of my mom's homemade 'Tonic' (us kids secretly call it 'Toxic') . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this so I won't be sick today (Friday) so I can go to Teen Retreat, and hopefully not make other people sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another kind of sickness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sinful. Really sinful. I'm unable to stay healthy and I can't even go a few minutes without sinning (make that a few seconds). No one can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could try to stay away from sin as much as I've been trying to stay away from germs this past week, my faith would be so much stronger. Every aspect of my life would change for the better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's impossible to avoid sin completely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always in the presence of sin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how lately I've always been in the presence of sickness. Even as I'm typing this, Henry is blowing his nose right behind me, and Grace is having a cough attack in the other room. &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;-Update on V.E.T., the first real one should be up this Tuesday, my video editor is working, and I've decided to just use my old camera, even though the quality isn't that great.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-1594746137226560331?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/1594746137226560331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=1594746137226560331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1594746137226560331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1594746137226560331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2012/01/fighting-sickness.html' title='Fighting The Sickness'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-7598986012737352848</id><published>2012-01-13T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T13:11:51.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blankets And Other Things</title><content type='html'>I know this isn't really a crafty type blog, but I came up with this simple pattern and I absolutely LOVE how it turned out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supplies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several (I'm not exactly sure how much, I had a large stash of yarn and I just used up random balls I found, if you want stripes, one skein per stripe is plenty) skeins of medium-heavy weight yarn. (I LOVE &lt;a href="http://www.lionbrand.com/yarns/homespun.htm"&gt;Lion Brands Homespun collection&lt;/a&gt;, which is what I used to make these blankets) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Size 10-11 Knitting Needles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cast on 5 sts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. K2, yo, knit to the end of row &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat step 2 until your blanket is HALF the size you would like it to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. K2, yo, K2tog, K2tog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat step 3 until you have 5 sts remaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bind off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These knit up really fast, and are really warm. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things you can make using this method of making squares are patchwork blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potholders (Which can double as washcloths)(Note: DON'T use 100% Acrylic yarn for this, it will melt [Also, for this project, use two strands of medium weight yarn at once on size 8 needles for durability]) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also sew patches together to make scarves, bags, etc. etc. Get creative! It's really easy, and so much fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I found this in 'drafts' from about a year ago, hence the lack of pictures. I still have a post scheduled for tomorrow. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-7598986012737352848?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/7598986012737352848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=7598986012737352848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7598986012737352848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7598986012737352848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2012/01/blankets-and-other-things.html' title='Blankets And Other Things'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4286237699400033442</id><published>2012-01-10T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T17:46:34.751-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giant Squid Of Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='V.E.T.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Seconds'/><title type='text'>Grr.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so this video doesn't have audio. I only tried to film it ten times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically what I'm saying in the video is that I'm testing out a camera I got from my aunt. For some reason, the video setting only takes videos -without audio :P- for 30 seconds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also mentioned that my video editor hasn't been working. At all. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to figure it out by next week, because I hope to have some good footage (hopefully with audio this time ;) ). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, until then, enjoy watching the tenth try of a one take, thirty second video. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c1986a5459bdfc4a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc1986a5459bdfc4a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329896814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54CA1904A5BC78A991F8EE7022EE0B7154D674E9.474FE3816E1DA0431AE9E462C3FEA7A7554C82C7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc1986a5459bdfc4a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dd0s8qMV3STdz45Ac0LVlhwZc14w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc1986a5459bdfc4a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329896814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54CA1904A5BC78A991F8EE7022EE0B7154D674E9.474FE3816E1DA0431AE9E462C3FEA7A7554C82C7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc1986a5459bdfc4a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dd0s8qMV3STdz45Ac0LVlhwZc14w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I just noticed my glasses are reeaally crooked. *facepalm*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4286237699400033442?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4286237699400033442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4286237699400033442' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4286237699400033442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4286237699400033442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2012/01/grr.html' title='Grr.'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-7677758969429584801</id><published>2012-01-07T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T13:35:04.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggers</title><content type='html'>There are several types of Bloggers in the internet universe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writers. These Bloggers express their feelings and opinions in an essay format. They usually go through spurts of ideas that they type up for scheduled posts. They like big words, have notebooks full of ideas, dreams, hopes and fears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The updaters. These bloggers like to update their blog frequently with pictures of them with family and friends, stories of their most recent adventures. They like to share (and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt; explain) inside jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The commenters. These bloggers don't have alot of posts on their blog, but have quite a few followers. They LOVE the 'Next Blog' button, and click it relentlessly. Every new blog that pops up is a new opportunity to comment and promote their blog. They also have a tendency to follow blogs and never check them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The promisers. These bloggers have many notebooks, just like the writers. However, these notebooks are filled with new ideas and plans that are rarely fulfilled. These bloggers also promise new plans for their blog and forget about them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The designers. These bloggers create new blogs just for the thrill of having a blank slate. They don't worry about the content of their blog as much as the layout. thecutestblogontheblock is their homepage. (Note, that had autocorrected to Australopithecus at first)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one are you? Let me know in the comments. :) Also, if you think of any others, leave those in the comments also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I'm all of the above, I wrote out each one of these from my own experience, I was NOT making fun of any of the blogs I follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-7677758969429584801?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/7677758969429584801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=7677758969429584801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7677758969429584801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7677758969429584801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2012/01/bloggers.html' title='Bloggers'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-1136401196304525985</id><published>2012-01-03T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T17:22:50.883-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='He&apos;s lookin&apos; at me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='V.E.T.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My aunt and uncle invited my little sister and I to their house the day after Christmas. We went to see the light show and that's where the clips from this video came from. Excuse the bad quality. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bfcea047575e11be" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbfcea047575e11be%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329896815%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D85577F776ABDB58047CC9832C6760484FFC63D.4C9627657A071238415362866E08FE663028A209%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbfcea047575e11be%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfZViQVvE7nZa-CUkhBPEfxyB-hk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbfcea047575e11be%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329896815%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D85577F776ABDB58047CC9832C6760484FFC63D.4C9627657A071238415362866E08FE663028A209%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbfcea047575e11be%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfZViQVvE7nZa-CUkhBPEfxyB-hk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-1136401196304525985?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/1136401196304525985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=1136401196304525985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1136401196304525985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1136401196304525985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-aunt-and-uncle-invited-me-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-9107881711212974971</id><published>2011-12-24T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T14:54:01.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was planning on filming for V.E.T. today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I killed my camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped it from the stairs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll still film tonight, you guys can get some insight into what my Christmas Eve's are like. (Interesting, to say the least ;) ) But the quality will be not as great as I was hoping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you Tuesday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         ~Maddi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick Christmas fact #1: Did you know in the song '12 Days of Christmas', five golden rings is actually talking about ring necked pheasants? Somewhere in the translations the actually definition got mixed up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-9107881711212974971?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/9107881711212974971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=9107881711212974971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/9107881711212974971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/9107881711212974971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-was-planning-on-filming-for-v.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-6674334015689625070</id><published>2011-12-17T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T08:22:53.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='V.E.T.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='January'/><title type='text'>January</title><content type='html'>Okay, so next Saturday I'm not going to do a blog post, being it's going to be Christmas Eve and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In January I'm going to start a new schedule, and I'm going to stick with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"m going to do a normal blog post every Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesdays, however, i'm going to start something new. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V.E.T. Vlog. Every. Tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I post a video of what I've been up to, or I'll rant about something, or I'll just do something random. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-6674334015689625070?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/6674334015689625070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=6674334015689625070' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6674334015689625070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6674334015689625070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2011/12/january.html' title='January'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-1523608593137646745</id><published>2011-12-11T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T09:37:59.981-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='January'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e7e3872fa81b9cb3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De7e3872fa81b9cb3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329896815%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D43B0BAE3B7634926F259BC263F6840319055A248.18AD559F3ADC412099E3FAC9F8B0E0BF79EA38F0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De7e3872fa81b9cb3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXrQPa5FJ71YhqwWtbkC2_GovzDU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" 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href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/1523608593137646745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=1523608593137646745' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1523608593137646745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1523608593137646745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-info-later-see-you-in-january.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4607256064136775085</id><published>2011-12-10T12:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T12:27:51.858-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flexibility'/><title type='text'>Flexibility (and my lack thereof)</title><content type='html'>I'm not flexible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this, I've learned that it takes lots of work and lots of dedication to improve your flexibility. Then it takes even more dedication to maintain that flexibility, and at the same time, trying to continue to improve it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the same way with God and His Word. If we want to strengthen our faith, it won't happen overnight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes lots of work and dedication to maintain that faith and at the same time, always working on improving it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When stretching, you know it hurts to wear jeans. You're just not going to get very far. You wear sweatpants, or a skirt and tights. You have to change your clothes to be more comfortable and get further into your stretch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same with God. Until you change from your old, sinful life, you're never going to be comfortable with God. You need to change your life to be able to 'stretch' with God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to change your whole life, or your whole outfit. Try to pick up your Bible every once and a while, don't let it collect dust. Pray every night before you go to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll notice that as you slowly change your life for the better, you'll be able to stretch further and further and become more and more comfortable in your life with God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During you stretching routine, if you miss a few days in a row, you'll be more and more inclined to miss more and more days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, same with God and His Word. If you skip an opportunity to pray, or a chance to read your Bible, you will become more and more inclined to miss more of those opportunities.  You (and I) will get in the mindset of 'Well, I missed one day, what will one more missed day do?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm speaking from experience. That, my friends, is a bad mindset to be in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4607256064136775085?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4607256064136775085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4607256064136775085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4607256064136775085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4607256064136775085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2011/12/flexibility-and-my-lack-thereof.html' title='Flexibility (and my lack thereof)'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4371064623633166940</id><published>2011-12-03T10:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T14:13:31.527-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><title type='text'>God Is 2 Kinds Of Awesome</title><content type='html'>In the Bible, awesome is defined as awe inspiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Bible, awesome is usually used to describe something that is beautiful. So beautiful that it has the capability of taking your breath away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the Bible, you would use the word 'awesome' to describe something like the Grand Canyon. Or Niagra Falls. Something that once you saw it, you wouldn't be able to wait to tell your friends about it. Or post about it on Facebook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome is a powerful word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; awesome. He is awe inspiring. He is beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I hear the word 'awesome' everywhere. I use the word 'awesome' everywhere. I don't think twice about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Dude, the -insert popular movie here- was such and awesome movie!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Have you tried that awesome new diet?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'That party last night was totally awesome!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It was SO AWESOME!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that diet really awe inspiring? Was that new popular movie really that beautiful? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course not! Awesome is a completely new word now! Awesome mean 'hip', 'cool', 'trendy'. Awesome is a word that's used loosely now. But notice, God still fits the definition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God may not be &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;considered&lt;/span&gt; 'cool' or 'hip' or even that 'trendy', but he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people think about God, they think of an hour of sitting still in church, singing 'boring' hymns and reciting things from the Bible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so much more than church. God cares about you personally. Hate to break it to you, but God loves you so much more than Edward Cullen will ever love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try reading 1 John. It include such a more romantic love story than Twilight ever will be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read the Bible, it's so much more relevant than you would think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are verses about staying up too late. There are verses about worrying about what you wear and what you buy. There are verses, no, chapters about love, hate life death and what happens after death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Dude, that sermon was so awesome!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Have you tried reading the Bible? It's awesome!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Church last night was totally awesome!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'He is SO AWESOME!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4371064623633166940?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4371064623633166940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4371064623633166940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4371064623633166940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4371064623633166940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2011/12/god-is-2-kinds-of-awesome.html' title='God Is 2 Kinds Of Awesome'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4009551716296174942</id><published>2011-11-24T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T08:33:34.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Alive ;)</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I've been gone for awhile...tee-hee &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a couple of posts planned for the future, but I don't have time to type them up right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm headed off to my dad's side of the family for Thanksgiving, then tomorrow I'll be going to Wausau to celebrate an early Christmas with my mom's side. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I'm still here, and you should be hearing from me again shortly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4009551716296174942?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4009551716296174942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4009551716296174942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4009551716296174942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4009551716296174942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Still Alive ;)'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4408092832468864376</id><published>2011-06-21T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T13:35:04.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>About a month ago, I went on a kick of reading books by Steven James (who just so happen to used to have worked at &lt;a href="http://therobotreport2011.blogspot.com/"&gt;Camp Phillip &lt;/a&gt; ) There were just a point from one of his books I really liked and thought I'd mention here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The point was about God and how complex he is, he had no beginning, he's been around forever and he always will be. I don't know about you, but for me, that's nearly impossible to wrap my head around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Not only is he eternal, but he made EVERYTHING! You know your science books, where it explains how all the planets move and stay suspended in space, and how the atmosphere works and wonderful stuff like that? He made ALL of that. That's AMAZING to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The point Steven James made though, was HOW could someone have made God up? He's so complex and amazing that we can't fully understand him, so how could he not be real? No one is smart enough to make up something they can't understand! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Human brains aren't capable of understanding everything about this world, so how can we assume that it was because of us that things are here, we also can't assume the world was created in an explosion, how could it have been? The world around us is so amazingly complex, as are our bodies themselves, to not believe that God created it all would have to take an impossible about of faith that none of us are capable of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4408092832468864376?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4408092832468864376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4408092832468864376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4408092832468864376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4408092832468864376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2011/06/about-month-ago-i-went-on-kick-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-5198746993947430058</id><published>2011-06-06T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T17:53:05.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Didn't Believe Them</title><content type='html'>All I wanted to be when I was little was older. People always told me I'd regret wanted to be older, that I'd want to be little again later in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm 'older' (though, by the worlds standards, I'm still a child) all I want to be is a little kid again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took for granted running in the grass barefoot and not worrying about a single thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days biggest challenge was seeing how high you could swing on the park swingset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part of the day was bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't understand why mom and dad didn't want to go outside and play at six in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Steve couldn't figure something out on Blue's Clues it was the funniest thing in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few years you'll look back on right now and wish you could go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make the most of right now, don't take for granted what you may not have tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-5198746993947430058?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5198746993947430058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=5198746993947430058' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5198746993947430058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5198746993947430058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-didnt-believe-them.html' title='I Didn&apos;t Believe Them'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-3940127130769243707</id><published>2011-05-24T11:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T11:46:11.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5A0QRY_BJC4?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-3940127130769243707?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/3940127130769243707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=3940127130769243707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3940127130769243707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3940127130769243707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5A0QRY_BJC4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-2178819323852911130</id><published>2011-05-13T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T12:40:25.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Head Spinning</title><content type='html'>Do you ever stop and look at your life, and you realize it's going by not only in a blur, but what seems like a whirlwind around you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A different extra-curricular activity everyday, projects and assignments that have to get done by tomorrow, people you have to call, lines to memorizes, tests to cram for, gifts to finish, etc. etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a deep breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life seems to be going by too quickly, but it's so very important to treasure every moment you have. These are the best years of your life, and it's so easy to forget that we only have one chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also very easy to get so wrapped up in everything we're doing day after day, to forget WHY we're here. We're here to learn about God and every wonderful thing he's done for us, and tell what we know to other people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is a gift, not a promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S., This might have posted twice, I'm not sure. Blogger has been acting weird lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-2178819323852911130?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/2178819323852911130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=2178819323852911130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2178819323852911130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2178819323852911130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2011/05/head-spinning.html' title='Head Spinning'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-6075209736091150585</id><published>2011-04-11T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T16:21:16.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hearts racing, stifled giggles backstage, programs rustling, the lights go down, music starts, you feel like you're going to pass out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening night! Only 31 days away (not like I'm counting or anything)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night at the Wax Museum is practically all I've been thinking about these past few months (that, and my confirmation) and I can't believe we're so close to opening night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show is going to be so much better and well put together than last year, this year everyone knows their lines and songs and dances, it just gets me so pumped up and ready to perform!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-6075209736091150585?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/6075209736091150585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=6075209736091150585' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6075209736091150585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6075209736091150585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2011/04/hearts-racing-stifled-giggles-backstage.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4135548323980408715</id><published>2011-02-21T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T12:05:04.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youtube: The lifestyle?</title><content type='html'>YouTube. The most popular video hosting website in the world. 14 billion different videos are watched every week. 24 hours worth of video is uploaded every minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zKdnMAUpFV4?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, YouTube isn't just a site for sharing and watching videos anymore. It's a lifestyle. People dedicate their lives to uploading videos every single day of their lives. And some of them make a lot of money. Just like a blogger who has decided to monetize, YouTubers can decide to put ads by the side of their videos, or have ads play before their videos. Depending on how many views the video gets, Google will send them checks of sometimes thousands of dollars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T_u7ddS1bkE"&gt;This video&lt;/a&gt; gives some more details, however, it's really long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think it's crazy that in six years a website has evolved from a guy posting a video about his trip to the zoo, to people not having to leave their house and earning enough money to support a family. (I'm not saying that vloggers are lazy in any way, I wouldn't want to spend hours in front of a computer trying to make my video view worthy, editing, compressing, and uploading)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ten years will it be normal for people to walk into Wal-Mart holding a camera at arms length talking into it? I mean, I got weird looks when I went down a waterslide with my (waterproof) camera. But in ten years, that could be a normal job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm picturing about five-ten years in the future, all these kindergarteners sitting in a circle going around saying what they want to be when they grow up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "Emily what do you want to be when you grow up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily: "A Princess :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "Johnny, what do you want to be when you grow up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny: "A vlogger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand why people want to become famous on YouTube, all you need is a camera and something to say, but it still seems weird to me that so many people are famous because they walk around talking to a camera. I think it's fine to take video of things your family does and post them on YouTube to preserve them in case something happened to your computer, but to do it everyday? Some people are too caught up in preserving memories that they don't have enough time to make them. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4135548323980408715?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4135548323980408715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4135548323980408715' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4135548323980408715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4135548323980408715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2011/02/youtube-lifestyle.html' title='Youtube: The lifestyle?'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zKdnMAUpFV4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-2670658614024164685</id><published>2011-02-06T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T12:26:08.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TU8DrXP7C-I/AAAAAAAAATU/RHXr0YW95j0/s1600/glee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TU8DrXP7C-I/AAAAAAAAATU/RHXr0YW95j0/s320/glee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570675307590650850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was planning on doing a post about the Superbowl with random facts and videos etc. So, I start by looking up information on Yahoo and I click on the first link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a story about Glee, hence the change in subject.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard about Glee, the synopsis on aceshowbiz.com says: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one-hour series follows an optimistic high school teacher as he tries to transform the school's Glee Club and inspire a group of ragtag performers to make it to the biggest competition of them all: Nationals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKinley High School's Glee Club used to be at the top of the show choir world, but years later, a series of scandals have turned it into a haven for misfits and social outcasts. Will Schuester has offered to take on the Herculean task of restoring the Glee Club to its former glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing against Glee, it's plot, or it's actors, it just seems to be taking over the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glee currently has 11,353,788 fans on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I refresh the page 5 more people are added to that number. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus has 261,618.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People need to get their priorities straight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-2670658614024164685?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/2670658614024164685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=2670658614024164685' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2670658614024164685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2670658614024164685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2011/02/glee.html' title='Glee'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TU8DrXP7C-I/AAAAAAAAATU/RHXr0YW95j0/s72-c/glee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-7416593569822013904</id><published>2011-01-21T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T09:11:48.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blankets And Other Things</title><content type='html'>I know this isn't really a crafty type blog, but I came up with this simple pattern and I absolutely LOVE how it turned out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supplies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several (I'm not exactly sure how much, I had a large stash of yarn and I just used up random balls I found, if you want stripes like in the pictures one skein per stripe is plenty) skeins of medium-heavy weight yarn. (I LOVE &lt;a href="http://www.lionbrand.com/yarns/homespun.htm"&gt;Lion Brands Homespun collection&lt;/a&gt;, which is what I used to make these blankets) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Size 10-11 Knitting Needles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cast on 5 sts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. K2, yo, knit to the end of row &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat step 2 until your blanket is HALF the size you would like it to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. K2, yo, K2tog, K2tog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat step 3 until you have 5 sts remaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bind off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These knit up really fast, and are really warm. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things you can make using this method of making squares are patchwork blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potholders (Which can double as washcloths)(Note: DON'T use 100% Acrylic yarn for this, it will melt [Also, for this project, use two strands of medium weight yarn at once on size 8 needles for durability]) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also sew patches together to make scarves, bags, etc. etc. Get creative! It's really easy, and so much fun. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-7416593569822013904?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/7416593569822013904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=7416593569822013904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7416593569822013904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7416593569822013904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2011/01/blankets-and-other-things.html' title='Blankets And Other Things'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-6482543603783874657</id><published>2011-01-01T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T09:26:55.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy new year everyone! Forgive my lack of capitalization, I'm typing this on my dads new ipod touch (of which I'm exceedingly envious). I just wanted to male a quick blog post saying merry Christmas and happy new year !!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-6482543603783874657?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/6482543603783874657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=6482543603783874657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6482543603783874657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6482543603783874657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-everyone-forgive-my-lack.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-8661239491229903320</id><published>2010-12-14T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T13:20:27.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things There Should Be Words For</title><content type='html'>Lexical Gaps. When there isn't a word for something there should be a word for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing where someone tries to open a car door just as you unlock it and it locks again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those circular things in the center of a CD case that hold the disc in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside of your elbow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that your about to sneeze but never do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have others? OR words for the listed above? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-8661239491229903320?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/8661239491229903320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=8661239491229903320' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/8661239491229903320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/8661239491229903320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/12/things-there-should-be-words-for.html' title='Things There Should Be Words For'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-1711579073277953451</id><published>2010-11-28T09:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T09:54:21.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I Upload More Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>These are from Haman Falls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TPKXB_IWTvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/U68_-YQbm7M/s1600/BILD3092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TPKXB_IWTvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/U68_-YQbm7M/s320/BILD3092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544660151628615410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TPKXBhmboyI/AAAAAAAAASw/VYhwL7hV8_g/s1600/BILD3082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TPKXBhmboyI/AAAAAAAAASw/VYhwL7hV8_g/s320/BILD3082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544660143701730082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TPKXBT4g7tI/AAAAAAAAASo/MEWLTTbOaok/s1600/BILD3081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TPKXBT4g7tI/AAAAAAAAASo/MEWLTTbOaok/s320/BILD3081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544660140019478226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TPKVws1U-4I/AAAAAAAAASg/CdMI5zjnVTo/s1600/BILD0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TPKVws1U-4I/AAAAAAAAASg/CdMI5zjnVTo/s320/BILD0014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544658755147594626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely face at camp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TPKVwvErLbI/AAAAAAAAASY/WszyCztHaUg/s1600/BILD2999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TPKVwvErLbI/AAAAAAAAASY/WszyCztHaUg/s320/BILD2999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544658755748834738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't kidding about having a big family. This isn't all of them either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-1711579073277953451?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/1711579073277953451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=1711579073277953451' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1711579073277953451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1711579073277953451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/11/where-i-upload-more-random-pictures.html' title='Where I Upload More Random Pictures'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TPKXB_IWTvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/U68_-YQbm7M/s72-c/BILD3092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-2428637050262053525</id><published>2010-11-23T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T10:01:37.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TOwAmu4P0xI/AAAAAAAAASQ/AdQ6Z1GoFWA/s1600/BILD0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TOwAmu4P0xI/AAAAAAAAASQ/AdQ6Z1GoFWA/s320/BILD0394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542805906805216018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I got my braces off, and the day Henry got the awesome hat that I am wearing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TOwAmJXAi3I/AAAAAAAAASI/0XDXNCFwZyk/s1600/BILD0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TOwAmJXAi3I/AAAAAAAAASI/0XDXNCFwZyk/s320/BILD0361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542805896733690738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace was bored while Maria and I were making our shirts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TOwAlnSnD3I/AAAAAAAAASA/njhrcLvfFG8/s1600/BILD0295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TOwAlnSnD3I/AAAAAAAAASA/njhrcLvfFG8/s320/BILD0295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542805887588437874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little siblings. Right before I pushed them down the hill (safely) in the garden cart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TOwAk3VfUoI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6sl8mpfW48A/s1600/BILD0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TOwAk3VfUoI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6sl8mpfW48A/s320/BILD0037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542805874715611778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me working the computer at church during theRock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-2428637050262053525?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/2428637050262053525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=2428637050262053525' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2428637050262053525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2428637050262053525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/11/me-working-computer-at-church-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TOwAmu4P0xI/AAAAAAAAASQ/AdQ6Z1GoFWA/s72-c/BILD0394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4063318911107171160</id><published>2010-11-04T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T17:34:00.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Telling Others About Christ</title><content type='html'>Okay, now before I start ranting or whatever you want to call it, I have a short story for you. When I was younger, maybe about four or five, I was positive that if I sent letters to bad guys telling them about Jesus they'd turn into Christians and then world would be perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I didn't follow up with that plan, and even if I did, you know as well as I, that it wouldn't have worked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it though that it wouldn't of worked? Is it because some people block Christ out or is it because I wouldn't of been able to send out all those letters? &lt;br /&gt;Kidding aside, a lot of people, upon hearing about Jesus would turn away, or block Him out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My four year old self didn't comprehend that some people didn't understand what Jesus did for me. For Everyone. I thought you could just tell them about Jesus and boom they're a Christian and they'll go to heaven when they die. But it'snot like that. It's not like that at all. You can tell someone about Jesus but there's no promising that they're going to believe. You can't know if they're allowing the Holy Spirit to open their hearts and welcome Christ into their lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was four, I've realized or been taught that to help someone become a Christian you can't just send them letters from far off countries, you have to help them open up and let Christ into their lives. The Holy Spirit has to work in their hearts before they can become a Christian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else I've learned is that you can't FORCE someone into Christianity, just like you can't really force someone into liking anything. You can make your parents listen to your music over and over but that doesn't mean they're going to like it does it? People have preset minds into what is good and what is bad. People who have been taught from childhood that Christianity is bad aren't very likely to let Christ into their hearts, because they think that it's not what they should do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I believe that is why most people who don't accept Christ, don't accept Christ. It's because they're rather scared of the consequences or they believe that listening to God's Word and like I said before, letting Him into their hearts, is a bad thing, something they shouldn't do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another huge reason that people don't accept Christ is because they don't know about Him. Can you, if you're Christian, think about what it would be like to never have known Christ or known about his love at all? That's what many many people out there are facing. They don't know that Christ died and rose again for them, they don't know that their sins are payed for, and they don't know what they're missing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4063318911107171160?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4063318911107171160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4063318911107171160' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4063318911107171160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4063318911107171160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/11/telling-others-about-christ.html' title='Telling Others About Christ'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4972588314513359877</id><published>2010-10-27T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T19:01:15.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I had a dollar for every time...</title><content type='html'>...one of our dogs got caught in a mousetrap, well, I wouldn't be rich, but I couldn't think of a different clever way of segwaying into this post. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, one of our dogs, PJ, got his foot stuck in a sticky mouse trap, and this hasn't been the first time. The last time though, he was able to get it off right away, today however, it took him all afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First he tried waving his paw around in the air to try and shake it off. That did nothing but get the rest of his paw stuck. Then he started chewing it off, this got a big chunk on his lip, but he kept going at it. After maybe an hour or so, he got all but one little bit off, and I could see it would be easy to pull it off, but he wouldn't let me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it was off to get the muzzle. Bad idea. He got the muzzle off in about ten seconds by standing on his hind legs and hitting it with his paws (and almost knocking a lamp over). THEN, he got the muzzle stuck to his foot and ANOTHER chunk on his leg. Needless to say, he eventually got it all off, but it made for an eventful afternoon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4972588314513359877?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4972588314513359877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4972588314513359877' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4972588314513359877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4972588314513359877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/10/if-i-had-dollar-for-every-time.html' title='If I had a dollar for every time...'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-982923543659694895</id><published>2010-10-10T13:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T13:47:29.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>I have started ANOTHER blog. :) You remember those 'kids thoughts on life' posts? I will now be posting them on this blog: http://lifethroughtheeyesofchildren.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-982923543659694895?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/982923543659694895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=982923543659694895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/982923543659694895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/982923543659694895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-5041717985829813269</id><published>2010-10-10T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T13:37:11.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Random Things About Me</title><content type='html'>Since there's no way I'd be able to come up with 100 random things (I started out this post that way) I'm going to cut it down to 25 random things. Someday I might try at the 100, but until then, you can read the 25. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm left-handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm double-jointed in my thumbs and knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm watching the Packers play as I type this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The walls in my room are brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have 2 siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm homeschooled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm partially deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm an extremely quiet person, yet I'm into theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I did not forget that today is 10/10/10 (I'm so proud of myself for this one :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I play guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. One side of my family is extremely large, but my other side of my family is not extremely small, but much smaller that the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I'm wearing a shirt with butterflies on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;13. I have brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I can knit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I can play guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I can crochet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I can kind of juggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. The only sports I'm good at are comedy sports. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I'm much taller in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I won a poetry contest when I was 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I was in swimming lessons when I was younger and I never passed level 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I've started my own drama group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I still have nightmares about zombies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I've been to camp as a camper 7 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I canNOT say the ABC's backwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-5041717985829813269?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5041717985829813269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=5041717985829813269' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5041717985829813269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5041717985829813269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/10/25-random-things-about-me.html' title='25 Random Things About Me'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4004371156591186279</id><published>2010-09-30T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T12:20:20.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Bored Homeschooler: Things To Do</title><content type='html'>As a homeschooler, I find I have much more free time then those who go to public or private school. Here's a list of things to do when you find yourself bored with nothing to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Make a bed set out of Kleenex for your stuffed monkey. (Guess what I did yesterday ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Go ahead in your math. (This is only if you are exceptionally bored.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Update your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Try not to think about penguins. (Try this right now, even if you aren't bored.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Get one or two books, stack them up, stand on them, close your eyes, and pretend you're on a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have a 'Who is less competitive' competition with a sibling. (Trying to win at this will make you lose. Trying to lose makes you win which makes you lose. Not trying at all makes you lose which makes you win which makes you lose.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Write a one sentence story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Put on one of your favorite songs, turn on the TV or a video on the computer and mute it, watch how the music matches up with the video. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Check this out: http://www.wackyuses.com/experiments/friedmarbles.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Compile a list of 100 random things about yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  Write a letter to yourself to be read at your high school graduation. Or your wedding. Or at your 50th birthday party. What would you tell yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Run up and down the stairs. Can you do it 10 times? 50? 100? Now beat that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  Take a photo of something (yourself maybe?) everyday for a year, and put the pictures together into a slideshow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Laugh 400 times today. Keep count.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4004371156591186279?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4004371156591186279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4004371156591186279' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4004371156591186279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4004371156591186279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/09/for-bored-homeschooler-things-to-do.html' title='For The Bored Homeschooler: Things To Do'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4156542749505128844</id><published>2010-09-03T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T12:56:14.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged! :)</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged by my friend &lt;a href="http://joyfullgirlcreations.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bethany&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 books I've read recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Call Of The Wild&lt;br /&gt;2. Croutons For Breakfast &lt;br /&gt;3. Spider Sisters (I read it to Grace :))&lt;br /&gt;4. Little Red Box (Again, I read it to Grace :))&lt;br /&gt;5. Philemon&lt;br /&gt;6. Camp Songbook (Does that count?)&lt;br /&gt;7. Kira-Kira&lt;br /&gt;8. Teen Power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Songs or Albums I listen to all the time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. His Cheeseburger!!&lt;br /&gt;2. The various (countless ;)) records we listen to at supper&lt;br /&gt;3. Darren Criss&lt;br /&gt;4. God Has Not Promised&lt;br /&gt;5. Camp Songs :D&lt;br /&gt;6. Anything I can play on the guitar &lt;br /&gt;7. Owl City&lt;br /&gt;8. Various Musicals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I love (not necessarily in order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My laptop&lt;br /&gt;2. Friends :)&lt;br /&gt;3. Family&lt;br /&gt;4. Random things in life (like throwing the milk jug into the recyclables from the top of the stairs and making the shot)&lt;br /&gt;5. Mismatched pink argyle socks (guess what I'm wearing? :))&lt;br /&gt;6. Fingerless gloves&lt;br /&gt;7. Family movie night&lt;br /&gt;8. Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I've learned this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It's safer to run with a good idea than scissors (that sounded much better in my head :P)&lt;br /&gt;2. That being on stage isn't as terrifying as it looks.&lt;br /&gt;3. it's fine if you talk to the toaster, it's when the toaster starts talking back that you should be worried&lt;br /&gt;4. Green scrambled eggs look disgusting but taste normal&lt;br /&gt;5. High school math isn't as hard as it looks&lt;br /&gt;6. Helium makes any serious statement hilarious&lt;br /&gt;7. A bit of guitar&lt;br /&gt;8. 4 year olds are alot more bossy then 3 year olds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 new recipes I want to try by the end of the year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lemon-Chocolate Cookies (http://www.deliciousrecipes.com.au/food-recipes/dessert/lemon-chocolate-cookies/12500/) &lt;br /&gt;2. These cookies: http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/date-plate/guitar-shaped-chocolate-chip-cookie-with-marshamallow-fluff-recipe/index.html&lt;br /&gt;3. The Absolutely Best Brownies http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Absolutely-Best-Brownies/Detail.aspx&lt;br /&gt;4. Pizza Burritos (I"m cheating, I already know how, they're just delicious:))&lt;br /&gt;5. Saltine Toffee Bars http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Saltine-Toffee-Cookies/Detail.aspx&lt;br /&gt;6. Cotton Candy &lt;br /&gt;7. -insert something nutritious here since everything on my list has been junk food-&lt;br /&gt;8. -insert something else because I'm out of ideas-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 favorite Online hangouts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Blogger (of course!)&lt;br /&gt;2. E-mail&lt;br /&gt;3. FaceBook&lt;br /&gt;4. Youtube&lt;br /&gt;5. FlickR&lt;br /&gt;6. Yahoo&lt;br /&gt;7. Knitting/crochet pattern central&lt;br /&gt;8. All the blogs I follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 projects I need to work on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My patches for my knit quilt&lt;br /&gt;2. Waking up early.&lt;br /&gt;3. Finishing what I read.&lt;br /&gt;4. Writing handwritten letters.&lt;br /&gt;5. My crochet quilt&lt;br /&gt;6. My whole 'blogging everyday idea) &lt;br /&gt;7. Staying on track with my e-mails&lt;br /&gt;8. Running everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 other people who should do this: (my hyperlink isn't working, so I'll have to put the address next to the name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bailey (http://bighouseinthelittlewoodsblog.blogspot.com/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily (http://bighouseinthelittlewoodsblog.blogspot.com/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louisa (http://the3rdkid.blogspot.com/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna (http://apyatskowit.blogspot.com/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom (http://theblogiwouldwrite.blogspot.com/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad (http://gospelaccordingtocarlperkins.blogspot.com/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria (http://wwwsunshineinacloudyworld.blogspot.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kara (http://karascreativecorner11.blogspot.com/)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4156542749505128844?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4156542749505128844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4156542749505128844' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4156542749505128844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4156542749505128844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/09/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged! :)'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4444769533779955670</id><published>2010-08-21T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T17:50:59.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Spoil Them</title><content type='html'>After a supper of personalized pizza burritos (personalized as in letters in cheese), chocolate milk, ice cream with chocolate chips and sprinkles we sat down for Prince of Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace didn't finish her burrito or her ice cream, and now, she's begging me for a snack. Just thought I'd share with you so that I'm more determined not to give in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4444769533779955670?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4444769533779955670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4444769533779955670' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4444769533779955670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4444769533779955670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-spoil-them.html' title='I Spoil Them'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-5612323434969154790</id><published>2010-08-20T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T15:03:57.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Siblings and Their Thoughts On The World (2)</title><content type='html'>M: What do you want be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: A doctor and a lawyer. (Right after she said that she whispered "What's a lawyer again?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Because I wanna help people to get better and I also want to help other people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What's your favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Diego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What's your favorite book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Diego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What's your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Spaghetti. And macaroni! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Who's your favorite big sister in the whole wide world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: You. Maddi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What's a good question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Who's your favorite character in Diego. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Who's your favorite character in Diego?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Diego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Are you in a Diego phase right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Yeaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What's your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Because. I just like pink. It's pretty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where Henry comes in and asks "Can you interview me now and ask me the same questions?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: An inventor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Because I like inventing stuff. And I always want to become a computer programmer but that would be too boring so I'd go into computer games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What's your favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Toy Story 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What's your favorite book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Silverwing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What's your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Ice Cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Who's your favorite big sister in the whole wide world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Madeline. My only big sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What's a good question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: What's the Archibald of teenba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Who's your favorite character in Diego?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: The Bo-Bo Brothers. They're the bad guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Are you in a Diego phase right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: The opposite of yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What's your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Greeeen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace: Are you in a green phase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: The same answer to the question am I in a Diego phase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry: What's your favorite key to press on the keyboard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: ctrl Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Do you make accidents on the computer alot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: What's your favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Alice in Wonderland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-5612323434969154790?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5612323434969154790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=5612323434969154790' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5612323434969154790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5612323434969154790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-siblings-and-their-thoughts-on.html' title='A Little Siblings and Their Thoughts On The World (2)'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-996692132791585791</id><published>2010-08-19T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T09:47:39.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FarmVille (FarmTown, CafeWorld, FishTown, YoVille, etc.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TG1ck8s0WAI/AAAAAAAAARU/DvwNTlWHQlo/s1600/farmville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TG1ck8s0WAI/AAAAAAAAARU/DvwNTlWHQlo/s320/farmville.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507159709183137794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have a FaceBook account or have heard of FaceBook, you've likely also heard of FarmVille, or FarmTown, or CafeWorld, or FishTown, or YoVille, or PetVille, or FrontierVille (I'm not making these up), you get the picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard of any of the above, let me fill you in. FarmVille and FarmTown are virtual farms, where you raise, water, and harvest crops. CafeWorld is a virtual Cafe that you own, where you 'hire' your other friends to serve other friends food, while you cook virtual food. I have not visited the other 'towns' or 'villages' or 'worlds' but I can assume they're pretty much the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what I want to know, is what do farmers or cafe owners or fish owners think of these games? Because, and I'm pretty sure I'm right here, you don't harvest crops by clicking on them and getting virtual money to buy other crops, to then harvest by simply clicking on them again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's not just you on this farm (or cafe) you can invite other friends on FaceBook to join in, send each other virtual 'gifts' (Trees, cows, barns, hay) or to fertilize your crops so you yield XP points. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on the top of the FarmVille screen on FaceBook, it says "Liked by over 1,500,000 people'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 1,500,000 people visit that virtual farm every. Single. Day. For who knows how long. Some people could spend hours clicking on crops and gaining 'XP points'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point? FaceBook was made to bring friends closer and keep in touch with them, now it's turned into a big money scheme. (Yes, do get 'Cash' in FarmVille, you have to pay real cash.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the United States alone there are 131,939,680 members on FaceBook, and as you read this several more people have joined. Now, the creator of FaceBook is very rich, I don't know exactly when he started the website, but I do know in 2007, when people started joining and the site really took off, he made $150 million. Can you imagine how many times that number has increased? Can you guess how much FarmVille makes now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make $52,000 an hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$1.2 million in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$8.8 million in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38 MILLION US DOLLARS a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what america is spending money and time on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with my rant now, let me just make it clear however that I have ABSOLUTELY NOTHING against FaceBook, I just think that too many people are taking the site for granted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S., The juggling tutorial WILL be coming, but probably not until after school starts, I'm still learning to juggle 3 balls. *sheepish grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-996692132791585791?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/996692132791585791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=996692132791585791' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/996692132791585791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/996692132791585791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/08/farmville-farmtown-cafeworld-fishtown.html' title='FarmVille (FarmTown, CafeWorld, FishTown, YoVille, etc.)'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TG1ck8s0WAI/AAAAAAAAARU/DvwNTlWHQlo/s72-c/farmville.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-8299647490247705740</id><published>2010-07-29T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T11:17:10.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tutorial</title><content type='html'>Hey, what would you all think of a juggling tutorial? I myself am learning to juggle and I've gotten past nearly all the 'steps' shall we say, in my juggling education. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, I'm done learning I was thinking on posting a tutorial on how to juggle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're anything like me and you're so much of a klutz you can barely walk without tripping, you think you'd never ever EVER be able to learn how to properly catch a ball never mind juggle, then you're wrong! Anyone can juggle, I've even seen people with one arm juggle! Well, I haven't SEEN it, but I know it CAN be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, would anyone be interested?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S., I realize the banner leaves something to e desired, but I worked on it and nothing seemed to fit, so, I'm just going to leave it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-8299647490247705740?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/8299647490247705740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=8299647490247705740' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/8299647490247705740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/8299647490247705740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/07/tutorial.html' title='Tutorial'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-8339598893860671040</id><published>2010-07-10T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T20:07:54.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TDk0ybRav5I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/yyOCrYSfQk8/s1600/BILD0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TDk0ybRav5I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/yyOCrYSfQk8/s320/BILD0146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492479261473947538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TDk0DXyzaZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7qnsn36zI2I/s1600/BILD0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TDk0DXyzaZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7qnsn36zI2I/s320/BILD0113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492478453086382482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TDkzzo0i-kI/AAAAAAAAAQs/yRpez78EoxM/s1600/BILD0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TDkzzo0i-kI/AAAAAAAAAQs/yRpez78EoxM/s320/BILD0051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492478182779189826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TDkuq2f0hpI/AAAAAAAAAQk/3Qn1yXYfRFo/s1600/BILD0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TDkuq2f0hpI/AAAAAAAAAQk/3Qn1yXYfRFo/s320/BILD0049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492472534273394322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TDkuLHwrwUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/QC9OmIVoslM/s1600/BILD0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TDkuLHwrwUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/QC9OmIVoslM/s320/BILD0009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492471989151711554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TDks4WrMNJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CeLfZqjVmF8/s1600/BILD3014.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/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TDks4WrMNJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CeLfZqjVmF8/s320/BILD3014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492470567226061970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TDkrFBFdEVI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rIAVGeonzTM/s1600/groupshotboomwhackers.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TDkrFBFdEVI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rIAVGeonzTM/s320/groupshotboomwhackers.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492468585745682770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* It's been a week now since I got home from camp and I still haven't done a decent blog post. I told myself that when I got home I would finally type out a decent sized blog post. And I didn't. But I will post pictures of things since I have not done that in a very long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-8339598893860671040?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/8339598893860671040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=8339598893860671040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/8339598893860671040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/8339598893860671040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/07/sigh-its-been-week-now-since-i-got-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/TDk0ybRav5I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/yyOCrYSfQk8/s72-c/BILD0146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-6237912140067641815</id><published>2010-07-07T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T06:50:38.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When you set a family down for breakfast</title><content type='html'>When you set a family down for breakfast there will be one child who didn't get juice, when the one child wants juice another child will decide they didn't get enough, when the child gets more juice they'll spill, when the child spills the drink the family will realize they need more napkins, upon getting more napkins one of them will trip over a dog, upon tripping over said dog, the dog will be let outside, after letting the dog outside all the family will hear for the next ten minutes is barking, once they can hear themselves think they'll remember the napkins, once the napkins have reached the table a child will want more syrup on their pancakes, once you give them syrup they'll be thirsty and want more juice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-6237912140067641815?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/6237912140067641815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=6237912140067641815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6237912140067641815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6237912140067641815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-you-set-family-down-for-breakfast.html' title='When you set a family down for breakfast'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-3012682832023929971</id><published>2010-06-23T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T14:09:36.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp</title><content type='html'>For those of you who do not know, even though I don't think I've made it known, I'm going to Camp Phillip on Sunday. And I'm already making lists of what I should bring and, yes, I'm packing already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday Henry went to camp, his first time sleeping there without us. We picked him up today, he greeted us with words of complaint but before we were even out the driveway, he was telling us how awesome it was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-3012682832023929971?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/3012682832023929971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=3012682832023929971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3012682832023929971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3012682832023929971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/06/camp.html' title='Camp'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-939720886269506877</id><published>2010-06-17T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T09:39:46.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Again My Lack Of Hearing Comes Into Play</title><content type='html'>Since I first saw Beauty and the Beast when I was probably about three or four, my favorite scene has been the scene in the bar where Gaston is singing with Leafou about how wonderful he is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Now, last night we were eating ribs in honor of the early Father's Day we were celebrating, and for some reason whenever I think of ribs I think of that scene in the bar in Beauty and the Beast. Don't ask me why, i have no idea. So, I had that song playing over and over in my head and I mentioned that. Now, there is one line where Gaston sings "I'm especially good at expectorating!" And Mom and Dad decided to sing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     For the past ten years I've thought that line was "I'm especially good at redecorating!" And I thought that was hilarious. Now, I find out that all along, one of the best lines, was about spitting not moving furniture around and painting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I still think it should be redecorating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-939720886269506877?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/939720886269506877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=939720886269506877' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/939720886269506877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/939720886269506877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/06/yet-again-my-lack-of-hearing-comes-into.html' title='Yet Again My Lack Of Hearing Comes Into Play'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-1630078652838454122</id><published>2010-06-05T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T15:08:00.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick Thought</title><content type='html'>It's only in 2010 that when looking at the newspaper you see an ad for a picture frame. I understand that it's a digital picture frame and it shows pictures in a slideshow format, but it's just weird seeing an ad for a picture frame and underneath it the words: 16 MB-installed flash memory, Displays JPEG picture format. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-1630078652838454122?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/1630078652838454122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=1630078652838454122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1630078652838454122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1630078652838454122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/06/quick-thought.html' title='A Quick Thought'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-206507880382197425</id><published>2010-06-03T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T08:48:25.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid's Thought On Life</title><content type='html'>And this is where I interview my little sister on her thoughts on life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What do you think about life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace: Well, it's really hard on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: How is it hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Well when I get my room messy I don't want to clean it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: That's not that hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: I know it's not hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: What could you do to make life better.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: If you got me a fairy or a fairy godmother. That would make my life better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: No Grace, I mean life in general, how could you make that better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Well, I could just poof myself over somewhere somehow. And I could have gum everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: No, how could you make someone's life better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Well, if they wanted gum everyday I could give them gum everyday. And if they didn't want a castle and they already had a castle  I could take it away for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's where I interview my little brother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What do you think about life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry: Um, I consider taste a really big burden because then you can't eat food if it tastes really bad. Alot of food tastes really bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: How could you make life better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: I could eliminate all war and eliminate all earthquakes and storms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: How could you make one persons life better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Let me think about that. I could give them a mansion, well I I couldn't really do that but. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, my view on life is that no matter what gets thrown at you, try to catch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And what could I do to make someone's life better? I would simply show kindness. (I type that with a kid looking over my shoulder, to whom I had been trying to give hints on what his answers should be.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-206507880382197425?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/206507880382197425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=206507880382197425' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/206507880382197425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/206507880382197425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/06/kids-thought-on-life.html' title='Kid&apos;s Thought On Life'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-7627000189053242186</id><published>2010-05-31T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T17:59:27.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Happy? Memorial Day!</title><content type='html'>I was going to start out this post, Happy Memorial Day, but think about it, would you think it 'happy' remembering those who died for our freedom? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday I went to a brunch at my Aunt's house, then my Uncle/cousin's joint birthday party. That was fun, I ate way too much though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went swimming, ate supper outside by the firepit (which included s'mores), and now we're getting ready for devotion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just about all that's been going on here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-7627000189053242186?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/7627000189053242186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=7627000189053242186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7627000189053242186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7627000189053242186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-memorial-day.html' title='Happy? Memorial Day!'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-3166630293061132332</id><published>2010-05-29T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T13:22:38.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs A Plenty, Blogs Galore</title><content type='html'>As you can see, I updated my blog list on the side of the page, to welcome the addition of two new blogs! One is run by my friend Bailey, the other is run by my friend Anna. Go check them out! Right now, go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-3166630293061132332?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/3166630293061132332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=3166630293061132332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3166630293061132332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3166630293061132332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-got-another-blog-for-you-to-follow.html' title='Blogs A Plenty, Blogs Galore'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-2279143589002717019</id><published>2010-05-19T10:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:57:33.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not even going to apologize this time for being late. I just don't update this very often. At all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since April I've been in four performances on stage, almost finished school, I think I finished piano, cleaned my room, got it messy again, knit a leg warmer and never finished the other one, became obsessed with making things into other things, like t-shirts into bags, started several books and never got past seven pages, and got my Summer clothes out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, the busiest thing I've been doing is the play, which you're all sick of hearing about, so just don't read the next paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a practice over a week ago (on Tuesday) for some nursing home people, then on Thursday we had to get there early, run over a few scenes, get hair and make-up done, which take about 3 hours for 52 kids, then have a dress rehearsal for some more nursing home people then run over some more scenes then get hair and make-up touched up, eat supper since most of us hadn't eaten since about 8, then we had our opening performance. The next day, Friday, we had to get there at about three to start hair and make-up and to practice before the 2nd performance at 7. Saturday was pretty much the same except it was the 3rd performance. Then on Sunday Me, Henry, and Grace wore our costumes to church then I went with mom to get my hair and make-up done while Henry and Grace stayed at Sunday School. Then we had our last performance ( :( ). Taking down the set went pretty quick, it probably seemed longer for the people who weren't running around asking if people needed help. then tomorrow we have the cast party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that was along paragraph, but I'm done talking about the play. For now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm going with my catechism class to the funeral home to learn about death. Doesn't that sound happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday everyone was still feeling rather sick or tired, and by everyone I mean me since I don't know how everyone else was feeling. But we went to Hayman Falls and drew sketches and took pictures and ran around. That was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday night us kids slept over at Grandma and Grandpa's then Monday was mainly hanging around regaining our energy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-2279143589002717019?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/2279143589002717019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=2279143589002717019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2279143589002717019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2279143589002717019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-not-even-going-to-apologize-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-2755399149137566677</id><published>2010-04-09T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T11:50:30.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Alive!</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't updated this blog in a long time, but I'm back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Happy late Easter everyone! We spent the day hanging out after church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Yesterday, Thursday, we got our play shirts. They're 'Safety Green' which means they practically glow in the dark. I have a picture here,&lt;br /&gt; ( http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30706718&amp;l=860155fc3e&amp;id=1004246654 ) you can see it even if you don't have a Facebook, and you can't see the full power of the color unless you're actually seeing it in person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Speaking of Flapper, only one more rehearsal at the church where we practice and then the rest of the practices will be at the theater. Yay! I'm really excited and I can tell it's going to look great when it's all put together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     There are performances May 13, 14, 15 at 7 pm &amp; the 16 at 2 pm. And 2 dress rehearsals (I believe) for people visiting form nursing homes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-2755399149137566677?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/2755399149137566677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=2755399149137566677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2755399149137566677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2755399149137566677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Still Alive!'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-6748997587820607481</id><published>2010-02-27T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T08:08:09.535-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flapper'/><title type='text'>Hello All</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been a while. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking about Friday. I don't think I'm going to switch blogs completely but I'll change the name of the site and possibly the URL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Thursday the Ziegfield girls and I learned the rest of 'It Has To Be Jazz'. Did I tell you I'm a Ziegfield?Now you know. Check out the full version here : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/TheHomeschoolPlay#p/u/1/IshfagoSn5c"&gt;It Has To Be Jazz Full&lt;/a&gt; I'm the one with the neon blue socks. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I practiced all the dances, in order. Afterwards I collapsed on my bed and fell asleep right away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-6748997587820607481?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/6748997587820607481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=6748997587820607481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6748997587820607481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6748997587820607481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-all.html' title='Hello All'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-2075711426041446155</id><published>2010-02-03T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T16:08:48.946-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Does this count as a post?</title><content type='html'>On Thursday our car broke down so we had to get a rental van, I have pictures on my camera but my camera is in the other room.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, Henry, and Grace are at Beauty and the Beast, I'll be seeing it within the next couple days with Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's just about all that's been going on here besides the normal, school, piano, Catechism, play practice, and cleaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-2075711426041446155?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/2075711426041446155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=2075711426041446155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2075711426041446155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2075711426041446155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/02/does-this-count-as-post.html' title='Does this count as a post?'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-1118800715174462241</id><published>2010-02-01T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T13:48:40.287-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You&apos;ll think it&apos;s cute'/><title type='text'>What Grace Just Said</title><content type='html'>I was up in Grace's room when she whispers to me, "Don't tell anyone, but I broke the head off of my boy Barbie on accident."&lt;div&gt;"That's fine, Barbie's heads break off all the time by accident."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It was an accident right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes, an accident means no one saw you do it and on purpose means someone saw you do it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No, accident means you didn't mean to do it and on purpose means you did mean to do it. So was it on purpose?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why did you do that?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-holds up another doll- "Because this doll didn't want to marry that doll."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What if another doll wanted to marry that doll?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Some people don't get married, God has a different plan for them. That's what Mom told me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But you still didn't need to break it's head off."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But that's what the plan was."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what life with Grace is like. She breaks heads off of dolls because that's the plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-1118800715174462241?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/1118800715174462241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=1118800715174462241' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1118800715174462241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1118800715174462241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-grace-just-said.html' title='What Grace Just Said'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-7856097270075363195</id><published>2010-01-11T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T14:17:27.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8beb148e28f5a3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D008beb148e28f5a3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329896816%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42232FEC382D6CE3DCB9B0C7C7F27646876B391C.5BE358EB124C37ED77B137AD84BB93B65C9BAEF0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8beb148e28f5a3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2xnGRIYsqtde8g1cpv5wU9DeLew&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D008beb148e28f5a3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329896816%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42232FEC382D6CE3DCB9B0C7C7F27646876B391C.5BE358EB124C37ED77B137AD84BB93B65C9BAEF0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8beb148e28f5a3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2xnGRIYsqtde8g1cpv5wU9DeLew&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-7856097270075363195?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/7856097270075363195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=7856097270075363195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7856097270075363195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7856097270075363195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-1442228010766066243</id><published>2010-01-07T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T15:37:41.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not in this. 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I've never seen an animal so scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had to get my hair trimmed in Wal-Mart. Mom was right, the lights are bright in there. But I got done quick enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Me, Mom, Henry and Grace shopped in Wal-Mart for about an hour or so. It was pretty crowded, and I yelled at Henry alot, but it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was mainly hanging out/fighting with Henry and Grace some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a little bit we're going to be watching A Christmas Story, I like that movie but Grace doesn't remember it so she doesn't understand the chants of 'You'll shoot your eyes out' and 'Daddy's gonna kill Ralphie!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Christmas Eve Eve, and we'll be watching It's A Wonderful Life. I also have Catechism class even though it's Christmas Eve Eve which should count as a holiday in a way, no one should have to do work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I've figured out how to put YouTube videos on my iPod which is exicted, mainly only for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm, I think that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone, hopefully all the commercializationism (yes, it's a word in my mind) doesn't stress you out too much, and remember, Jesus is the reason for the season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4187354185298359819?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4187354185298359819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4187354185298359819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4187354185298359819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4187354185298359819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/12/from-now-on-my-posts-might-probably-not.html' title='I don&apos;t have title.'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-511151337179815429</id><published>2009-12-21T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:26:30.413-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glasses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='packers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Week Before Christmas Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>This Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sy-wnwWBU3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/J8vXS0BlwBU/s1600-h/BILD1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417743073788646258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sy-wnwWBU3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/J8vXS0BlwBU/s320/BILD1690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sy-wnPc561I/AAAAAAAAAO4/4v89s92bWt0/s1600-h/BILD1667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417743064959150930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sy-wnPc561I/AAAAAAAAAO4/4v89s92bWt0/s320/BILD1667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sy-wmzBFHQI/AAAAAAAAAOw/-0p0QUHuxjs/s1600-h/BILD1659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417743057326251266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sy-wmzBFHQI/AAAAAAAAAOw/-0p0QUHuxjs/s320/BILD1659.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sy-wmWYvqEI/AAAAAAAAAOo/gd10qKrBRIA/s1600-h/BILD1650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417743049640880194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sy-wmWYvqEI/AAAAAAAAAOo/gd10qKrBRIA/s320/BILD1650.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sy-wmHmdeKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_4bUgc8I3gw/s1600-h/BILD1637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417743045671876770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sy-wmHmdeKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_4bUgc8I3gw/s320/BILD1637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Tuesday we had piano, after piano we dropped Henry and Gracie off at Grandma and Grandpa's because Mom and I had eye doctor appointments. We stayed up till 10 playing cribbage. Then in the morning we got up and went to the eye doctor and picked out new glasses, afterwards we went to SubWay then Goodwill. We went to the library somewhere in there too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on Thursday night we had a choir concert at church, it was fun, except it was really warm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning we drove to the Birch Hill nursing home and preformed another concert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that we picked up Bailey and went to a concert at our church. (Which we were not preforming in.)&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;On Saturday Mom, Dad, and Grace made lots and lots of cookies, and I got to help sprinkle, which mainly consisted of trying to use up the sprinkles that fell off of Grace and Henry's cookies. &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;On Sunday (yesterday) we went to church, then Grace, Henry and I practiced our Christmas program in the front of the church, after that we sang songs in the Fellowship hall and had a potluck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the potluck I went to Danielle's and hung out with her and her horse, Mel, until about four thirty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I got home I had a bit of a stomach ache but I ate supper and watched the Packers win. We got into our car and listened to the Packers lose. Then we drove off to Grace's dance recital. It didn't last for a long time but it was very good. Then we hung out and snacked on the trays of cookies and such until 9:30. &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;Today is the first day of Winter. It's 11:40 and I'm going to brush my hair. &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;I love Christmas vacation. &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;I just realized that the pictures got posted in the reverse order that I put them up. If that makes any sense. &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/5203781150804214250-511151337179815429?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/511151337179815429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=511151337179815429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/511151337179815429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/511151337179815429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-week.html' title='This Week'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sy-wnwWBU3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/J8vXS0BlwBU/s72-c/BILD1690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4182412201696639623</id><published>2009-11-28T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T10:18:47.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monk'/><title type='text'>Monk (no spoilers)</title><content type='html'>We watched the first part of the last episode of Monk last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was a good way to start wrapping up the series. I laughed, and I'll admit it, I cried. It was one of the best episodes yet and I can't wait until the series finale next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having it spoiler free is hard, how about this, highlight the rest of the post if you don't mind getting spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I loved the scene with Randy and the speaker phone thing, it was such a Randy moment too, you see him running up the stairs and I thought it was going to be his big moment where he catches the bad guy, but, of course, he messes up. It was really funny though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I loved the last scene, it was an awesome cliff hanger and I was literally on the edge of my seat. When Natalie was handing him the present was when I started crying, seeing her crying and knowing the show (and possibly the life of the main character) was coming to an end after eight seasons was sad. I loved what was in the present though. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And the vomiting, that was funny. He'd rather die then vomit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Also, I think I cried when Monk was at Trudy's grave, saying 'I love you, I'll see you tomorrow'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;AND it was so obvious it was the wipes that were poisoning him for crying out loud, and why didn't the detectives think to check the store seccurity camera. Argh!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4182412201696639623?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4182412201696639623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4182412201696639623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4182412201696639623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4182412201696639623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/11/monk-no-spoilers.html' title='Monk (no spoilers)'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-7277930597240793292</id><published>2009-11-22T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T10:21:58.126-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WHY?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life goes by'/><title type='text'>The Past Week Or Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SwnQ_gCXczI/AAAAAAAAAOY/RtWDQ-JyssE/s1600/BILD1201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407082616985187122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SwnQ_gCXczI/AAAAAAAAAOY/RtWDQ-JyssE/s320/BILD1201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace Doing Her Insane Eye Trick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SwnQ_aoAE3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/q11vJHd80Ys/s1600/BILD0780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407082615532426098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SwnQ_aoAE3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/q11vJHd80Ys/s320/BILD0780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SwnQ_Cb6XiI/AAAAAAAAAOI/YXVmX7qfago/s1600/BILD1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407082609039269410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SwnQ_Cb6XiI/AAAAAAAAAOI/YXVmX7qfago/s320/BILD1102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where did this year go? In some ways it seems like forever that we were getting the new Christmas tree up, or that I got my braces put on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's November already, it feels like it sould still be September. It's insane how fast time flies by sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me at least it seems like everything is rushing in front of me. The days are going by faster and faster. I wake up and then go to bed. I eat breakfast, then supper it seems somedays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it just that we started school and that takes up a good chunk of the day or what is it do you think? When you're little, the days seem to take forever, thy drag on and on and on and oooooonnnn. For the past years though, the days have been going quicker and quicker for me. I know lots of people feel the same way, but why is it? What makes us think that time is flying by quicker since we're older?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A 70 year old person and a 5 year old person could be standing next to each other, complely still. For the five year old the seconds are ticking by like hours but for the older person, it's just seconds, they fly by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But WHY? That's my big question. WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY??? Does someone somewhere know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why does time fly by faster when you're older and when you're younger does time take FOREVER? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/5203781150804214250-7277930597240793292?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/7277930597240793292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=7277930597240793292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7277930597240793292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7277930597240793292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/11/past-week-or-two.html' title='The Past Week Or Two'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SwnQ_gCXczI/AAAAAAAAAOY/RtWDQ-JyssE/s72-c/BILD1201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4278806518726406546</id><published>2009-11-13T12:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T12:49:56.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yea, I haven't posted in forever and the last time I posted it was very badly written and very short. My excuse, Facebook, it's addicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefuly in my nex post I'll put up some pictures, Danielle is coming in about twenty minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we had kareoke at church, Henry sang twice. I would've sung if no one was volunteering, it just would've depended on what songs they had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I never go on Blogger anymore, I'll try to start posting again but I'm busy just about all day with scool or activities and when I'm not doing those I'm rather on Facebook or playing with Grace, because if I don't she'll sit on my bed, jumping on me until I play with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the sidebar, that site, &lt;a href="http://www.virtual-bubblewrap.com/"&gt;www.virtual-bubblewrap.com&lt;/a&gt; is almost as addicting as Facebook. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I've been doing lately is burning DVD's. I'v been trying to burn DVD's on the old family computer (now mine) for about two years. As soon as we get a new computer however it has a built in DVD burner. It's very nice being able to burn DVD's at the touch of a button instead of sitting there for FIVE HOURS waiting for some new software to download then ANOTHER THREE waiting for the DVD itself to burn and then NOT HAVING IT PLAY! (P.S., I didn't really sit there the whole time, I had it downloading in the background when I was on the computer, or when I was playing with Henry and GRace or going outside etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was my monthly rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better now that I've finally posted something it what I know was a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Danielle should be here any minute, it just depends on how fast Dad can drive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4278806518726406546?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4278806518726406546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4278806518726406546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4278806518726406546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4278806518726406546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/11/yea-i-havent-posted-in-forever-and-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-1762378985523090100</id><published>2009-10-23T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T12:13:03.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summary/timeline since I last posted.</title><content type='html'>School, piano, school, catechism, school, choir, repeat. Repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday we had a homeschool field trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is really bland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-1762378985523090100?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/1762378985523090100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=1762378985523090100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1762378985523090100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1762378985523090100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/10/summarytimeline-since-i-last-posted.html' title='summary/timeline since I last posted.'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-8730083427266680264</id><published>2009-10-03T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T18:50:38.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took a 'What Should Your Nickname Be?' quiz and I got Sakura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-8730083427266680264?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/8730083427266680264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=8730083427266680264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/8730083427266680264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/8730083427266680264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/10/took-what-should-your-nickname-be-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-7648222495166416389</id><published>2009-10-02T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T17:30:08.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning Henry woke me up by ripping my blankets off and onto the floor almost pulling me with him. I went downstairs for breakfast then it was off to choir. After choir came lunch after lunch came clean-up andchores after that I hung out for a while.&lt;br /&gt;About an hour o so we had a supper of sushi, egg roll, sweet sauce, wasabi (whoo), rice and raspberry jello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I did today now I get to rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't raspberry a funny word because it's not pronounced like it looks. Well, the berry part is but you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just searched in my iTunes library for the number 4. I'm going to put up a poll so you have to guess how many songs I have with 4 in the title. There, before I couldn't think of a poll topic and now I go one. It may be a weird one but at least it's something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I've been doing lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tree climbing. Mom and Dad said I got up at least 40 feet in one of our trees. It was nothing compared to the Mamba at Worlds of Fun but when there's no seatbelt it's alot freakier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-7648222495166416389?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/7648222495166416389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=7648222495166416389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7648222495166416389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7648222495166416389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-morning-henry-woke-me-up-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-1301659204313329448</id><published>2009-10-02T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T07:32:12.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano, Choir and Catechism oh my!</title><content type='html'>I think the parody on 'lions and tigers and bears oh my' is the most used blog title ever. There's probably a study somewhere on most popular blog titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one of my random thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-1301659204313329448?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/1301659204313329448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=1301659204313329448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1301659204313329448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1301659204313329448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/10/piano-choir-and-catechism-oh-my.html' title='Piano, Choir and Catechism oh my!'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-2784688955724265865</id><published>2009-10-02T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T07:27:18.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>I"m so happy! Yesterday I was supposed to get a tooth pulled. I had been trying for about three days to get it out, I spent literally hours pulling on it. (I know it would have been a lot less painful to just get it pulled, but I did NOT want to.)&lt;br /&gt;So about an hour before I had to go to the dentist I got it out which means A) My braces (for this reason) won't get delayed. And B) I didn't have a dentist sticking needles in my mouth. Does anyone know the technical term for a needlephobic?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-2784688955724265865?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/2784688955724265865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=2784688955724265865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2784688955724265865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2784688955724265865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/10/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-5416923978648265266</id><published>2009-09-28T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T13:11:42.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='More rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I hate my ortho.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Batman'/><title type='text'>More Rambling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SsEXV7GPu9I/AAAAAAAAANg/rygVWENAfRo/s1600-h/3560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386612294720404434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SsEXV7GPu9I/AAAAAAAAANg/rygVWENAfRo/s320/3560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried to beat the Monday curse this morning but I failed. I woke up at the wrong time, was cold for about two hours, couldn't pay attention in school and I've had a groggy feeling all day. But that's what comes with every Monday so I'd better get used to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Henry and Grace are watching The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Powerpuff&lt;/span&gt; Girls. I think they have all of those episodes memorized, that and Batman. Henry just ran out of the room because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TPPG&lt;/span&gt; were in trouble. What is it with him? Anything we watch, seriously, anything if something looks to be going wrong he'll run out of the room or cover his ears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace got herself dressed this morning, her shirt is still on backwards, she just got pants on and one of her socks is upside down. Ah well, she's trying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow morning we're going to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; Patch with some of the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;homeschoolers&lt;/span&gt;. That should be fun as long as I don't have to carry Grace for more than half an hour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just (really just, like five seconds ago) found out that Mom and I have dentist appointments on Thursday. I get to get a tooth pulled because it won't come out by itself. I need a tooth cleaning too. At least it won't be on Wednesday because then I'll be double dreading it (catechism). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hands were stuck for a second, it was weird, I couldn't move them. Maybe I'm going through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lockbrainitis&lt;/span&gt;. It's a medical condition where you (or I) can't think of anything to blog about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; it's almost October already. It seems like yesterday it was August. I've decided that I don't have a favorite season &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt;, I like the first week of every season, when it's still new. The first snowfall of winter, when it's crisp outside and it doesn't seems TOO cold. Or the first Monday of Summer when I sleep in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-5416923978648265266?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5416923978648265266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=5416923978648265266' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5416923978648265266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5416923978648265266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-rambling.html' title='More Rambling.'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SsEXV7GPu9I/AAAAAAAAANg/rygVWENAfRo/s72-c/3560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-5069241302827165095</id><published>2009-09-26T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T17:21:09.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nerdfighters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unicorns'/><title type='text'>I'm actually blogging again.</title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging ever since I got my latop, sorry about that it's just that my keyboard is really old (five or six years) and some of the keys don't work unless you pay attention and press down really hard so it's nice to type on this new computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first month of school went by surprisingly quickly, but it always seems to slow down the further into the school year you are. Like in the weeks before Christmas break it seems like each day is a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad got the pool all packed up today which was sad, but we kept it up for the longest we've ever had it up I think. Yeah, for the past few years we've been taking it down by the first week in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I'm not making much sense but I'm typing really fast because it's fun. I could ramble on and on about nothing for pages with this computer. Like nerdfighters for example, which aren't nothing but you know what I mean. Nerdfighters started about two years ago when John and Hank Green started videoblogging back and forth. If you've never heard of them check out their Brotherhood 2.0 youtube channel. But before watching any of the current videos watch Accio Deathly Hallows. I've had that song going through my head all day and I want someone else to have it going through their head also. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to ramble on about now...well on Sunday I asked Grace to start up a conversation about the trash can by the billboard and she was able to so why don't I have that talent? Grace can make up a conversation about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which do you prefer, zombies or unicorns (I know, I know, I've already talked enough about Nerdfighters) I think unicorns are stupid (sorry to any unicorn lovers) so I'm on team zombie. Comment on which side you're on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I struck up conversation on something that didn't have to do with anything but it did have to do with the nerdfighter thing because that's the running argument in nerdfighterdom. When I asked Dad which he prefered he said that was like asking him to choose between opera or mime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry was just playing a piano piece that I learned last year, the copier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the family needs the computer for watching Monk now (last season, so sad) so I'd beter sign off even though this is fun, I should ramble on about random things more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-5069241302827165095?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5069241302827165095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=5069241302827165095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5069241302827165095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5069241302827165095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-actually-blogging-again.html' title='I&apos;m actually blogging again.'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-2185460072039532541</id><published>2009-09-17T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:30:06.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I haven't posted in almost a month. I'll give you a quick review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started school, I got a laptop, we've gone on five or six bike rides, I've started catechism class, I actually know how to play badminton, we srt choir tomorrow and piano lessons on Tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-2185460072039532541?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/2185460072039532541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=2185460072039532541' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2185460072039532541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2185460072039532541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-i-havent-posted-in-almost-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-267991848778667086</id><published>2009-08-27T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T08:43:22.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm on Facebook. Please friend me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I foget if I posted about this already, if I did, just scan over it. But I'm in my new room! All the furniture is in, my books are on my shelf, and my clothes are in my dresser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else has really been going on. Summer's almost over, we start school on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-267991848778667086?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/267991848778667086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=267991848778667086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/267991848778667086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/267991848778667086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-on-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-7324504440967397454</id><published>2009-08-20T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T10:23:00.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday...</title><content type='html'>...I was a waitress at my Grandmas bingo birthday party. It was fun but when we got home at 11 I completly collapsed on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also:&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Bailey who has a new little sister!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-7324504440967397454?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/7324504440967397454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=7324504440967397454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7324504440967397454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7324504440967397454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday...'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-6754632868508028049</id><published>2009-08-09T08:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T09:07:49.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah, it's been forever since I've posted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sn7zR_LgWCI/AAAAAAAAANY/C2gORjznayc/s1600-h/BILD1565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367995296215226402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sn7zR_LgWCI/AAAAAAAAANY/C2gORjznayc/s320/BILD1565.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sn7zRr7s3cI/AAAAAAAAANQ/MFhYlgLk69U/s1600-h/BILD1564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367995291048664514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sn7zRr7s3cI/AAAAAAAAANQ/MFhYlgLk69U/s320/BILD1564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sn7zRbbqP_I/AAAAAAAAANI/_2VYLaZxOE0/s1600-h/BILD1448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367995286619308018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sn7zRbbqP_I/AAAAAAAAANI/_2VYLaZxOE0/s320/BILD1448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sn7yF8MfC0I/AAAAAAAAANA/wOROU5Y3hxA/s1600-h/snapshot1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367993989743971138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sn7yF8MfC0I/AAAAAAAAANA/wOROU5Y3hxA/s320/snapshot1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next post will have pictures (I think...:)).&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I got to go to Anna's house, it was so fun! I only took video and that takes to long to load. Maybe next post.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we're going camping again, Henry is going to Camp Phillip and the rest of us are camping at one of their camp sites. &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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day after we get home I'm going to my cousin Abby's house for a couple days. I haven't seen her since May or June so that'll be fun. &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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to be gone for Through The Eyes Of A Tweenager year one anniversary, I'll celebrate it by posting up a picture from a year ago. Or, more like four pictures. &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/5203781150804214250-6754632868508028049?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/6754632868508028049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=6754632868508028049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6754632868508028049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6754632868508028049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeah-its-been-forever-since-ive-posted.html' title='yeah, it&apos;s been forever since I&apos;ve posted.'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sn7zR_LgWCI/AAAAAAAAANY/C2gORjznayc/s72-c/BILD1565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-1658030581068075511</id><published>2009-07-16T13:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T13:44:10.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nebraska</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sl-Nrhde83I/AAAAAAAAAM4/FqfRMDVLkJw/s1600-h/BILD0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359157860450104178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sl-Nrhde83I/AAAAAAAAAM4/FqfRMDVLkJw/s320/BILD0617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sl-NrbHg6oI/AAAAAAAAAMw/EEz-yf1eUdg/s1600-h/BILD0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359157858747345538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sl-NrbHg6oI/AAAAAAAAAMw/EEz-yf1eUdg/s320/BILD0581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sl-NrNeG6_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/LoX4WLfgqvY/s1600-h/BILD0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359157855084014578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sl-NrNeG6_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/LoX4WLfgqvY/s320/BILD0573.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sl-Nq2WOOrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-PiC0puYWbc/s1600-h/BILD0570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359157848876923570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sl-Nq2WOOrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-PiC0puYWbc/s320/BILD0570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a great time, on the third day we went to an amusement park. Now anyone who's ever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;been to an amusement park knows I NEVER EVER go on roller coasters. I went on two. The first one is the one above, where you're put in a little box thing and spun around while going high up and down a curving etc. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, the econd one was the Mamba. The Mamba is the biggest roller coaster in the park. It takes one minute and ten seconds just to get to the top. Danielle didn't even go on it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know the feeling when you go down on a ferris wheel? I'magine that for about twenty seconds straight. the pictures that the staff people took of me were very funny. I would scan it, but it's small and it would turn out fuzzy. Here's the &lt;a href="http://www.worldsoffun.com/public/inside_park/rides/thrill_rides/mamba.cfm"&gt;Mamba&lt;/a&gt;. There's a short video to the side of the page. Now, wen you're on the ride, (they excluded the minute that it takes to go up the ride) it seems aLOT longer going down. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, shoutout! Happy Birthday Anna! Sorry I couldn't go to your birthday party. Hope you had a great time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-1658030581068075511?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/1658030581068075511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=1658030581068075511' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1658030581068075511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1658030581068075511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/07/nebraska_16.html' title='Nebraska'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sl-Nrhde83I/AAAAAAAAAM4/FqfRMDVLkJw/s72-c/BILD0617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-3019961292528477163</id><published>2009-07-07T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T13:42:58.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nebraska</title><content type='html'>One more thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week ago when I was cleaning out my room I got a phone call from Danielle saying I could come to Nebraska with her.&lt;br /&gt;So tommorrow I get to go to her house after supper because we're going to have to get up really early since it's a long trip.&lt;br /&gt;On the way we'll stop at Mall Of America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I jusr realized how badly this post was written.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-3019961292528477163?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/3019961292528477163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=3019961292528477163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3019961292528477163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3019961292528477163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/07/nebraska.html' title='Nebraska'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-5929339743262878965</id><published>2009-07-07T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T13:45:33.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post</title><content type='html'>Happy late fourth everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 3rd we went to a Timber Rattlers baseball game and Henry got to meet Spiderman and get his autograph, then there were 3d fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;After the fireworks everyone 14 and under got a chance to run the bases (I didn't, Henry did).&lt;br /&gt;When we got home it was almost midnight butit still took me about an hour to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late, Dad and Henry were already picking up Grace from Grandma and Grandpa's where she had slept over the night before. When Dad, Henry and Grace got home we had a breakfast of doughnuts and started getting ready for Margie, Elizabeth, Courtney and Grandma, who were coming over for the afternoon to celebrate the fourth with us.&lt;br /&gt;Courtney and I had a fun time playing in the (freezing) pool for about an hour. After we had dried off we played walkie-talkie games with Herny for about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I spent almost the whole day reading and designng a scarf, so there's not much to report there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thng. I think it was on the night of my last post that I was playing baseball with Grace. I tripped over her and landed smack on my tailbone.&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly walk for about two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, shoutout! Happy birthday Danielle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-5929339743262878965?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5929339743262878965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=5929339743262878965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5929339743262878965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5929339743262878965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/07/100th-post.html' title='100th post'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-7710825400551262289</id><published>2009-07-01T16:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:50:56.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awww</title><content type='html'>Kevin Jonas is getting married!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-7710825400551262289?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-5111069533184621125</id><published>2009-06-29T14:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:08:21.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I"m feeling blah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Skk7NFg_68I/AAAAAAAAAMU/Aex2FMV42-w/s1600-h/BILD0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just thought you'd like to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-5111069533184621125?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5111069533184621125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=5111069533184621125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5111069533184621125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5111069533184621125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-feeling-blah.html' title='I&quot;m feeling blah.'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-3015839457959607962</id><published>2009-06-29T14:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T14:57:47.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still cleaning.</title><content type='html'>Well, I did about four to five hours of cleaning so far today, about an hour and a half of babysitting, practiced piano, did my reading and blogged.&lt;br /&gt;I still have aLOT of cleaning to do. There's a huge pile in my room that I have to clean before I fall asleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Dad and I took apart the bunk bed and Mom and Dad are painting it. Grace and I are going to have to sleep on a mattress on the floor for a few nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-3015839457959607962?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/3015839457959607962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=3015839457959607962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3015839457959607962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3015839457959607962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/06/still-cleaning.html' title='Still cleaning.'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-7718098444778650033</id><published>2009-06-29T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T06:46:17.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I turn on the news.</title><content type='html'>Breaking News: Michael Jacksons second autopsy underway. In other news football coaches funeral is being planned, family members and friends gather and mourn.&lt;br /&gt;Did Billy Mays' last plane trip have anything to do wit his death?&lt;br /&gt;And last of all Farrah Fawcett's funeral is planned for sometime in the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-turn the channel-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New news on Michael Jackson-turn the channel-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farrah Faw-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-turn the channel-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson's kid confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-turn the channel-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything new in the news to report? For crying out loud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-7718098444778650033?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/7718098444778650033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=7718098444778650033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7718098444778650033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7718098444778650033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-i-turn-on-news.html' title='When I turn on the news.'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4161705180348399408</id><published>2009-06-28T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:54:14.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Title.</title><content type='html'>I was just helping Dad paint Grace's room, which is one more step closer to my new room.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I have to clean clean clean and clean. Ugh. My room is a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday I've been on &lt;a href="http://www.wixx.com/"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt; certain radios website  nonstop trying to rack up points so I can enter countless times in their contest. I don't want to risk any competition, so I'll just tell you if I win. Mwa ha ha, I'm evil aren't I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4161705180348399408?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4161705180348399408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4161705180348399408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4161705180348399408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4161705180348399408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-title.html' title='No Title.'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-3187701760886401598</id><published>2009-06-25T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T09:34:36.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michigan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Michigan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SkOm3ZG5f8I/AAAAAAAAALs/NRdrImO4ZBk/s1600-h/BILD0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351304252809117634" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SkOkzk_-R2I/AAAAAAAAAK8/4r3zfruc53w/s1600-h/BILD0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351301988258563938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SkOkzk_-R2I/AAAAAAAAAK8/4r3zfruc53w/s320/BILD0300.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SkOkzcWO2iI/AAAAAAAAAK0/U3gOSK8owfk/s1600-h/BILD0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351301985936005666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SkOkzcWO2iI/AAAAAAAAAK0/U3gOSK8owfk/s320/BILD0106.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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SkOkzFasPmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7zudX7tvZOE/s1600-h/BILD0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351301979780693602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SkOkzFasPmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7zudX7tvZOE/s320/BILD0129.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you ever go to upper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Michigan&lt;/span&gt; go on the Pictured Rocks Cruise, it was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&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/5203781150804214250-3187701760886401598?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/3187701760886401598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=3187701760886401598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3187701760886401598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3187701760886401598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/06/michigan.html' title='Michigan!'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SkOm3ZG5f8I/AAAAAAAAALs/NRdrImO4ZBk/s72-c/BILD0188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4707955107207826820</id><published>2009-06-18T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:41:21.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing and Cleaning and Camping, Oh My.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;, after breakfast we're all packing up the car and going to Michigan for the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;I'll put pictures on here or on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Flickr&lt;/span&gt;, or just make a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;slideshow&lt;/span&gt; like last time.&lt;br /&gt;Today though, we've been packing our bags and cleaning so when we get home the house will be clean.&lt;br /&gt;The dogs will go to the kennel, and they're VERY excited. They love the kennel!&lt;br /&gt;Since Scooby and PJ have been on a diet over the winter, I've been joking that their ready for 'swimsuit season'. Scooby was very pleased when I told him that. (He spun around in circles with that goofy grin on his face.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4707955107207826820?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4707955107207826820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4707955107207826820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4707955107207826820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4707955107207826820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/06/packing-and-cleaning-and-camping-oh-my.html' title='Packing and Cleaning and Camping, Oh My.'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4476889707253545752</id><published>2009-06-12T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T08:07:58.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SjJnoElF6YI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Nq62md52etM/s1600-h/BILD0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346449645763946882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SjJnoElF6YI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Nq62md52etM/s320/BILD0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                            My Knitted Bunny&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SjJnn5sOFRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/BfJh6BcvFJ8/s1600-h/BILD0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346449642841052434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SjJnn5sOFRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/BfJh6BcvFJ8/s320/BILD0116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SjJnnnsChdI/AAAAAAAAAJs/-fjp8ORrGLw/s1600-h/BILD0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346449638008456658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SjJnnnsChdI/AAAAAAAAAJs/-fjp8ORrGLw/s320/BILD0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4476889707253545752?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4476889707253545752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4476889707253545752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4476889707253545752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4476889707253545752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SjJnoElF6YI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Nq62md52etM/s72-c/BILD0117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-5034428595897461457</id><published>2009-06-11T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T10:24:25.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My awful yo-yo skills'/><title type='text'>Yo yo</title><content type='html'>Danielle gave me my birthday present on Sunday, and part of it was this yo-yo stick, I don't have time to edit this video, so you see me drop the yo-yo and whack myself in the head a few times.&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;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d1c61ddb1da69ee9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd1c61ddb1da69ee9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329896817%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D53350591A66E0E1CED753453EFE33EB943300A29.31E45F6C79CCD95D9FE116F481EBF3A10D2046B1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd1c61ddb1da69ee9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnIxLn78dflwn3C0tMqMpxs_Pegs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd1c61ddb1da69ee9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329896817%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D53350591A66E0E1CED753453EFE33EB943300A29.31E45F6C79CCD95D9FE116F481EBF3A10D2046B1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd1c61ddb1da69ee9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnIxLn78dflwn3C0tMqMpxs_Pegs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bonus, I got a new CD, can anybody tell me what it is? (Besides Danielle, because I already told her.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-5034428595897461457?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d1c61ddb1da69ee9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5034428595897461457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=5034428595897461457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5034428595897461457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5034428595897461457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/06/yo-yo.html' title='Yo yo'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-5571513538997293266</id><published>2009-06-11T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:49:32.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Danielle was able to make it, so we went shopping, stayed up late talking (I haven't talked to her for about two months), and tried to pull and all-nighter (resulting in falling asleep at about midnight).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday Mom and Dad are going on a camping trip so I get to stay over at Grandma and Grandpa's again, I've promised Henry that I'll go shopping with him one day and Gracie the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then here's more  exciting news, I did my toes, tell me what you think.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SjFsgj0KxqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/f-0xfKROSEU/s1600-h/BILD0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346173539291154082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SjFsgj0KxqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/f-0xfKROSEU/s320/BILD0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SjFsgkJj-zI/AAAAAAAAAJc/kEqlNddBYqg/s1600-h/BILD0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346173539380886322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SjFsgkJj-zI/AAAAAAAAAJc/kEqlNddBYqg/s320/BILD0217.JPG" 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/5203781150804214250-5571513538997293266?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5571513538997293266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=5571513538997293266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5571513538997293266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5571513538997293266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/06/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SjFsgj0KxqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/f-0xfKROSEU/s72-c/BILD0219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-6650861899886279447</id><published>2009-06-03T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:08:35.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumpy 2</title><content type='html'>Here's a picture of me, since Anna and Bailey don't want their pictures on here. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SibX_mYeKOI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aqvjOUoEU60/s1600-h/BILD0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343195495556589794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SibX_mYeKOI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aqvjOUoEU60/s320/BILD0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having Bailey and Anna over was really fun! We made a mini movie, and I finally finished editing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ordered a book from eBay on Saturday, and it'll be coming any day now (they shipped it on Monday I think).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait till Sunday, I can't wait till Sunday. I'm sleeping over at my grandparents house, and since Danielle lives so nearby we MIGHT be able to go shopping around Bonduel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the week after that, I'm sleeping three nights in a row and my grandparents house, and Danielle MIGHT be able to stay over one of those nights. (It's fine by my grandparents, I just have to remember when the nights are and ask or call Danielle if she can).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-6650861899886279447?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/6650861899886279447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=6650861899886279447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6650861899886279447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6650861899886279447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/06/jumpy-2.html' title='Jumpy 2'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SibX_mYeKOI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aqvjOUoEU60/s72-c/BILD0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-7011959639002995816</id><published>2009-05-29T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T09:14:59.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumpy</title><content type='html'>I can't wait. Two more hours. I'm going crazy. When will Anna and Bailey be here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unconsciously&lt;/span&gt; scratching my arm and now it's bleeding. Isn't that great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 'Monk' day, or cleaning day. So I finished my cleaning first (I was trying to take as long as possible, but whenever you do that it seems to go faster) and then I hopped in the shower. Ugh, I had forgotten the dishwasher was on. Brr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm trying to stretch every one of my activities this morning out as long as I can, so I wont just be sitting around, jumping up and down.&lt;br /&gt;So sorry if I'm not making much sense, I'm trying to draaaaawwwww thhhiiiisssss oooouuuuttt aaasssssssssss llloooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggg aaaaaasssssssssss pppppppooooooooooooooosssssssiiiiiiiiibbbbbbbbbbbbllllllllllleeeee! (I'm trying to draw this out as long as possible).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I don't know what else is new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been writing alot in my notebook. I was writing before I came on here and started typing. I guess I could work on my novel, but I don't know what I'd write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys think of my new layout? I was looking around for a looong time for 'free classic blogger templates' yes, I still use classic. And after about five pages I found a site, what's it called, oh yeah.  &lt;a href="http://www.blogspottemplate.com/"&gt;www.BlogspotTemplate.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture icon thing isn't letting me put up a picture right now, so I guess I'll stop boring you with my boredness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-7011959639002995816?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/7011959639002995816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=7011959639002995816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7011959639002995816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7011959639002995816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/jumpy.html' title='Jumpy'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-4776873889472938611</id><published>2009-05-28T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T07:50:02.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't wait until tommorrow!</title><content type='html'>Mom and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sh6iRBGOtPI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PhbTe3La69s/s1600-h/BILD0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340884621344027890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sh6iRBGOtPI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PhbTe3La69s/s320/BILD0606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom, Grace, and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sh6iQ6CVM2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/fLxdhgESSYE/s1600-h/BILD0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340884619448628066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sh6iQ6CVM2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/fLxdhgESSYE/s320/BILD0605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A can of Sun-Drop, Henry, and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sh6iQlehO1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Y6AMEafYIQ0/s1600-h/BILD0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340884613929712466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sh6iQlehO1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Y6AMEafYIQ0/s320/BILD0604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All eating lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sh6iQVp6c9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/_EEjXR1a0vQ/s1600-h/BILD0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340884609682535378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sh6iQVp6c9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/_EEjXR1a0vQ/s320/BILD0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bailey and Anna are coming over tommorrow, I can't wait. I'll probably put pictures on here, but you know how bad I am at that, so again, don't get your hopes up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know how about a month or so ago I posted about a day in the park, and I soaked up the sun and what-not. Well, now I'm finally putting up pictures, because I finally emptied them off of my camera. I had 107 pictures on my camera, so it wasn't vital, but I decided to take them off anyways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, and in the video from the Memorial Day weekend, IT WASN'T ME! At the end of the clip. I REPEAT, IT WASN'T ME! I watched that video very shortly after it was taken, and I know for a fact that it wasn't me, just to make it clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I have three people's reactions to that video. Mom just started laughing, Abby sent me an e-mail saying 'Well, it wasn't me. That sounds like the boys from my school. But as far as I know none of them were present at the time.' And Dad full out said, "That sounded like a big juicy fart."(He said it, not me). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it is a mystery to me, that noise. Courtney? Do you have something to admit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, Dad, Henry and I played Scat. I beat both of them into the ground. We played with nickels, Henry won ten cents, I won thirty-five cents, and Dad lost forty-five cents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also finished up Season Three of Monk. I'll admit, I was almost crying in the last episode. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here's a nice long post for you guys, so I won't feel guilty about not posting words for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See Ya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maddi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-4776873889472938611?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4776873889472938611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=4776873889472938611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4776873889472938611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/4776873889472938611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cant-wait-until-tommorrow.html' title='I can&apos;t wait until tommorrow!'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/Sh6iRBGOtPI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PhbTe3La69s/s72-c/BILD0606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-3712848767244620510</id><published>2009-05-27T12:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T12:57:30.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes!</title><content type='html'>I know this sounds silly, but I'm so pleased with myself for figuring out how to do this. Watch. I know it's a little dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f3e5fc77fd1b6233" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/3712848767244620510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=3712848767244620510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3712848767244620510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3712848767244620510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes.html' title='Yes!'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-6515041836050712358</id><published>2009-05-27T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:21:00.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Memorial Day Weekend 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-29d5701939ba55f5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/6515041836050712358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=6515041836050712358' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6515041836050712358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6515041836050712358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures-from-memorial-day-weekend-2009.html' title='Pictures from Memorial Day Weekend 2009'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-1769775850238764352</id><published>2009-05-22T14:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:30:54.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiya</title><content type='html'>We cleaned for three hours this morning. I just finished watching Henry and Grace for about an hour. And now I'm headed outside to mow the lawn (possibly the whole thing). But I'm happy right now. I don't know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-1769775850238764352?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/1769775850238764352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=1769775850238764352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1769775850238764352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/1769775850238764352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiya.html' title='Hiya'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-5174533222684834239</id><published>2009-05-21T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:04:43.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>The reason I didn't put up any pictures was because I only took one! It's of Gracie and Becca. Grace is frowning because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;interrupted&lt;/span&gt; their game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-5174533222684834239?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5174533222684834239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=5174533222684834239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5174533222684834239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5174533222684834239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-5388328841341701347</id><published>2009-05-21T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:03:35.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick</title><content type='html'>Phooey. On the last day of school I get sick.&lt;br /&gt;Blech. I feel awful. Hopefully it'll only last a little bit. It's mainly just a headache, sore throat, and aches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-5388328841341701347?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5388328841341701347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=5388328841341701347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5388328841341701347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5388328841341701347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-7423362357745261634</id><published>2009-05-21T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:01:14.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comment Thing Cleared Up</title><content type='html'>There was a small area of time where no one could post comments. That's all fixed. I spent many countless hours into the night to figure it out. Just kidding. It took about three minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-7423362357745261634?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/7423362357745261634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=7423362357745261634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7423362357745261634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7423362357745261634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/comment-thing-cleared-up.html' title='Comment Thing Cleared Up'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-2892087459651299557</id><published>2009-05-19T17:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:17:57.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>80 posts</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-2892087459651299557?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2892087459651299557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2892087459651299557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/80-posts.html' title='80 posts'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-2502653659207879418</id><published>2009-05-19T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T07:23:47.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Twitter</title><content type='html'>My Twitter username is henrygracie just go to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Twitter"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; and type in henrygracie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-2502653659207879418?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2502653659207879418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2502653659207879418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-twitter.html' title='My Twitter'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-3066648312503781312</id><published>2009-05-18T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:17:46.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Bad Audio Qulity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The audio quality in this video is really bad, I know, but what's mainly going on is Danielle is freaking out because a spider just crawled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt; 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presentation night at our church.&lt;br /&gt;I'll put pictures up tomorrow, if I remember, and if not tomorrow then the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is also my last piano lesson. I think, I don't know if I'm having anymore. Mom, please comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-6622103031832064133?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/6622103031832064133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=6622103031832064133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6622103031832064133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6622103031832064133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/homeschool-presentation-night.html' title='Homeschool Presentation Night'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-7067199571487179602</id><published>2009-05-16T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:18:33.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we're hosting a Graduation for my cousins, Margaret and Nikki.&lt;br /&gt;Randy and Nancy are coming over the day beforehand to help set-up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-7067199571487179602?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/7067199571487179602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=7067199571487179602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7067199571487179602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/7067199571487179602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-2157617548633479091</id><published>2009-05-16T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T10:05:50.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats</title><content type='html'>Stephanie got the answer, it is a Jonas Brothers song, but does anyone know what song it is? (This is tricky, good luck)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-2157617548633479091?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/2157617548633479091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=2157617548633479091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2157617548633479091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2157617548633479091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/congrats.html' title='Congrats'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-5393706430220007184</id><published>2009-05-16T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T07:40:28.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit from the book I'm writing</title><content type='html'>I know it's not Shakespeare.                                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Courtney woke up with her face buried deep in her pillow. Today we go to camp, she thought. For the past several years the girls had been going to camp. Rather for a weekend, or a full week, the girls made sure they got to camp.&lt;br /&gt;As Courtney was sitting up, waiting for Abby and Madeline to wake up, she remembered the years previous, Camp Luther, Camp Phillip, and Cousin Camp, they had been through it all. They had had their fights, memories, everything. They had started going to Camp when they were nine. Now Abby and Madeline were 17, and Courtney was 16, they could drive themselves to Camp. This was Courtney’s first year as a counselor (Madeline and Abby had done it last year).&lt;br /&gt;Courtney was sick of waiting for Abby and Madeline to wake up, so she quietly grabbed her pillow and whacked them in the heads with it, only to receive a couple whacks in return.&lt;br /&gt;After a good twenty minutes of hitting each other with pillows and laughing their heads off, the girls got up and had a breakfast of cold pizza, and Rice Krispies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-5393706430220007184?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5393706430220007184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=5393706430220007184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5393706430220007184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/5393706430220007184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/bit-from-book-im-writing.html' title='A bit from the book I&apos;m writing'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-2846438529124552573</id><published>2009-05-12T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:09:33.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Quiz Question</title><content type='html'>From my new favorite song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Everyone sees her but nobody knows her, she screams in her pillow for a better tomorrow.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-2846438529124552573?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/2846438529124552573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=2846438529124552573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2846438529124552573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2846438529124552573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-quiz-question.html' title='New Quiz Question'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-6181444668519866863</id><published>2009-05-10T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T13:05:00.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SgczIqR90yI/AAAAAAAAAIE/dEpBdHcsMd4/s1600-h/PC040029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334288507525255970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SgczIqR90yI/AAAAAAAAAIE/dEpBdHcsMd4/s320/PC040029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SgczIli8M8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/LKP7qrub7I4/s1600-h/BILD0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334288506254275522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SgczIli8M8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/LKP7qrub7I4/s320/BILD0318.JPG" border="0" /&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/5203781150804214250-6181444668519866863?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/6181444668519866863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=6181444668519866863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6181444668519866863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/6181444668519866863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SgczIqR90yI/AAAAAAAAAIE/dEpBdHcsMd4/s72-c/PC040029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-2231455177537463249</id><published>2009-05-08T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:40:49.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Catch up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SgShkOulrUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/QwS3mOjnMNQ/s1600-h/BILD0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, today was a busy day, not really but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;We just got home from a few relaxing hours at a park, the park that we went to has a trail that leads to this peaceful river. I lay on the beach area (it's not really a beach but that's what I'm calling it) and soaked up the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from my day at Danielle's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           Swinging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SgShjzmgnEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/jQgPI12edFk/s1600-h/BILD0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333565495232732226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SgShjzmgnEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/jQgPI12edFk/s320/BILD0335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        &lt;br /&gt;                                                            Mel and Danielle shaking hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SgShj29r-uI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BvmdyZpLq6c/s1600-h/BILD0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333565496135252706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SgShj29r-uI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BvmdyZpLq6c/s320/BILD0338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 Posing with the flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SgShjuCSpwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lr7IyRHdql8/s1600-h/BILD0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333565493738645250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SgShjuCSpwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lr7IyRHdql8/s320/BILD0329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     &lt;br /&gt;                                                                  Posing with the flowers                                                                               &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SgShjTXF-DI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/CA6vmVy5oh0/s1600-h/BILD0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333565486578137138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SgShjTXF-DI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/CA6vmVy5oh0/s320/BILD0327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then here's a ten second video I made when I was bored it took a LONG time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the total amount of pictures in this video is like 70!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice how my hair changes half-way through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="309" height="255" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5abd6d22c0ea35b2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5abd6d22c0ea35b2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329896817%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D125785F785112C91AEFEB49D4710D02F6DF10DF2.31637CCEC3809FBEFD6FB6F5A86BE57A77D8E0A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5abd6d22c0ea35b2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUWFhxP439ItUMEv1xXmsZbNMYDA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="309" height="255" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5abd6d22c0ea35b2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329896817%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D125785F785112C91AEFEB49D4710D02F6DF10DF2.31637CCEC3809FBEFD6FB6F5A86BE57A77D8E0A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5abd6d22c0ea35b2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUWFhxP439ItUMEv1xXmsZbNMYDA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah! And Dad is outside painting the porch. It used to be this old greenish color, and now Dad is changing it brown.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-2231455177537463249?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5abd6d22c0ea35b2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/2231455177537463249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=2231455177537463249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2231455177537463249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/2231455177537463249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-catch-up.html' title='More Catch up'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGTH8vLy4PI/SgShjzmgnEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/jQgPI12edFk/s72-c/BILD0335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-3551272195416976898</id><published>2009-05-03T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T06:31:43.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A tad of Catch Up</title><content type='html'>I'm going to DD's house today! I might bring my camera then I can put up pics.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the whole not posting the next episode of Lost In WI, I keep forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;And it takes a long time, so MAYBE tonight when I get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-3551272195416976898?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/3551272195416976898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=3551272195416976898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3551272195416976898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/3551272195416976898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/tad-of-catch-up.html' title='A tad of Catch Up'/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5203781150804214250.post-8322874492614187819</id><published>2009-05-03T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T06:30:07.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the answer to the quiz thing was the Greenday one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5203781150804214250-8322874492614187819?l=throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/feeds/8322874492614187819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5203781150804214250&amp;postID=8322874492614187819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/8322874492614187819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5203781150804214250/posts/default/8322874492614187819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofatweenager.blogspot.com/2009/05/answer-to-quiz-thing-was-greenday-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606116954593001755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbKSbEQ7g1Q/TfU5OsIOOnI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ruy8FyfeHi0/s220/MadelinePortrait2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
