<?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-14124948</id><updated>2011-12-18T20:51:50.339-05:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='family'/><title type='text'>La Pura Verità</title><subtitle type='html'>"Sanctify them by the truth; Your Word is truth."  John 17:17</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>297</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-6071045217804511298</id><published>2011-08-07T19:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T08:53:58.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam and Mama..."Against the World!"</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe it...I mean, I SERIOUSLY can't believe it.

My first baby boy is becoming a teenager this week.

I can remember living in Wisconsin when Sam was born.  It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.  Literally.  Matt was working full-time and going to school full-time and we saw him for about an hour during the daylight.  I was 24 and living far away from home for the first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6071045217804511298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=6071045217804511298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6071045217804511298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6071045217804511298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2011/08/sam-and-mamaagainst-world.html' title='Sam and Mama...&quot;Against the World!&quot;'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/TQg1M-fiQdI/AAAAAAAABf8/qezf3w_4gmM/s72-c/littlemama2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-7034558583169904875</id><published>2011-07-23T12:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T12:21:45.044-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(All-time favorite pic of Jo...giving a gentleman's bow to the bride to attempt to persuade her to dance with him.  I love her reaction!)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7034558583169904875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=7034558583169904875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7034558583169904875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7034558583169904875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2011/07/all-time-favorite-pic-of-jo.html' title=''/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dvxMFaCmWp0/Tir1Ca4xv2I/AAAAAAAABjA/lCaiURMn59M/s72-c/IMG_1865-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-1647033503343531918</id><published>2011-07-22T18:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T18:44:58.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Editing!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1647033503343531918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=1647033503343531918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1647033503343531918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1647033503343531918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2011/07/fun-with-editing.html' title='Fun with Editing!'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lvLP3SGuJ7k/Tin6czxDEmI/AAAAAAAABi4/JywZlXDiWB4/s72-c/DSC00657-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-4206902365049312726</id><published>2010-12-16T23:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T09:09:38.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Daddy"</title><summary type='text'>To my eldest...I really believe that it's my job to "learn" you.  I have lots of things that I consider my jobs in life but that one definitely ranks high on the list.For 12 years now, I've been doing my job.Watching, listening, sneaking and peeking, reading and staring.  Asking, asking and more asking.Who is Sam?  What makes him tick...what makes him ticked off?!  What does he feel passionate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4206902365049312726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=4206902365049312726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4206902365049312726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4206902365049312726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2010/12/daddy.html' title='&quot;Daddy&quot;'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/TQg1M-fiQdI/AAAAAAAABf8/qezf3w_4gmM/s72-c/littlemama2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-4591480367897013138</id><published>2010-12-15T00:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T10:39:11.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pies and People-A Memory</title><summary type='text'>My Prince of Danville-I know I shared this with you on Thanksgiving but I want to officially get it on the record!This is a fact."One day one of your children will ruin one of your wife's pies."I remember it so clearly.  We were rushing out the door to be able to make it to GG's for a party and my job was to carry a pie to the car.  My mom had worked all day on the pies.  She made them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4591480367897013138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=4591480367897013138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4591480367897013138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4591480367897013138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2010/12/pies-and-people-memory.html' title='Pies and People-A Memory'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/TQg1M-fiQdI/AAAAAAAABf8/qezf3w_4gmM/s72-c/littlemama2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-3632649558063055344</id><published>2010-12-15T00:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T02:09:13.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's listening</title><summary type='text'>My sweetie boys....Today I was listening to a sermon which led me to the story of Zechariah.  (Luke 1).  Andy Stanley pointed out verse 13..." But the angel said to him: “Do not be afraid, Zechariah; your prayer has been heard."For years Zechariah and Elizabeth had been praying for a child.  Years.  Years and years and years. While the angel's message was wonderful-bringing the answer that they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3632649558063055344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=3632649558063055344' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3632649558063055344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3632649558063055344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2010/12/hes-listening.html' title='He&apos;s listening'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/TQg1M-fiQdI/AAAAAAAABf8/qezf3w_4gmM/s72-c/littlemama2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-4624590444021271752</id><published>2010-12-14T22:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T22:27:07.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A post to upload my new signature</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4624590444021271752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=4624590444021271752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4624590444021271752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4624590444021271752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-to-upload-my-new-signature.html' title='A post to upload my new signature'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/TQg1M-fiQdI/AAAAAAAABf8/qezf3w_4gmM/s72-c/littlemama2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-3871255024201156892</id><published>2010-07-16T01:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T01:44:20.375-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice Doctor- Round Two</title><summary type='text'>SO, tomorrow I'm visiting a voice doctor.I saw a voice doctor a few years ago and this led to a very painful experience.  Tonsil...gone.  Sinuses...re-constructed.  All with the hope that I would re-gain a strong singing voice and  better capacity to breathe.It's been three years since I put all my singing eggs into that torturess surgery basket and sadly, I'm worse.  I can't sing alone in front </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3871255024201156892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=3871255024201156892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3871255024201156892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3871255024201156892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2010/07/voice-doctor-round-two.html' title='Voice Doctor- Round Two'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-521289769330190973</id><published>2010-07-16T01:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T01:29:24.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to begin?</title><summary type='text'>In a crowded room full of women the other day, it was quickly mentioned that my talent was writing.

I wasn't sure what to think about that.  It is evident to me that on some level this just can't be correct because I can BARELY teach my 5th grader grammar without having to fake my way through it.  

But, it's true.  I used to love to write.  It was a sweet spot for me.  A release when my voice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/521289769330190973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=521289769330190973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/521289769330190973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/521289769330190973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-to-begin.html' title='Where to begin?'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-1004597011128605407</id><published>2010-03-14T23:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T00:02:37.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Neglect</title><summary type='text'>My poor, sad blog has suffered severe neglect to the hands of Facebook....I said I would never do this but sadly, I'm lazy and FB is much easier.My life is busy with everything that a mom and wife has on her plate and I'm renovating a house with my dad and brother.  Life is always changing and you'd think by my age, I would be prepared for that.  Some easy, some hard...some good, some sad...some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1004597011128605407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=1004597011128605407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1004597011128605407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1004597011128605407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2010/03/neglect.html' title='Neglect'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-1955581035173493709</id><published>2009-11-30T22:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:57:14.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love this!</title><summary type='text'>Romantic Vampires?via WithoutWax.tv by Pete Wilson by Pete Wilson on 11/20/09Listen, I know men are weird. I know you ladies often wonder what in the world attracted you to us in the first place. You wonder…-Why do men always have to buy the biggest and most expensive version of everything? We’re utterly consumed by the latest weed-eater, shopvac, knife, or electronic gadget.-Why do men always </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1955581035173493709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=1955581035173493709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1955581035173493709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1955581035173493709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-this.html' title='Love this!'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-1724364459415788854</id><published>2009-11-22T21:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:43:13.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Edward JACOB brought Baby Reese</title><summary type='text'>WARNING:  There's always the risk with a really good girl's night out that someone WILL go into labor!Less than 24 hours from our movie night and Baby Reese finally arrived!Steph and I dashed up to see her this afternoon and she is beautiful!  She has red hair and is the picture of her new daddy!...when I think of where we were just a couple of years ago, San...She is such an unexpected miracle, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1724364459415788854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=1724364459415788854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1724364459415788854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1724364459415788854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2009/11/edward-jacob-brought-baby-reese.html' title='&lt;strike&gt;Edward&lt;/strike&gt; JACOB brought Baby Reese'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/Swn1FZiJQKI/AAAAAAAABV8/TEjPoMdhs1A/s72-c/DSCF0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-2415136988585561832</id><published>2009-11-22T09:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:47:00.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"New Moon"...and Old Friends</title><summary type='text'>I'll briefly admit it despite your mocking...I love the Twilight series.I'm 35.I'm married.(I still love them!)SO...Sadly, when my BFF's birthday was lost to a bad bout of morning sickness, she promised me that we would have our birthday night out when the second twilight movie premiered.To our GREAT SHOCK, Sandy STILL has not pushed that baby out so YYEEAAHH....she got to go with us.  (And her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2415136988585561832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=2415136988585561832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2415136988585561832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2415136988585561832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moonand-old-friends.html' title='&quot;New Moon&quot;...and Old Friends'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/Swif0aJm1rI/AAAAAAAABS4/oqMNhRMkmB0/s72-c/DSCF0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-3392314290746640195</id><published>2009-11-21T22:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:05:44.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye, Bye, Baby Bump!</title><summary type='text'>This week Josiah finally said good-bye to the little hernia above his belly button that we have long since called the "Baby Bump".  He was born with it and while I was mysteriously told by a couple pediatricians that I sincerely trust that it would some day "go away"...this really doesn't seem to be the case.

It started to cause him some pain this fall and we decided to get a second opinion from</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3392314290746640195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=3392314290746640195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3392314290746640195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3392314290746640195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2009/11/bye-bye-baby-bump.html' title='Bye, Bye, Baby Bump!'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/SwioK_BdErI/AAAAAAAABUQ/rv_HHuG-AFE/s72-c/DSCF0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-4409183805449629164</id><published>2009-11-21T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T21:52:36.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2009</title><summary type='text'>"All Harmless family members must participate!"

And, I won this year as everyone went along with my command!

Matt was a...hmmm, I'm not sure how to title him without it potentially being offensive...I guess you can decided what he was!  I was an 80's homecoming queen.  Jo was a skeleton guy AGAIN...I'm getting worried about his skeletal infatuation!  Hopefully, he's interested in becoming a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4409183805449629164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=4409183805449629164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4409183805449629164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4409183805449629164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-2009.html' title='Halloween 2009'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/SwimTWDVokI/AAAAAAAABTw/meGMtFHMy14/s72-c/DSCF0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-3567044794699094632</id><published>2009-10-15T08:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T09:02:13.844-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What inspired this?</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks ago I took a new friend out to lunch.  This is one of the perks of not working anymore.  Occasional "lunching".  Everyone should "lunch" in my opinion.  Anyway, we got done and maybe I was numb from too many chips and salsa or I'm having a pre-mid-life crisis...depressed..maybe??  I don't know but I had just had my hair that I was growing out trimmed three weeks prior AND colored but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3567044794699094632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=3567044794699094632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3567044794699094632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3567044794699094632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-inspired-this.html' title='What inspired this?'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/StcUN3lalOI/AAAAAAAABSY/LRC7aV8uneU/s72-c/meg-ryan-hair.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-662587370384754416</id><published>2009-10-13T00:55:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:22:35.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrabble Club</title><summary type='text'>Well...it's my suspicion that I have lost all readers with the signifigant gap in posting but that's ok.  This is the first day that I've really felt like blogging and so I'll do it for me!  I'm sitting in bed in a quiet house with my laptop and I'm patiently waiting for my tylenol pm to kick in(fat chance since I swallowed it down with my gigantic Diet Mountain Dew!)  So, here goes...Tonight I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/662587370384754416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=662587370384754416' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/662587370384754416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/662587370384754416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2009/10/scrabble-club.html' title='Scrabble Club'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-1016468005260445339</id><published>2009-05-07T14:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:56:26.014-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eliza Faith</title><summary type='text'>Today would have been my due date for the baby I lost in October.I was kind of dreading this week for a while. Sam and Matt leave for an overnight field trip today and I can remember getting notice of it while I was pregnant and asking for special permission for Sam to miss it since we would want him (and Matt) around for the birth.I think that just sort of sealed the date in my mind....and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1016468005260445339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=1016468005260445339' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1016468005260445339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1016468005260445339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2009/05/eliza-faith.html' title='Eliza Faith'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-7751513177172107221</id><published>2009-03-27T09:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:45:16.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Inconsistency</title><summary type='text'>I normally love to blog but it has gone on the back burner with the craziness that is our life and schedule. I believe it will eventually slow down...I believe, I believe..Oh, I believe!I read a quote this morning in my library that totally summed up my blogging!"A man swimming a horse across a turbulent stream does not stop to take a picture of the experience. I'll get my colts across the stream</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7751513177172107221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=7751513177172107221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7751513177172107221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7751513177172107221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-inconsistency.html' title='Blog Inconsistency'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-2861935419792577923</id><published>2009-03-23T21:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:50:46.412-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fingerprint</title><summary type='text'>The Lord has been so gracious to situate my circumstances to "press" me to change in big ways. It has been painful and fear has often been my choice but in His patience, He is leading me to His peace.I am seeing His fingerprints all over my life. My past, with all of my sins and trials and now my present. As Andy Stanley has said..."So many fingerprints that some of the glass I can't even see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2861935419792577923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=2861935419792577923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2861935419792577923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2861935419792577923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2009/03/fingerprint.html' title='A Fingerprint'/><author><name>Matt Harmless</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104934464539443514110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UMJrMifQloo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAMNs/Ql4Zw8cthwo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-6151078184881562463</id><published>2009-02-23T15:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T15:22:42.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birthday Tribute</title><summary type='text'>I'm posting this for my BFF, Steph.I never make it a secret when my birthday is approaching. As mentioned on Stephanie's blog, I spent our high school years putting post-it notes on everyones locker as a countdown to my big day.Well...as unbelievable as it may seem...this Friday I will turn 35.35When did that happen?I'm doing a little something different with my day. I've decided to reverse </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6151078184881562463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=6151078184881562463' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6151078184881562463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6151078184881562463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-tribute.html' title='A Birthday Tribute'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-8258222714394083589</id><published>2009-02-13T15:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T15:41:00.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Josiah</title><summary type='text'>Today is my sweet Josiah's 7th birthday.There is so much I could say about my beloved JoJo because he has brought an endless amount of happiness and joy to my life.  He's been a breeze to raise (so far!) and everyone he's around can't help but love him.  I watch him in his class at school and much to my amazement (because of the parents he got)...he's that "popular kid" I was always jealous of!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8258222714394083589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=8258222714394083589' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8258222714394083589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8258222714394083589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2009/02/josiah.html' title='Josiah'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-7634262040664304956</id><published>2009-02-12T22:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:43:57.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FSBO</title><summary type='text'>My house is up for sale. We've resigned from our jobs and packed a few boxes and told the sweet children that we work with the news....We're goin' home.So many people have asked us what has caused this decision and the answer isn't as easy to put our finger on as you might think. Coming to the South was exactly the right thing for us to do 5 years ago. It was a hard but good choice and I suppose </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7634262040664304956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=7634262040664304956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7634262040664304956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7634262040664304956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2009/02/fsbo.html' title='FSBO'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/SZTroElhUsI/AAAAAAAABRM/8pc5Ho1v9FA/s72-c/DSCF0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-94213807928547595</id><published>2009-01-30T08:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T09:24:39.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those moments....</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever had one of those moments in a group situation where you and another person mutually find something VERY funny that others just don't seem to embrace the same?And you continue to laugh and laugh...and laugh some more until everyone around you is irritated and thinks you are obnoxious?I had one of those moments this Christmas with my sister-in-law, Brandi.  Matt was kind enough to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/94213807928547595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=94213807928547595' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/94213807928547595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/94213807928547595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-of-those-moments_30.html' title='One of those moments....'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-3260339135761630359</id><published>2009-01-29T20:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:08:26.608-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2008 Favorites</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3260339135761630359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=3260339135761630359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3260339135761630359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3260339135761630359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-2008-favorites.html' title='Christmas 2008 Favorites'/><author><name>Matt Harmless</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104934464539443514110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UMJrMifQloo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAMNs/Ql4Zw8cthwo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-2357036283818206626</id><published>2008-12-12T10:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T10:46:56.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sub</title><summary type='text'>The advantage to being the sub who is ALSO the wife of the absent teacher:Sub/Wife can call missing teacher/husband on the cell phone and put it on speaker phone so teacher can yell at the kids from 30 minutes away!They love it...I love it...It's fun had by all!  (except for Sambo who has to throw up a million times to make it happen! Poor baby!)In case you wonder...Students are STILL trying to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2357036283818206626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=2357036283818206626' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2357036283818206626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2357036283818206626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/12/sub.html' title='Sub'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-3169041463126689672</id><published>2008-12-11T09:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:09:04.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My "Mom" letter to Santa</title><summary type='text'>I got a forward this morning from my sister-in-law that made me smile. I thought I'd post it for you! (Actually...I could almost hear my best friend's voice reading this out loud!) Isn't being a mom the best?!Merry Christmas, friends!--------------------------------Dear Santa,I've been a good mom all year.I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3169041463126689672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=3169041463126689672' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3169041463126689672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3169041463126689672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-mom-letter-to-santa.html' title='My &quot;Mom&quot; letter to Santa'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-3623572931690826767</id><published>2008-12-03T22:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:25:35.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruthless Mocking</title><summary type='text'>This is for those nearest and dearest to us from the years 1992-1996.  You'll get a kick out of this!Yesterday we got an e-mail from our counselling pastor at church, saying that he has recommended me and Matt to teach the pre-marital counselling class at church.Us.Pre-marital counselling.For people who are wanting to get married and needing Biblical education about whether or not to do it.From </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3623572931690826767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=3623572931690826767' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3623572931690826767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3623572931690826767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/12/ruthless-mocking.html' title='Ruthless Mocking'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-8889780074191356967</id><published>2008-12-03T21:24:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:21:45.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the Heat</title><summary type='text'>We got a phone call this afternoon from a friend of ours.It wasn't good.  It was familiar to us.Later, he stopped by so we could love on him...listen and pray.  The story and pain weren't uncommon to our kitchen table.Well, the story was common.  The pain-that kind of pain always seems to catch me unaware and leave a new bruise unlike any other.As we were talking and sorting and advising (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8889780074191356967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=8889780074191356967' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8889780074191356967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8889780074191356967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/12/take-heat.html' title='Take the Heat'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5179510001653768566</id><published>2008-11-23T19:08:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:38:08.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Honest Account</title><summary type='text'>"Well, I guess it's time to choose to get back into the swing of things."This is what I said to myself two weeks ago after days and days of avoidance and hibernation.That is what I do and I've found that I achieve it with excellence when I'm working through stages of grief and discouragement. Until a week ago, I will admit that I had yet to utter a word in prayer about the loss of our baby. I had</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5179510001653768566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5179510001653768566' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5179510001653768566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5179510001653768566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/11/honest-account.html' title='An Honest Account'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/SSn81BfYfgI/AAAAAAAAA5U/ad-hFumwi8Y/s72-c/DSC00030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-8189393646851754233</id><published>2008-10-28T21:06:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:44:34.539-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good-bye for now...</title><summary type='text'>My sweet friend, Monica, passed away yesterday morning. I just really can't find the words now but please read and watch her at my husband's blog...here. These last few weeks with losing my Grandmother and another baby to death and now accepting the reality of Monica's eternal healing instead of an earthly one, I have many questions. While always surrounded by lots people, the days can seem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8189393646851754233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=8189393646851754233' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8189393646851754233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8189393646851754233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-bye-for-now.html' title='Good-bye for now...'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/R2XqC-Eb6DI/AAAAAAAAAkk/RIazGZXby58/s72-c/monica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5022001803452601630</id><published>2008-10-15T13:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:38:16.182-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>From the Husband</title><summary type='text'>I am doing a short post for my wife.  Yesterday she went to the doctor's office for her weekly appointment and when they went to do the ultrasound, they couldn't find the heartbeat.  We had to go in last night to the hospital for the D &amp; C.  She asked me to post something here so that you all would know and could pray for her.  We are hoping for a quick recovery.  We are also praying for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5022001803452601630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5022001803452601630' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5022001803452601630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5022001803452601630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/10/from-husband.html' title='From the Husband'/><author><name>Matt Harmless</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104934464539443514110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UMJrMifQloo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAMNs/Ql4Zw8cthwo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-7808888817581751622</id><published>2008-10-03T19:27:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:20:48.538-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something good for something better....(Life after a miscarriage)</title><summary type='text'>I'm not sure if you've had one of these kind of days like today but it was a day like many of mine before.Sure, I was walking around doing my job...researching new library books and counting up PB&amp;J sandwiches to make sure there was a proper lunch count. Smiling at co-workers and making small talk about the weekend. I looked very normal and that was the goal. With weeks of asking my peers to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7808888817581751622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=7808888817581751622' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7808888817581751622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7808888817581751622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-good-for-something-better.html' title='Something good for something better....(Life after a miscarriage)'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-2818731990433181869</id><published>2008-10-02T11:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:28:21.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where in the world is Charity??</title><summary type='text'>Sick...oh so very, shockingly sick. After my last post, Devin should find this amusing...Completely unplanned, completely without fertility drugs (wha-huh?), Completely terrifying and wonderful all put together..."Life" takes a curve at our house.More posts to come but you can find out our announcement here:"Four" (Click)Where my very un-sick husband says it all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2818731990433181869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=2818731990433181869' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2818731990433181869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2818731990433181869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/10/where-in-world-is-charity.html' title='Where in the world is Charity??'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-8126521925626335800</id><published>2008-07-29T21:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:25:33.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypothesis</title><summary type='text'>Alrighty...I'm calling on my friends for their answer to my thirty-something question!What is it exactly that takes a well established, full-time working mom that has had her turn with an infant or two(up all night, breastfeeding, colic, baby flu, poopie dipes, the dreaded vaccines, etc.) to suddenly face a day of longing for a new baby?It will continue to baffle me that the moment I think I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8126521925626335800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=8126521925626335800' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8126521925626335800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8126521925626335800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/07/hypothesis.html' title='Hypothesis'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-7649200778031845962</id><published>2008-07-29T21:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:10:33.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Treat</title><summary type='text'>Here's my question...If you lift weights for 35 minutes and then go directly to Dairy Queen for a vanilla cone- Does this in fact cancel out the workout?You know what? Who the heck cares?!Isn't loading up the wet kids from the pool on a warm night and running to Dairy Queen for ice cream as a family one of those delightful summer treats? I'm careful with the calories but I'll always throw caution</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7649200778031845962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=7649200778031845962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7649200778031845962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7649200778031845962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-treat.html' title='Summer Treat'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-3860528505357108468</id><published>2008-07-28T15:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T15:36:33.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Milo gets a Cast</title><summary type='text'> What do you NOT want to do on a Saturday night..when you and everyone else in the house is sick...when you are supposed to be in bed for church the next day...when you are poor Christian school teachers and are hoping for an extended vacation in two weeks??Make an emergency trip to the all-night vet.It's a freakin' fortune!Milo lost a toe nail during a clipping and the result was two owners, one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3860528505357108468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=3860528505357108468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3860528505357108468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3860528505357108468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/07/milo-gets-cast.html' title='Milo gets a Cast'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/SI4dV2w1zNI/AAAAAAAAA3g/bkfxqqhutWM/s72-c/100_5022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-6019799511393713531</id><published>2008-07-22T22:37:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T22:58:44.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Friendship?</title><summary type='text'>I've been wanting to do this post for a while but just haven't gotten up the gumption. I'm under no illusion that people actual read these long, thoughtful blogs...they'd rather have the pics and quick updates but I mostly do them for me. I want to re-confirm what is tossing in my brain and put it on paper. Blogs are easier because you can just type!My husband and I are so different when it comes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6019799511393713531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=6019799511393713531' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6019799511393713531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6019799511393713531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-friendship.html' title='Why Friendship?'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-4561863530325608081</id><published>2008-07-22T22:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:34:53.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Check-In</title><summary type='text'>Alright, first...Thank you all so much for your comments in my last post. I did meet with a group of teen girls last Tuesday and it went really well. It felt a little strange to be talking to a room of teenagers and have them take notes over what I was saying! It can make you paranoid! I would have never made it as an official teacher!I wish I had more to blog about but it's been a true summer "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4561863530325608081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=4561863530325608081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4561863530325608081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4561863530325608081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/07/quick-check-in.html' title='Quick Check-In'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-2365473442919667887</id><published>2008-07-12T21:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T10:49:15.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Liar, Liar (If You're Reading This, I Need Your Help!)</title><summary type='text'>I remember sitting in the dark bus next to one of my closest guy friends and making the decision to hold his hand. We weren't dating and my best girl friend who cared very much for him was sitting a few seats in front of us. I knew it would hurt her if I did it. It would be selfish and disloyal. I believed the lie that all was fair in love and war, right? Acting on your feelings was what you were</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2365473442919667887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=2365473442919667887' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2365473442919667887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2365473442919667887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/07/liar-liar.html' title='Liar, Liar (If You&apos;re Reading This, I Need Your Help!)'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-8481620509733164271</id><published>2008-07-09T23:07:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T08:39:55.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Doomed to New</title><summary type='text'>I had an interesting conversation with my 9 year old yesterday.He's very "planet conscious"...trying to consider new ways to care for and conserve the earth that God has blessed us with.Well, I'm not sure what drove him to exasperation yesterday but like so many of us that become weary in well doing, he exclaimed in his frustrated voice, "I guess we're just doomed! I mean we're using up our water</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8481620509733164271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=8481620509733164271' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8481620509733164271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8481620509733164271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/07/doomed-to-new.html' title='Doomed to New'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5609588775254546200</id><published>2008-07-06T09:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T10:04:00.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Five to go...</title><summary type='text'>Unbelievable...it really was ME.Not the thyroid or retaining water or some other excuse I considered...with a little self-control along with alot more portion control, I've actually dropped the first five pounds I was trying to lose.I will say that it was very hard over the holiday with parties and stuff. Yesterday we went and visited a friend's restaurant and of course, he wanted to treat us </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5609588775254546200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5609588775254546200' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5609588775254546200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5609588775254546200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/07/five-to-go.html' title='Five to go...'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-4190234927115643863</id><published>2008-07-04T22:57:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T14:37:02.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, America!</title><summary type='text'>I'll admit it...I had lost my zeal over the 4th of July. The last couple of years we have just hung out at home and today when I told Jo we were going to see fireworks he actually said, "What are fireworks?"Can you believe that? Sad commentary considering the the 4th was the big deal to look forward to when I was growing up with the carnival in town and the fireworks at the park every year.So, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4190234927115643863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=4190234927115643863' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4190234927115643863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4190234927115643863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-america.html' title='Happy Birthday, America!'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/SG7kNqWjKdI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Np76eoJI0tY/s72-c/100_4953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-6484567655595587829</id><published>2008-07-02T20:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:18:20.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weighty Issue</title><summary type='text'>I'm sitting at my computer trying to catch my breath and soothe my aching legs from the walk that I just took when the dreaded word keeps floating around my brain...Fat.Can I take the liberty to gripe just a bit about this issue?  Isn't it something that plagues most women nearly all of their lives?I say that but there is that rare breed of girl that seems to walk around unphased by the scale and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6484567655595587829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=6484567655595587829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6484567655595587829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6484567655595587829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/07/weighty-issue.html' title='A Weighty Issue'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-6295174677651085212</id><published>2008-07-01T22:59:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:10:03.671-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend that was..well...pretty much- "On the Rocks"</title><summary type='text'>Okay...honest truth?...not our best family vacation ever.Sorry to disappoint.  If you're currently married and have children, you should on some level be able to sympathize with our outcome.  Some trips are a complete home run while others fall short.Surprising too because this one had all the seeming potential for a weekend of fun.You know, depending on who you ask in our house, it probably was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6295174677651085212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=6295174677651085212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6295174677651085212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6295174677651085212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekend-that-waswellpretty-much-on.html' title='A weekend that was..well...pretty much- &quot;On the Rocks&quot;'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/SGrwhXccV3I/AAAAAAAAA0A/6hdJ6Edwh1A/s72-c/100_4900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5219006115250747518</id><published>2008-06-26T09:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T10:07:28.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Where I'm Going This Weekend???</title><summary type='text'>That's right, my girlfriends...I'm going to Lake Lure-Home of "this" film!I'm not going to directly name the movie because let's face it...I'm still a little afraid of my mother! :)But, if you were alive and pushing your teen years when this came out you will only need to see this picture to squeal a little bit in glee with me!We live about 45 minutes from Chimney Rock State Park and Lake Lure. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5219006115250747518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5219006115250747518' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5219006115250747518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5219006115250747518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/06/guess-where-im-going-this-weekend.html' title='Guess Where I&apos;m Going This Weekend???'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5096623053904891389</id><published>2008-06-18T23:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:13:58.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...And the clock keeps ticking</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe it.It only took me a week out of school and off of work to digress back to my old sleep patterns.I used to think that I suffered some form of insomnia because I would spend every night roaming the house until 2am but then I went back to work and discovered is was not, in fact, insomnia but...Not Enough Work.I thought I was going to die for like the first two months of school! My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5096623053904891389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5096623053904891389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5096623053904891389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5096623053904891389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-clock-keeps-ticking.html' title='...And the clock keeps ticking'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-4151776281792416781</id><published>2008-06-16T23:54:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T01:03:05.154-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Own Mouth Mountain</title><summary type='text'>This is humbling to admit.Maybe I shouldn't. I know others wouldn't but blogs are perfect for "venting"...or maybe "confession".God is taking me on a new journey. I find it very intimate how you can look back and see God rolling out the carpet for a walk that He wants to take you on and how He throws situation after situation into your path to carry you in one direction.Frankly, I find myself at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4151776281792416781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=4151776281792416781' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4151776281792416781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4151776281792416781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-own-mouth-mountain.html' title='My Own Mouth Mountain'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-2299271908340039172</id><published>2008-06-14T22:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T23:00:25.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><summary type='text'>This year I actually get to spend some of Father's day with my dad.  Yeah!Both Matt and I have great fathers and we appreciate all they've done for us and continue to do.Since we couldn't be with Matt's dad this year we sent him this picture: We've gotten all of our vehicles in some form or another thanks to Matt's dad.  He has been very generous to leave his car and take our's for repairs and of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2299271908340039172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=2299271908340039172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2299271908340039172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2299271908340039172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/SFSEGyf-_gI/AAAAAAAAAx4/i7JPNzZNxpI/s72-c/100_4885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-515701672008420002</id><published>2008-06-12T23:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:16:50.604-04:00</updated><title type='text'>44 Verses, a Trophy and a Broken Heart</title><summary type='text'>(Just for the record...I should totally be sleeping now. My mom is here and we nearly pulled an all-nighter talking last evening but I'm back in blog mode so here goes...)Parenting.Seriously, is there anything harder in life? I mean, the bad times are hard and let's face it...the good times even have their measure of difficult. Even if you're having a moment where you feel no frustration, you're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/515701672008420002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=515701672008420002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/515701672008420002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/515701672008420002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/06/44-verses-trophy-and-broken-heart.html' title='44 Verses, a Trophy and a Broken Heart'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-980460709518150994</id><published>2008-06-10T11:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T12:34:22.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I missed it...</title><summary type='text'>My brother-in-law, sister and their kids came for a visit a couple of weeks ago and one of my favorite things to throw out in conversation is.."What is your favorite memory about..."It's great to hear what moments people value in their life and to reflect on what I have loved myself. It's funny how the same set of people seem to surface in each memory that you have. It's a good way to recognize </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/980460709518150994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=980460709518150994' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/980460709518150994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/980460709518150994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-missed-it.html' title='I missed it...'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-9055179474936568068</id><published>2008-06-10T11:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T11:37:31.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfection</title><summary type='text'>Honestly...I hate those "mom blogs" were everything seems perfect...perfect marriage, perfect house, perfect vacation, perfect waistline, perfect children..BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!Life is not perfect.  BUT, my children are terribly close!  :)Here they are...of their own accord, copying their favorite verses from the Bible on scrap paper on their second day of summer.I was vacuuming the playroom when I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/9055179474936568068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=9055179474936568068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/9055179474936568068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/9055179474936568068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/06/perfection.html' title='Perfection'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/SE6dk662uZI/AAAAAAAAAxw/rputeP3uilc/s72-c/100_4878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-728143697199522737</id><published>2008-06-08T15:33:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:22:53.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hypocrite" (For my high school locker room friends..San, Steph and Amanda)</title><summary type='text'>Ah...the title got you interested, huh? Sounds like I'm about to start an online war with insults and criticism!Nah.Just thought I would let you guys know that last week at school, I went on a rampage about an infestation of fruit flies in my library which is located behind a wall of lockers.Apparently, a 7th grader left a rotten banana in the bottom of his locker! He has, in fact, been guilty of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/728143697199522737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=728143697199522737' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/728143697199522737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/728143697199522737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/06/hypocrite-for-my-high-school-locker.html' title='&quot;Hypocrite&quot; (For my high school locker room friends..San, Steph and Amanda)'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-6064150762292612486</id><published>2008-06-08T14:21:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T08:10:45.754-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jo's Graduation...Or Maybe we ALL graduated a bit!</title><summary type='text'>My first official Sunday facing the summer...You know the phrase "A Sigh of Relief"?I guess if you look at the history of my poor blog you would be able to tell that my life has been indescribably busy this year and the desire to relive it all over again in online fashion was just simply not enjoyable anymore.Before I go into all of that, let me give you some pics of Jo's graduation and those who</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6064150762292612486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=6064150762292612486' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6064150762292612486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6064150762292612486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/06/jos-graduation.html' title='Jo&apos;s Graduation...Or Maybe we ALL graduated a bit!'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/SEwj4sx95JI/AAAAAAAAAww/ugSVK3_UUhs/s72-c/100_4851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-2413787450550983622</id><published>2008-06-07T16:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:16:43.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd grade to Chimney Rock</title><summary type='text'>A couple of weeks ago, Matt and I took off of work to go with Sam's class to Chimney Rock.  ("The Last of the Mohicans" was filmed there.)  It's a mountain a good bit away from where we live and it was a lot of fun to see Sam with his little buddies.In my opinion, this was really the only "fun" part of this trip!  I really struggle with heights in my older age and so I had some trouble getting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2413787450550983622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=2413787450550983622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2413787450550983622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2413787450550983622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/06/3rd-grade-to-chimney-rock.html' title='3rd grade to Chimney Rock'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/SEw78iBpAVI/AAAAAAAAAxI/m0ihrQ_bw7Y/s72-c/100_4829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-330842133070801021</id><published>2008-04-18T11:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:31:47.977-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Demonstration (Written by MR. Harmless)</title><summary type='text'>Somewhere, nestled near the outskirts of the Blue Ridge Mountains there is a school, and on this particular day everything was starting off in a nice, peaceful manner.All of the students could be found in their classrooms, learning their different topics in a quiet subdued fashion.  The geometry students were learning geometry.  The english students were learning english.  The 3rd graders were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/330842133070801021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=330842133070801021' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/330842133070801021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/330842133070801021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/04/demonstration-written-by-mr-harmless.html' title='The Demonstration (Written by MR. Harmless)'/><author><name>Matt Harmless</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104934464539443514110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UMJrMifQloo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAMNs/Ql4Zw8cthwo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol0yn8k5_Ow/SAi1efpRxDI/AAAAAAAAA4I/6BNgS-ZzzPE/s72-c/DSCI0067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-7424762180788037119</id><published>2008-03-30T22:10:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T23:20:12.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Kicking and Screaming"</title><summary type='text'>Eh.Spring break is officially over.  I think it's actually harder on me than anyone else in the house because I've been out for almost two weeks!  I'm entering the work week kicking and screaming...I thought I would post some pics of my travels abroad.  I've spent the last two days pretty much recovering on the couch or in my bed!  It was a great couple of weeks with family.The first set of pics </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7424762180788037119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=7424762180788037119' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7424762180788037119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7424762180788037119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/03/kicking-and-screaming.html' title='&quot;Kicking and Screaming&quot;'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/R_BNDGw5p3I/AAAAAAAAAuU/NWk_Bq-8vig/s72-c/DSC00014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-927416896586455767</id><published>2008-03-21T23:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:40:09.611-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Springfield</title><summary type='text'>Well,I arrived as expected to my sister's house yesterday.It was a good flight and Jeannie was waiting for me with plans of shopping and eating during our first afternoon of "sister weekend"!It was alot of fun and we gorged ourselves in between shops in downtown St.Louis. I, of course, ended the night with a very predictable "Charity move" by totally embarrassing myself in a way that cannot even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/927416896586455767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=927416896586455767' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/927416896586455767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/927416896586455767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/03/springfield.html' title='Springfield'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-8581043425966035141</id><published>2008-03-17T13:28:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T13:52:57.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Consumer Approval</title><summary type='text'>Alright...I thought I would throw this out to my fellow lady friends as a little food for thought and a recommendation!You know..I'm getting into my mid-thirties and along with a barrage of other health concerns, my awareness of breast cancer is ever before me. In just a few years I, myself, will venture in for the notorious "squish" and I'm wanting to do whatever I can to protect myself and have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8581043425966035141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=8581043425966035141' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8581043425966035141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8581043425966035141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/03/consumer-approval.html' title='Consumer Approval'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-1517352461689853112</id><published>2008-03-10T20:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:06:07.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Be With God"</title><summary type='text'>Last night my sweet JoJo got up out of bed and came to ask us again if he could get saved.He started asking questions about salvation even before Sam but we have put him off because he was still confused about some parts of true salvation and he was always content to put it off when we suggested waiting.Last night Josiah put his foot down!He answered every concern with flying colors and said that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1517352461689853112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=1517352461689853112' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1517352461689853112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1517352461689853112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/03/be-with-god.html' title='&quot;Be With God&quot;'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-9089072103207994321</id><published>2008-03-08T20:12:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T20:55:15.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Living History Museum</title><summary type='text'>I'm so behind on getting pics up from this day! I couldn't help but miss my best friend Steph when I toured this at our school. She is a history teacher on sabbatical but I know she would have loved this!Our school is really pretty cool. They present history in a classical way and are taught it each year in order or eras. They try to apply the era they are in in other subjects...like they learn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/9089072103207994321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=9089072103207994321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/9089072103207994321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/9089072103207994321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/03/living-history-museum.html' title='The Living History Museum'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/R9M8EZoOl3I/AAAAAAAAAps/IX_iI6O1Hio/s72-c/100_4680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-4603367921957911515</id><published>2008-02-27T23:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T23:23:21.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Mia</title><summary type='text'>My son Josiah is hilarious.Seriously, he is his father made over. The boy is never totally present in any situation and getting him to focus on ANYTHING for too long is not a job for the faint-hearted.The thing is that he is wonderfully artistic. His imagination is fantastic and he "beat boxes" his own rhymes and keeps perfect time. I cannot wait to see what he will become when he grows up. Sam..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4603367921957911515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=4603367921957911515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4603367921957911515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4603367921957911515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/02/mama-mia.html' title='Mama Mia'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5151729712775692337</id><published>2008-02-27T08:28:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T10:23:41.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness..Home and Birthday Soup</title><summary type='text'>I can remember living in my home town and really dreaming of what it would be like to move away. I mean, when you're stuck in the cold, extremely familiar, boring sights that you've known most of your life (and you're a wanderer at heart), it's easy to fantasize what a new state would be like. And to some degree...it does lives up to your expectation. Many cities (My beloved best friend, Steph) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5151729712775692337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5151729712775692337' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5151729712775692337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5151729712775692337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/02/sicknesshome-and-birthday-soup.html' title='Sickness..Home and Birthday Soup'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-6813873399822330415</id><published>2008-02-13T18:54:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T20:06:17.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day In The Life</title><summary type='text'>I thought it would be fun to show you a day in the life of this blogger. Most of my family and friends haven't seen our new library and so I'll use this post to send pics and some highlights of Jo's birthday and Sam's 1/2 birthday.I must start by saying that I spent the entire weekend cleaning and shopping for the upcoming week. We were preparing for two in-class birthday parties, one at-home </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6813873399822330415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=6813873399822330415' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6813873399822330415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6813873399822330415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/02/day-in-life.html' title='A Day In The Life'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/R7OGtYvx0ZI/AAAAAAAAAno/U9mDre4JUQc/s72-c/100_4642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-8965112544071352184</id><published>2008-02-12T23:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:31:19.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jo</title><summary type='text'>...not "JoJo"...at age 6 he's not into that nickname anymore.  "Just call me Jo", he says.6.What in the world?  Where did those years go?Celebrating Josiah's life is not hard.  From that first day I took the milkshake to "get the contractions rolling" to yesterday when he told me "I love you, Mama" out of the blue-Josiah has been a pure joy to raise. A friend at work the other day asked me if it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8965112544071352184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=8965112544071352184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8965112544071352184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8965112544071352184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-jo.html' title='Happy Birthday Jo'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/R7Jx-ovx0YI/AAAAAAAAAng/AupcBsNQ6As/s72-c/100_4558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5048438695454907586</id><published>2008-02-08T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T21:15:05.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough</title><summary type='text'>Song lyrics | God Speaking lyricsThis is my new favorite song.I don't give much time to too many Christian songs these days because I really feel like alot of them are shallow and lacking in the true God-focused worship that is helpful to me.I heard this song the other day and several phrases of it really touched me.  I love that it acknowledges that God uses everything in our lives...even being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5048438695454907586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5048438695454907586' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5048438695454907586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5048438695454907586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/02/song-lyrics-god-speaking-lyrics.html' title='Enough'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-9090284558770587676</id><published>2008-02-06T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T22:00:19.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Valentine</title><summary type='text'>Today I was asked to sub in Sam's room for a bit. Sam is in 3rd grade and he has been begging me to do that for a while but there just hasn't been the opportunity.Today, his class was studying poetry that has strong imagery. We discussed what that was and focused on the use of the five senses in a poem. Then they were instructed to write their own poem using imagery about Valentine's Day.Of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/9090284558770587676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=9090284558770587676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/9090284558770587676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/9090284558770587676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-valentine.html' title='My Valentine'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-539319774631737993</id><published>2008-02-03T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T19:08:22.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog?...Me?</title><summary type='text'>I really don't know what has happened to my life.One day so normal...so manageable...so quiet...Now-Watch Out!I've always loved to blog but since I went back to work full-time, I've lost the free time to do it. It's not that I don't think about it. I see and experience things every day that I know are "blog worthy". I still love the idea of blogs...I just don't have the time anymore.Our alarm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/539319774631737993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=539319774631737993' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/539319774631737993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/539319774631737993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/02/blogme.html' title='Blog?...Me?'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-1888903882793665931</id><published>2008-01-10T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T21:30:25.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Sam</title><summary type='text'>Tonight was one of those moments in life that you know you will never forget.Sam is going to turn 10 in a few months. He's a sweet boy and really has been sooo easy to raise thus far. I've made alot of mistakes as a mother...eh, wrong wording, I've sinned ALOT as a mommy and wife but we have really tried to teach Sam and Jo God's way and His truth.I guess I just thought if we did that it would be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1888903882793665931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=1888903882793665931' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1888903882793665931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1888903882793665931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-sam.html' title='Happy Birthday, Sam'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-425476709172966361</id><published>2008-01-02T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T23:33:57.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jolted"</title><summary type='text'>Eh.I have no idea how teachers do this every January.My alarm went off today after two weeks off and jolted me towards the downward spiral known as Second Semester.It's utterly dreadful.It didn't help that I had the quietest Christmas known to man and spent 12 of the 14 days on my couch under an electric blanket. Usually the "after holiday" thing is a bummer but at least I was a stay-at-home mom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/425476709172966361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=425476709172966361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/425476709172966361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/425476709172966361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/01/jolted.html' title='&quot;Jolted&quot;'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-3090657485992734408</id><published>2007-12-24T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T19:54:36.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fra-ra-ra-ra-ra...Ra-Ra-Ra-Ra!</title><summary type='text'>This year I'm experiencing my own version of "A Christmas Story".  You know the movie..."You'll shoot you're eye out!"So, normally on Christmas when we don't go back North, we go to dinner on Christmas Eve with Matt's sister's family and then we get with them on Christmas Day for a big lunch.Not so shockingly...she called me Sunday night to tell me that her daughter had just started throwing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3090657485992734408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=3090657485992734408' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3090657485992734408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3090657485992734408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/12/fra-ra-ra-ra-rara-ra-ra-ra.html' title='Fra-ra-ra-ra-ra...Ra-Ra-Ra-Ra!'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/R3Bk6OEb6TI/AAAAAAAAAmo/bxUE908Onpw/s72-c/100_4553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5568715754874189025</id><published>2007-12-22T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T18:31:51.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Christmas Movie</title><summary type='text'>Well, today was our 4th annual Family Christmas Movie Day.We've sort of made a little tradition that on our Christmas school break...right before Christmas, we take the boys out to a movie and an expensive dinner.Two weeks beforehand, I make special invitations and leave them for each family member and in them they find the date for the special day and that family member's special job for the day</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5568715754874189025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5568715754874189025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5568715754874189025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5568715754874189025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/12/family-christmas-movie.html' title='Family Christmas Movie'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/R22bIuEb6FI/AAAAAAAAAk4/5hyP3mvZqFs/s72-c/100_4526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-4961488168004267302</id><published>2007-12-19T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T19:01:51.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No One To Deck The Halls...</title><summary type='text'>...Of our school.So, the germ of the century appears to have invaded our school. I've been told not to despair-this is actually probably going on in every school but to me, it just feels personal.Josiah apparently has caught the same bug as me.Yesterday and last night he threw up for 17 straight hours. It was horrible. I just kept thinking, "This will be the last time...SURELY this will be the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4961488168004267302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=4961488168004267302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4961488168004267302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4961488168004267302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-one-to-deck-halls.html' title='No One To Deck The Halls...'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-4057643455558051883</id><published>2007-12-17T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T19:17:46.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Boy</title><summary type='text'>Okay...this is like the sweetest thing I've heard in a long time.  My husband posted it on his blog and I loved it!  If you're a mommy-get your kleenex box ready!This is Logan's Theology Lesson.  A little boy in Texas that called into a radio show to share some thoughts.  Steph, you'll love this...it's all about his favorite pet.It's not long...Enjoy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4057643455558051883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=4057643455558051883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4057643455558051883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/4057643455558051883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/12/sweet-boy.html' title='Sweet Boy'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-6524847587538441238</id><published>2007-12-16T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:28:41.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School Christmas Party</title><summary type='text'>Thankfully by Friday night my appetite had returned from the "bug" and I was ready to party!I love our school. Seriously, I work with some of the kindest, sweetest people around. Salt of the earth. I enjoy them so much and they are quickly becoming family to us. They think Matt is so cool and that brings me real joy. Mostly because I've always known how cool he really is and it's great that all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6524847587538441238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=6524847587538441238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6524847587538441238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/6524847587538441238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/12/school-christmas-party.html' title='School Christmas Party'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/R2XlnOEb59I/AAAAAAAAAj0/q-Ag-izvj-0/s72-c/100_4509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-7221912782338232269</id><published>2007-12-16T21:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T21:47:52.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bug</title><summary type='text'>After the parade I caught the infamous "Bug" that is travelling around our school.See...to me, "bug" doesn't describe it. "Bug" implies germ but seems so small..so insignificant...so harmless.This is not what I encountered.I don't know...maybe if I knew more deadly bugs it would feel accurate?4 days. That's how long I was away from school. Two of those days I seriously have only a ten minute </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7221912782338232269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=7221912782338232269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7221912782338232269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7221912782338232269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/12/bug.html' title='The Bug'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5325427634733272319</id><published>2007-12-16T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T21:31:54.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Harmlesses On Parade</title><summary type='text'>Two Saturdays ago, we got asked to ride along in a local parade and promote our school. I've never been in a parade before so it left me wandering what it might be like??Total blast. Of course you have to factor in that my little family idles at "crazy" so we really hammed it up (I DID do the princess wave!). Matt worked the crowd and was, as usually-a total hit. Parents and children alike seem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5325427634733272319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5325427634733272319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5325427634733272319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5325427634733272319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/12/harmlesses-on-parade.html' title='Harmlesses On Parade'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/R2Xd-uEb54I/AAAAAAAAAjM/6xW1FVjwVjA/s72-c/100_4477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-1165997206634389407</id><published>2007-12-05T20:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:13:29.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Annual Ornament Exchange</title><summary type='text'>My church has these ornament groups.I guess the first one was started some ten or so years ago. 8-10 women get together and for some time beforehand, you are required to make a homemade ornament for all of the other people in your group. You get together...eat some sort of predetermined menu and talk...while exchanging your gifts.You're lucky if you can get in to one of these groups. They fill up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1165997206634389407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=1165997206634389407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1165997206634389407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/1165997206634389407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/12/first-annual-ornament-exchange.html' title='First Annual Ornament Exchange'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/R2XqCOEb6CI/AAAAAAAAAkc/H66Agm1YanM/s72-c/100_4459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-7253915563816844484</id><published>2007-12-05T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T19:29:56.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prasso</title><summary type='text'>Prasso #7 down...Last night was the last evening of this fall's session.Loved my group...my co-leader...my buddies that facilitated other groups.Loved it..loved it...loved it.This term's group. Cara is to my right and she is my new walking buddy and chiropractor. We should not have been allowed to sit together! I'm suppose to maintain some sort of credibility as a group leader but she brings out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7253915563816844484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=7253915563816844484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7253915563816844484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7253915563816844484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/12/prasso.html' title='Prasso'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/R1dCfrZtLvI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vhCkMuaA8eM/s72-c/100_4471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5563833263060318058</id><published>2007-12-01T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T23:39:10.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life In A Snapshot</title><summary type='text'>Alright...This is a common occurrence on Charity's blog when her life becomes fast and furious and there is little time or energy to update. Days and days with no post and then 25posts ALL IN A ROW! But I decided to condense it all into one blog with pictures of what life has been these past few weeks.Dad is feeling better and even found the gumption to climb in the car and join me for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5563833263060318058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5563833263060318058' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5563833263060318058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5563833263060318058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-life-in-snapshot.html' title='My Life In A Snapshot'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/R1I1ULZtLsI/AAAAAAAAAh8/J_2nfFRugx0/s72-c/100_4452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-2123928184173238666</id><published>2007-11-09T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T15:16:43.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray</title><summary type='text'>Please pray for my dad. He's in the hospital right now and is very sick. He became ill in the fall of 2003. It seems that he may be sick with the same disease or one of the complications of it.This is the dreaded part of living so far away....will keep everyone updated.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2123928184173238666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=2123928184173238666' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2123928184173238666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2123928184173238666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/11/pray.html' title='Pray'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/RzTAKzyVJ_I/AAAAAAAAAeU/hKWsl3sJ3ws/s72-c/100_2519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5289713669990086103</id><published>2007-11-09T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T15:10:01.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Anne</title><summary type='text'>It's that time of year again.This is my third year of organizing a luncheon for Anne and she always makes it very interesting! :)Lately, Anne has been searching for her perfect hair color! I never know for sure what she will look like when she shows up for any one event. Being a hair girl myself, this has only endeared her more to me!Sadly, the black hair was short lived as she took her birthday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5289713669990086103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5289713669990086103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5289713669990086103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5289713669990086103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-anne.html' title='Happy Birthday, Anne'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/RzS-mTyVJ-I/AAAAAAAAAeM/o5IkZ1Pb-bc/s72-c/100_4306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5309374311275050366</id><published>2007-11-03T19:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T19:47:14.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Annual Shepherding Group Camp-Out</title><summary type='text'>I'm not sure who originally came up with the idea. My small group seems to be full of intelligent, realistic people. Maybe someone had too much cough medicine one night or there was a private "dare" I don't know about?Whatever and whomever...Last night, three of my favorite couples (also being my small group members) agreed to gather together at a house with a yard and set up tents for a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5309374311275050366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5309374311275050366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5309374311275050366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5309374311275050366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-annual-shepherding-group-camp-out.html' title='First &lt;strike&gt;Annual&lt;/strike&gt; Shepherding Group Camp-Out'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/Ry0Du6aUpBI/AAAAAAAAAdg/-GisxpYgr7M/s72-c/100_4277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-286775448806209548</id><published>2007-11-03T19:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T19:46:26.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day At The Farm</title><summary type='text'>After the big camp-out, we found the last of our energy to head to a festival in the middle of the country at a farm. It was a great way to spend a beautiful Saturday and the kids really enjoyed it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/286775448806209548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=286775448806209548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/286775448806209548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/286775448806209548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/11/day-at-farm.html' title='A Day At The Farm'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/Ry0CGKaUo5I/AAAAAAAAAcg/zELHbE2qmu0/s72-c/100_4288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-2912719764717739217</id><published>2007-11-01T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T22:40:26.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast from the Past</title><summary type='text'>This year Sam went trick or treating as a Domino's Delivery Guy. He wore Matt's old shirt and hat from high school and people got such a kick out of it.Sam and I ran into a local Domino's to see if they would contribute a new pizza box to complete the outfit and they were more than happy to do so. In fact, they made sure to want a copy of the picture for their store.Sam was a good sport since I'm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2912719764717739217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=2912719764717739217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2912719764717739217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/2912719764717739217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/11/blast-from-past.html' title='Blast from the Past'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/RyqOGqaUo4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/crr9oa3C6wg/s72-c/100_4266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5379866481941050660</id><published>2007-11-01T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T22:24:42.862-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scenes from Spook Night</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5379866481941050660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5379866481941050660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5379866481941050660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5379866481941050660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/11/scenes-from-spook-night.html' title='Scenes from Spook Night'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/RyqKZqaUo0I/AAAAAAAAAb4/Gft8KMPOMEI/s72-c/100_4276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5844109230903733137</id><published>2007-10-22T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:44:17.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Middle</title><summary type='text'>Eh.Icky, hard day.They're destined to come but just as you forget to prepare yourself..BAM-there they are. If you haven't purchased the new Casting Crowns cd, you should. The little I've heard of it, the more I believe it's their best one yet. I thought "East and West" would be my favorite song but my friend Anne made me listen to this one and the words came back to me tonight.So, I'm posting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5844109230903733137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5844109230903733137' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5844109230903733137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5844109230903733137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-middle.html' title='In The Middle'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-8342394160758661153</id><published>2007-10-21T06:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:31:26.046-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Even Women Will Be Girls</title><summary type='text'>Small observation from my regular Saturday dinner with my girlfriends, Anne and Di.*Even when you are in your thirties...and maybe WAY MORE than when you were 16...you care about getting just the right picture!It was cracking me up what an event it was just to take a nice picture of us in our Halloween shirts. Inevitably one of us didn't like our hair...or our profile..or our hips...etc, etc, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8342394160758661153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=8342394160758661153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8342394160758661153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/8342394160758661153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='Even Women Will Be Girls'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/RxsuT1R5RFI/AAAAAAAAAag/1RxaKZiNxRM/s72-c/100_4256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-589870618104552050</id><published>2007-10-20T13:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T14:00:25.655-04:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Years and Counting...</title><summary type='text'>Today my neighbor Sanford turned 100 years old.We were excited to go to his long planned birthday party and celebrate a good life.I laughed this past week as I talked to his wife (she's twenty some years younger than him) and she filled me in on her concerns for his birthday party."I want to make sure he's not overwhelmed before we get there. I want him to have gone to the bathroom...get a good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/589870618104552050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=589870618104552050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/589870618104552050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/589870618104552050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_5101.html' title='100 Years and Counting...'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/RxuSnFR5RJI/AAAAAAAAAbA/7f8zdTvmcio/s72-c/100_4251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-7017275097765857584</id><published>2007-10-20T11:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:20:35.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Salon</title><summary type='text'>We have converted a section of our playroom into a "salon".  To save on cash, I'm cutting all the men's hair in our house and Matt cuts Milo's.  We really were blessed to get very passive, quiet boys and our dog is much the same!I walked in this morning to find Milo realxing during his "spa treatment" with Matt's jazz music playing in the background.  It was cracking me up!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7017275097765857584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=7017275097765857584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7017275097765857584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7017275097765857584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/salon.html' title='The Salon'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/Rxocv1R5RCI/AAAAAAAAAZw/7-BqvQYDVcU/s72-c/100_4243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-3082213097253706278</id><published>2007-10-20T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:56:24.135-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam's first fundraiser</title><summary type='text'>Well..I'm in a parental dilemma.I got notified a couple of weeks ago that Sam's third grade class had been invited to the fourth and fifth grade's spring field trip to Alabama/Atlanta. It is an overnight trip and costs $250.00 per child.They are trying to kill me...seriously.Of course, I have the typical concerns...I don't want him off overnight in that setting by himself without us...What about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3082213097253706278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=3082213097253706278' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3082213097253706278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/3082213097253706278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/sams-first-fundraiser.html' title='Sam&apos;s first fundraiser'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/RxobOlR5Q_I/AAAAAAAAAZY/FrZ1h7rqfXQ/s72-c/100_4239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5547662035606113735</id><published>2007-10-20T11:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:34:34.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Niven's and Flat Stanley</title><summary type='text'>Here are a few pictures from Jo's first class field trips. The first set are from an apple orchard here near where we live called Niven's and the second set is from a play that we saw called "Flat Stanley". He had a great time at them both and it works well for me because all of my children I work with are in K-5 so I'm free to go without missing work.(Not so happy right at first!)(Caught </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5547662035606113735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5547662035606113735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5547662035606113735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5547662035606113735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/nivens-and-flat-stanley.html' title='Niven&apos;s and Flat Stanley'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/RxoZd1R5Q1I/AAAAAAAAAYI/g5Gx8Xucye8/s72-c/100_4215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5561800527782730169</id><published>2007-10-12T14:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T14:19:33.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Test</title><summary type='text'>My dad thinks he's so funny.I told him that Matt was having a stress test today and he asked me what kind of stress test it was?"The kind where he gets on the treadmill and they watch his heart or the one where they put him in a small room with me (Charity) and our bills for the afternoon?!"HA-HA.I do kind of idle at "financial awareness".  I'll admit it.SO...He didn't exactly pass his stress </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5561800527782730169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5561800527782730169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5561800527782730169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5561800527782730169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/stress-test.html' title='Stress Test'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-589307497046572006</id><published>2007-10-10T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T07:55:57.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Pain in the...chest"</title><summary type='text'>Well...it appears I should open mouth, insert blog foot!I arrived at work today late to find my husband back in heart pressure.My poor husband and I spent the night at the doctor/cardiology office attempting to get a good look at Matt's painful, pressured heart.So far so good. The first two beginning tests he has passed. No fluid on the heart or lungs and he didn't have a minor heart attack up to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/589307497046572006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=589307497046572006' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/589307497046572006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/589307497046572006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/pain-in-thechest.html' title='&quot;Pain in the...chest&quot;'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-9064031492013866413</id><published>2007-10-09T07:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T13:17:12.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Choose Life"</title><summary type='text'>Okay...I don't know what it is like to be married for 20-some years like my sister or 30-some like my mom and dad or even 60-some like my grandparents but I can speak with some academic knowledge on what it is like to be married 11 years.So, if you are at about year 5 or 6 or goodness-help-us SEVEN...(then there's the awful 10! EEK)...hold out hope. I've got good news.Year 11, with some good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/9064031492013866413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=9064031492013866413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/9064031492013866413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/9064031492013866413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-choose-life.html' title='&quot;I Choose Life&quot;'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5935270768170022508</id><published>2007-10-07T18:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T18:44:10.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dance</title><summary type='text'>Alright, my husband already beat me to putting this on his blog but I'm going to go ahead and post it.In church this morning, we viewed a dramatic interpretation.  I'm usually not much for these as I feel that it's pretty impossible to humanly "act out" the gospel in an adequate and appropriate way but this...I fell in love with.I've always described myself as the girl nobody ever really asked to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5935270768170022508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5935270768170022508' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5935270768170022508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5935270768170022508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/dance.html' title='The Dance'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-807234209323103829</id><published>2007-09-30T17:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T18:01:30.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisterly Advice</title><summary type='text'>I called my sis a couple of weeks ago to get a bit of advice on how to handle life as a mother/wife that works and yet still tries to be "superwoman"!She gave me three "must do's":1. Get off of caffeine and white sugar2. Exercise regularly3. Give up some things around the houseSo, Jean...I'm exercising three-four times a week and I'm officially "caffeine free"!!After years of excessive caffeine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/807234209323103829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=807234209323103829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/807234209323103829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/807234209323103829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/sisterly-advice.html' title='Sisterly Advice'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-7430114121317760207</id><published>2007-09-30T17:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T17:49:19.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Diane</title><summary type='text'>Life was so crazy this past month that I failed to post a "Happy Birthday!" for my friend Di.  So, I'm taking this opportunity to post one of my favorite pics from the last few weeks...."Scarey Movie Night".Di, we really are officially full-fledged dorks!  Love you, girl! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7430114121317760207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=7430114121317760207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7430114121317760207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/7430114121317760207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/diane.html' title='Diane'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/RwAZglR5Q0I/AAAAAAAAAYA/v-EbbIzPmcM/s72-c/100_4178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-5083392390891312640</id><published>2007-09-30T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T17:37:20.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><summary type='text'>I got a great call this past week from my mom-in-law letting me know that she and my dad-in-law were heading down for a week for a visit.We were all thrilled around our house as the grind of the school year has set in and visitors seem to be that shot in the arm to perk up and have something to look forward to! They got in later Thursday night and we got to show them around the school on Friday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5083392390891312640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=5083392390891312640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5083392390891312640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/5083392390891312640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hcH6BcGr8Bo/RwAT8lR5QyI/AAAAAAAAAXs/6Hq0V4_QV9I/s72-c/100_4206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14124948.post-676129109412712695</id><published>2007-09-21T13:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T13:15:15.611-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All the Fun Without The Work</title><summary type='text'>Today I got to pretend I was a second grade teacher!I suppose being a high school substitute might be more difficult but I found the elementary level to be a total blast.  The kids were good (minus a few minor "breakdowns" of sorts over hurt feelings and tiredness) and we all laughed alot together.I breezed out of the classroom with no pending papers to grade or parents to talk to!Subbing.  All </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/676129109412712695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14124948&amp;postID=676129109412712695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/676129109412712695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14124948/posts/default/676129109412712695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inherhemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/all-fun-without-work.html' title='All the Fun Without The Work'/><author><name>Charity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513180723886128572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/133193113_88c983af05_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
