<?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-21642430</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:31:28.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grammy Pammy's View From 10,000 ft.</title><subtitle type='html'>Setting the record straight 24/7 !!
Don't sweat the small stuff (from 10,000 ft. it's all small stuff)!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grammypammyonline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21642430/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grammypammyonline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Grammy Pammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04264846437400693040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21642430.post-6135532588900936220</id><published>2007-12-06T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:55:56.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've decided that I want to start blogging again.  Only problem:  I want my daughter (a.k.a. "Deals" of &lt;a href="www.blinkyblinkyblink.blogspot.com"&gt;BLINKY MOMENTS&lt;/a&gt;) to revamp my site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easier said than done, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard life (I know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'll start a Facebook account?  I'll keep you posted.  Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21642430-6135532588900936220?l=grammypammyonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grammypammyonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6135532588900936220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21642430&amp;postID=6135532588900936220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21642430/posts/default/6135532588900936220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21642430/posts/default/6135532588900936220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grammypammyonline.blogspot.com/2007/12/ive-decided-that-i-want-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Grammy Pammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04264846437400693040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21642430.post-114851953100944378</id><published>2006-05-24T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T18:12:11.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IT'S TRUE. I ALMOST DIED...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/1600/StingrayHickey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/400/StingrayHickey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm being a little over dramatic, but the fact remains: I got sucked on by shark. How many of you can say that? None?...That's what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, here's further proof that I swam with the stingrays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/1600/GP1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/400/GP1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See?! They were everywhere...and they were hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/1600/GP2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/400/GP2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me being helped out by our snuba guide mere seconds after the near-fatal suck job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/1600/GP3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/400/GP3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the attack, I much preferred to watch the stingrays from above...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/1600/gp5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/400/gp5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, that's right folks, I looked death in the eye and smiled!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling daughter, Deals, posted about our trip on her site, too. Feel free to visit the relevant posting &lt;a href="http://blinkyblinkyblink.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-without-further-ado.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;, but remember - DO &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; BELIEVE A WORD SHE SAYS. Grammy Pammy's are much too graceful to fall into bathtubs. &lt;i&gt;Sheesh!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21642430-114851953100944378?l=grammypammyonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grammypammyonline.blogspot.com/feeds/114851953100944378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21642430&amp;postID=114851953100944378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21642430/posts/default/114851953100944378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21642430/posts/default/114851953100944378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grammypammyonline.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Grammy Pammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04264846437400693040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21642430.post-114194467925557091</id><published>2006-03-09T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:51:19.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Jury is Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Verdict is In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Zeus Ordered Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Of Gene Pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After many weeks of deliberation that threatened to end in deadlock, the jury in the case of Zeus vs. SPCA (The Society Promoting the Castration of Animals) and SPCA-NZ (The Society Promoting the Castration of Animals--Named Zeus) returned its verdict in favor of the SPCA and the SPCA-NZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Upon hearing his sentence, Zeus bravely wagged his tail a little and then settled back to chew on his doggie treat, as if hiding his true feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Witnesses, who have chosen to remain anonymous, later observed Zeus sniffing and licking his family "jewels" in a poignant moment of impending loss.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Zeus has refused comment on either the trial or its outcome. Jurists quickly exited and have so far remained unavailable for comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The date of "execution" of the sentence has yet to be set.  Inside sources  predict the sentence will be carried out by the end of March or the first part of April.  Those same sources also report that "the procedure" will include having Zeus's teeth cleaned.  Additionally, two baby teeth will be removed, preventing future gum erosion, gum disease, plaque and bad doggy breath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Execution of sentence will, of course,require a needle rendering the subject dead to the world, helpless, unaware of his surroundings....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What does the future hold?  Professional sources report that Zeus will not have to worry about siring puppies, nor will he be bothered with worries of testicular or prostate cancers.  Overall prognosis?  A long and happy life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As for the question inquiring minds most frequently ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; regarding the future of "marking behaviors,"  Zeus, once again, had no comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21642430-114194467925557091?l=grammypammyonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grammypammyonline.blogspot.com/feeds/114194467925557091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21642430&amp;postID=114194467925557091&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21642430/posts/default/114194467925557091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21642430/posts/default/114194467925557091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grammypammyonline.blogspot.com/2006/03/jury-is-back-verdict-is-in-zeus.html' title=''/><author><name>Grammy Pammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04264846437400693040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21642430.post-113873291806004616</id><published>2006-01-31T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T10:41:58.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Trauma Facing Zeus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How can anyone look at that cute fuzzy face and want any harm to come to that little bitty dog?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My "darling" daughters, that's who!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's not enough that Zeus went in for his annual check up yesterday trembling and whining...and that's BEFORE "they"  took him behind the big door for the dreaded taking of the temperature (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know where&lt;/span&gt;) His terrified screams could be heard &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;in the next county&lt;/span&gt;!  "Bad Touch!! Bad Touch!!" And that was just the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Next...Judging from his cries for help, Dracula himself must have taken the blood sample (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;base line &amp; heart worm check&lt;/span&gt;)  It nearly made ME cry to listen...alone...waiting in the examination room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But NOTHING can compare to the awful appearance of every dog's most terrifying nighmare:  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Needles!!!   Three of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...(All necessary &amp; I might add "routine" vaccinations)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"NO! NO! NO!  Mommy!! SAVE ME!  Can't you SEE what THEY are DOING!??"&lt;/span&gt;   (All of this sounds different and much louder when a dog says it, by the way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;He Squirmed, Rolled, Pitched a real fit, but was finally subdued, all 6 pounds of him, by two (count 'em--two) full grown, adults, one of whom was wielding the NEEDLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Poor little thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;But, it's not enough trauma!   No, NOT nearly enough for the "daughters." OH, NO, there MUST be MORE!!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Did you notice one of the first comments from ONE of the (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;darling&lt;/span&gt;) Dauhters??  It said, and I quote,  "When are you going to get HIM Neutered?"  No "how is Zeus today?"  or "I think he's really cute, can I come over and take him for a little walk in the sunshine?"  OH NO--right away, "So, when are you going to get him neutered?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;It's been said by Nightcourt and others (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;who shall also remain nameless&lt;/span&gt;) that Zeus is NOT a manly sort of dog. He's a sissy dog or a terrible comical caricature of a dog, but not a REAL dog.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;In his defense, he has at least 4 manly things:  A Harley Davidson t-shirt he got for his birthday, a leather collar with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;spikes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he got for Christmas and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TWO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;you know whats" that were issued as standard equipment when he was born.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;That's IT, Folks!  That's ALL!!  And He's quite ATTACHED to the last two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Alas, there are THOSE that would DENY him &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;half&lt;/span&gt; of his manly possessions.  And, notice too, that it's someone of the FEMALE persuasion that wants this additional TRAUMA to befall this poor, helpless, defensless, little dog.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;What has the world come to???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21642430-113873291806004616?l=grammypammyonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grammypammyonline.blogspot.com/feeds/113873291806004616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21642430&amp;postID=113873291806004616&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21642430/posts/default/113873291806004616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21642430/posts/default/113873291806004616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grammypammyonline.blogspot.com/2006/01/trauma-facing-zeus-how-can-anyone-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Grammy Pammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04264846437400693040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21642430.post-113864351730960457</id><published>2006-01-30T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T10:03:15.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I received the following in an unexpected email from my ex-husband:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/1600/ATT681169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/400/ATT681169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/1600/ATT681170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/400/ATT681170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/1600/ATT681172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/400/ATT681172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/1600/ATT681173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/400/ATT681173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/1600/ATT681174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/400/ATT681174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/1600/ATT681175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/400/ATT681175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/1600/ATT681176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/400/ATT681176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/1600/ATT681177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/400/ATT681177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/1600/ATT681178.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7790/2190/400/ATT681187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else think that he might be trying to &lt;em&gt;tell&lt;/em&gt; me something...?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(I'm a good pilot...&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21642430-113864351730960457?l=grammypammyonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grammypammyonline.blogspot.com/feeds/113864351730960457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21642430&amp;postID=113864351730960457&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21642430/posts/default/113864351730960457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21642430/posts/default/113864351730960457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grammypammyonline.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-received-following-in-unexpected.html' title=''/><author><name>Grammy Pammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04264846437400693040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21642430.post-113849568562826668</id><published>2006-01-28T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T10:04:24.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that my kids keep getting older, but I don't??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21642430-113849568562826668?l=grammypammyonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grammypammyonline.blogspot.com/feeds/113849568562826668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21642430&amp;postID=113849568562826668&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21642430/posts/default/113849568562826668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21642430/posts/default/113849568562826668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grammypammyonline.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-question-why-is-it-that-my-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>Grammy Pammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04264846437400693040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
