<?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-1120725995044390317</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:01:17.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Davis Family Updates</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7252426554298961103</id><published>2011-05-22T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T10:20:58.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduations</title><content type='html'>It took nearly 3 years for Ken and over 2 years for Judy, but success has been attained!&amp;nbsp; Ken graduated with his Master's degree from Wesley Seminary at IWU and Judy graduated with her Bachelor's degree from John Wesley College, now Laurel University!&amp;nbsp; It was a difficult journey but VERY rewarding!&amp;nbsp; We are so grateful to our children for putting up with us as we struggled through the mix of being students, parents, spouses, ministers and employees.&amp;nbsp; We can now return to our fun-loving selves!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed a celebration party with several friends and family!&amp;nbsp; Thank you to everyone who has offered support and encouragement!&amp;nbsp; We truly could not have accomplished this alone!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m0eechpK6cA/TdkZjY0HU_I/AAAAAAAABRE/Hb_0e-dOseo/s1600/Ken+Judy+Pop+Mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I closed my eyes and said a hurried prayer of blessing over our dinner.&amp;nbsp; Instead of saying the appropriate, "In Jesus' name, Amen" I said "&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I'll talk to you later! Bye!"&amp;nbsp; We broke out laughing!&amp;nbsp; I had just hung up on God!&amp;nbsp; Later on when the scene was replayed and thought over again, Nathan told me he agreed with what I had done.&amp;nbsp; I asked him for clarification.&amp;nbsp; He gave it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When we are finished with a conversation with someone we tend to tell them we will talk again later.&amp;nbsp; This implies that we are interested in the relationship we have with this person.&amp;nbsp; So much so that we are planning and even looking forward to talking with them again.&amp;nbsp; Isn't that the way we ought to be with our conversations with God?&amp;nbsp; Shouldn't we be looking forward to talking with Him again and investing more in our relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/TDTJGKvIs6I/AAAAAAAABPg/d2d6h-vIiOo/s1600/phone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/TDTJGKvIs6I/AAAAAAAABPg/d2d6h-vIiOo/s200/phone.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Have you ever had a list of phone calls to make?&amp;nbsp; Sometimes you start at the top of the list and work your way down.&amp;nbsp; Other times you may pick the ones you know will be quick and make those first.&amp;nbsp; Saving the longer conversations for last.&amp;nbsp; Where does your conversation with God fall in your list?&amp;nbsp; Is it something you do first so it's over and done with?&amp;nbsp; Or do you save it for last so you can devote more time to it?&amp;nbsp; Wherever His conversation is make sure it is a priority in your life.&amp;nbsp; Just like a relationship with a friend can deteriorate if we do not maintain communication, so is our relationship with Him.&amp;nbsp; Communication is very important to the strength of the relationship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;..I'll talk to you later!&amp;nbsp; Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-6516328778622019211?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/6516328778622019211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=6516328778622019211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6516328778622019211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6516328778622019211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2010/07/hanging-up.html' title='Hanging Up'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/TDTJGKvIs6I/AAAAAAAABPg/d2d6h-vIiOo/s72-c/phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-9111076283164839677</id><published>2010-04-17T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:59:50.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cressalyn's Senior Prom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Since we decided to homeschool our kids years ago we knew that they would most likely not have a prom to go to.&amp;nbsp; Here in the Roanoke area there is a homeschool group who holds a ball each spring.&amp;nbsp; Cressalyn was able to attend with a couple friends from church.&amp;nbsp; None of the girls had guys to go with so they went together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S8qC6x5hUAI/AAAAAAAABO4/mP6l7Fm2THw/s1600/102_9401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S8qC6x5hUAI/AAAAAAAABO4/mP6l7Fm2THw/s320/102_9401.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S8qCSNWEtFI/AAAAAAAABOg/lo7oER6a76Y/s1600/102_9394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S8qCSNWEtFI/AAAAAAAABOg/lo7oER6a76Y/s320/102_9394.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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It really felt like Christmas snuck up on us! It comes the same time every year and yet this year it seemed to skip ahead a few weeks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't had the usual time we like to have in order to create and send Christmas cards this year. So we will let the post update you on our year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken is continuing to work on his master's degree online through Indiana Wesleyan. We are pleased with his progress and anticipate his completion in 2010! Judy began work to finish her bachelor's degree online through John Wesley College this year. A 2012 completion target is set! With the boys being in college we are finding it very interesting to fill out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FAFSA&lt;/span&gt; and other forms four times! This coming school year we will do it FIVE times as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt; enters college as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny (21) is in his second year at Bethany. Things are going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ver&lt;/span&gt;y well in his life! At the end of the Spring semester he met a young lady who had graduated from school the year before. Melissa works with World Hope and is currently raising her support to return to her assignment as a humanitarian aid worker and English teacher in a few months. As their relationship has grown it became clear to both of them that their futures were to be joined. Kenny proposed to Melissa on December 23 in St. Augustine, Florida. Happily, she said yes! We are enjoying getting to know this precious addition to our family! She is wonderful and we are pleased that God has brought our son such a match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S0LPnaJrPeI/AAAAAAAABLg/MLqTlF2Y36Y/s1600-h/100_1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;an (19) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S0LQLDHcFiI/AAAAAAAABLw/uSxgdD3tfaw/s1600-h/100_1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423125789541144098" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S0LQLDHcFiI/AAAAAAAABLw/uSxgdD3tfaw/s320/100_1051.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 145px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is in his second year at Oklahoma Wesleyan University. He was able to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong for one month this summer and teach English. He is continuing to work toward his degree in Global Studies and hopes to return to China this coming year. A highlight of his Spring semester was joining the croquet team in Philadelphia for the National Collegiate Croquet Championship. He placed 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; out of the 72 players!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt; (17) is working to finish her high school requirements. She has applied to three school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S0LPnhK-HGI/AAAAAAAABLo/X2BIqpwomFI/s1600-h/Cressalyn%27s+Ornament.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423125179133729890" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S0LPnhK-HGI/AAAAAAAABLo/X2BIqpwomFI/s320/Cressalyn%27s+Ornament.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 244px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 167px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s and hopes to have a decision made by February! Each school holds a certain draw for her so it's not an easy choice! She is still working for a local restaurant and enjoys being with children in the nursery at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 has been a difficult year financially for us but we have been sustained and blessed by God's provision! Just in October we were blessed by the gift of a "new" vehicle by our church family! If you have been following the Davis vehicle saga over the years you will understand how huge this is for us!&lt;br /&gt;&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;We are excited about what God has in store for us in 2010! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S0LPnhK-HGI/AAAAAAAABLo/X2BIqpwomFI/s1600-h/Cressalyn%27s+Ornament.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-6495813561485971851?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/6495813561485971851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=6495813561485971851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6495813561485971851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6495813561485971851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S0LQLDHcFiI/AAAAAAAABLw/uSxgdD3tfaw/s72-c/100_1051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7674360219353858104</id><published>2009-10-25T12:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T12:51:31.074-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Davis Family Gets A New Ride!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our church was given a large "kerplunk" of money that was designated to go to benevolence. The pastors and LBA decided to take that kerplunk and bless 8 people/families over 4 weeks...2 per Sunday, one per service. The catch was that the 8 had to be nominated by others in the congregation, they had to be active in the church and completely up on their tithing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This morning at the end of first service Pastor John called to the platform Ken &amp;amp; Judy Davis. That's us. Whoa! He then presented us with the keys to a new car!!!! Not brand new but new to us and one that is actually from THIS decade!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396581076482056546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SuSB5ZFO4WI/AAAAAAAABLI/12N1ksuAHdw/s320/Chevy+HHR+2006.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are so humbled and totally floored by this generous gifting! We are praising God for His continuing to supply our needs as we are struggling in this economy! His economy knows NO recession!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you to our family at Parkway for being a vessel of God's blessings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-7674360219353858104?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/7674360219353858104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=7674360219353858104&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7674360219353858104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7674360219353858104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2009/10/davis-family-gets-new-ride.html' title='The Davis Family Gets A New Ride!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SuSB5ZFO4WI/AAAAAAAABLI/12N1ksuAHdw/s72-c/Chevy+HHR+2006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-3324418792883106332</id><published>2009-10-10T23:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T23:54:47.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truck Driver Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I work at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;.  Often I answer the phones.  Sometimes people call in for directions to get to our store.  Tonight was no exception.&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;A truck driver called from I81 and thought he might have gone too far and passed the exit to our store.  I asked where he was and he was definitely too far south.  I asked if he had a delivery for our store and he said we wasn't delivering to us but needed to go shopping.  I told him there was another &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; at the next exit and gave him directions.  &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;When he told me he needed to get a reflective vest for the location he was delivering to, a bell when off in my head!  Ken is a security guard for a Kroger dry storage facility where drivers are required to where reflective vests!  Oh!  "Are you going to the Kroger facility?" I asked.  The driver looked at his paperwork and indeed said that's where he was headed.  I asked him if he would do me a HUGE favor and he gladly agreed.  I asked that when he got to the facility and checked in at the guard shack would he please tell the guy there that his wife says hello!   He agreed and we laughed and then hung up.&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;I was so thrilled about this chain of contacts that would connect me to my beloved tonight!  How cool is this!!!  Later in the evening I went to the break room and got my phone out to see if Ken had messaged me about getting MY message.  Nothing.  Rats.&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;Then I realized.  This is Saturday.  KEN IS OFF!&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;Bob is working tonight.  BOB DOESN'T HAVE A WIFE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-3324418792883106332?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/3324418792883106332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=3324418792883106332&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3324418792883106332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3324418792883106332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2009/10/truck-driver-story.html' title='The Truck Driver Story'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-9009226393857876507</id><published>2009-09-06T00:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:29:01.865-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would You Do With $50?</title><content type='html'>A gentleman came into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; this week looking for a birthday card.  I directed him to the card section.  He told me he was getting a card for his wife of 68 years who is bedridden.  She will be 90!  He also said he was going to put a $50 bill in the card. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a sweet man with concern in his voice and face for his bride.  I couldn't help but wonder what a 90 year old woman who is confined to her bed would be doing with $50 in cash.  At first this scenario struck me as a bit funny but the more I thought about it, the more I wondered about her life, her situation, her desires, and what she would really want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 40 I would probably get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; supplies.  Maybe yarn for a baby blanket.  Or new sneakers.  At 90, I don't know.  Audio books?  A new sweater?  Maybe give it to a grandchild?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-9009226393857876507?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/9009226393857876507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=9009226393857876507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/9009226393857876507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/9009226393857876507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-would-you-do-with-50.html' title='What Would You Do With $50?'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-8607661204526693402</id><published>2009-07-05T01:49:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T02:49:16.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life is busy. Here are a few snapshots with what's been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354854849018691490" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SlBEHSuJf6I/AAAAAAAABJ4/gf7US718J64/s320/Daybrook+Methodist+VBS+June+2009+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ken &amp;amp; I held a VBS in West Virginia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354854865749651282" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SlBEIRDHr1I/AAAAAAAABKQ/a_cXVKGbXKE/s320/119.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My new friend, Kathy. She was there every night and did the motions to the songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354854858651985106" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SlBEH2m55NI/AAAAAAAABKA/Qd7ySoK6sl0/s320/Daybrook+Methodist+VBS+June+2009+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The kids had a great time playing, singing, and learning how to walk with Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354854861469728786" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SlBEIBGtQBI/AAAAAAAABKI/z3oNmK1oNyQ/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ken &amp;amp; Robbie were targets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354854847143292354" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SlBEHLvBLcI/AAAAAAAABJw/pjPmsljFWqE/s320/Daybrook+Methodist+VBS+June+2009+219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354859980525882898" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SlBIx_EzThI/AAAAAAAABLA/-EXnzkSGOWE/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We took advantage of our proximity to Western PA and were able to meet with Stevan and Jess, Ella &amp;amp; Ezra! We got to meet our new addition before my parents! Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354857662756248178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SlBGrEtdWnI/AAAAAAAABKo/0SNlcDSc_YQ/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby Ezra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354857682056431458" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SlBGsMm-x2I/AAAAAAAABKw/4fN8AfNWktA/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Big sister, Ella, was pretty much done with being around long distance family. She warmed up to Uncle Ken after a few minutes, but was really not into the whole experience. That's perfectly fine, we do remember those days! We were successful in stealing hugs from her since she wouldn't give them. Stevan and Jess have a beautiful family!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354857657118933650" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SlBGqvtawpI/AAAAAAAABKg/nTWmqp86G0s/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354858298415485810" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SlBHQEubk3I/AAAAAAAABK4/ZTrTKijrFko/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We also were able to do some more research for our geneology. We located Ken's great-grandfather's grave. We have leads on others we are following!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354850791513467730" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SlBAbHVhK1I/AAAAAAAABJQ/brLUKTghTZU/s320/DSC00795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sasha seems to be chilling a whole lot more these days. We see signs of her aging...and then not so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354850806083618866" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SlBAb9nUCDI/AAAAAAAABJY/D_x3C3CdmLA/s320/DSC00813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This could be by far my favorite picture of Carmel! Unbelievable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354850820521002498" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SlBAczZdBgI/AAAAAAAABJo/SkcWn2JJ3dw/s320/DSC00776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Melissa, Kenny's friend has visited us for several days. She has become OUR friend as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354850810598173538" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SlBAcObqq2I/AAAAAAAABJg/i74E-2KcPUk/s320/DSC00792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cressalyn has loved having another girl...sister-like...to hang with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nathan has left us for a month. He flew to Denver July 4th to begin his trip to Asia. We are excited to see how God will use this time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-8607661204526693402?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/8607661204526693402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=8607661204526693402&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8607661204526693402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8607661204526693402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2009/07/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SlBEHSuJf6I/AAAAAAAABJ4/gf7US718J64/s72-c/Daybrook+Methodist+VBS+June+2009+039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-6621527538394223741</id><published>2009-06-17T22:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:14:38.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Officially...40.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today is my 40th birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SjmiAKnklLI/AAAAAAAABJI/XFAIT2NB13o/s1600-h/Mommy%27s+40th+birthday+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348484156213204146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SjmiAKnklLI/AAAAAAAABJI/XFAIT2NB13o/s320/Mommy%27s+40th+birthday+cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; This is the cake that my hubby had waiting for me when I returned from choir.  We enjoyed chocolate cake and milk.  YUMMMYYYYY!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then we all left the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348484152796651010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Sjmh_95AHgI/AAAAAAAABJA/8VuBXiQnUHI/s320/carmel%27s+cake.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then Carmel helped herself to some cake, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When she was caught...she put herself right into time out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-6621527538394223741?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/6621527538394223741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=6621527538394223741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6621527538394223741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6621527538394223741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-officially40.html' title='I&apos;m Officially...40.'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SjmiAKnklLI/AAAAAAAABJI/XFAIT2NB13o/s72-c/Mommy%27s+40th+birthday+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7388359820837502714</id><published>2009-06-13T01:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T02:28:19.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a While...</title><content type='html'>Sorry it's been a while since I last updated.  I wanted to share the video that I put together for my Grandmother's funeral.  Hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f71c06069838cc88" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df71c06069838cc88%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331577477%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6BA48FF054F638651B6B732FD5C04857F730575B.6C97229FFC93B2C7ACA9BBCE0C0B496C071FA405%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df71c06069838cc88%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSA0ZND-G97KjpLi2y4pXPIk7CRc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df71c06069838cc88%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331577477%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6BA48FF054F638651B6B732FD5C04857F730575B.6C97229FFC93B2C7ACA9BBCE0C0B496C071FA405%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df71c06069838cc88%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSA0ZND-G97KjpLi2y4pXPIk7CRc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-7388359820837502714?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f71c06069838cc88&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/7388359820837502714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=7388359820837502714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7388359820837502714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7388359820837502714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been a While...'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-9210686814213541983</id><published>2009-04-12T23:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:48:57.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavenly Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324017795375381858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SeK1-h81PWI/AAAAAAAABI4/9tBAOKd9O6s/s320/Grace+Story+First+slide.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Early this morning, while most of us were sleeping, Ella Grace Story, my mother's mother, awoke in Glory to celebrate Resurrection Day with her Lord! While we will begin adjusting to life without her here we cheer for her arrival at her final destination! Praise the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just over 5 weeks ago I saw her for the last time. She looked tired. She had lived 96 years nearly all of which was in service to her King! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The members of this large and growing family who are able will converge on the High Point, NC area. We will laugh, cry, sing, cry, pray, and laugh some more as a family. We have an incredible legacy left for us. Not just of parents who loved their children and each other, but more importantly children of God who poured their love for Christ into their children. My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fervent&lt;/span&gt; prayer is that we will carry on the heritage to the future generations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord, help us to be a blessing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-9210686814213541983?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/9210686814213541983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=9210686814213541983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/9210686814213541983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/9210686814213541983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2009/04/heavenly-easter.html' title='Heavenly Easter!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SeK1-h81PWI/AAAAAAAABI4/9tBAOKd9O6s/s72-c/Grace+Story+First+slide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-3661420820426188194</id><published>2009-04-09T00:30:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T00:48:47.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandbox and Fetch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We have the pleasure of being in charge of the daily care of two very precious children.  Today was pretty enough that we could venture into the sandbox for the first time!  We had a very good time and look forward to getting more toys to play with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Sd17l2gLj8I/AAAAAAAABIw/bmWXb917FcY/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322546224837660610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Sd17l2gLj8I/AAAAAAAABIw/bmWXb917FcY/s320/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Sd17lzu5n-I/AAAAAAAABIo/ej28VeuvmPk/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322546224094093282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Sd17lzu5n-I/AAAAAAAABIo/ej28VeuvmPk/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Carmel really enjoys the game of fetch.  She still hasn't gotten the concept that if she returns the ball, we will throw it again.  It appears to be more fun to be chased!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4e634e174ead907c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4e634e174ead907c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331577477%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EB44B36469E04AFC5284552D5D90FF969A0E0A1.706BFF1C8BFD4543A0C05BEA20910BBC524BF256%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4e634e174ead907c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhXXNrbPqcolsodQE27gO0bwWk6Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4e634e174ead907c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331577477%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EB44B36469E04AFC5284552D5D90FF969A0E0A1.706BFF1C8BFD4543A0C05BEA20910BBC524BF256%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4e634e174ead907c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhXXNrbPqcolsodQE27gO0bwWk6Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-3661420820426188194?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4e634e174ead907c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/3661420820426188194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=3661420820426188194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3661420820426188194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3661420820426188194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2009/04/sandbox-and-fetch.html' title='Sandbox and Fetch'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Sd17l2gLj8I/AAAAAAAABIw/bmWXb917FcY/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-8999998865978769518</id><published>2009-03-06T21:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:16:12.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Visit with Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SbHmKq5qJGI/AAAAAAAABHw/r7xKS5EFgns/s1600-h/4+Generations+3-6-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310278506635732066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SbHmKq5qJGI/AAAAAAAABHw/r7xKS5EFgns/s320/4+Generations+3-6-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today we had another chance to visit with Grandma Story. One of her favorite meals is tacos so we brought in tacos to dine with her! I think I now know where Nathan gets his love for tacos! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310278515393225314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SbHmLLhm4mI/AAAAAAAABIA/dwebz7y5Co4/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My mom brought the round letter that passes among her siblings and read it to Grandma. Then Grandma dictated her addition and I was honored to write down her words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310278510833552034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SbHmK6ifyqI/AAAAAAAABH4/cX6jPI2ykQE/s320/Listening+to+the+Round+Letter.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went into the family room and did some singing as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310278520192185842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SbHmLdZxNfI/AAAAAAAABII/e_ujf0Vhc34/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before we left Cressalyn served her Great Grandma by rubbing her legs and feet! It was a precious visit as always!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310278524133986322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SbHmLsFkUBI/AAAAAAAABIQ/M3f93VCF6QI/s320/servant+Cressalyn+b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-8999998865978769518?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/8999998865978769518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=8999998865978769518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8999998865978769518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8999998865978769518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-visit-with-grandma.html' title='Another Visit with Grandma'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SbHmKq5qJGI/AAAAAAAABHw/r7xKS5EFgns/s72-c/4+Generations+3-6-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-3574923950989706366</id><published>2009-01-19T20:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:06:43.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Loves Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I was faced with a potentially explosive situation while at work.  We had run out of Dr. Pepper and Ken had left the store to get more from another restaurant across town.  While he was gone a customer came through the drive-through and ordered a Dr. Pepper.  He was informed that we were out and was offered other choices.  He said he would sit right there...at the drive-through window...until we could fill his drink request.&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;Ken had left me in charge of the shift and the other assistant manager brought this situation to my attention.  I went to the window and apologized for the inconvenience and asked him to pull his car into a parking spot.  We would bring his order out to him as soon as our general manager returned.  He refused to move.  He just sat there...looking at me.  Again I asked him to pull his vehicle forward to a parking spot.  He hesitated and then began slowly pulling forward.  He told me to be careful because I was getting angry.  I calmly assured him that I was not angry.  He said, "Yes you are" and pulled into a parking spot.&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;I returned to the front counter to wait on another customer.  As I was filling his order this drive-through customer came inside.  I asked him how I could help.  He said instead of the Dr. Pepper he would just have a large milk.  I informed him that we have only one size carton but I would happy to give him 2.  I placed them on the counter in front of him and he realized it was 2% milk.  He said he wanted whole milk.  I told him that was all we had to offer.  He responded "you don't have whole milk AND you don't have Dr. Pepper??"  Again I apologized for the inconvenience.&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;He gathered his food and milk...after opening his sandwich to check for the onions he had ordered...and looked me in the eye...and said, "Thank you."  Then he left.&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;The rest of the employees said they would have been yelling at him long before he even came inside if they had handled the situation.  A customer at the counter was stunned at how grumpy this man was.  It took a few moments for my nerves to settle and my heart to stop racing.  I had full intentions of refusing to serve him any more and refund his money to him if he continued to behave as he was.  In fact, had he refused to move his vehicle I was prepared to call for police assistance.  &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 as the rest of my shift and then the day wore on my thoughts returned to this man over and over.  His face continues to be in my mind.  I want to ask him who hurt him?  What made him so distrusting of others that he feels the need to bully his way through a simple drink order?  In just a short time after he left I felt as though Jesus said to me, "I love him."  &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;After all was said and done, I had remained calm and had treated him with dignity and respect.  It must have done something to his armor because he thanked me.  How differently this could have gone had I let my reactions be based on his requests.  &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;There have been many times...no many MANY times...in my life that I have reacted with a huff, rolling my eyes, sharp movements, and stinging tone of voice.  I know I can react that way.  But with the divine assistance of Numa...the Holy Spirit...I was able to refrain from adding negativity to negativity.  How many missed opportunities have I had?  There's no way to know.  But I am so hopeful for the future opportunities that WILL come in my life!  I am confident that with Numa's help I will be able to respond appropriately again!  &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;Thank you, Jesus!  For sending Numa!  I pray for this man that You will make Yourself known to him!  He needs Your peace!  He needs to know that You love him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-3574923950989706366?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/3574923950989706366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=3574923950989706366&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3574923950989706366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3574923950989706366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2009/01/jesus-loves-him.html' title='Jesus Loves Him'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-1925297861144978637</id><published>2009-01-05T22:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:14:03.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review "Marley &amp; Me"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SWLaVfjyzwI/AAAAAAAABGk/P6fYLR78tZk/s1600-h/Marley%26Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288028975270121218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SWLaVfjyzwI/AAAAAAAABGk/P6fYLR78tZk/s320/Marley%26Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nearly a year ago my mother told me about a new book, "Marley &amp;amp; Me." I checked it out of the library and began reading it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt; and Ken on our vacation. I didn't get through the entire book before it had to be returned. It was totally funny to us to read the stories of Marley and his antics since we have Carmel and deal with HER antics! The book itself was pretty graphic in areas regarding the author's love life with his wife. But in reading it out loud I was able to do quick editing to convey a "cleaner" story to my daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This Christmas the movie about the book was released. We knew that it would be hysterical to see this dog in action! Tonight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt; and I went and saw the movie. I have always struggled with movies and shows that are "based on" books and such. The movies aren't word for word like the books. They alter details to flow better, I guess, but I can't stand it. For instance, when I read the Little House books AFTER seeing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; shows lost interest because they weren't like the show. After reading, over and over, the Love Comes Softly series, by Jeanette &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Oke&lt;/span&gt;, I can't what a full movie of the books. This movie starts off very much in that way for me. But I determined to get through it without being critical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am so glad I was able to set aside the book from my head and just enjoy the movie! What a great movie! I have a very special place in my heart for dogs and Marley has earned his own spot! The movie portrays the frustrations of parents who have to give up so much of their own desires for the good of their family. I was pleased with the author's character stating that you don't quit it, you fix it in regards to struggles in marriage. Along with all the fun things about Marley, there are some deep lessons to be learned about marriage and family and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;commitment&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't think I have ever cried like I did tonight at the end of a movie. Yes, I have teared up, and even have had one slip down my cheek. But this movie tugged...no yanked at my heart strings so strongly!!!! I loved this one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-1925297861144978637?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/1925297861144978637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=1925297861144978637&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1925297861144978637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1925297861144978637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2009/01/movie-review-marley-me.html' title='Movie Review &quot;Marley &amp; Me&quot;'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SWLaVfjyzwI/AAAAAAAABGk/P6fYLR78tZk/s72-c/Marley%26Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-4977268801361136406</id><published>2009-01-04T21:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:16:50.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit with Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cressalyn and I had a wonderful visit with Grandma Saturday! We had taken Nathan to the airport to return to Tulsa. We took breakfast from McDonald's to her, but she had forgotten we were coming and was already eating when we arrived. They allowed us to go to the activity room by ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed chatting with Grandma and hearing about her decision from her. She explained why she no longer wants transfusions with such conviction and determination...and compassion for others who could use the blood she would be given. What a woman! Another lady wandered in to the room carrying a pillow she wanted us to see. She was very interested in what we were doing and talking about..but Grandma didn't say anything other than introducing us. So I was able to then redirect Grandma's attention and carry on our conversation about her grandchildren. The lady stood there for a moment and then decided to move on. Grandma told us this lady was...and she made the circling motion with her finger to her head...crazy. I thought that was so funny! I have NEVER seen Grandma do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her color was very good today. Her hair has been trimmed since the last time I saw her...but then that was Easter! The longer we sat and talked the more pain she got in from sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point I asked her "What's next?" meaning what does she plan to do after breakfast. Her response was..."Waiting. Waiting to go to Heaven." She told us that all she's able to do now is lay down where she's comfortable and think and pray. She said she does get lonely at times as she thinks of the family and remembers past years, but it quickly passes and she's looking for a way to be a blessing right where she is. She's really got a burden for Polly, her roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we said we needed toget back on the road to return home she reached for our hands and said, "Let's pray." Then before I could begin praying for my grandmother, she began praying for us! She prayed for the boys and their travels, their schooling, for Cressalyn (she corrected herself after calling her Jessica!) and her job and school. She prayed for Ken and I in our jobs and ministry and then for herself as she is a light there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287627471761937106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SWFtK6b3ktI/AAAAAAAABGc/uUekch2wf-A/s320/Grandma+and+Cressalyn.JPG" border="0" /&gt;WOW!!!! I told her thank you for being a blessing to me and an inspiration to me. She started to tear up so I quickly gathered our things. She is an incredible woman! What a love for God she has! What an example for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-4977268801361136406?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/4977268801361136406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=4977268801361136406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4977268801361136406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4977268801361136406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2009/01/visit-with-grandma.html' title='A Visit with Grandma'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SWFtK6b3ktI/AAAAAAAABGc/uUekch2wf-A/s72-c/Grandma+and+Cressalyn.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-5642233476403955085</id><published>2008-12-27T19:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T19:45:24.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 Year in Review</title><content type='html'>January began with Nathan heading to El Salvador for his first missions trip out of the country.  Within 10 days following his return he was in the hospital with an unknown infection in his lungs.  It turns out that he had inhaled a fungus and had developed histoplasmosis.  His hospital stay lasted 5 days and he has completely recovered!  Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In April Ken, Judy &amp;amp; Cressalyn were able to get away to Myrtle Beach for a few days of camping, fishing and relaxing.  When we returned home we had the closing on our very first home!  We became HOMEOWNERS!!!  Or as we have quickly discovered…Home MOANERS!  This has been an incredible experience!  We are so happy to have found a lovely home in a wonderful community with beautiful neighbors!&lt;br /&gt;Nathan graduated from high school and we celebrated his 18th birthday at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In August Judy delivered Nathan to Oklahoma Wesleyan University in Bartlesville, OK.  2 weeks later she and her mother, Aletha Sheets, drove to Sussex, New Brunswick, Canada to drop Kenny off at Bethany Bible College. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In September Ken began his online courses through Indiana Wesleyan University.  He is in the Master’s in Leadership program.  Ken is working as the General Manager for an Arby’s restaurant in Roanoke while he works on his master’s program.  He is also working with the children’s pastor at Parkway Wesleyan Church where we are members. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In November, Judy left the banking business to become Ken’s Assistant Manager.  They are truly enjoying working together! &lt;br /&gt;Cressalyn is working at Famous Anthony’s, a local restaurant chain.  She is nearing the end of her high school work and hopes to be finished in the spring of 2009.  She’s looking at Southern Wesleyan and Bethany Bible as her higher education options. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasha and Carmel continue to add a lot of joy to our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout this year we have learned a lot of things.  Here is our top ten list of what we have learned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.     Do not cut down a tree without professional supervision.&lt;br /&gt;9.       Not all rooms in a house are square.&lt;br /&gt;8.       Canada and Oklahoma are a LONG way from Virginia!&lt;br /&gt;7.       Dogs and skunks don’t mix.&lt;br /&gt;6.       Reglazing a tub doesn’t always work.&lt;br /&gt;5.       Never let Wesley Phillips caulk a tub!&lt;br /&gt;4.       Lowes, Home Depot and Sears are a homeowner’s wonderlands!&lt;br /&gt;3.       Breaking up a large cement birdbath with a sledgehammer isn’t a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;2.       Emotional healing is a wonderful thing!&lt;br /&gt;1.       God is incredibly faithful during very difficult times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord bless you and your family in the coming year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 1:17&lt;br /&gt;Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-5642233476403955085?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/5642233476403955085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=5642233476403955085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5642233476403955085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5642233476403955085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-year-in-review.html' title='2008 Year in Review'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-4649009515009600391</id><published>2008-12-25T21:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:17:08.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SVQ-T92CTPI/AAAAAAAABGU/Yvt19VRqVJU/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283916775552077042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SVQ-T92CTPI/AAAAAAAABGU/Yvt19VRqVJU/s320/Christmas+2008+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;From our family to yours, we wish you a very Merry Christmas and a blessed 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-4649009515009600391?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/4649009515009600391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=4649009515009600391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4649009515009600391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4649009515009600391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SVQ-T92CTPI/AAAAAAAABGU/Yvt19VRqVJU/s72-c/Christmas+2008+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7155277792389192427</id><published>2008-12-15T22:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:48:10.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the Reason?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a sign at a church we pass almost daily.  Is this really the reason for the season?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUckwMdOekI/AAAAAAAABGM/0Vi0Y-job6w/s1600-h/GEDC1569.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280229498511325762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUckwMdOekI/AAAAAAAABGM/0Vi0Y-job6w/s320/GEDC1569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-7155277792389192427?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/7155277792389192427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=7155277792389192427&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7155277792389192427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7155277792389192427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/12/whats-reason.html' title='What&apos;s the Reason?'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUckwMdOekI/AAAAAAAABGM/0Vi0Y-job6w/s72-c/GEDC1569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-8675958328786257386</id><published>2008-12-10T23:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:31:59.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Night the Gaithers Came to Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The choir from Parkway Wesleyan Church where we are members, was invited to sing with the Gaither Homecoming Christmas Tour at the Roanoke Civic Center, Dec. 6. We had incredible seats and a wonderful time of praising and singing! We sang 2 specials and then backed up the Gaither Vocal Band and other artists! What a blast!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278382794759242546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCVL44ogzI/AAAAAAAABFE/g7TikTRsg38/s320/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our seats were to the left of the stage so our view was actually of everyone's backs. But it was a great time and an honor to be asked to participate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCV_yhHFkI/AAAAAAAABGE/lkh9yyDahqE/s1600-h/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278383686403167810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCV_yhHFkI/AAAAAAAABGE/lkh9yyDahqE/s320/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The Gaither Vocal Band with David Phelps filling in for Guy Penrod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCV_YFFvqI/AAAAAAAABF0/ckF2b7rx0t0/s1600-h/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278383679306317474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCV_YFFvqI/AAAAAAAABF0/ckF2b7rx0t0/s320/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; David Phelps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCV_NhuAqI/AAAAAAAABFs/vhN9Mp2PLVQ/s1600-h/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278383676473606818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCV_NhuAqI/AAAAAAAABFs/vhN9Mp2PLVQ/s320/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; O, Holy Night will never be the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCVNLwl2KI/AAAAAAAABFk/U_vra7fBx0c/s1600-h/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278382817005656226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCVNLwl2KI/AAAAAAAABFk/U_vra7fBx0c/s320/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mark Lowry was on hand for humor and a story about "Piper" the mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCVMzoRcqI/AAAAAAAABFc/qP8uAPDlrsY/s1600-h/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278382810528314018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCVMzoRcqI/AAAAAAAABFc/qP8uAPDlrsY/s320/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Janet Pascal.  I didn't know she has been battling breast cancer.  Her sister as well.  She reported that both of them are currently completely cancer free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCVMsPUX9I/AAAAAAAABFU/hLLkO4iSSj4/s1600-h/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278382808544600018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCVMsPUX9I/AAAAAAAABFU/hLLkO4iSSj4/s320/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ivan Parker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCVMUUxJ2I/AAAAAAAABFM/HskLQUgNMoQ/s1600-h/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278382802125006690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCVMUUxJ2I/AAAAAAAABFM/HskLQUgNMoQ/s320/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Ernie Haase and the Signature Sound sang with the Gaither Vocal Band.  I love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Probably the highlight of the evening on a fan level was when Cressalyn was able to speak with David Phelps.  He is one of Kenny's favorite singers and it was fun to get this picture to share with Kenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278383682977588146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCV_lwY47I/AAAAAAAABF8/y5DIzLvxrJ8/s320/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We have heard reports from so many who were touched by the ministry of the choir.  Many have inquired about the church and services times.  It will be fun to see who God brings our way just because of a 4 hour concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-8675958328786257386?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/8675958328786257386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=8675958328786257386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8675958328786257386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8675958328786257386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/12/night-gaithers-came-to-town.html' title='The Night the Gaithers Came to Town'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SUCVL44ogzI/AAAAAAAABFE/g7TikTRsg38/s72-c/Gaithers+2008+Dec+6+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-3712333024244543585</id><published>2008-11-17T21:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:22:42.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Newest Improvements</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There are the before and after pictures of the foyer and stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269816097619233634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SSIl0fI6y2I/AAAAAAAABEM/aelSU8f_Mf4/s320/100_8142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269816099988939922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SSIl0n95pJI/AAAAAAAABEU/6XvxOb9sT24/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269816112912494690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SSIl1YHHcGI/AAAAAAAABEs/54-bHJ_6y_c/s320/100_8146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SSImNJEvQ9I/AAAAAAAABE0/GR5cav3OdGc/s1600-h/100_8147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269816521192850386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SSImNJEvQ9I/AAAAAAAABE0/GR5cav3OdGc/s320/100_8147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269816105686962402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SSIl09MakOI/AAAAAAAABEc/0V7UZrdMnnc/s320/100_8145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SSIl1Ox6yyI/AAAAAAAABEk/lK72V2g1Qho/s1600-h/100_8148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269816110407666466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SSIl1Ox6yyI/AAAAAAAABEk/lK72V2g1Qho/s320/100_8148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269816524268615218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SSImNUiDtjI/AAAAAAAABE8/NGNgHsMmHEI/s320/100_8150.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So?  What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-3712333024244543585?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/3712333024244543585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=3712333024244543585&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3712333024244543585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3712333024244543585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/11/newest-improvements.html' title='Newest Improvements'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SSIl0fI6y2I/AAAAAAAABEM/aelSU8f_Mf4/s72-c/100_8142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7182231663271111299</id><published>2008-11-09T23:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:06:27.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another God Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saturday I took time to finish blowing the leaves out of our front yard.  Our next door neighbors, an older couple, Charlie &amp;amp; Genny, left their house.  When they left I thought it would be a cool thing to blow off their driveway.  My concern is that the rain would make the leaves slick and one of them could fall.  They have a gorgeous maple tree and all its leaves are nearly gone.  So I took care of the driveway.  &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;They were easier leaves than mine!  So, I did their sidewalk and porch.  I was joying myself so much that I thought I'd go ahead and do the entire front yard.  Those leaves were very easily blowing the way I wanted...unless the wind blew them back.  I kept an eye out for their car.  I didn't want to be there when they returned.  I got to thinking that maybe what I was doing would come across as offensive to them.  I hadn't asked first.  I prayed and asked God to not let this offend them.  I specifically asked for God to let this be a ministry, a blessing to them.&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 was dark when I finished and they weren't home yet.  Great!&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;Sunday morning, today, Ken headed out to walk the dog before church and Charlie was out in his driveway.  He asked Ken if he had taken care of the leaves.  Ken told him I had.  Charlie then told Ken, "You don't know what this means to me."  He proceeded to tell Ken that he and Genny had gone to church and then stopped at McDonald's for a snack like usual.  They returned to the car and got in.  He started the ignition...&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;...and she died.&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;Whoa!  Little did I know how HUGE of a blessing it would be for me to take care of something so minor as leaves!  I am so thankful that I was obedient and continued blowing those leaves even when my mind started thinking up worst case scenarios!&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;We went over this afternoon and met with the family and Charlie.  Everyone was so grateful.  We look forward to walking through the door that has been opened to us with this dear family.  Please join us in praying for them as they go through the next days.  It looks like the funeral will be Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-7182231663271111299?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/7182231663271111299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=7182231663271111299&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7182231663271111299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7182231663271111299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-god-moment.html' title='Another God Moment'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-1824646487215756373</id><published>2008-11-04T18:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:22:03.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Carmel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week, Carmel investigated a visitor in or near the back yard. She was then blessed with a burst of "sweet-smelling" bodily fluid from a black animal with a white stripe down its back. Following a baking soda/vinegar bath...which she absolutely loved....NOT!...she smells much better but a slight "fragrance" lingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday I found a tick on her. On her head. I pulled it off. The head stayed. The vet said to watch the skin around the bite. So I had to fix it so I could see her skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264946430163619058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SRDY4iNdDPI/AAAAAAAABD4/E67nFCX9ab4/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264946436963369202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SRDY47ipAPI/AAAAAAAABEA/YMnapNuh-Js/s320/005b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now she is mad at me. Seriously! She isn't coming when she is called, and she doesn't want me to pet her. And how dare I even speak to her if I am near the bathroom door! Nope. She wants nothing to do with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Imagine how she would feel if she could read this and see her picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-1824646487215756373?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/1824646487215756373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=1824646487215756373&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1824646487215756373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1824646487215756373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/11/poor-carmel.html' title='Poor Carmel'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SRDY4iNdDPI/AAAAAAAABD4/E67nFCX9ab4/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-5338900828707581710</id><published>2008-10-27T22:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:13:39.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a leak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262021896551936818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SQZ1CRhOMzI/AAAAAAAABDY/FW_LNQNvNO4/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SQZ1EBvwQ4I/AAAAAAAABDo/nBm0kiOKLW4/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262021926677660546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SQZ1EBvwQ4I/AAAAAAAABDo/nBm0kiOKLW4/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SQZ1DE4oYAI/AAAAAAAABDg/h24Xxsmd-5E/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262021910340329474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SQZ1DE4oYAI/AAAAAAAABDg/h24Xxsmd-5E/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-5338900828707581710?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/5338900828707581710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=5338900828707581710&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5338900828707581710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5338900828707581710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-have-leak.html' title='We have a leak'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SQZ1CRhOMzI/AAAAAAAABDY/FW_LNQNvNO4/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7844898874145526785</id><published>2008-10-26T21:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:23:33.685-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Ken!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is my beloved hubby's 41st birthday. I had something special planned for the day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261653084330240530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SQUlmk7XqhI/AAAAAAAABDQ/xJ-MCIphiDo/s320/Ken.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Following church I pulled the truck up to the door and he and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt; got in. I had told him that we had been invited to dinner at Wes &amp;amp; Chris's. He ASSUMED that's where we were headed. So he told me I needed to be in the left lane exiting the parking lot. With the traffic backed up I drove in the right lane...ignoring his objections and proceeded to turn right at the bottom of the hill. I told him I could turn around and go the other direction. Ken instructed me to get into the left lane and pointed to a place where I could turn around...insisting that I turn.."right here, Dear!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I said, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;naw&lt;/span&gt;..I think I'll just keep driving." Ken threw up his hands in a bit of frustration. Then he said, "So dinner at Wes &amp;amp; Chris's was a cover. Where are we going?" I refused to answer. A few minutes later he asked if he had time to take a nap! I said yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;30 minutes down the road we entered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bedford&lt;/span&gt;, VA. I pulled into the Sonic restaurant because I knew we needed a little snack to tide us over until lunch. Ken's response was, "I KNOW we didn't drive all this way to just go to Sonic." We proceeded on down the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ken asked if we were going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lynchburg&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't answer. On the other side of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lynchburg&lt;/span&gt; I told him, "no we aren't going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lynchburg&lt;/span&gt;." He gathered. He then said we were probably going to Richmond. Again, I said nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nathan called his phone and I panicked that Nathan would leak something. But he was cool and just wished his dad a happy birthday. Each time the phone rang I was nervous. I didn't share my plans with many people on purpose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I pulled off the first exit toward the town of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Farmville&lt;/span&gt;. Ken's dad had years ago &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pastored&lt;/span&gt; there for a time. I drove to a restaurant and pulled in to park. Getting out of the vehicle Ken said, "you know we have one of these in Roanoke." I answered, "Really? I googled this one." This was true! I had googled directions to this one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So we went inside. I verbally told the hostess that there were 3 of us while holding up 5 fingers in front of me. I tried to communicate that we needed seating for 5 but not to let anyone else know we had others joining us. She then told me they could only seat parties of 5 outside on the deck. Shoot! I was sure Ken had heard her. But one we were seated outside...with smokers...Ken asked why they couldn't seat us inside. I tried to tell him they didn't have room for us inside...with a straight face...but I couldn't. Shoot! So I did tell him that 2 others would be joining us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ken's mind began running through his Rolodex. He hadn't been able to reach either of his parents on any phone. So he verbalized that it could be them...but that would really take some doing since they had been here 2 weeks ago. He watched the parking lot. He watched the front door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I placed a phone call when he left for the restroom...and was still on it when he returned. He asked who it was. I told my first fib of the event! I told him it was my mom. In reality, I was checking the progress of our dinner buddies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As we sat looking over the menus and munching on an appetizer, Ken looked at the door to the restaurant and his eyes got huge and face lit up..."It's Bernie &amp;amp; Joy!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ken was blown away! This was the greatest surprise I have ever pulled off! It was such fun to catch up with our precious friends from Michigan! They are vacationing in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Williamsburg&lt;/span&gt;. We moved to Dairy Queen for desert and continued talking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261651691597542706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SQUkVgmBNTI/AAAAAAAABDI/ZgdItS_6SYo/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After nearly 4 hours it was time to say goodbye. Ken has to be to work very early Monday morning and we had a 2 hour drive home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy birthday, Ken! It's so fun being married to you! Thank you for being such a good sport!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-7844898874145526785?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/7844898874145526785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=7844898874145526785&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7844898874145526785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7844898874145526785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-ken.html' title='Happy Birthday, Ken!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SQUlmk7XqhI/AAAAAAAABDQ/xJ-MCIphiDo/s72-c/Ken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-6902232385446474736</id><published>2008-10-11T17:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:09:36.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Improvements</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We have a bench in the backyard that came with the house. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256020568575489874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SPEi3AoWt1I/AAAAAAAAAyI/7sMGHigrclQ/s320/100_8076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was very weathered so Cressalyn and I sanded and painted it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256020577895060050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SPEi3jWUElI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Qy2f0D_sSRs/s320/100_8077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SPEi2d82dNI/AAAAAAAAAxw/72E-ZH4HmNs/s1600-h/100_8083.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256020559266215122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SPEi2d82dNI/AAAAAAAAAxw/72E-ZH4HmNs/s320/100_8083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Purple is the only color we had on hand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I picked up 2 planters at a yard sale today. Then I found 4 mums on sale. So this is what I did this afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SPEi2qYzm9I/AAAAAAAAAx4/39ovilFCIGA/s1600-h/100_8081.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256020562604694482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SPEi2qYzm9I/AAAAAAAAAx4/39ovilFCIGA/s320/100_8081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SPEi27stXpI/AAAAAAAAAyA/OLKDPG4wxG8/s1600-h/100_8080.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256020567251574418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SPEi27stXpI/AAAAAAAAAyA/OLKDPG4wxG8/s320/100_8080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm not sure how the mums will fair.  I'm not good at this.  Pray for them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Carmel enjoys her backyard!  And chasing and being chased are her favorite activities!  That and chewing on Sasha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b73cb170941b9765" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db73cb170941b9765%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331577477%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D367DEB718D4E96FF7B0AEDEFE8EFFF58DB5B51F6.DE035304B73E80D8EBD024166925B3337B16D92%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db73cb170941b9765%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6IE6cG3Uors0jEbtJHaRe7rUSts&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db73cb170941b9765%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331577477%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D367DEB718D4E96FF7B0AEDEFE8EFFF58DB5B51F6.DE035304B73E80D8EBD024166925B3337B16D92%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db73cb170941b9765%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6IE6cG3Uors0jEbtJHaRe7rUSts&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-6902232385446474736?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b73cb170941b9765&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/6902232385446474736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=6902232385446474736&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6902232385446474736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6902232385446474736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/10/improvements.html' title='Improvements'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SPEi3AoWt1I/AAAAAAAAAyI/7sMGHigrclQ/s72-c/100_8076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-4302028889909969208</id><published>2008-09-25T23:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:50:07.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How to bathe a 1 year old in 15 steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1.  Call the 1 year old to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2.  Ask the 1 year old to go into the bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3.  Chase the 1 year old as she runs away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4.  Catch the 1 year old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5.  Wrestle the 1 year old into the bathroom and quickly shut the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6.  Scoop your arms around the 1 year old who is now flattened on the floor in a feeble attempt to avoid capture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7.  Heave the 1 year old into the bathtub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8.  Turn on the water being careful not to burn the 1 year old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9.  Use a large cup to poor water over the hair of the 1 year old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10.  Add shampoo and lather, really working the shampoo all through the hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;11.  Rinse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12.  Tell the 1 year old not to drink the bath water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;13.  Wrap the 1 year old in a large towel and dry off excess water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;14.  Stand back as the 1 year old helps by shaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;15.  Mop up the water from the floor...walls...mirrors...cabinets...then change clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-4302028889909969208?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/4302028889909969208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=4302028889909969208&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4302028889909969208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4302028889909969208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-to-bathe-1-year-old-in-15-steps.html' title='How to bathe a 1 year old in 15 steps'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-1569686936857095708</id><published>2008-09-12T11:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:25:32.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today Ken and I are celebrating our 21st wedding anniversary! It is amazing how the Lord has brought us through these years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SMqIXgQBd4I/AAAAAAAAAxA/D0qc3LBqpj8/s1600-h/Davis+Family+Pictures+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245154653401872258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SMqIXgQBd4I/AAAAAAAAAxA/D0qc3LBqpj8/s320/Davis+Family+Pictures+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The Dating Years&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245154673493354178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SMqIYrGNJsI/AAAAAAAAAxg/owGRyjjAxpE/s320/Davis+Family+Pictures+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our Engagement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SMqIYH3ExpI/AAAAAAAAAxI/trPhyw75Qt0/s1600-h/Ken+%26+Judy+Wedding+Pictures+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245154664034649746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SMqIYH3ExpI/AAAAAAAAAxI/trPhyw75Qt0/s320/Ken+%26+Judy+Wedding+Pictures+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Our Wedding&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245154670950709106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SMqIYhn_d3I/AAAAAAAAAxY/bPgSufMJBNs/s320/Davis+Family+Pictures+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The birth of our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SMqIYW4vQeI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/2P3IjlckKSU/s1600-h/Davis+Family+Pictures+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245154668068159970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SMqIYW4vQeI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/2P3IjlckKSU/s320/Davis+Family+Pictures+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Many places of ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245155706755188834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SMqJU0TBiGI/AAAAAAAAAxo/gGo5tz40B8M/s320/Ken+%26+Judy+Davis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thank you, Lord, for blessing our marriage!  In a day when so many marriages end long before 21 years, we are humbled by Your impact on our lives!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Anniversary, My Love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-1569686936857095708?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/1569686936857095708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=1569686936857095708&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1569686936857095708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1569686936857095708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/09/21-years.html' title='21 Years!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SMqIXgQBd4I/AAAAAAAAAxA/D0qc3LBqpj8/s72-c/Davis+Family+Pictures+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-3986988593549432989</id><published>2008-09-02T20:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:47:28.328-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm thinking of getting a helicopter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You see, a plane needs a lot of room for take off and landing so there are only certain places you can go. In a helicopter you don't need a long runway. Plus, you can hover over an area if you can't land and drop stuff off on a line...or pick stuff up. They do it all the time on TV. My hubby was dropped from a helicopter to the deck of his ship. So I know it can be done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241590052187950018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SL3eYZ7iS8I/AAAAAAAAAwk/tTq0LmCiROw/s320/Helicopter.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There are many benefits to having a helicopter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. You can get there faster than in a car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. The view from above is awesome! In a plane it's too high up most times. You can't see through the clouds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241590049229443266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SL3eYO6LEMI/AAAAAAAAAwc/jdvU5pkxKiU/s320/helicopter.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. You miss all kinds of road construction and traffic jams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. You don't have to watch out for moose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. You don't lock your keys inside at a gas station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. It's WAY cooler to arrive in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241590052688884626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SL3eYby985I/AAAAAAAAAws/-b0cDXKvzFA/s320/Helicopter2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyone know where I can find one...cheap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-3986988593549432989?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/3986988593549432989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=3986988593549432989&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3986988593549432989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3986988593549432989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-thinking-of-getting-helicopter.html' title='I&apos;m thinking of getting a helicopter'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SL3eYZ7iS8I/AAAAAAAAAwk/tTq0LmCiROw/s72-c/Helicopter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7144807236325645668</id><published>2008-08-26T22:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:38:59.565-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer is Needed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;This Saturday afternoon/evening, Kenny, my mother, and I will be crossing the border into Canada.  We are requesting prayer for this crossing!  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please pray for clear and safe passage into Canada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  It's hard work getting all the stuff into the car for the trip.  It would be horrid to have to remove it all for inspection!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;We are trusting the Lord for a safe trip there and back!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-7144807236325645668?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/7144807236325645668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=7144807236325645668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7144807236325645668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7144807236325645668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/08/prayer-is-needed.html' title='Prayer is Needed!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-3891483088950150289</id><published>2008-08-23T11:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T11:57:58.637-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Room Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With Nate off to school we took the time to CLEAN and organize his room into our guest room. It's still here for him when he comes home, but now we have a functional CLEAN guest room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237742742561787490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SLAzRgtGjmI/AAAAAAAAAwM/xJeKfmEEQ3U/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237742747970324594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SLAzR02mSHI/AAAAAAAAAwU/LGxJ84KtBcM/s320/100_8076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did I mention that it is now CLEAN??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-3891483088950150289?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/3891483088950150289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=3891483088950150289&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3891483088950150289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3891483088950150289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-room-done.html' title='Another Room Done'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SLAzRgtGjmI/AAAAAAAAAwM/xJeKfmEEQ3U/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-6861160000054490377</id><published>2008-08-18T21:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:09:39.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is Done...Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2 years ago Ken and I delivered our firstborn to his freshman year of college.  This weekend I delivered Nathan to Oklahoma Wesleyan University.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Overall the trip went very smoothly.  We did hit traffic and rain in Memphis on Friday.  We stayed in hotels that were nice enough.  We talked, we sang, we munched, and we listened to books on CD.  One in particular...a Louis L'Amour.  He LOVES Louis L'Amour books.  It was a great time for us, spending final hours together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The closer we got to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bartlesville&lt;/span&gt;, the more Nathan talked...the more random his topics and words.  If you spend anytime with Nate, you know that he is a very random individual at times.  He was enamored with the oil pumps that were all over the fields.  Some worked.  He was amazed at the openness of the land.  If you could have been in his head you would have seen him picturing the stories from his books.  He realized that he was in the same area where so much history that he has enjoyed took place in Oklahoma.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He saw his first armadillo.  It was actually road kill but nonetheless it was an armadillo.  We looked for longhorn cattle but didn't see any on the way in.  I did on the way out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bartlesville&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The staff of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OWU&lt;/span&gt; had orchestrated registration in a wonderful way.  Everything went by the schedule.  We ended the day on Saturday with a worship time and a goodbye ceremony.  Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This mother was already a basket case by the time she sat down for the worship.  Then the students filed to the front of the large chapel to get a rose.  They brought the roses to their parents to say goodbye.  By the time Nathan made his way to me I was a wreck.  We hugged and he began to thank me for the opportunity to attend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OWU&lt;/span&gt;.  He thanked me for many other things, too.  I then, prayed for Nathan...sobbing the whole while.  Nathan prayed for me, too.  When we broke out of the hug I saw the tears on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Letting your children go to begin their adulthood is very difficult.  I have been told this over and over.  Now I am experiencing it for the second time.  The first time was hard enough.  The second time has actually been harder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt; has been told that she cannot leave me.  I can't do this again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She doesn't agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-6861160000054490377?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/6861160000054490377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=6861160000054490377&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6861160000054490377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6861160000054490377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-is-doneagain.html' title='It Is Done...Again!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-1407494060975352968</id><published>2008-08-16T00:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T00:16:49.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Tennessee is a terribly LONG state!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-1407494060975352968?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/1407494060975352968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=1407494060975352968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1407494060975352968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1407494060975352968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/08/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know....'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-8394508037392333217</id><published>2008-08-10T13:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T13:31:47.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is the last Sunday that the 5 of us will be together for who knows how long. Nathan heads to college Thursday and Kenny leaves in 2 weeks. We aren't sure what holidays will hold for the coming years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So Momma made everyone pose on the porch of OUR house for one last family photo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232942969323657730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SJ8l58BqGgI/AAAAAAAAAvo/pFrw5u_2ta0/s320/Davis+Family+8-10-08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They wouldn't let me bring the dogs into the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-8394508037392333217?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/8394508037392333217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=8394508037392333217&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8394508037392333217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8394508037392333217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-photo.html' title='Family Photo'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SJ8l58BqGgI/AAAAAAAAAvo/pFrw5u_2ta0/s72-c/Davis+Family+8-10-08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-5848847893545169298</id><published>2008-08-04T21:57:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:50:56.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;While we have been setting up our lovely new home and making improvements, one room in the house has been neglected. It's visited every day, many times throughout the day. It's a room that each member of the family uses. Even the furry family members like to enter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230870332022091970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SJfI2kZOcMI/AAAAAAAAAvY/gwbshLDj0yU/s320/100_8056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I painted the walls my favorite color...yellow...to provide a place of retreat, a place for creativity, a place for communication. There are shelves that were built in already that are wonderful for all my stamps and other crafty items. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230870701274100674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SJfJMD9w88I/AAAAAAAAAvg/aABMOPunMA8/s320/100_8049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But a few weeks back, Ken had to move out of his office at the church. Since books do not do well in a non-climate controlled environment, they all needed to be kept...in my office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230870328079397202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SJfI2VtNsVI/AAAAAAAAAvA/bGwD5i5taU0/s320/100_8050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I have plans to build shelves in the closet for the books that currently reside in boxes. But finances are tight and time is short. So it remains a plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SJfI2pQ10wI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/mu6Un8pZQ-8/s1600-h/100_8052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230870333329101570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SJfI2pQ10wI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/mu6Un8pZQ-8/s320/100_8052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One interesting phenomenon of house cleaning each day/week is that my office tends to get overlooked. Mostly it becomes the place to put things that no one knows what to do with. Put it in Mom's office. She'll figure out where is goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230870327457630610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SJfI2TY-SZI/AAAAAAAAAvI/X7IoKNLstBY/s320/100_8051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We've only lived in this house for 2 months. Before we ever moved I declared my office would be organized!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My family laughed at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-5848847893545169298?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/5848847893545169298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=5848847893545169298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5848847893545169298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5848847893545169298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-need-help.html' title='I Need Help!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SJfI2kZOcMI/AAAAAAAAAvY/gwbshLDj0yU/s72-c/100_8056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-1089032723527882306</id><published>2008-07-22T16:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T16:49:27.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She's 16!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My baby, my only girl, is 16 years old today!  I cannot believe how quickly the years have gone by!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225940126195234082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIZE20dTtSI/AAAAAAAAAto/tRWP2BnCenk/s320/Davis+Family+Pictures+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This was at the shower that the ladies of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ramseur&lt;/span&gt; Wesleyan gave us!  Ken was the youth pastor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIZE1NUkhsI/AAAAAAAAAtI/2BdhIErxe-E/s1600-h/Davis+Family+Pictures+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225940098509735618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIZE1NUkhsI/AAAAAAAAAtI/2BdhIErxe-E/s320/Davis+Family+Pictures+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; She really got into her first birthday cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIZE2SYHDQI/AAAAAAAAAtY/QiD-7PZdnEs/s1600-h/Davis+Family+Pictures+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225940117046627586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIZE2SYHDQI/AAAAAAAAAtY/QiD-7PZdnEs/s320/Davis+Family+Pictures+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; A few weeks after her first birthday I was able to catch her first steps.  Unfortunately, we didn't own a video camera then.  So you have to take my word for it.  This picture is of her first steps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIZE2jh9qzI/AAAAAAAAAtg/pAhjSVMflFk/s1600-h/Davis+Family+Pictures+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225940121651358514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIZE2jh9qzI/AAAAAAAAAtg/pAhjSVMflFk/s320/Davis+Family+Pictures+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My father had photographed me with my curls by a tree.  So I wanted to do the same thing.  We are amazed at how much she looks like me!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225940727469082370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIZFZ0YKhwI/AAAAAAAAAtw/xxJkIe3npNI/s320/Davis+Family+Pictures+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Her favorite person in the world has always been her Daddy.  These days she and I have gotten a whole lot closer!  She even considers me her best friend!  Can many mothers of teen girls say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225940108828392466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIZE1zwuvBI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/On-NAxELJ3E/s320/Davis+Family+Pictures+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225940742426658722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIZFasGVB6I/AAAAAAAAAt4/-dmaWR4qg0A/s320/Davis+Family+Pictures+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When we lived in Michigan we took day trips over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sarnia&lt;/span&gt;, Canada.  This is the Canadian side of the St. Clair river leading to Lake Huron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225940741706921298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIZFapautVI/AAAAAAAAAuA/MDw5tdceEMQ/s320/Cressalyn+by.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt; has grown into a beautiful young woman!  We are in awe at how God is shaping her into who she will become!  It is a total honor and joy to be her mother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225940744560290290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIZFa0DBqfI/AAAAAAAAAuI/zZhHFO-ulnA/s320/s41974ca117494_6_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-1089032723527882306?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/1089032723527882306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=1089032723527882306&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1089032723527882306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1089032723527882306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/07/shes-16.html' title='She&apos;s 16!!!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIZE20dTtSI/AAAAAAAAAto/tRWP2BnCenk/s72-c/Davis+Family+Pictures+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-61572798157379750</id><published>2008-07-19T19:38:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:44:24.954-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I will become an EMT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So the plan was to move rocks. In order to do that some prep work was needed in the places where rock would be spread. So we started trimming back the ivy, picking up the ceramic figurine remnants &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(previous owner LOVED yard ornaments!)&lt;/span&gt;, scooping up what Carmel "drops", and removing some of the plastic that was originally placed under the rocks to prevent weeds from growing. The surrounding tree roots have grown and ripped the plastic in many places. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In our preparation process we decided to move the blue birdbath from its current location to a better spot, out of the main walkway. This had previously been used as a planter so all the dirt had to be removed first. Then we tipped the top "dish" section on its side to hose it out. We found that there were large chips and stress fractures in the structure. After the top section was cleaned and set aside Ken attempted to move the pedestal. Nope. Not budging. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so we started raking and shoveling the rocks from around the base. We discovered the the pedestal had been partially buried in the rocks. After more shoveling and raking we found that the pedestal wasn't going to move. It appeared to have been affixed to a cement slap as well! This thing would have survived a tornado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Out comes the sledgehammer! No longer are we dedicated to the preservation of the big blue birdbath! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt; was given the rights to the first swings! She did well at chipping away some of the top edges of the pedestal but it was too difficult to continue. She was demoted. Ken took over the sledgehammer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One whack! Two whacks! On the third whack Ken hollered very loudly and dropped the hammer and grabbed his hand. Blood was already flowing quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a bit&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt; ran to turn the hose on and I grabbed the end of it to wash the wound. There was a deep gash in Ken's pointer finger just at the first knuckle! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt; brought rags and then returned for keys and wallets and we were off! On the way to Urgent Care I called Ken's mom, the Davis family guru of all things first-aid, and in discussing the situation with her we decided to try whatever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CVS&lt;/span&gt; could supply us with. So we got butterfly tape, finger tube gauze and a splint. We returned home and performed first-aid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224887262948429410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIKHSHOBDmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/EDnhN3LUP1g/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My thought was that Ken was finished for the day and the kids and I would clean up what we had done and that would be the end. But no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ken felt the need to go back outside and "supervise." Nathan began relocating large rocks to the very back of the yard. The bottom of the fence is not in the ground and Carmel may one day discover an escape route. While Nathan was toting rocks Ken got distracted by the stump of a tree we had knocked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt; last week. He got the hatchet and shovel and he and I removed 3 stumps. I went inside to begin dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now that they were completely UNSUPERVISED, Ken and Nathan decided to take the chainsaw and remove a tree that was split in the base. Neither one of them have done this before but being homeowners now, we are all stepping WAY out of our league on many projects!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They cut the tree which then got hung up by the top in the neighbor's tree (behind our house.) I was summoned to give my "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;expertise&lt;/span&gt;" as to how the tree should be brought down with as little damage to the fence, shed and the neighbor's tree as possible. From where I stood it looked like a simple "pendulum" theory. Nathan would support the trunk of the tree from underneath while Ken cut about 4 feet above Nathan. The theory was that gravity would then take the top part and swing it completely into the neighbor's yard and miss the fence. The bottom of the tree was under Nathan's strong control so we went for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As the chainsaw cut through the tree the weight of the trunk fell completely on Nathan, crushing his right hand and sending him to the ground in a heap. The top part did NOT swing like a pendulum and dropped like an anvil onto Ken and the fence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I took Nathan inside for evaluation while Ken tried to "pull" the top of the tree back into our yard. I forgot to mention that the tree was about 18 inches around and 30 feet tall. We are stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After another phone call to our favorite medical advisor, we concluded that with the mobility in his hand, Nathan did not need to be checked by a physician. Ice and rest have relieved some swelling. He doesn't have full strength and grip, but all the joints &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;function&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224887270711347362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIKHSkI1yKI/AAAAAAAAAtA/tZ6CyVBwBVQ/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ken and I cut the remaining tree parts and pulled them into our yard. The fence is fine, the shed is fine. After dinner we went and carried the debris to the front yard for pick up. As we finalized the clean up Ken noticed that the neighbor beside us was removing tree debris as well. Upon further investigation he realized it was OUR tree that had fallen into their yard during the nasty storm last week! Ken then assisted them in removing THAT tree, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With all that we have accomplished today, not a BIT of the piles of rocks were touched! We are also finding the being a homeowner is very hazardous to Ken's health! He's had a nail go into the side of his nose &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(no, he wasn't trying to pierce his nose!)&lt;/span&gt;, he slit his wrist with a putty knife &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(no, he doesn't need counseling!)&lt;/span&gt;, and now he has smashed his finger with a sledgehammer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is this covered by our homeowners' insurance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-61572798157379750?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/61572798157379750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=61572798157379750&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/61572798157379750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/61572798157379750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-i-will-become-emt.html' title='I think I will become an EMT'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIKHSHOBDmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/EDnhN3LUP1g/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7577124909442611566</id><published>2008-07-18T22:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:59:46.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we first looked at our house we got the impression that the previous owner didn't like grass. Maybe not the grass itself, but the upkeep of it at least. We got this impression from the variety of rocks in the back yard and on the side of the driveway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224553055429426834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIFXUrMNfpI/AAAAAAAAAsg/t2rzmuX9Z0Y/s320/100_7632.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While landscaping rocks can be beautiful and when arranged nicely are very pleasing to the eye, getting out of the vehicle and stepping IN the landscaping rocks isn't a lot of fun. So we began to remove the rocks on the side of the driveway. We discovered that the plants that had been placed there years ago and allowed to grow had done just that. Their roots ran deep. One ivy-type plant had been placed in a large pedestal pot near the road. This plant grew up and over the wire "structure" in the pot and then back down all around the pot. It grew so thick and full that it grew back INTO the ground under the pot! It looked like a green version of "Cousin It!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With A LOT of cutting, pulling, pushing, yanking and shoveling, "Cousin It" no longer lives here. The remaining plants were cut away and then removed last weekend when Ken used the machine he rented on them. He rented a front-end loader thingy that you can walk behind. He cleared the whole side of the driveway! Now there is a very large pile of rock in front of the shed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While he had the machine he decided to move some of the general gray stones from the backyard just behind the house. Our intention is to clear some land for some sod. We feel that planting grass seed with the kind of shade we have isn't going to produce the kind of grass we want. So he moved rocks. He went down nearly a foot and STILL there was more rock! Now there is a VERY large pile of rock BEHIND the shed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224553058586206514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIFXU282ITI/AAAAAAAAAso/6D2jUfupa7s/s320/100_7633.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow the Davis family will be bonding with each other and shovels and a wheelbarrel. There are some places in the backyard that can use a little more rock to level out some bare spots. We will attempt to make a dent in the piles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224553063338952882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIFXVIp_SLI/AAAAAAAAAsw/1n0yDcAb6Wc/s320/100_7634.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We would also like to invite you to come and pick up a load of rocks for your own home improvement projects. It's free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-7577124909442611566?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/7577124909442611566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=7577124909442611566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7577124909442611566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7577124909442611566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/07/rocks.html' title='Rocks'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SIFXUrMNfpI/AAAAAAAAAsg/t2rzmuX9Z0Y/s72-c/100_7632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-4595989973585270339</id><published>2008-07-04T01:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T02:18:15.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What were you doing 20 years ago today? How did you celebrate the July 4th holiday of 1988?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219036041774371298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SG29oNvsEeI/AAAAAAAAAr4/TBOFjF9WTSo/s320/fireworks+b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can tell you that I was having a very difficult day...but it ended wonderfully! My holiday weekend started on the 2nd...as I was put in the hospital to be induced with my first child. This child was already 6 days late and they decided that it was time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219038740234744626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SG3AFSSxszI/AAAAAAAAAsY/PWHOUelyVBE/s320/Davis+Family+Pictures+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One thing that my brother, Paul, said to me on the phone when I called to tell him we were going in to be induced was this. "Be prepared for the possibility of having a c-section." Yeah right. No way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219038720184816274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SG3AEHmgEpI/AAAAAAAAAsA/EA1qB0M6CU0/s320/Davis+Family+Pictures+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He was wise, though. I'm so glad God told him to tell me that. You see, my labor took forever. In fact, it was 56 hours later that our first son was born....via c-section.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219038732974907250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SG3AE3P5X3I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/_ao_UUnd4To/s320/Davis+Family+Pictures+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I was strapped to the OR table with my insides all exposed, the doctor said "It's a boy!" and my beloved husband looked down at me with tears and delight in his eyes and said, "Kenneth, Jr." I hadn't wanted to name my child "Junior" but I realized at that moment I had better agree or I might not be put back together!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219038728411234658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SG3AEmP1QWI/AAAAAAAAAsI/4OYH59pVKvg/s320/Davis+Family+Pictures+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;20 years ago today Ken and I stopped being just a couple. We began the journey of being a family. It's a great journey to be on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Kenny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-4595989973585270339?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/4595989973585270339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=4595989973585270339&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4595989973585270339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4595989973585270339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/07/20-years.html' title='20 years'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SG29oNvsEeI/AAAAAAAAAr4/TBOFjF9WTSo/s72-c/fireworks+b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7180412605120359264</id><published>2008-06-29T00:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:03:24.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217159516085823442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGcS8CzYJ9I/AAAAAAAAArA/opxItWgt1Xw/s320/100_8020b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's amazing how God brings all of our plans together! Being relatively new to the area and new to the church we are attending, we weren't sure who to invite to Nathan's party. The majority of invitations/announcements went out of state! But we decided to go for it and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217159518570596306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGcS8MDyx9I/AAAAAAAAArI/6thmghChY8w/s320/100_8028b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; God brought together people from the church we are attending. The youth pastor and the leader of the class that Nathan is attending on Sundays both came. It was good to get to meet them and know them a little better. Nathan made better connections, as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217163257172350162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGcWVzb6VNI/AAAAAAAAArg/oirfuSsnW9k/s320/100_8021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Along with these 2 men were teens from the church we just left last month. Not everyone was able to come, but 3 were. It was great to see them again and our kids enjoyed getting to spend some time with them. Also, the youth pastor from that group was able to stop by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGcS8Ryv_fI/AAAAAAAAArQ/T17k8C9lPqo/s1600-h/100_8016.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217159520109723122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGcS8Ryv_fI/AAAAAAAAArQ/T17k8C9lPqo/s320/100_8016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGcS8clvVEI/AAAAAAAAArY/rWO7XlrmzYY/s1600-h/100_8017.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217159523007943746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGcS8clvVEI/AAAAAAAAArY/rWO7XlrmzYY/s320/100_8017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; One family from EWC came with their 2 children. These kids are very special to all of the Davis family! Nathan just last week had passed on all of his army men to their son! Another couple who Ken and I are building a friendship with came. It's so good to fellowship with others!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217163268730015826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGcWWefeUFI/AAAAAAAAAro/3Y8ZzpEgE94/s320/100_8018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Papa and Nana were able to come up from North Carolina. They represented the family members who weren't able to be with us. Wes &amp;amp; Chris Phillips and their kids are like family to us so they added to that mix, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217159513497622434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGcS75KTV6I/AAAAAAAAAq4/CAsguHVnOOw/s320/100_8035.bJPG.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A very special family made a surprise (to Nathan) visit! A dear friend from Michigan happened to be in the area for the weekend and called last night to see if we had some time to get together. I told her of the party and urged her to come with her 2 grandsons! They did! So they were able to represent all the friends from far away who weren't able to be with us!I am so impressed with how God brought all of this together! He's so good at those details! I couldn't have planned that or even thought it through! I guess that's why I'm not God!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217164034064551954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="133" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGcXDBlckBI/AAAAAAAAArw/HAqgy0o-xRQ/s320/taco.jpg" width="173" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nathan ended his day with a dinner of tacos. If you could spend any time with him these days you would find that tacos are his favorite things. Tacos are discussed on a daily basis. He carries a picture of a taco on his cell phone. Did you know that Taco Bell does NOT do gift card or gift certificates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-7180412605120359264?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/7180412605120359264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=7180412605120359264&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7180412605120359264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7180412605120359264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-party.html' title='What a Party!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGcS8CzYJ9I/AAAAAAAAArA/opxItWgt1Xw/s72-c/100_8020b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-3072319709026712649</id><published>2008-06-28T08:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T08:15:05.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He's 18 Today!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGYrA9GGzbI/AAAAAAAAAqY/QCcGVih7whs/s1600-h/Nathan+12th+Grade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216904513755467186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGYrA9GGzbI/AAAAAAAAAqY/QCcGVih7whs/s320/Nathan+12th+Grade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGYrBD2ORGI/AAAAAAAAAqg/vyfTQEv3nYs/s1600-h/nathan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216904515567895650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGYrBD2ORGI/AAAAAAAAAqg/vyfTQEv3nYs/s320/nathan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGYrBjUwMrI/AAAAAAAAAqo/rFDD1_MFvgw/s1600-h/Nathan+11th+Grade+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216904524017447602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGYrBjUwMrI/AAAAAAAAAqo/rFDD1_MFvgw/s320/Nathan+11th+Grade+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGYrB6rrPlI/AAAAAAAAAqw/jje-gEjVNjo/s1600-h/water+slide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216904530287607378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGYrB6rrPlI/AAAAAAAAAqw/jje-gEjVNjo/s320/water+slide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Nathan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-3072319709026712649?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/3072319709026712649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=3072319709026712649&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3072319709026712649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3072319709026712649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/06/hes-18-today.html' title='He&apos;s 18 Today!!!!!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SGYrA9GGzbI/AAAAAAAAAqY/QCcGVih7whs/s72-c/Nathan+12th+Grade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-6142689429260923309</id><published>2008-06-27T21:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:53:45.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A God Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I struggled terribly with a migraine. I was sent to another branch to fill in as they were short-handed. I was able to go home for lunch and lay down for a bit but when I got back to work the pain intensified. I was nearly sick to my stomach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A lady and her young adult son walked in. She had questions regarding how to handle her account. She began by saying that her husband had passed away just Wednesday and she began to weep. My heart broke for her! I answered her questions and took care of her transaction. As she was gathering her things to leave I felt the need to ask her if it would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; if I were to pray for her. She immediately stopped and reached over the counter and grabbed my hand. I quickly reached for hers and quietly prayed for strength, peace and clarity of mind during these difficult days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She thanked me and said they were Christians as well! And then they left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had I been in my own branch I don't know that I would have felt as free to do that. I don't know. I haven't been "asked" to do so. This really took me out of my comfort zone...but what amazed me the most...is that for a few moments, my focus wasn't on the pain in my own head. It was on the pain in her heart. My heart ached for her. I cannot understand what she is dealing with but I do know she is hurting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From there on my headache began to ease. No kidding. The nausea let up. I ended my workday feeling the best I had felt all day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aren't God moments amazing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-6142689429260923309?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/6142689429260923309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=6142689429260923309&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6142689429260923309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6142689429260923309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/06/god-moment.html' title='A God Moment'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-4891959620294370722</id><published>2008-06-07T23:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T00:11:12.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cressalyn's Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cressalyn's room is completed! We do have a couple final details that will come in time, but we are ready for the next unveiling of the remodeling process! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here is before:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEtWOrfwOLI/AAAAAAAAApw/aSGl1x72Z0s/s1600-h/100_7623.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209352204178176178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEtWOrfwOLI/AAAAAAAAApw/aSGl1x72Z0s/s320/100_7623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And here are the after pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEtWPLoqqwI/AAAAAAAAAp4/AlZhF_avy10/s1600-h/Cressalyn%27s+Room+a.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209352212805495554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEtWPLoqqwI/AAAAAAAAAp4/AlZhF_avy10/s320/Cressalyn%27s+Room+a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEtWP2gc82I/AAAAAAAAAqA/OK1eZtdDoqc/s1600-h/Cressalyn%27s+Room+b.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209352224313766754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEtWP2gc82I/AAAAAAAAAqA/OK1eZtdDoqc/s320/Cressalyn%27s+Room+b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEtWQeQENgI/AAAAAAAAAqI/i26feNA6KHw/s1600-h/Cressalyn%27s+Room+c.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209352234982454786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEtWQeQENgI/AAAAAAAAAqI/i26feNA6KHw/s320/Cressalyn%27s+Room+c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEtWQiIpbgI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/ZCcv6CMT7GY/s1600-h/Cressalyn%27s+Room+d.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209352236025081346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEtWQiIpbgI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/ZCcv6CMT7GY/s320/Cressalyn%27s+Room+d.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; We will be hanging the shelf for her doll collection on the wall in the last picture. From the looks of the pictures, can anyone tell what her favorite color is???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-4891959620294370722?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/4891959620294370722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=4891959620294370722&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4891959620294370722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4891959620294370722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/06/cressalyns-room.html' title='Cressalyn&apos;s Room'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEtWOrfwOLI/AAAAAAAAApw/aSGl1x72Z0s/s72-c/100_7623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-1780590298556391948</id><published>2008-06-04T19:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T19:59:37.247-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Basement Bathroom</title><content type='html'>Tonight I was looking forward to  laying the tile in the basement bathroom that would allow us to progress to having 2 usable toilets.  Down the road we have plans to expand this bathroom but for now, laying cheap tile to replace the aweful carpet that had been UNDER the toilet seemed to be the best short-term fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for your viewing pleasure, here are pictures of our tile-laying adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEcrbvoBKxI/AAAAAAAAAo4/rixwiG8k6bY/s1600-h/100_7984b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEcrbvoBKxI/AAAAAAAAAo4/rixwiG8k6bY/s320/100_7984b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208179249718045458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEcrcEX3sQI/AAAAAAAAApA/L1TBeWO_oYQ/s1600-h/100_7986b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEcrcEX3sQI/AAAAAAAAApA/L1TBeWO_oYQ/s320/100_7986b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208179255287460098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEcrc0UAD2I/AAAAAAAAApI/gPIeooTFoK0/s1600-h/100_7988b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEcrc0UAD2I/AAAAAAAAApI/gPIeooTFoK0/s320/100_7988b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208179268156133218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEcrdj_n7zI/AAAAAAAAApQ/GOHW-h3Ci0Q/s1600-h/100_7989b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEcrdj_n7zI/AAAAAAAAApQ/GOHW-h3Ci0Q/s320/100_7989b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208179280955567922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, tile didn't get on the floor tonight.  Instead, as we began removing the baseboard we discovered black mold behind the toilet area.  So Ken began demolition.  He looked at me once and asked, "And we became homeowners why?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the joys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-1780590298556391948?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/1780590298556391948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=1780590298556391948&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1780590298556391948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1780590298556391948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/06/basement-bathroom.html' title='The Basement Bathroom'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SEcrbvoBKxI/AAAAAAAAAo4/rixwiG8k6bY/s72-c/100_7984b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-4270563274938628068</id><published>2008-06-02T21:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T21:24:51.221-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kitchen is Finished!  Almost...</title><content type='html'>The final special touch of the kitchen has yet to be done.  But for now, these are the before and after pictures of the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SESbceGJ_jI/AAAAAAAAAoY/cJH6Pp7gDgA/s1600-h/100_7618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SESbceGJ_jI/AAAAAAAAAoY/cJH6Pp7gDgA/s320/100_7618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207457982564662834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SESbcuGJ_kI/AAAAAAAAAog/BEKGjTTpUTQ/s1600-h/100_7619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SESbcuGJ_kI/AAAAAAAAAog/BEKGjTTpUTQ/s320/100_7619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207457986859630146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SESahuGJ_iI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/yvXvN5xO-Pg/s1600-h/kitchen+c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SESahuGJ_iI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/yvXvN5xO-Pg/s320/kitchen+c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207456973247348258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SESdBuGJ_lI/AAAAAAAAAoo/joxdt1pARPg/s1600-h/kitchen+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SESdBuGJ_lI/AAAAAAAAAoo/joxdt1pARPg/s320/kitchen+a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207459722026417746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SESdB-GJ_mI/AAAAAAAAAow/InquT5aS9sY/s1600-h/kitchen+b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SESdB-GJ_mI/AAAAAAAAAow/InquT5aS9sY/s320/kitchen+b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207459726321385058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!  As time progresses, more improvement photos will be coming!  (Whew!  This is hard work!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-4270563274938628068?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/4270563274938628068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=4270563274938628068&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4270563274938628068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4270563274938628068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/06/kitchen-is-finished-almost.html' title='The Kitchen is Finished!  Almost...'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SESbceGJ_jI/AAAAAAAAAoY/cJH6Pp7gDgA/s72-c/100_7618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-1337715973647875483</id><published>2008-05-19T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T00:17:21.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Pictures of the New House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=113120122&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="319" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;refid=113120122"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=113120122&amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/create_own.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=113120122"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/view_all.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-1337715973647875483?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/1337715973647875483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=1337715973647875483&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1337715973647875483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1337715973647875483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/05/before-pictures-of-new-house.html' title='Before Pictures of the New House'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-5518989928446116049</id><published>2008-05-10T00:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:32:46.992-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HGTV is so cruel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know you have seen the shows.  You have been drawn to the channel to see what can be done to a space in a house for next to no money in next to no time.  I am proclaiming here and now that HGTV is totally and utterly cruel!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For several years I have taken a mild interest in the home improvement and decorating programing on television.  My husband, on the other hand, not so much.  He never really saw the need.  As we began the process of looking to purchase a home of our own I began paying more attention to these shows.  During the days leading to the actual closing it was very interesting to find the remote in Ken's hand and the channel on...yep!  HGTV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So in the past 9 days that we have been offical homeowners we have been doing some of the redecorating that needs to take place for us to move in.  Things that are much easier to be done without furniture in the house.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As Cressalyn and I have spent many hours slaving away at our various tasks, it has occurred to me that HGTV has deceived us all.  They have told us on their programs that we can do these techniques, colors schemes, decorating ideas, etc., in our own homes...with our own budgets....by ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WRONG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What they do not show us is the crew that comes in and assists with all the hard labor!!  They can do what they do in the time they do it in because they have a crew!!  What I want to know is...WHERE IS MY CREW???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bless her precious heart, Cressalyn has been pouring herself into this house so much!  I have asked much of her while I am at work and she gladly is doing it!  I am so blessed to have a wonderful assistant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ken and the boys are helping as they are able when their work schedules allow.  Last Sunday I allowed everyone the day off from working on the house.  This Sunday, however....being MOTHER'S DAY....will be different!  Following the morning services and lunch we will be spending the rest of MY day working our OUR home!  I know that the Lord's Day is to be a day of rest.  But I think He will understand this time since it's the one time that all 5 of us can work together and really accomplish a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, beware as you watch those inticing shows on HGTV and other channels like them.  They like to suck you in!!!!  You might end up like us!  In the middle of a HUGE project that seems to have no end!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-5518989928446116049?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/5518989928446116049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=5518989928446116049&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5518989928446116049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5518989928446116049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/05/hgtv-is-so-cruel.html' title='HGTV is so cruel!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-8251212735980035619</id><published>2008-05-01T00:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:41:56.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Owners</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We have officially joined the group of humans who like the think they own their home!  Ken keeps telling me that it is the bank who actually owns it an allows us the rights of occupancy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;However you want to look at it....&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;WE HAVE OUR OWN HOUSE!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So what if it took over 20 years to get one of our own????  It's all in God's time, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wanna come help us redecorate???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-8251212735980035619?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/8251212735980035619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=8251212735980035619&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8251212735980035619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8251212735980035619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-owners.html' title='Home Owners'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-4701363381225858902</id><published>2008-04-20T19:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T19:51:57.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Finally! We attempted to have vacation in January only to have to return early to Nathan's hospitalization. This time we prayed for a successful and relaxing time! And God granted it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kenny and Nathan had to remain home to work so this was the first time Ken and I had days alone with just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt;. It was a great time! We went camping in Myrtle Beach, SC. The weather was gorgeous as the week progressed but the first night we nearly froze! We actually went to Kohl's and picked up their last 2 electric throws! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On Wednesday morning we woke to discover a small bird building a nest on top of the tent just under the fly. It had been working for some time due to the size of the collection of nesting material! As Ken and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt; removed the fly and brushed off the bird's hard work, the bird made one last attempt to move in. We said no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We were able to take in the Ripley's Aquarium. That was a wonderful experience! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt; touched horseshoe crabs and stingrays. I have to admit I was a bit on edge with the rays...flashbacks to Steve Irwin. I know they have it all safe and ready for the public. But still. It's the idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191479002698966066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SAvWpbbFZDI/AAAAAAAAAnI/AVEIfRSaACs/s320/April+2008+Vacation+006b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191479011288900674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SAvWp7bFZEI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/F0qt5RL9ww4/s320/April+2008+Vacation+012b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191479015583868018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SAvWqLbFZHI/AAAAAAAAAno/S7VuRrDH0ig/s320/Cressalyn+a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ken and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt; played catch on the beach on Thursday and the wind was it's usual blustery self. Once &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt; lost the softball in the sun and caught the ball in her right eye. Nothing was broken but she had a nice swollen purple area above her eye brow. She's all better now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191479011288900690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SAvWp7bFZFI/AAAAAAAAAnY/PIMq4YRg4uw/s320/Cressalyn+beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ken's goal was to catch a fish in the ocean. We did fish but we only caught &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sunrays&lt;/span&gt;! The pelicans were catching but not us! During a time when Ken was without the camera on the pier a pelican sat just a few feet from him and watch him fish. I wish we had seen that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191479015583868002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SAvWqLbFZGI/AAAAAAAAAng/rai-SGBRG9E/s320/Ken+fishing.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We dropped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cressalyn&lt;/span&gt; off at home for a youth paintball activity and continued on our way to Pennsylvania. We made a quick trip to see Ken's family. With the changes in his employment we know our future travelling days will be limited so we wanted to get up there for even a short visit. We had great travelling weather up but it rained all the way home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now we have to get back to reality. Ken's job begins tomorrow and I have to go back to work. Life goes on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-4701363381225858902?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/4701363381225858902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=4701363381225858902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4701363381225858902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4701363381225858902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/04/vacation.html' title='Vacation!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/SAvWpbbFZDI/AAAAAAAAAnI/AVEIfRSaACs/s72-c/April+2008+Vacation+006b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-3571036175152997902</id><published>2008-04-02T22:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:43:20.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Spring seems to be a busy time of year around the Davis home. We are usually longing to spend every free moment outside in whatever sunshine we are blessed with as the seasons continue on their natural cycle. This year is no different, although we are loving having flowers a LOT sooner than we did in New York!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;During the past days and weeks we have been busy filling out forms. Yes, everyone is filling out the dreaded tax forms that are due in just a few days, and we have done our part. In addition, we have been filling out college forms. For 3 students. Let me explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kenny has decided to return to school, this time to Bethany Bible College in New Brunswick, Canada. He received word just yesterday that he is completely accepted! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! Nathan is focused on getting to Oklahoma Wesleyan University in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bartlesville&lt;/span&gt;, OK. All the forms are in and we are awaiting final acceptance. He's also applied to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SWU&lt;/span&gt;, but only as a back up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ken has applied to the master's program through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;IWU&lt;/span&gt;...online. The majority of his forms are in and we are waiting for the final details of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But in the middle of all the preparation for college education for the fall, we have been filling out additional forms. For a mortgage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184843948255705746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R_REGbedepI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BrtAerurFCM/s320/100_7636.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes! We are in the process of buying our first house! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Whoo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hooo&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! What an exciting and yet frightening time! My beloved husband freaks out on a daily basis! He's so funny to watch! What has been wonderful to watch is how the Lord is putting all of this together for us! We seem to be just signing papers! God's making the decisions! How cool is that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We are finally putting some roots down into a community. This feels so good. One of the big changes in order for all of this to come together and work well is that Ken is stepping out of the ministry while he is pursuing his master's degree. This was a difficult decision, but in weighing all the options and effects on the family it is the best. And God is already blessing that decision!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;May 31 will be his last day at the church. God is providing other secular employment which will allow Ken to work without the pressures of 24 hour ministry. My job at the bank just went full time and we are excited to see God hand in all of this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So celebrate with us! Pray with us! Closing is set for April 30! Pray for continued smoothness (is that a word??) through this process!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-3571036175152997902?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/3571036175152997902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=3571036175152997902&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3571036175152997902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3571036175152997902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/04/happenings.html' title='Happenings'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R_REGbedepI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BrtAerurFCM/s72-c/100_7636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-8613171118869546214</id><published>2008-03-23T22:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:42:14.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We enjoyed a short visit to Greensboro and then High Point, NC to see my parents and my grandmother. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181131404294847074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R-cTj7edemI/AAAAAAAAAmo/k94mutcDtzs/s320/Grandma+Nana+Nathan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;As the residents were gathering for an evening service we had some time to share in singing some of Grandma's requests. It was a great time even though it wasn't long. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181131412884781682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R-cTkbedenI/AAAAAAAAAmw/tWFzHHdTBXQ/s320/Singing+with+Grandma+Easter+2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Each time we visit with Grandma we don't know if it will be our last and this was one day when each of us were off work and could make the trip and get an updated family photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181131417179748994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R-cTkredeoI/AAAAAAAAAm4/MC_IdsCikH0/s320/Visit+with+Grandma+Story+Easter+2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-8613171118869546214?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/8613171118869546214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=8613171118869546214&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8613171118869546214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8613171118869546214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R-cTj7edemI/AAAAAAAAAmo/k94mutcDtzs/s72-c/Grandma+Nana+Nathan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7396927945587957337</id><published>2008-03-05T23:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:06:53.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoothies...and Fiber</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Davis family has taken to making smoothies as a late night treat instead of digging into gallons of ice cream. We've been told they are healthier for us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; says, "Smoothies appeal to a wide range of age groups because of their sweetness, fresh fruit flavor, and nutritional value. Most are high in dietary fiber, vitamins, and antioxidants." Dietary Fiber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do we really know what DIETARY FIBER looks like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174488379224853698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R895w-oVjMI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/A9Qsr2A_MCk/s320/100_7559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;See the little light colored dash-like things?  Those are actual dietary fiber molecules that have been magnified 10000000000 times!  You really shouldn't be able to see these with the naked eye but we were able to capture one of the largest of these molecules ever known to exist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174488404994657490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R895yeoVjNI/AAAAAAAAAmY/0p7tTp4ubRg/s320/100_7560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;See it right there on Ken's tongue?  It's a wonder of science!  We are waiting to hear from researchers who want to know exactly where we were able locate such a large specimen!  Truthfully, it wasn't very difficult at all to locate this.  In fact, like many scientific discoveries, it was Ken who stumbled upon this by accident!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;He was making smoothies Wednesday night.  He followed all the instructions that were given to him.  But one VERY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;improtant&lt;/span&gt; detail was left out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174488413584592098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R895y-oVjOI/AAAAAAAAAmg/jKHyzFNQolQ/s320/100_7558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;NEVER use a wooden spoon in a blender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-7396927945587957337?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/7396927945587957337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=7396927945587957337&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7396927945587957337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7396927945587957337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/03/smoothiesand-fiber.html' title='Smoothies...and Fiber'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R895w-oVjMI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/A9Qsr2A_MCk/s72-c/100_7559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-2628769743344655891</id><published>2008-03-01T13:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T13:40:52.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Young Missionary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last Sunday one of our precious boys in children's church, Nicholas, told Pastor Ken that he had the chance to be a missionary on his bus!  He said he was able to tell his friend about Jesus and that the friend accepted Jesus into his life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everyone cheered for Nicholas and his friend!  It was wonderful news!  We know there is a party going on in Heaven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-2628769743344655891?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/2628769743344655891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=2628769743344655891&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/2628769743344655891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/2628769743344655891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/03/young-missionary.html' title='A Young Missionary'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-8289521558868277800</id><published>2008-02-28T00:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T00:36:04.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Carmel and Her Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Carmel is really growing. She is enjoying life and we are enjoying her! She seems to not get the concept of relaxing in the evening, though! Monday night she was all over Daddy as she wanted to play while he tried to relax. She thinks she's a lap dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171900243591310450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R8ZH3qEELHI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UCf8uAoHY3Q/s320/Carmel+and+Daddy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-8289521558868277800?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/8289521558868277800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=8289521558868277800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8289521558868277800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8289521558868277800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/02/carmel-and-her-dad.html' title='Carmel and Her Dad'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R8ZH3qEELHI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UCf8uAoHY3Q/s72-c/Carmel+and+Daddy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7984596609280174060</id><published>2008-02-07T20:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T20:48:13.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nathan was back to the doctor today for a follow-up.  He's doing VERY well!  At this time there's no need to see a lung specialist.  The doctor does wants to check him again in 3 months regarding the nodules on his lungs.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thank you for praying for him!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-7984596609280174060?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/7984596609280174060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=7984596609280174060&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7984596609280174060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7984596609280174060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/02/nathan.html' title='Nathan'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-1360042506375968848</id><published>2008-02-06T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T23:50:07.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Aunt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've known for 30 years now that I am a great aunt!  Who wouldn't know that?  I AM a great aunt!  I have 2 wonderful nephews, 3 wonderful nieces, 2 beautiful nieces-in-law, and one fantastic nephew-in-law!  But get this!  I have 2 gorgeous GREAT nieces!  That makes me a GREAT aunt!  See?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And just today a new addition was added to the Sheets Clan.  Samuel James Sheets was born to Brock and Esther and sister, Reagan.  His grandparents are my brother and sister-in-law, David and Bea.  Samuel is 7 lbs., 14 oz. and 20 inches long!  Can't wait for pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Welcome Samuel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-1360042506375968848?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/1360042506375968848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=1360042506375968848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1360042506375968848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1360042506375968848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/02/great-aunt.html' title='Great Aunt!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-6153603836522045163</id><published>2008-01-31T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T16:07:31.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DIAGNOSIS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nathan has been officially been diagnosed with HISTOPLASMOSIS.  Histoplasmosis (say: hiss-toe-plaz-mo-sis) is an infection in your lungs caused by a fungus. In severe cases, it can spread through the whole body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;More than likely the team was infected with this as they cleared brush, dug in the dirt, and stirred up the mold that was in the ground.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We are praising the Lord for a name...but also realizing that we aren't completely finished dealing with this.  Nathan goes back to the doctor next Thursday.  If his lungs are still bad he will be referred to a lung specialist.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Everyone from the team is out of the hospital now and recovering at home.  Progress is slow but steady.  We are hearing reports of OTHER team members who have been ill, too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thank you for your prayers and encouragement!  We serve an awesome God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-6153603836522045163?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/6153603836522045163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=6153603836522045163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6153603836522045163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6153603836522045163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/01/diagnosis.html' title='DIAGNOSIS!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-1506150746050517955</id><published>2008-01-30T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T13:26:28.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Improving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nathan continues to improve, but isn't up to 100% yet.  He still has a low grade fever every so often.  His appetite is good.  He's resting well.  He's working on his school work with breaks for rest.  He's still pretty weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thursday he has a follow up with the family doctor.  Hopefully we will have some closure to this ordeal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-1506150746050517955?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/1506150746050517955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=1506150746050517955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1506150746050517955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1506150746050517955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/01/still-improving.html' title='Still Improving!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-9138699957807935221</id><published>2008-01-28T14:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T14:39:18.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nathan was discharged today.  He will follow up with our family doctor Thursday.  He's still on antibiotics.  He can return to work if he is fever free for 24 hours or more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will keep close tabs on his temperature.  He may still have fevers and all, but things are definitely on the upswing.  His chest x-ray from last night was good.  No pneumonia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your prayers!  He's not completely well, but he's greatly improved!  His family is GREATLY relieved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-9138699957807935221?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/9138699957807935221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=9138699957807935221&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/9138699957807935221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/9138699957807935221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/01/hes-home.html' title='He&apos;s Home!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-2857225023969656653</id><published>2008-01-27T21:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T21:34:48.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Steps Forward, One Step Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today began with another fever spike and vomiting.  Every time the fever goes above 100.9 they have to do another blood culture.  For the rest of the day his temperature remained under 100.  Nathan enjoyed lunch and dinner and has retained them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor this morning was concerned about his cough.  He said if it got worse they would do a chest x-ray.  It got worse.  We are waiting the results of that.  There are nodules on his lungs that showed up Thursday on the CT Scan.  We will see what's up with those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate's been in wonderful spirits!  In fact his nurse today said he was an encouragement to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your continued prayers, emails and phone calls!  You are loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:30PM Update!  Nathan's fever is up again and he's vomiting.  He will be lowered back to a liquid diet now.  Ugh.  Will this EVER end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-2857225023969656653?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/2857225023969656653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=2857225023969656653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/2857225023969656653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/2857225023969656653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/01/two-steps-forward-one-step-back.html' title='Two Steps Forward, One Step Back'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-3158135422826523128</id><published>2008-01-26T20:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T20:17:04.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nathan had a very good day today.  His fever continued to go up, but not nearly to the degree it had yesterday!  The antibiotics are working.  Against what?  We still have no idea.  His rash is lightening.  All of his blood work is normal.  He was even allowed to have solid food today.  His favorite was the mashed potatoes.  He has successfully retained two meals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So where are we tonight?  If his fever continues to be gone, if his cough doesn't worsen, if he continues to hold down foods and if his diarrhea stops THEN he might be allowed to come home Sunday!  This would be wonderful, but we do NOT want him home too soon.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He's been a wonderful patient.  They had to switch arms for his IV today and it was an hour to get the new one in.  He was very calm and cooperative.  We are so proud of him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Emails and phone calls are coming to us from across the country that express how Nathan is being lifted to the Throne.  Thank you so very much for this!  We know the power of prayer!  Our God is greater than any illness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God brought our paths together with another family 2 doors down the hall today.  Their son, Nathaniel, is 16 and in a relapse of leukemia.  This second round of chemo has really hit him hard.  His mom and I shared beautiful moments discussing our sons and the Lord.  We are keenly aware that Satan is attacking the children of God and we are not going to let him defeat us!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She shared that the other night while yet home Nathaniel was feeling down spiritually and told his mom that he wasn't sure if he was still right with God.  After reassuring him that our faith is not based on how we feel he still decided he needed to be certain.  So right there he prayed and recommitted his life to Christ.  He also rebuked Satan saying "you have no power or authority of me!  You must let go of my mind, my body and my nauseated stomach.  You must bow to the authority of the Blood of Jesus and I am cover with it!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How wonderful to see God working in the lives of our children!  In spite of disease and sickness God still sits on the throne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep praying!  And add Nathaniel to your list, please!  Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-3158135422826523128?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/3158135422826523128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=3158135422826523128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3158135422826523128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3158135422826523128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-day.html' title='Good Day'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-1241579122631220135</id><published>2008-01-25T17:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T17:57:06.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nathan slept pretty well a few hours in the night, but between 3-6 AM his fever spiked again sparking the next wave of vomiting.  I arrived at the hospital at 10 AM and Ken went home.  Nate had settled, was feeling very well, laughing, joking, teasing, etc.  He was allowed to begin liquids at lunch and ate just a bit.  It stayed down until the next round of fever-spiking-inducing-vomiting.  During this round his fever went to a record 104.6.  And to top that he has developed a rash on his neck and chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the malaria smears have come back negative.  There are no parasites in his stool.  He isn't bleeding internally and his white cell count is in normal range.  So this whole thing continues to be a mystery.  He has been started on 2 antibiotics.  One is for "common" infections and the other is for "uncommon" infections.  We'll see how this goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a praise note, one of the other men from our church who was hospitalized yesterday has been released.  But the one who was admitted before Nathan is still very critical.  Please continue to be praying for these guys and their families.  And for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We serve a Sovereign God Who knows all about this.  None of this is a mystery to HIM!  Thank you for your prayers and the words of encouragement that continue to come in.  You are loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still resting in HIS hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-1241579122631220135?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/1241579122631220135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=1241579122631220135&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1241579122631220135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1241579122631220135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/01/nathan.html' title='Nathan'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-2668982835463059119</id><published>2008-01-24T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:04:46.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray....Pray....Pray!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;   Ken and I arrived in &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1201222493_1"&gt;Orlando ,    FL&lt;/span&gt; on Tuesday (1/22) to attend   the Children's Pastor's Conference and then have a few days of   vacation.  Wednesday We received a call from home that Nathan had begun   to throw up.  Nathan has history of terrible sickness for no apparent   reason.  Kenny, who was home with Nathan, took him to the doctor who   sent them right to the ER.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;   After several hours, fluids and meds, Nate was sent home to recover.  By   Wednesday night 11 PM, he was throwing up blood.  Kenny rushed him right   back to the ER.  He was admitted to the Pediatric floor and is currently   in isolation.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;   Here's what we know:  Nathan's fever continues to be 102.9 -   103.5.  He continues to vomit but no more blood is coming up.  The   hospital staff is testing him for all kinds of diseases that he could have   brought home from &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1201222493_2"&gt;El     Salvador&lt;/span&gt; .  There are nodules on his   lungs, but he does NOT have pneumonia.  Blood cultures will be continued   throughout the night.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;   Here's what we DON'T know:  What is the cause.  How this will be   treated.  How long he will be in the hospital.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;   Please be praying for Nathan.  His spirits are very good.  He's   being a very good patient.  He has apologized numerous times for   "ruining" our vacation.  I continue to tell him that he didn't   ruin anything.  It's what parents do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;   Kenny really stepped up to the plate with this crisis!  We are SOO glad   he was here for Nathan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;   One more thing:  2 men in our church who were also on the  &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1201222493_3"&gt;El Salvador&lt;/span&gt;    trip are ALSO in the same hospital with Nathan.  The doctor's are   conferring to see if things are related, connected or just unbelievably   coincidental!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;We are resting in HIS hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-2668982835463059119?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/2668982835463059119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=2668982835463059119&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/2668982835463059119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/2668982835463059119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/01/praypraypray.html' title='Pray....Pray....Pray!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-1146696399535214761</id><published>2008-01-08T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T22:57:58.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Takes a Village...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;With all the news coverage of the primaries and such Hilary Clinton is mentioned a lot.  A flashback came to me this evening.  Remember when her book "It Takes a Village" came out?  It's message is that it takes more than one person to raise a child.  It takes entire communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have experienced first hand the meaning of this message in the past 3 days.  Ken and Cressalyn went to Pennsylvania to be with Pop and Mom.  Nathan is in El Salvador.  Kenny and I have been here to hold down the fort and continue working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmel, our 14 week old, seems to understand that her whole family isn't together.  She's taking this out on me.  While she is loving and very playful, she is demonstrating her disapproval by leaving piles.  Tonight while Kenny was working I was home alone with the girls.  Carmel continues to pester Sasha and Sasha wasn't standing for it much.  She snapped at Carmel several times yet the puppy would continue her pursuit of a live play toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point in the evening Carmel came barreling from the kitchen to the couch and pounced on ME!!!  She thinks she's a lap dog!  Uh uh!  So I thought that letting her be outside for a while to get rid of some of her energy would be a good thing.  Sasha kept watch over her from the sliding glass doorway.  After a bit I decided to let Carmel return to the inside.  She was laying quietly on the grass looking at the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out without the leash.  I know that Carmel will go right inside once let off the lead.  And that's what she did!  She went full steam into the house!  RIGHT THROUGH THE SCREEN DOOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R4RGHpRRcrI/AAAAAAAAAmA/nZGIIhgqDzY/s1600-h/100_7377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R4RGHpRRcrI/AAAAAAAAAmA/nZGIIhgqDzY/s320/100_7377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153320970770018994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a village to raise a puppy, too.  I'm not doing to well with this "single parenting" thing.  My family needs to come home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-1146696399535214761?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/1146696399535214761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=1146696399535214761&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1146696399535214761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1146696399535214761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-takes-village.html' title='It Takes a Village...'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R4RGHpRRcrI/AAAAAAAAAmA/nZGIIhgqDzY/s72-c/100_7377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-6889347099799975200</id><published>2008-01-07T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:06:12.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;First, Ken's mom is doing very well.  Ken says there is marked improvement in her color and energy from yesterday.  It's looking good that she will be able to come home on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, my grandmother, Grace, continues to improve!  She's amazing!  She was able to attend the Sunday service at the rehab center yesterday.  She's doing well with physical therapy to regain strength she lost during her latest ordeal.  She continues to have a positive outlook on life and her situation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, Nathan relays that things are going well in El Salvador.  He said he had the opportunity to do some welding!  Does that frighten anyone else but me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for continuing to pray!  We serve an incredible God Who knows everyone of our needs!  He sees them in Pennsylvania, North Carolina and El Salvador!  How cool is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-6889347099799975200?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/6889347099799975200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=6889347099799975200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6889347099799975200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6889347099799975200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/01/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-3815628856008687068</id><published>2008-01-06T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:26:50.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ken's Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We received word late Saturday night that Ken's mom was being taken to the hospital.  She had a heart attack.  Ken and Cressalyn took off for PA today following the morning services.  Mom was taken to the cath lab around 1 PM.  They found a serious blockage that took 5 stints to open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please be praying for Ken's parents and brothers and their families.  We praise the Lord for sparing Mom's life and giving Ken and Cressalyn safe travel to PA.  We are trusting the Lord for His continued blessings in this crisis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-3815628856008687068?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/3815628856008687068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=3815628856008687068&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3815628856008687068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3815628856008687068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/01/kens-mom.html' title='Ken&apos;s Mom'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-8667505240591466908</id><published>2008-01-04T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T22:18:53.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>El Salvador</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nathan called tonight from El Salvador!  It was so great to hear his voice!  He sounds wonderful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were concerned about his handling of his very first flight, but he did well.  There was a bit of motion sickness, but no throwing up.  I asked him what he had eaten today and he said for lunch he had KFC and for dinner, Pizza Hut!  I cannot believe he's not sampling the local fare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;They began their time with the children and VBS this morning.  Nate said the children would call his name and then rattle something in Spanish.  He said he doesn't have a clue what they are saying, but loves the attention and the activity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This afternoon the group went to the church to lay out the plans for their building project.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nate said the temps are cool in the evenings and in the 90's during the day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He's having a great time!  Thank you for your continued prayers for the entire team!  We are so proud of Nathan for following the Lord's leading in his life!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-8667505240591466908?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/8667505240591466908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=8667505240591466908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8667505240591466908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8667505240591466908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2008/01/el-salvador.html' title='El Salvador'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-6550964265551243035</id><published>2007-12-26T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T21:30:30.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R3MNLiCr04I/AAAAAAAAAlw/I1jiZoehpdU/s1600-h/Mom+Story+Christmas+2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R3MNLiCr04I/AAAAAAAAAlw/I1jiZoehpdU/s320/Mom+Story+Christmas+2007+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148473290782397314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Grandma was moved today to rehab.  The last time we thought she wasn't going to pull through an episode, once she got to rehab she surprised all of us!  She just may do that again!  What a strong lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken Christmas Day.  Mom and Dad spent time with her.  Before they left the hospital Mom stopped in the foyer/entrance to the hospital where a grand piano is on display.  She played Christmas music for those coming and going for a while.  Dad related that there was a man who appeared homeless who had come into the hospital to escape the cold.  As Mom finished and they left he told her "You have made my day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-6550964265551243035?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/6550964265551243035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=6550964265551243035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6550964265551243035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6550964265551243035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/12/grandma-story_26.html' title='Grandma Story'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R3MNLiCr04I/AAAAAAAAAlw/I1jiZoehpdU/s72-c/Mom+Story+Christmas+2007+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-6589971417822651800</id><published>2007-12-26T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T21:23:08.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R3MMYCCr03I/AAAAAAAAAlo/cvE8SbK6nOk/s1600-h/100_7365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R3MMYCCr03I/AAAAAAAAAlo/cvE8SbK6nOk/s320/100_7365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148472406019134322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sasha and Carmel are continuing to get to know one another.  Their relationship continues to grow.  As Carmel is getting larger and larger, Sasha is finding more places where she can escape to!  Sasha can get to places that Carmel can't! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is ever apparent that Carmel is the dominant personality.  Tonight though, we saw the first signs of them actually doing something together.  Granted, it's on opposing sides, but it's together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-6589971417822651800?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/6589971417822651800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=6589971417822651800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6589971417822651800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6589971417822651800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/12/sisters.html' title='Sisters'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R3MMYCCr03I/AAAAAAAAAlo/cvE8SbK6nOk/s72-c/100_7365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-5141135874283370232</id><published>2007-12-24T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T23:05:09.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;From our family to yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R3BSfiCr02I/AAAAAAAAAlg/V1n-guapUIk/s1600-h/Davis+Christmas+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 218px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R3BSfiCr02I/AAAAAAAAAlg/V1n-guapUIk/s320/Davis+Christmas+2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147705075751965538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;May the joy of this season surround you!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Merry Christmas, with Love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-5141135874283370232?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/5141135874283370232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=5141135874283370232&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5141135874283370232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5141135874283370232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R3BSfiCr02I/AAAAAAAAAlg/V1n-guapUIk/s72-c/Davis+Christmas+2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-5821117370475755690</id><published>2007-12-24T19:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T19:43:22.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, Grandma is now in a regular room.  She's stable and things are progressing to the next phase of recovery.  There's talk of rehab, but really nothing can be done due to the holidays.  Thanks for your continued prayers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-5821117370475755690?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/5821117370475755690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=5821117370475755690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5821117370475755690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5821117370475755690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/12/grandma-story.html' title='Grandma Story'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7830078654006309954</id><published>2007-12-22T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T18:04:32.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer, Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Grace Story,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R22XRCCr0yI/AAAAAAAAAlA/zQ-0KllZoes/s1600-h/186038822_cc7e79401d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R22XRCCr0yI/AAAAAAAAAlA/zQ-0KllZoes/s320/186038822_cc7e79401d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146936268016046882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;my mother's mother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R22XRiCr0zI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Jim79GAjF4A/s1600-h/186068124_e5ed8b56e3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R22XRiCr0zI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Jim79GAjF4A/s320/186068124_e5ed8b56e3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146936276605981490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;is 95 years young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R22XRiCr00I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/HB2U_MVp3iQ/s1600-h/186068125_f02950c33a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R22XRiCr00I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/HB2U_MVp3iQ/s320/186068125_f02950c33a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146936276605981506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Currently she is in ICU in North Carolina. She's had a very difficult week. She's ready to have Christmas in Heaven if that is what the Lord so chooses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R22XRyCr01I/AAAAAAAAAlY/_do_DS8mVek/s1600-h/186080102_8f2b953281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R22XRyCr01I/AAAAAAAAAlY/_do_DS8mVek/s320/186080102_8f2b953281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146936280900948818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Please pray for her 6 children and their families during this season of joy that is mixed with sorrow, concern, and feelings of helplessness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-7830078654006309954?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/7830078654006309954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=7830078654006309954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7830078654006309954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7830078654006309954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/12/prayer-please.html' title='Prayer, Please'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R22XRCCr0yI/AAAAAAAAAlA/zQ-0KllZoes/s72-c/186038822_cc7e79401d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-5013125228282081322</id><published>2007-12-12T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:27:59.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Update on Kenny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sorry I haven't posted sooner.  We've been in a holding pattern of sorts with Kenny's leg.  The MRI showed absolutely nothing wrong.  The Orthopaedic doctor says he doesn't have a clue what's happening.  He realizes Kenny has been dealing with pain, but cannot find the source.  He referred Kenny for 6 weeks of physical therapy.  He's had 2 weeks.  The PT is to strengthen and restore muscle that has been lost due to Kenny favoring that leg for a year.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Currently Kenny is working at Chuck E. Cheese's.  Some of you may recall that he worked at the one in Michigan as his first job.  He loves it!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thank you for continuing to pray for Kenny as he heals in many ways and searches for the Lord's will for his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-5013125228282081322?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/5013125228282081322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=5013125228282081322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5013125228282081322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5013125228282081322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/12/another-update-on-kenny.html' title='Another Update on Kenny'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-1618465507636541678</id><published>2007-12-10T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:22:53.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Highs and Lows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These past few days have been filled with highs and lows. No, I'm not talking about the weather. I'm talking about emotions, etc. Let me 'splain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. HIGH - Tonight was our children's Christmas musical. The kids did a great job in spite of the sound system issues, the smoke machine snafu, and the missed cues. Being the youngest group I have ever worked with I was a bit concerned with how it would all come together. But these kids are awesome! Some incredible "hidden" talent, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. LOW - After 3 of the 5 of us were sick 2 weeks ago we hoped we were done for a while. Nope. Nathan is very ill. He rallied enough tonight to pull off his part in the play, but is down with a fever and serious congestion. Please be praying for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. HIGH - We have a new puppy in our family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. LOW - We have a new messes to clean up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. LOW - Both of the computers we purchased less than 2 years ago have crashed! This is devastating on SO many levels!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. HIGH - The Lord has provided a computer for use in Children's Church!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. HIGH - We are seeing God working in the lives of friends of ours! It's so awesome to watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. LOW - Friends are grieving the loss of a family member. Along with the normal grief and pain with the loss comes the knowledge that their loved one is eternally separated from God. Often times we hope that a person has "made their peace with God" prior to leaving this life. In this case...the hope isn't there. That hurts. Please be praying for this dear family. They have been through so much and need the Lord's comfort and guidance now more than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God's love is real no matter how many highs or lows we go through. What a joy it is to have a personal relationship with His Son, Jesus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-1618465507636541678?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/1618465507636541678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=1618465507636541678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1618465507636541678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/1618465507636541678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/12/highs-and-lows.html' title='Highs and Lows'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7699814401664853695</id><published>2007-11-30T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T23:25:12.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ken has wanted a German Shepherd for a LONG time. We have a Lasso/Poodle mix who is wonderful, but isn't the type of dog that Ken desires. So we have been looking. Pure breds are very expensive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thursday, while Ken and Cressalyn were in Georgia, the boys and I stopped at a nearby animal shelter for kicks. As we approached the building we were greeted by an animal control officer who informed us that there were 2 puppies available. The shelter said they were German Shepherd/Lab mix. But in looking a bit more closely, we think Chow is involved. We looked at them both....and we took one home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had to wait until today at 6 PM when Ken and Cressalyn returned to share the surprise and to get a name for this precious face. Ken looked over the German names I had located on the web and couldn't find one suitable. Finally he declared her to be..."Carmel!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138855673001546482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R1DiAf1CEvI/AAAAAAAAAk4/UWs5bOhkMf4/s320/Carmel+Davis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Join us in welcoming this precious German Shepherd/Lab or Chow mix to the Davis family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-7699814401664853695?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/7699814401664853695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=7699814401664853695&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7699814401664853695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7699814401664853695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-girl.html' title='It&apos;s a Girl!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R1DiAf1CEvI/AAAAAAAAAk4/UWs5bOhkMf4/s72-c/Carmel+Davis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-8971836568077911831</id><published>2007-11-24T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T12:09:45.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The items on the center of the plates are spice cupcakes with orange icing and a pretzel in the top.  They are designed to resemble pumpkins.  At least that was the plan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-8971836568077911831?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/8971836568077911831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=8971836568077911831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8971836568077911831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8971836568077911831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/11/pumpkins.html' title='Pumpkins'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-4270415851388420406</id><published>2007-11-23T00:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T12:02:37.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a day! We have been blessed to have my parents and my brother, David, his wife, Bea, their daughter, Bethany and her husband Joel, with us for 2 nights and one FULL day! It has been a wonderful time of laughter, singing, sightseeing, serving, cooking, baking, eating, SPOON-ing and just being together! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135907132750616466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0ZoU3b-15I/AAAAAAAAAh0/ddYGGEnrojc/s320/100_6888_640x480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135907927319566306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0ZpDHb-1-I/AAAAAAAAAic/gipU1U7UueI/s320/100_6906_640x480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135907128455649154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0ZoUnb-14I/AAAAAAAAAhs/Y10PSgVGeUo/s320/100_6887_640x480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We began with the parade, of course. The morning and early afternoon was a relaxing time of enjoying each other and finishing the dinner preparations. A couple of us even worked in a pre-dinner nap! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135907111275779938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0ZoTnb-12I/AAAAAAAAAhc/zvsXE3NhvLE/s320/100_6876_640x480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135907137045583778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0ZoVHb-16I/AAAAAAAAAh8/u8tO0xoBB3Y/s320/100_6890_640x480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had the table all set and ready to go when someone mentioned that it would have been better if the table had been moved to the living room (which has limited furniture) so we would have a lot more room for the feasting. I'm not sure if it was meant to be a suggestion to be acted upon, but it was acted upon! We grabbed the table and carefully supported and lifted and turned the table fully set and partially laden with food and relocated it to the living room! Success! I wish Cressalyn had gotten it in video format, but she did manage pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135907914434664370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0ZpCXb-17I/AAAAAAAAAiE/DkSJUClzF2g/s320/100_6893_640x480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135907918729631682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0ZpCnb-18I/AAAAAAAAAiM/GdulWB79AIQ/s320/100_6898_640x480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135907923024598994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0ZpC3b-19I/AAAAAAAAAiU/mb6_oFwAgXI/s320/100_6909_640x480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;30 years ago when my parents went to pastor a church in Michigan, a lady there gave Mom a pilgrim couple she made for their dinner table. I grew up with this couple. Mom asked if they could come to dinner. I said, "Certainly!" What I hadn't realized was how VERY closely this couple resembles my oldest brother, Paul and his wife, Sally! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135907115570747250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0ZoT3b-13I/AAAAAAAAAhk/gFK6ulLDjOg/s320/100_6882_640x480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135911307458828354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0ZsH3b-2EI/AAAAAAAAAjM/OdR-x9pN23U/s320/Paul+Sheets+Familyb.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So in reality, Paul and Sally WERE with us today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the preparation days Mom and I had discussed the need for one or 2 turkeys for all of us. There were only 11 of us but for some reason we thought 11 needed a ton of food. We went with one turkey and we are VERY glad! Oh my what feasting we did! And will continue to do! It took us less than one hour to stuff ourselves and we still had so much left! It amazes me how we can do this year after year and yet some go year after year without a meal like this. We are TRULY grateful for the Lord's blessings! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Following dinner and cleanup we played some Euchre. The game of choice for the day was Colts vs. Falcons and wasn't on until 8PM. When the sun went down we were able to head to the Star over Roanoke. We hadn't been there yet and had been instructed that it is a must see. So we did this together. Ken had access to the church van so we were able to be together. That was wonderful! I got in and Ken asked me if I knew how to get there. I said no. He said, "me neither." This should have been a clue. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to the part of Roanoke where we have seen signs for the star and began following them. We felt like modern day wisemen following the star. The only problem is that we went in circles. We didn't have divine direction! After a call to Pastor Bryan, who laughed at us, we proceeded in the right direction and arrived at the star! The wind had picked up at the house, but up on the mountain, WOW! It was cold and windy! But the view was gorgeous with Roanoke lit up all before us in the valley! It was a short visit! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135908902277142578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0Zp73b-2DI/AAAAAAAAAjE/6SoV0MKQuVY/s320/100_6931_640x480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135908897982175266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0Zp7nb-2CI/AAAAAAAAAi8/83wF_cnxrwU/s320/100_6924_640x480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135908889392240642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0Zp7Hb-2AI/AAAAAAAAAis/3mfLeXPOU3A/s320/100_6919_640x480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;People started getting snap-happy with the camera! And then the cell phones began to ring! 8 of the 11 of us have Verizon phones. Yep. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135907927319566322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0ZpDHb-1_I/AAAAAAAAAik/GsDXWRhk6TM/s320/100_6917_640x480.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135908893687207954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0Zp7Xb-2BI/AAAAAAAAAi0/Hy0cBhYsrVU/s320/100_6920_640x480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We headed home and Ken decided to swing into the mall area to check out those who would be "brave" (or dumb) enough to sit out in a line waiting for stores to open in the morning. We found several at Best Buy and Circuit City. Once again someone had a brilliant idea. We went to the church, heated up water, gathered cocoa supplies and returned to the stores and offered hot chocolate to those waiting in line. What fun that was! We ran out of water at the first store so we went to IHOP and they refilled our containers for free! After we did this (and even a bit leading up to the execution of the random act of kindness) we discussed what we were actually doing. We were taking hot chocolate to people who have money to spend and are standing outside on a cold, windy night for many hours just so they can get the first items. Hmmmm. (Stay tuned. The Davis family will be following up on an idea that came out of this discussion.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we returned to the house we devoured dessert and played Spoons. We actually got my mother to play with us! Once she was eliminated the game took a vicious turn. I have never seen my sister-in-law pound so hard on my oldest son like she did tonight! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night ended with the football game. The Colts' win put a happy ending to a very special day. Family is a blessing. The older I get, the older my family gets, the more I appreciate who we have while we have them. So many have gone on to Heaven and we will feast together there! That will be the BEST Thanksgiving celebration ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-4270415851388420406?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/4270415851388420406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=4270415851388420406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4270415851388420406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4270415851388420406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-day-we-have-been-blessed-to-have.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0ZoU3b-15I/AAAAAAAAAh0/ddYGGEnrojc/s72-c/100_6888_640x480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-2016155340967086957</id><published>2007-11-20T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T13:53:54.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Kenny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He had an MRI done yesterday.  He will see the Ortho doctor tomorrow.  We will have a better idea of what is happening then.  We'll keep you posted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-2016155340967086957?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/2016155340967086957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=2016155340967086957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/2016155340967086957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/2016155340967086957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/11/update-on-kenny.html' title='Update on Kenny'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-4613223492813539099</id><published>2007-11-20T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T13:51:46.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Master Bedroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's picture of the master bedroom. Work still needs to be done on the dressers so those photos will come later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134997067835299586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0MsoHb-1wI/AAAAAAAAAgs/xErCRT8ai8E/s320/100_6875_640x480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-4613223492813539099?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/4613223492813539099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=4613223492813539099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4613223492813539099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/4613223492813539099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/11/master-bedroom.html' title='Master Bedroom'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/R0MsoHb-1wI/AAAAAAAAAgs/xErCRT8ai8E/s72-c/100_6875_640x480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7271392159152308018</id><published>2007-11-16T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T11:27:22.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Research</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have been aggressively searching for ancestoral information for my family and Ken's.  Some information is very easy to find, but other info is very difficult!  I was able to go to NC Tuesday of this week with my mother to check some records in Yadkinville.  We looked at a lot of records and found it VERY interesting!  I am looking forward to doing some more hands-on research in Pennsylvania sometime soon.  Both my family and Ken's have roots all over that state!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of the things that I have discovered that makes me sad is that both our families were slave owners at one time.  I guess that shouldn't surprise me considering the time, era, and the traditions of the life.  But I had hoped that no one had participated in that.  There is evidence that one of the patriarchs who owned slaves struggled greatly with the morality of the issue.  It's written that he owned many more than he could profitably afford and NEVER sold any.  I do not know if he bought any, but he didn't sell them.  I do wonder if he would purchase them so that he would assure their safety and good treatment.  It all sends various emotions through my heart.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of these days I will have a complete listing of all our ancestors, good and bad.  This process is very enjoyable for me and actually I find it therapeutic!  You should try it!  The internet is a great source of information, but you have to be careful to verify the sources!  Have fun finding out who you are connected to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-7271392159152308018?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/7271392159152308018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=7271392159152308018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7271392159152308018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7271392159152308018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/11/research.html' title='Research'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-6424714505276492683</id><published>2007-11-07T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T23:31:09.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I was able to finally get the master bedroom painted.  It's color is now "Desert Castle" which should lead you to think of the color of sand.  I think it look really nice!  It will look better once I get the dressers painted black...and get the curtains hung...and the pictures frames I want...and the pictures hung.  Then it should be ALL done!  Only 2 weeks to finish this!  My family is coming for Thanksgiving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have decided the master bathroom will be done in shells.  I have enough of the room paint so that I can carry that into the bath.  The tiles on the floor have the color in them so it's a perfect match!  If I can't have the beach in my back yard, I'm gonna have it in my bathroom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;As I was painting today I was telling the Lord that I could really use some encouragement.  Life has been a bit stressful with getting Kenny taken care of, the vehicles maintained...again, picking up the pieces of a 15 year old heart....you know....LIFE!  So my family went off to church tonight for the Wednesday activities.  I settled on the sofa for a break in the painting.  The doorbell rang and a lady from church dropped by to just chat...and to bring me a token of encouragement!  How cool is God????  I told her that I had spoken to God today about needing a lift and He sent her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;God is so good!  He knows every need.  He's so cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-6424714505276492683?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/6424714505276492683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=6424714505276492683&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6424714505276492683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6424714505276492683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-painting.html' title='More Painting'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-5315479090254177153</id><published>2007-10-28T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:09:19.619-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tipping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tipping at a restaurant can sometimes be a stressful duty.  Those not really good at percentages may struggle to come up with the exact amount.  The days of the 10% tip are long gone but we aren't really always comfortable with a 20% tip.  For some it's "too much."  So for the most part the going rate is 18%.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;For me 10% is very easy to figure.  20% is just fine, too.  But this 18% is a bit foreign to me.  So when I am in charge of the tip I tend to go on the higher side for the sake of clarity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But then you have to deal with the situations where the service wasn't good enough to merit a full 18% let alone 20%.  If it's a restaurant that you have the possiblity of returning to it is kind of sticky to not give a full percentage of tip.  We have all known of those servers who DEFINITELY remember who "stiffed" them.  I really don't want to purposefully stiff someone I may run into again.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Besides, we are supposed to be Jesus with skin on, right?  So in spite of the service I tend to go ahead and give the appropriate tip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight was no exception.  Today we were given a gift card for Applebee's.  Our day was a full one as usual and the evening held a meeting following service.  We were later than normal getting home and all of us were too pooped to cook anything.  So we did the "Carside to Go" and ordered out.  Nate and I went to pick it up.  We pulled in and the lady came right out with our order.  I handed her the gift card and some additional cash to cover the bill.  I told her to keep the $3 extra as her tip.  We pulled off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nathan frantically asked me what I had just done!  I told him I gave her a tip.  He askedhow come so much?  Then it dawned on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;$42 order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;$30 Giftcard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;$25 Cash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I gave her a $13 tip!!!!  And all she did was deliver it to my car!  No drinks, no appetizers, no refills, no clearing of dishes!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nathan laughed all the way home!!  He was convinced his father would have a coronary.  But when I explained everything, he was fine.  After all, every bit of that money had been given to us for Pastor Appreciation.  So tonight I practiced the "Pay It Forward" principle.  Maybe she needed a few extra dollars tonight.  Maybe the Lord will prompt her to pay it forward to someone else.  Maybe I had better be supervised when figuring a tip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-5315479090254177153?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/5315479090254177153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=5315479090254177153&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5315479090254177153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5315479090254177153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/10/tipping.html' title='Tipping'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-6275347317077455620</id><published>2007-10-22T20:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T20:50:50.902-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What I Got To Do!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;History in the making! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a5da4aa483206c6c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a5da4aa483206c6c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/6275347317077455620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=6275347317077455620&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6275347317077455620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6275347317077455620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/10/guess-what-i-got-to-do.html' title='Guess What I Got To Do!!!!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-3655116351889616904</id><published>2007-10-19T19:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T19:12:57.759-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cutest Benjamin We Know!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3a5a6be1d66fca7e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a5a6be1d66fca7e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331577477%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D363E37C112BCF5BBDE30593641AB160BBC92AB40.7D18CEFC3BDB550B1BAB8C9FBC5637BAFEA96177%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a5a6be1d66fca7e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjlMAYMM9Gvb_uIQUg3Qj1lTTL8c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a5a6be1d66fca7e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331577477%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D363E37C112BCF5BBDE30593641AB160BBC92AB40.7D18CEFC3BDB550B1BAB8C9FBC5637BAFEA96177%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a5a6be1d66fca7e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjlMAYMM9Gvb_uIQUg3Qj1lTTL8c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Benjamin and Pastor Ken....fighting over Cressalyn!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-3655116351889616904?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3a5a6be1d66fca7e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7555019591819050808</id><published>2007-10-19T16:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:43:59.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers to Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1.  My mother is doing much better.  She's still on meds, but she sounds so much improved.  Continue to pray as she and my dad will be here as singers for our revival beginning Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.  Kenny has seen a specialist.  He will be having an ultrasound and bone scan on his leg Oct. 30.  They are looking for the blood clots that the doctor believes are present.  If this is true, Kenny will need to have surgery.  Please continue praying for pain relief, results of the tests and for comfort for Kenny and his family.  I am so glad that we are closer for this round of tests!  Last year was so hard to be 20 hours away!  This time, I will be there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3.  Nathan has chosen a job!  He will begin training at Sears on Tuesday.  He is so excited!  After pounding the pavement for a month he had 2 jobs to choose from, and now has also been having to say no to others who are calling about his applications!  God is so good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-7555019591819050808?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/7555019591819050808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=7555019591819050808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7555019591819050808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7555019591819050808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/10/answers-to-prayer.html' title='Answers to Prayer'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-3351851634790849073</id><published>2007-10-17T00:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T00:20:21.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Answer...Sort of!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, Nathan had 2 interviews today. Both were second interviews. Both have the same pay rate. Both went VERY well. Both are close to home. Both are good, strong, nationally known companies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One has offered him a job...pending the drug test results. He's already filled out the post-offer paperwork. The other will call him in a day or two once they have time to think and talk about hiring Nate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So now Nathan has a dilema. Should he have 2 jobs to choose from, which one should he choose? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See if you can help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Company A = Seasonal help, but potential to be permanent following the holidays. Would be running the cash register primarily. Employee discount would be awesome! Says there shouldn't be a problem with Nathan not working Sundays. Allows him the time off for SetApart and El Salvador trips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Combany B = Not seasonal, permanent. Is not allowed to run the cash register until he's 18. Would be stocking shelves, cleaning, etc. for the most part. Has the potential to be stock items that would be "questionable" in content. Employee discount would be awesome! There is NO problem with him not working Sundays. Allows him the time off for SetApart and El Salvador trips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lend us your ideas, thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-3351851634790849073?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/3351851634790849073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=3351851634790849073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3351851634790849073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3351851634790849073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-answersort-of.html' title='One Answer...Sort of!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-2983908642257727305</id><published>2007-10-16T00:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T00:43:35.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Requests</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wanted to share a few requests that are heavy on my heart at this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121789998753238034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="232" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RxRA3hHVzBI/AAAAAAAAAgc/HPlU9akVDQk/s320/Aletha.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. My mother has bronchits. She's begun her second round of antibiotics. As she gets older she doesn't recover like she did before. They are our singers for our revival next week. Pray for healing for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121789998753238050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="204" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RxRA3hHVzCI/AAAAAAAAAgk/EMN7LJgptHw/s320/Keny.jpg" width="212" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Kenny is dealing with severe pain in his legs. His arches are collapsing as well. We are trying to get him into a specialist but schedules are tight. Pray for the pain to be reduced and for protection from further damage as he continues to function without seeing the doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121789985868336130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="211" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RxRA2xHVzAI/AAAAAAAAAgU/s0S-H0MyZDI/s320/Nate+2x2.jpg" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Nathan has been applying for jobs for 4 weeks. He's been turned down several times and ignored others. Tuesday, Oct. 16, he has 2 second interviews. Pray that he will be offered one of them or another one. He really is feeling the pressure to begin earning money for college. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for joining Ken and I in lifting these dear ones to the Throne of Grace!  God can do all that we ask! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-2983908642257727305?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/2983908642257727305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=2983908642257727305&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/2983908642257727305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/2983908642257727305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/10/prayer-requests.html' title='Prayer Requests'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RxRA3hHVzBI/AAAAAAAAAgc/HPlU9akVDQk/s72-c/Aletha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-33504324492955420</id><published>2007-10-14T22:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T22:35:46.221-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Corn Maze and Other Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saturday we had 56 parents and children gather for a wonderful time of fun at Layman Family Farm. The day was absolutely gorgeous! In spite of the drought which left the corn not quite as tall as previous years, and the pumpkins in very short supply, fun was had by all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RxLRqBHVy7I/AAAAAAAAAfs/wUU8RnAmXH4/s1600-h/100_6465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121386246057610162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RxLRqBHVy7I/AAAAAAAAAfs/wUU8RnAmXH4/s320/100_6465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RxLRqhHVy8I/AAAAAAAAAf0/B4WSsgfBbK8/s1600-h/100_6487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121386254647544770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RxLRqhHVy8I/AAAAAAAAAf0/B4WSsgfBbK8/s320/100_6487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RxLRrBHVy9I/AAAAAAAAAf8/FlFYO08YhME/s1600-h/100_6586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121386263237479378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RxLRrBHVy9I/AAAAAAAAAf8/FlFYO08YhME/s320/100_6586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RxLRrxHVy-I/AAAAAAAAAgE/Nui_OyF5DmQ/s1600-h/100_6559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121386276122381282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RxLRrxHVy-I/AAAAAAAAAgE/Nui_OyF5DmQ/s320/100_6559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RxLRsBHVy_I/AAAAAAAAAgM/WOyBhEdbJCY/s1600-h/100_6578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121386280417348594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RxLRsBHVy_I/AAAAAAAAAgM/WOyBhEdbJCY/s320/100_6578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-33504324492955420?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/33504324492955420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=33504324492955420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/33504324492955420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/33504324492955420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/10/corn-maze-and-other-fun.html' title='Corn Maze and Other Fun'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RxLRqBHVy7I/AAAAAAAAAfs/wUU8RnAmXH4/s72-c/100_6465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-3270557901462713170</id><published>2007-10-11T17:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T17:55:15.945-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120198041128545442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6Y_Y0eLKI/AAAAAAAAAek/5huTdX7EhDw/s320/100_6369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Monday the kids and I headed to the DC area for some quick family time with the Sheets family. David, my brother, had planned a day of sightseeing and touring for Tuesday!  15 people &amp;amp; 4 vehicles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We started in Virginia and visited the Great Falls on the Potomac River,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6Y840eLII/AAAAAAAAAeU/4Gl8egg5V7w/s1600-h/100_6349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120197998178872450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6Y840eLII/AAAAAAAAAeU/4Gl8egg5V7w/s320/100_6349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6Y9o0eLJI/AAAAAAAAAec/fNkcvOi6NFM/s1600-h/100_6356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120198011063774354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6Y9o0eLJI/AAAAAAAAAec/fNkcvOi6NFM/s320/100_6356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120199338208668914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6aK40eLPI/AAAAAAAAAfM/9pHOmYBVx7k/s320/David+%26+Paul.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then took a ferry across a river, (we took turns driving Bea's Mini Cooper!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6Y_o0eLLI/AAAAAAAAAes/SgEnc_XtJoY/s1600-h/100_6380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120198045423512754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6Y_o0eLLI/AAAAAAAAAes/SgEnc_XtJoY/s320/100_6380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;had lunch at a restaurant...I think in Maryland..., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120199342503636226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6aLI0eLQI/AAAAAAAAAfU/C9kZ8GvGooM/s320/Reagan+c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then drove to Antietam Battlefield,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120199303848930514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6aI40eLNI/AAAAAAAAAe8/oVJvhsT-UQY/s320/100_6411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;stopped at a General Store, enjoyed ice cream at Nutter's, sang to the ladies who served us, headed on to West Virginia to Harper's Ferry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6ZBY0eLMI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4nUqDJZ-CwQ/s1600-h/100_6412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120198075488283842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6ZBY0eLMI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4nUqDJZ-CwQ/s320/100_6412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;walked the trestle across the river, (beware of the SPIDERS!!!!!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120199321028799714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6aJ40eLOI/AAAAAAAAAfE/HnnWF7ZK2rA/s320/100_6416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;sat on the curbs and had snacks from the trunk of one of the cars, convinced a policeman that we were in fact nice and descent people enjoying a snack before proceeding on back to David and Bea's. Whew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120200437720296738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6bK40eLSI/AAAAAAAAAfk/J_2s6DfPfG4/s320/100_6426.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a day! What memories! What a family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120199359683505426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6aMI0eLRI/AAAAAAAAAfc/fyD-5uzpEaE/s320/The+Ends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-3270557901462713170?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/3270557901462713170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=3270557901462713170&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3270557901462713170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/3270557901462713170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/10/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rw6Y_Y0eLKI/AAAAAAAAAek/5huTdX7EhDw/s72-c/100_6369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-5284893121278701747</id><published>2007-10-05T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T23:47:47.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Worry...Terror...Concern....Anger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I experienced some very terrifying feelings.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friday was going along very nicely.  Many things were getting accomplished.  Ken and I decided to run some errands for church stuff.  Nathan and Cressalyn were in our den with their youth pastor, Bryan, watching a video.  We told them we'd be back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After a couple stops we realized we were getting hungry and called the house to have the kids begin dinner.  No answer.  The machine picked up.  Well, they could be down in the basement and didn't get to the phone.  They'll call right back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I called again.  Got the machine...again.  Told the dog to pick up the phone.  She didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I waited in the truck at Staples while Ken made one last stop, I began to get very worried.  See, my mind plays these nasty tricks on me and I go down the worse case scenario road to the extreme.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I called our Senior Pastor to get Pastor Bryan's cell phone number.  I called Bryan.  No answer.  Great.  Now my mind is picturing the three of them bound and gagged in the basement...or worse.  I left a message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went quickly back to the church and drove past the youth house (which has no phone) to see if they might be there.  Bryan's truck was in the parking lot.  Youth house was dark.  Ken parked in front of the church and went to check the church for the kids.  I headed for the house.  Sasha met me at the door, but didn't have any news for me.  There was no one there.  There were no notes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ken and I went back across the parking lot to the youth house to verify that it was locked.  Yes.  Now, I go from terror and worry to anger.  These 2 have gotten me ALL worked up!  I am going to kick some teenage b....!!!  And THEN I will have words for the youth pastor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, Ken and I went in the house discussing punishments for not notifying us of their departure.    Ken convinced me that it would be in everyone's best interest if HE handled the youth pastor and I handled the kids.  We stood in the kitchen talking things through.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then...it happened.  Somewhere in the darkest places of my empty head, a light bulb was turned on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was Friday.  At 3:45 PM Nathan and Cressalyn were going with Pastor Bryan and several other youth to make a video for the 14th.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Repentance, shame, humility, all flooded over me.  We had in fact authorized this outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Duh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-5284893121278701747?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/5284893121278701747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=5284893121278701747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5284893121278701747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5284893121278701747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/10/worryterrorconcernanger.html' title='Worry...Terror...Concern....Anger'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-5448868452064646503</id><published>2007-09-23T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T22:03:00.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cressalyn's Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rvcai40eLGI/AAAAAAAAAeE/qmz09Ph7mxU/s1600-h/100_6265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113585088572828770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rvcai40eLGI/AAAAAAAAAeE/qmz09Ph7mxU/s320/100_6265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's finally finished. We got the curtains today and finished the look. What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RvcajI0eLHI/AAAAAAAAAeM/NiO2q6tGASU/s1600-h/100_6268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113585092867796082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RvcajI0eLHI/AAAAAAAAAeM/NiO2q6tGASU/s320/100_6268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-5448868452064646503?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/5448868452064646503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=5448868452064646503&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5448868452064646503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5448868452064646503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/09/cressalyns-room.html' title='Cressalyn&apos;s Room'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/Rvcai40eLGI/AAAAAAAAAeE/qmz09Ph7mxU/s72-c/100_6265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-8943989905082229406</id><published>2007-09-22T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T00:03:50.985-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Indy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RvXjRY0eLFI/AAAAAAAAAd8/TqGGBaqXgeI/s1600-h/100_6256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113242839808879698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" height="249" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RvXjRY0eLFI/AAAAAAAAAd8/TqGGBaqXgeI/s320/100_6256.JPG" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Spiritual Formation Department of the Wesleyan Church invited many people from across the country and denomination to HQ for some discussion and feedback. What a wonderful time of connecting and reconnecting! Ken and I are greatly encouraged that HQ leadership is asking the opinions of those who are in the trenches. It was great to hear the heart of Jim and Colleen. (Scott shared, too, but to the youth-type people.) Dr. Wilson also shared encouraging words with us. What a blessing he is! He will be greatly missed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, we decided to drive instead of flying Ken out due to the cost of flying. Google told us the trip there would take only 8.5 hours. Yeah, right. It took us 10.5 hours! Others who left from our area got there in 8.5 hours. Why is it that what takes others 8.5 or 9 or 10 hours to do takes the Davises 2 hours longer? Frustrating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ken looked at the atlas that we purchased on the way through West Virginia to see which route would be best for the return trip. He chose heading south into Kentucky and catching 64 east and so on. Great! This only added &lt;strong&gt;100 MILES &lt;/strong&gt;to the trip &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; still took us 10.5 hours! UGH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We got home and are glad we don't have to do another LONG trip in the near future. While we enjoy trips and driving, we are getting tired of whirlwind type trips. We left Wed. PM and returned Friday PM. Over 1000 miles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RvXjRI0eLEI/AAAAAAAAAd0/42jgtJ93M6A/s1600-h/100_6248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113242835513912386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="199" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RvXjRI0eLEI/AAAAAAAAAd0/42jgtJ93M6A/s320/100_6248.JPG" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While at the Combine we were blessed with a "concert" by 321Improv, a comedy trio who will be at Set Apart in December. It was good to laugh!  The video is their "Mr. Know-It-All" response to Stevan's question "Where do babies come from?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-55a993771807168f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D55a993771807168f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331577477%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6FA27A20EB5C0F2F43EC7FAFD4C1ADFB4B132CA1.5AD48C3A40BBBB288A93B9F8AD37C58D30464294%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D55a993771807168f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvNIRYhaiaIWhP3IbdhxhvnOhQqM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D55a993771807168f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331577477%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6FA27A20EB5C0F2F43EC7FAFD4C1ADFB4B132CA1.5AD48C3A40BBBB288A93B9F8AD37C58D30464294%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D55a993771807168f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvNIRYhaiaIWhP3IbdhxhvnOhQqM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My parents came up from NC to be with Nate and Cressalyn while we were gone. They have been a huge help in finishing details of the settling in process. Dad is the master shelf hanger and help the kids with their display shelving in their rooms. Mom washed windows (among many other things)! How cool is that?? It is so nice to be closer to them and know that we can assist each other as the need arises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-8943989905082229406?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=55a993771807168f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/8943989905082229406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=8943989905082229406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8943989905082229406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8943989905082229406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/09/indy.html' title='Indy'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RvXjRY0eLFI/AAAAAAAAAd8/TqGGBaqXgeI/s72-c/100_6256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-5120207128663698454</id><published>2007-09-11T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T22:44:57.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No means NO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Good grief!" As Charlie Brown would say. How many times do I have to say, "No?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Over the years as a mother of 3 I have had MANY days where that word has been the only one in my vocabulary. Today, though, it's use had nothing to do with my children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since moving to Roanoke we have been able to get Verizon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DSL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! Therefore, I needed to cancel our account with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PeoplePC&lt;/span&gt; who have been wonderfully faithful over the past 2 years. I thanked the nice man for their service and asked to have our account cancelled. "No problem," he says and then launches into a list of offers he can give me. 1. Give me 4 additional months for $4.95 to keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PeoplePC&lt;/span&gt; as a "backup" for my new provider. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 2. Keep my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PeoplePC&lt;/span&gt; email address for $1.98 per month "so you don't lose your contacts." &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 3. This one I can't even remember because my frustration level blocked my memory! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So the next phone call is to cancel a magazine subscription that we had for one year. We signed up for an offer for this mag for $2 and don't want to pay the annual $54 fee. This time I don't get a person. I get an automated machine. This female voice wants to know my phone number so she can "look up" my account. I give her the one from NY. Obviously, right? That's where we were when we signed up. No. I hang up and call back this time using the OTHER number we had in NY. No. Neither number accesses our account. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. "I'll will have to look up your account using your credit card." Great. Since ordering this magazine I have lost my debit card TWICE! I have no idea what that number would be! Ugh! So at the point where she says, "Please say the numbers listed on your credit card," I have nothing to say but, "I don't know." This is not in her vocabulary. She asks me to repeat the numbers on my credit card. "I do not know!" Hers is quite the response - "I'm sorry I am having so much trouble with this." I'm thinking I'm so glad she thinks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SHE's&lt;/span&gt; the one with the problem! She moves on to the zip code. That I know. So we are able to proceed with the reason for my call....cancelling my subscription. She's "happy" to process this for me but would like to offer me 4 months of Reader's Digest for a $1 processing fee. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She apologizes that I am cancelling my subscription and offers further assistance. My response? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Whew! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. That was one magazine. I get the number for the other magazine. Yes, it's a different number. BUT IT'S THE SAME FEMALE VOICE ON THE AUTOMATED MACHINE! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;AARGH&lt;/span&gt;! So we go through THE ENTIRE process again! No kidding! Only THIS time she offers me a subscription to a Jumbo Crossword Book AND Diabetic Cooking Magazine for only $2! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Whoo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hoooo&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's with fear and trembling that I called the final number that needed to cancelled. In NY we had Dish Network like in Michigan and now in VA. But in the area we were in we couldn't get "local" channels which were actually New York City stations. So Dish offered us Distance Local Channels through another company. For nearly 2 years we had NO CLUE as to our weather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;forecast&lt;/span&gt; but we knew Atlanta's AND San &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Francisco's&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I make the final call. "I need to cancel my account." Immediately the lady, Amy, replies, "No problem." After a few keystrokes...."I have cancelled your account. In a 1-2 business days our accounting department will process any refund you have coming to you." WHAT???? Hot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;diggity&lt;/span&gt; dog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Why can't all phone calls go that well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-5120207128663698454?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/5120207128663698454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=5120207128663698454&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5120207128663698454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/5120207128663698454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-means-no.html' title='No means NO!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-6046098699629248155</id><published>2007-09-10T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:17:25.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It Has Been Found!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The can opener has been located!  Yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a productive day.  We found the local Christian Book Store.  And the Christmas musical has been chosen!  Let the work (and fun!) begin!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd like to have you join us in praying for my mother.  She has had a lens replaced in her eye and now has developed a "membrane" behind it that is affecting her vision.  She is told that this very fixable and for that we are grateful!  But at the same time we are concerned about further deterioration or potential problems she may find as a result of using one eye.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God is faithful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-6046098699629248155?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/6046098699629248155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=6046098699629248155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6046098699629248155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/6046098699629248155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-has-been-found.html' title='It Has Been Found!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-762603311104086510</id><published>2007-09-08T20:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T20:12:57.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can Opener Alternative</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nope. Still can't find it. Nope. It's not still on the counter in NY. Yes. I DID unmount from the cabinet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RuM6MbF2jxI/AAAAAAAAAdk/E6MY9MPMfwI/s1600-h/100_6205.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107990387473420050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RuM6MbF2jxI/AAAAAAAAAdk/E6MY9MPMfwI/s320/100_6205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RuM6MrF2jyI/AAAAAAAAAds/X9kO4hS9-Ys/s1600-h/100_6205b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107990391768387362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RuM6MrF2jyI/AAAAAAAAAds/X9kO4hS9-Ys/s320/100_6205b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I splurged on a handheld at WalMart...$1.94.  It's in the trash already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-762603311104086510?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/762603311104086510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=762603311104086510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/762603311104086510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/762603311104086510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/09/can-opener-alternative.html' title='Can Opener Alternative'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RuM6MbF2jxI/AAAAAAAAAdk/E6MY9MPMfwI/s72-c/100_6205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-8465241149710270493</id><published>2007-09-07T13:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T13:23:57.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Not Complain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nope.  Not gonna do it.  Complaining isn't my style.  I'm not pleased when others complain and therefore I will not complain myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whining....that's another story.  I WILL whine as I feel it is necessary.  So, let the whining begin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1.  I still can't find my can opener!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2.  2% Milk is $4.15 per gallon at Kroger!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3.  There is cardboard still in my house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4.  It is HOT outside!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok.  There.  Not too long of a list, but enough that keeps me a tad on edge.  But lest I leave anyone thinking I am truely unhappy with my current situation...let me share some of the very positive elements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1.  DSL!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2.  I found full-sized loaves of bread at Kroger for 25 cents!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3.  My office is set up, my bedroom is nearly done, and we now have our TV back on!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4.  I have central air in my house!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So you see, it's not all fun, but there is so much more that is fantastic!  And get this!  The doorbell rang this morning.  A precious couple were there with a basket FULL of fresh ham biscuits for breakfast!  How cool is that?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God is so good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-8465241149710270493?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/8465241149710270493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=8465241149710270493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8465241149710270493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/8465241149710270493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-will-not-complain.html' title='I Will Not Complain'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-7960914744890382338</id><published>2007-09-05T19:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T19:34:16.258-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have Arrived!</title><content type='html'>Ok.  We are now in Roanoke.  The trip was a good, safe one, but was tiring none the less.  We were met with an incredible group of people who unloaded the 2 trucks in 2 hours!  Even nearly 3 year old Benjamin helped! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I was able to set up what I have been waiting and longing for....DSL!!!!!!!!!!!  It was all working great and so I placed an order online for Pizza Hut and 30 minutes later.....we had our first delivery in 2 years!  Whoo hooo!    BUT......then....disaster struck.  The DSL no longer was functioning.  Ken spent 2 hours on the phone with Verizon last night and got nowhere.  I spent 2 hours this afternoon on the phone with Verizon and got a little further than nowhere.  I have an appointment in the morning with Verizon who will be calling me back...a superviaor this time...and hopefully we can get everything worked out.  We think it is their modem.  We aren't certain, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan and I enjoyed our first helping of fried okra for lunch today!  My mom and dad supplied our freezer with some!  What a treat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids have done well at setting up their rooms.  Mine still needs work.  In fact, the whole place needs work.  We have discovered several things:  1) this house is twice as long as the previous one, thereby taking longer to reach the ringing phone.  2) Sasha must be nervous about us moving again, or something...she's following me EVERYWHERE!  3) The can opener must be placed in a clearly marked box or hand carried during a move.  4) The Davis Family owns WAY to many books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hopefully soon we will have some pictures to share.  I do know where my camera is, but right now the only computer connected to the internet is Ken's office one.  So be patient, and check back often.  Continue praying as we adjust to our new surroundings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-7960914744890382338?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/7960914744890382338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=7960914744890382338&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7960914744890382338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/7960914744890382338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-have-arrived.html' title='We Have Arrived!'/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120725995044390317.post-749723094784336778</id><published>2007-08-31T17:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:54:06.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RtiNNLF2juI/AAAAAAAAAdM/psrfEvhemik/s1600-h/EWC+Parsonage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RtiNNLF2juI/AAAAAAAAAdM/psrfEvhemik/s320/EWC+Parsonage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104985435079610082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is the new house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RtiNNbF2jvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/CGHcRUOQ0jo/s1600-h/Dining_Room_Set_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RtiNNbF2jvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/CGHcRUOQ0jo/s320/Dining_Room_Set_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104985439374577394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I asked my parents to keep their eyes open for a dining room set for us.  The Lord led them right to this one!  Mom and Dad delivered it this week!  Thank you!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RtiNNbF2jwI/AAAAAAAAAdc/zOdshhWjcnw/s1600-h/Dining_Room_Set_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RtiNNbF2jwI/AAAAAAAAAdc/zOdshhWjcnw/s320/Dining_Room_Set_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104985439374577410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The dishes in this aren't mine.  But Mom gave me some, too!  I'm so excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120725995044390317-749723094784336778?l=pkandj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/feeds/749723094784336778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120725995044390317&amp;postID=749723094784336778&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/749723094784336778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120725995044390317/posts/default/749723094784336778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pkandj.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-new-house-i-asked-my-parents-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken and Judy Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14265891590775329677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/S063Lk_mLLI/AAAAAAAABL4/IYq6WPU3oEs/S220/Ken+%26+Judy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cZaAKTtxV3U/RtiNNLF2juI/AAAAAAAAAdM/psrfEvhemik/s72-c/EWC+Parsonage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
