<?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-4834703045785492288</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:40:50.712-08:00</updated><category term='i'/><title type='text'>Lulus blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-1003838597943150269</id><published>2009-09-27T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T20:58:29.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold my heart</title><content type='html'>How long must I pray&lt;br /&gt;Must I pray to You?&lt;br /&gt;How long must I wait&lt;br /&gt;Must I wait for You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long till I see Your face&lt;br /&gt;See You shining through I'm on my knees&lt;br /&gt;Begging You to notice me&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my knees Father, will you turn to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One tear in the driving rain&lt;br /&gt;One voice in a sea of pain&lt;br /&gt;Could the maker of the stars&lt;br /&gt;Hear the sound of my breaking heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One life, that's all I am&lt;br /&gt;Right now I can barely stand If&lt;br /&gt;You're everything You say You are&lt;br /&gt;Would You come close and hold my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so afraid, afraid to close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;So much can slip away before I say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But if there's no other way I'm done asking why&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my knees Begging You to turn to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my knees Father, will you run to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many questions without answers&lt;br /&gt;Your promises remain I can't see but I'll take my chances to hear You call my name&lt;br /&gt;To hear You call my name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-1003838597943150269?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/1003838597943150269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=1003838597943150269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/1003838597943150269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/1003838597943150269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2009/09/hold-my-heart.html' title='Hold my heart'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-7283481878887388921</id><published>2009-07-16T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T11:48:52.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 25 Birthday Claudia !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/Sl91Yzbcz0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/7NXy2XpGD4M/s1600-h/black+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/Sl91Yzbcz0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/7NXy2XpGD4M/s320/black+hair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359131150576832322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Claudia's  25 birthday...We love you Calla!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-7283481878887388921?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/7283481878887388921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=7283481878887388921' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/7283481878887388921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/7283481878887388921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-25-birthday-claudia.html' title='Happy 25 Birthday Claudia !!'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/Sl91Yzbcz0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/7NXy2XpGD4M/s72-c/black+hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-4245120149979684374</id><published>2009-05-30T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:09:00.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud Mama...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SiHBbtdN4wI/AAAAAAAAAOY/LkRGWvPiOcA/s1600-h/DSC02121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SiHBbtdN4wI/AAAAAAAAAOY/LkRGWvPiOcA/s320/DSC02121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341763314840888066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SiHBbINoDcI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ZqeA6uvzpys/s1600-h/DSC02128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SiHBbINoDcI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ZqeA6uvzpys/s320/DSC02128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341763304843382210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SiHBan3vxSI/AAAAAAAAAOI/7g-BlEauapU/s1600-h/DSC02125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SiHBan3vxSI/AAAAAAAAAOI/7g-BlEauapU/s320/DSC02125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341763296161678626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" &lt;br /&gt;href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SiHBaSFThsI/AAAAAAAAAOA/qzRCmsqcj5A/s1600-h/DSC02123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SiHBaSFThsI/AAAAAAAAAOA/qzRCmsqcj5A/s320/DSC02123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341763290312967874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLAUDIA #1, NANCY #2, JOSEANGEL #3, MARTIN #4&lt;br /&gt; 2002       2004        2008          2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many years of studying hard, my kid accomplished graduating.I am so proud of each and every one of them, for what they have achieved. I'm looking forward to what they will accomplish in the future.I feel so blessed to be able to see what my kids have done and pray that I will be able to be around in the future to see each of them succeed.I am so thankful that the lord gave me such a blessing, by letting me be the Mother of these wonderful kids, that I love with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We are so proud of you...We love you...&lt;br /&gt;          MOM AND DAD..  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-4245120149979684374?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/4245120149979684374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=4245120149979684374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/4245120149979684374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/4245120149979684374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2009/05/mamas-pride-and-joy.html' title='Proud Mama...'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SiHBbtdN4wI/AAAAAAAAAOY/LkRGWvPiOcA/s72-c/DSC02121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-7424538783833057443</id><published>2009-05-29T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:57:38.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*MzY2Mjg4NTg1OSZwdD*xMjQzNjYzMDQ3MTI1JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz1kMWM5MmYzNjA1MGY*ZDA*YjJhODQ4Yzg3NTEwM2QyMiZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/Shed8iGLyJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/k20IgLaCBhA/s320/IMG_3123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338909546541467794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/Shed8er8JsI/AAAAAAAAANw/vO31ptGsWbU/s1600-h/smallergrad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/Shed8er8JsI/AAAAAAAAANw/vO31ptGsWbU/s320/smallergrad.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338909545626085058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r291/claud1636/?action=view&amp;current=gradpic2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r291/claud1636/gradpic2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r291/claud1636/?action=view&amp;current=martinsgradpic-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r291/claud1636/martinsgradpic-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long road but we made it. Now, we will see what the future holds. I'm so proud of my kids. It fills me with so much happiness to know that they accomplished graduating. Not everyone has been able to do that, I'm so blessed that my kids are able to continue their education. I can't help but remember what my dad used to say, "Go to school, you guys don't wanna work like a donkey like me." If only he could see what his grandkids were able to do. If he was here, I would say "look dad, we did it, we did it dad."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-4047827739396348922?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/4047827739396348922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=4047827739396348922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/4047827739396348922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/4047827739396348922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-four-graduates.html' title='My Four Graduates!'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/Shed8iGLyJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/k20IgLaCBhA/s72-c/IMG_3123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-5828746681005586535</id><published>2009-05-22T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:40:20.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes! We Did It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r291/claud1636/?action=view&amp;current=martinsgradpic-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r291/claud1636/martinsgradpic-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official, my baby is graduating! Yes, he is graduating this coming wednesday. I am so excited! I cannot believe all my 4 kids are high school graduates. I feel so proud of them. I have so many mixed emotions right now, i don't know to laugh or cry. I know there will be some tears rolling down on Graduation day. So please bare with me. CONGRATULATIONS MY BABY!!!!! WE ARE SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-5828746681005586535?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/5828746681005586535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=5828746681005586535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/5828746681005586535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/5828746681005586535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2009/05/martins-grad-pic.html' title='Yes! We Did It!'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-5990587570097080255</id><published>2009-05-20T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:54:13.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY NANCY !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/ShR7FG5RwDI/AAAAAAAAANo/qFhIzDKjRlA/s1600-h/me.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/ShR7FG5RwDI/AAAAAAAAANo/qFhIzDKjRlA/s200/me.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338026786021294130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Nancy turns 23 years old. Happy Birthday Nancy....We love you...  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-5990587570097080255?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/5990587570097080255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=5990587570097080255' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/5990587570097080255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/5990587570097080255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-nancy.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY NANCY !!!!!!'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/ShR7FG5RwDI/AAAAAAAAANo/qFhIzDKjRlA/s72-c/me.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-518361512259876041</id><published>2009-05-05T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:59:11.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland...</title><content type='html'>This past month ,we went to Disneyland to see Martin perform in the Disneyland parade..We enjoyed our day out as a family.All of us took the day off from work to go see martin march in the parade.Disneyland is one of my favorite places,I think that when I get older and have grand kids i am going to take them there....That will be grandmas and grand kids Day out,but hopefully I have them when I can still walk,because I don't want them pushing me in a wheel chair.LOL.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-cb.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=648518346388011467&amp;amp;site=widget-cb.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=ph&amp;amp;id=648518346388011467&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cb.slide.com/p1/648518346388011467/bb_t013_v000_s0ph_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;br /&gt;I want to say, if only people could see what my son is&lt;br /&gt;,(and I am not just saying this because he is my son)He is such a caring young man,if he sees that you are sad or having a hard day he will come up to you and give you a hug and not just any hug  a real hug, that make you feel so special.He helps a lot of his classmates by being there when they have problems ,and gives them comfort when they need it.He is very quiet but,he is starting to be more out going.He can be funny and the most Important thing is that he loves the lord.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU MARTIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-6149036184249422432?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/6149036184249422432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=6149036184249422432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/6149036184249422432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/6149036184249422432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2009/04/surprised_24.html' title='surprised..'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-3719767716814530679</id><published>2009-04-24T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:46:09.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_dRJ1ldyCxI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_dRJ1ldyCxI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-3719767716814530679?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/3719767716814530679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=3719767716814530679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/3719767716814530679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/3719767716814530679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-2576197641464211291</id><published>2009-01-09T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T14:42:47.018-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i'/><title type='text'>Thanks for a great childhood my friend...Lettuce</title><content type='html'>Today in the morning, when I woke up to drive my son to school, on my way back I started remembering a lot of things from my childhood and I wanted to write them down before I forgot.(you know, as we get old we tend to forget very easily thing  we do a day before,imagine trying to remember our childhood...well, that's a lot to ask ..LOL)&lt;br /&gt;in almost all of my childhood I remember having my great best friend Lety, by my side . I would like to share some of those great memories....(Lety, hope you can remember some of them and thank you for being such a big part in them)here we go.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It seems that since I opened my eyes lety, was by my side,and I really like that she was........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to make houses, out of bed sheets and pretend we had our own house.One day we placed some bricks on top of them, to stop them from slipping down,Bad idea because the brick ended up falling on top of lety's, head.the site of blood running down her face ended the fun that day............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to jump of a wall with an opened umbrella and say we were flying.it was a short flight, because we would end up quickly on the ground,but we kept on doing it over and over...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there was the time when we used to catch glow bugs at night and rub them on our clothes, because we like the way they would glow on our shirts. not knowing at the time that we were rubbing the glow bugs poop on our shirts. ( no wonder the day after we would always have brown stains on our shirts and i would wonder where they came from.).......&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I really liked  going down to the field of wild flowers ,cutting them, making wreaths and necklaces out of them, an think we were the most beautiful girls around........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would also get matching clothes and my mom would make the cutest curls on our hair,after we were allowed to go outside an show off our new look.Lety, would always sit all lady like on the sidewalk,while I would be getting on my knees to play marbles or,some boyish game.by the time we would go back in the house Lety still looked good and perfect while I looked if I had been rolling on the dirt with my hair all messed up, my clothes dirty, an not to mention my knees.guess who was the tomboy............&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But, who could forget the day we went to the arroyo(it's like a big river)without my  grandmas permission.She went to get us and spank us all the way home.We were crying and hid behind a wall,but after we turned around , saw each other and stared laughing,asking each other"did it hurt you"..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was the time were I was trying to teach lety how to ride the bike.I would run behind holding the bike to keep her from falling,she didn't fall but,did end up in a pile of trash cans.I think she was a little upset ,but we ended up laughing our heads off..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also skateboarders,we would ride our skates down Carlton street to cal vine market to buy a roast beef sandwich with beef juice on the side.Sometimes we would just ride down for a pickle,that was fun........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,but,wait we were also singers.We would lock our self  in the music room ,and sing our hearts out with the boys microphones.We would take turns singing a song that we would each choose.One of my dreams when I was growing up was to be a famous singer,but I guess not even all the practice we did work out......ha ha ha.....&lt;br /&gt;hey ,but we tried.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some many memories of my childhood to write about that it would take a long time .So, I'll just finish here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Lety, for being such a big part of my life,you know all that we have been through some good things and some bad.but,you were always there for me. You never stopped loving me and I have never stopped loving you an never will.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, for the ability to remember even the silliest thing of my childhood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-2576197641464211291?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/2576197641464211291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=2576197641464211291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/2576197641464211291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/2576197641464211291'/><link 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beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;The only bad thing is that, well I had to drive in it to work.It was scary driving ,but I made it to work and when I get there school was canceled.The good thing was they let me work any way.On my way back from work I had to drive very slow, it usually takes me 12 to 15 minutes to get home from work well not this time , it took me like 40 minutes.It was kind of scary on one occasion when my car started sliding on its own and I wasn't able to control it.The good thing was that there was not a lot of traffic and was able to take control of the car soon after.Ojitos had an adventure of his own,when he was stuck on the freeway for over seven hours and wasn't able to come home with us.He had to go and stay with his brother and spend the night,I really missed him and wasn't able to sleep that night.I'm so used to have him by my side that when he is not with me I missed him terribly.It made me think of all those wife's who will not have their husbands by their side this year.The only thing I can do is pray for them.That they find the comfort they need in you lord...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-777207337026861593?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/777207337026861593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=777207337026861593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/777207337026861593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/777207337026861593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Day.....'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-7342513333387875104</id><published>2008-12-18T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T13:18:59.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Angel..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-59.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731708545881&amp;amp;site=widget-59.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-2863899074740233334</id><published>2008-11-21T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:11:27.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lulu's creations...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSecXUV9W4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/auJwOSzYmC8/s1600-h/DSCI0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSecXUV9W4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/auJwOSzYmC8/s200/DSCI0267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271353813272189826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSecXOoq7jI/AAAAAAAAANI/hAHmRSPzL8w/s1600-h/DSCI0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSecXOoq7jI/AAAAAAAAANI/hAHmRSPzL8w/s200/DSCI0265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271353811740061234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I started working as a sub for food server in my school district,but they want you to wear a certain kind of clothes. I went and bought a top for 16.00 dollars,but I thought it was to much to get it stained with Clorox and stuff, so I decided to make my own.I was able to make this 2 tops for a total of less than 5.00 dollars each,well I was excited....I know that their not as good looking as the one I bought,but they work just as good... and now I am working on a different design.I hope it turns out OK.I'm just  happy that I saved some money,especially right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-2863899074740233334?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/2863899074740233334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=2863899074740233334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/2863899074740233334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/2863899074740233334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/11/lulus-creations.html' title='Lulu&apos;s creations...'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSecXUV9W4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/auJwOSzYmC8/s72-c/DSCI0267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-7343875179164755668</id><published>2008-10-26T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T10:03:59.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my dog Prince....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SQSvDDou62I/AAAAAAAAAMU/W6Qp_LwDpNQ/s1600-h/IMG_3954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SQSvDDou62I/AAAAAAAAAMU/W6Qp_LwDpNQ/s200/IMG_3954.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261522731726203746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SQSurK_6sbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Zmhu7o_lSfk/s1600-h/IMG_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SQSurK_6sbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Zmhu7o_lSfk/s200/IMG_0506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261522321385632178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was a sad one for my Family...&lt;br /&gt;We lost one of our beloved dogs,if you know me and my family you know that we loveeeee our animals.&lt;br /&gt;Claudia and I were going to our neighbors house and the dogs started to run behind us in our back yard,but because the goats form our house and our neighbors rub their back on our back fence they made it kind of loose. the dogs some how managed to get out underneath the fence into my neighbors yard but from there yard got out into the street.&lt;br /&gt;We where talking when all of the sudden we hear this loud thumping noise,we were trying to figure out what it was ,but something inside me told me it was my dog,so we all ran out to see what it was....We found our self with this horrible scene of my dog bleeding profusely and his body shaking on the ground. I knew that he was going to die when I saw him.all I could do was just move him from the street so he wouldn't get hit again.the rest, you can Imagine all our family crying over the lost of our dogie.&lt;br /&gt;We will miss our dog very much......   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-7343875179164755668?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/7343875179164755668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=7343875179164755668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/7343875179164755668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/7343875179164755668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-dog-prince.html' title='my dog Prince....'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SQSvDDou62I/AAAAAAAAAMU/W6Qp_LwDpNQ/s72-c/IMG_3954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-884713597740607022</id><published>2008-09-30T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:06:20.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>learning to breathe....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJUtQYYLSPU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJUtQYYLSPU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime when we go through trails,we think that taking the easy way out is he best solution to our problems,and if we just stop breathing everything will be ok,but we forget about the pain we are going to cause all our loved ones we leave behind...&lt;br /&gt;I can't help and think about my mom,just giving up and not fighting to stay alive when   we still needed her here with us,I wished we still had her here so we could share the love of our heavenly father and that he can take all our pains away and give us a new beginning.....&lt;br /&gt;we all need a new beginning and we can all learn to breath again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s I don't know why I wrote this, I guess I was just randomly thinking..&lt;br /&gt;and I really like this song..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-884713597740607022?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/884713597740607022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=884713597740607022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/884713597740607022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/884713597740607022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/09/learning-to-breathe.html' title='learning to breathe....'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-3931357404492572673</id><published>2008-09-19T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T08:52:09.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corn bag update.</title><content type='html'>Some of you probably got a corn bag for Christmas from me,well I am sorry to tell you that I just found out that they have an expiration date.Don't get me wrong I didn't know this my self.I was advise not to long ago by Lety that hers grew some little black bugs.I guess is some sort of corn bug that grows on old corn,I m really embarrassed by this.Just remember that I was not aware that this happened,and that I gave it to relieved your pain and aches..Once again I am sorry for the inconvenience..&lt;br /&gt;P.s&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry if after reading this you run out and throw it in the trash,I won't take it personalty.I understand....&lt;br /&gt;             Love you guys......  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-3931357404492572673?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/3931357404492572673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=3931357404492572673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/3931357404492572673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/3931357404492572673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/09/corn-bag-update.html' title='Corn bag update.'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-5176995396165527967</id><published>2008-08-11T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:40:18.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The entrepreneur side of Lulu</title><content type='html'>This weekend we had a yard sale,but it made me want to start my own business.You see I being wanting for some time now, to make a little thrift store just for kids clothes and kids items.A store were people can bring the clothes or items that their kids have out grown and exchange them for something they can use ,or even just sell their items to me,or just come and shop for affordable and nice things.I really want to do this especially now that everything is getting so expensive,and people are losing their jobs.I would like to offer a place where they can go and still buy nice clothes and things that they need for the kids at affordable prices.That way I will be helping them and at the same time they will be helping me.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to ask for your help in spreading the word around to people who have small kids that have outgrown their clothes or just want to clear their clothes.I would more than happily accept donation or buy it from them at a reasonable price.&lt;br /&gt;I would also appreciate your prayers, as I embark in this new adventure of staring my own business.So when your cleaning your children closet, as you are getting ready to buy new clothes school year....remember don't throw those outgrown clothes. consider donating or selling them to me. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you in advance for your help....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&lt;br /&gt;please, spread the word around your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suggested items:&lt;br /&gt;jeans,shirts,baby clothes,backpacks,baby shoes,toddler shoes,high chairs,stroller,walkers....etc...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-5176995396165527967?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/5176995396165527967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=5176995396165527967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/5176995396165527967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/5176995396165527967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/08/entrepreneur-side-of-lulu.html' title='The entrepreneur side of Lulu'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-8662395569591702444</id><published>2008-07-21T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T15:51:49.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Squash Anyone??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SI-eU0NcFfI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bkploiynM_I/s1600-h/IMG_3943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SI-eU0NcFfI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bkploiynM_I/s200/IMG_3943.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228571772850017778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SI-eVHwZE_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/eZxCRmYRP7Y/s1600-h/DSCI0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SI-eVHwZE_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/eZxCRmYRP7Y/s200/DSCI0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228571778096894962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( one picture was taken the 11th of this month and the other was the 24th....same squash...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if you guys know but Nancy and I have a little garden. we decided to make one in order to save money when it came to buying tomatoes. we planted to tomato plants, some peppers, some zucchini, and some pickling cucumbers along with some lemon cucumbers. oh i almost forgot to mention....some pink banana jumbo squash.. the thing is our tomatoes....our main reason for this are getting eaten by rabbits...also our zucchinis are getting eaten by gophers ( we have two types growing....only the mexican zucchini is growing, the other one is being eaten). our pickling cucumbers have grown and have been eaten by us. our peppers haven't fully developed yet.....all these veggies are common in our house, we've bought them from stores before....but what we are having problems with, and the whole point for this blog is....our pink banana jumbo squash....WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSE TO DO WITH THEM??? so far we haven three of the squashes growing...these things are huge....one is being given to the neighbor when its ready to be eaten.....that leaves us with two.....Nancy has been looking all over the internet for recipes on this squash and has not been able to come up with anything. this is were you come in.....we were wondering if any of you guys might have had an encounter with this squash before and knows how to cook it or even make bake goods with it. hoping you can help....these things are said to be 20 plus lbs....whatever help you can offer is truly welcomed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. we would have a picture of it, but nancy's camera broke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-8662395569591702444?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/8662395569591702444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=8662395569591702444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/8662395569591702444'/><link rel='self' 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Nancy.!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today I took my kids to the DMV to apply for their driver license.Martin and joseangel were not able to do it ,because their birth certificate was to old and worn out.I was a little disappointed about that ,but was not able to do nothing about it.I explained to the clerk that they looked like that, because I haven't bought a birth certificate since they were born,and that I had to put tape on them,because they rip from the folds,but the lady was not nice at all,and she just told me "when you get the new ones come back".Nancy was able to take her test because she had already got her id.she was very nervous and kept on saying "mom I m not going to make it"I just kept telling her that she was going to do fine,and to remember that she can do all things through Christ.I am happy to tell you that she did it,and only missed 3 questions.She even did better than me.Now all she needs is to start driving,she doesn't have any more excuses to tell me NO!!! I will let you now how our driving adventures go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-5133619410447822170?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/5133619410447822170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=5133619410447822170' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/5133619410447822170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/5133619410447822170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/06/congratulations-nancy.html' title='Congratulations Nancy.!!!!'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-3688202981074189664</id><published>2008-06-08T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T20:43:19.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My son's graduation!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-a2.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=648518346371776930&amp;amp;site=widget-a2.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=648518346371776930&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a2.slide.com/p1/648518346371776930/bb_t048_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=648518346371776930&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a2.slide.com/p2/648518346371776930/bb_t048_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346371776930&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a2.slide.com/p4/648518346371776930/bb_t048_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to start, by saying how proud we are of our son.This May, he finally graduated,It was a very proud moment to see our boy walk down to get his diploma and see how happy he was to have accomplished this.His face was glowing and his smile was ear to ear,it was great to see him so happy.It seems like it was yesterday that I left  my shy little chongito in Kindergarten and now I get to see him graduate. &lt;br /&gt;There are many things that I'm grateful for and this is one of them.&lt;br /&gt; I love you my little chongito...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-3688202981074189664?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/3688202981074189664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=3688202981074189664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SDM0gqnQndI/AAAAAAAAAH4/mOsNsePl1MY/s1600-h/IMG_3160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SDM0gqnQndI/AAAAAAAAAH4/mOsNsePl1MY/s200/IMG_3160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202559730342469074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SDM0hKnQneI/AAAAAAAAAIA/hzeDRZUl3Lo/s1600-h/IMG_3195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SDM0hKnQneI/AAAAAAAAAIA/hzeDRZUl3Lo/s200/IMG_3195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202559738932403682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SDM0hanQnfI/AAAAAAAAAII/shUZgMq4uzk/s1600-h/me+and+calla+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SDM0hanQnfI/AAAAAAAAAII/shUZgMq4uzk/s200/me+and+calla+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202559743227370994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SDM0hanQngI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/siPsHoZVfiw/s1600-h/IMG_3099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SDM0hanQngI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/siPsHoZVfiw/s200/IMG_3099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202559743227371010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my daughter turned 22,I can't believe how time goes by so fast.It seems like not long ago she was my little girl.I am so proud of her and what she has become,I know I like to tease her a lot to the point where I make her get mad at me,but she knows I love her.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday my Nancy ,MAMA loves you....I can't write anymore,because she warned me not to get mushy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-7037495543116277283?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/7037495543116277283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=7037495543116277283' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/7037495543116277283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/7037495543116277283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday-wishes-to-my-nancy.html' title='Birthday wishes to my  Nancy :)'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SDM0gqnQndI/AAAAAAAAAH4/mOsNsePl1MY/s72-c/IMG_3160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-8476722179011821049</id><published>2008-05-16T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T18:31:31.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I DID IT!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SC40X6nQnbI/AAAAAAAAAHo/h8nG7gYT99M/s1600-h/IMG_3669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SC40X6nQnbI/AAAAAAAAAHo/h8nG7gYT99M/s200/IMG_3669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201152205135060402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SC40YKnQncI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gyglaf8Q_Jo/s1600-h/IMG_3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SC40YKnQncI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gyglaf8Q_Jo/s200/IMG_3671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201152209430027714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my GED!!after so many years of wanting to get it. i was so excited that i was screaming and crying when i found out. i want to give thanks to God because i know that he brought me through this and i couldn't have done it without him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-8476722179011821049?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/8476722179011821049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-5204145383625437552</id><published>2008-04-26T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:17:44.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Lety!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-5f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=648518346370002783&amp;amp;site=widget-5f.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=648518346370002783&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5f.slide.com/p1/648518346370002783/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=648518346370002783&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5f.slide.com/p2/648518346370002783/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to wish My favorite aunt and best friend a very Happy Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;We have being best friends since I was born.I love her dearly,and every time we get together we always have a great time.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lety,and I wish that when we are old and wrinklely we still enjoy each other company....now,don't get grouchy on me..ok LOVE YOU...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-5204145383625437552?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/5204145383625437552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=5204145383625437552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/5204145383625437552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/5204145383625437552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-lety.html' title='Happy Birthday Lety!!!!!!'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-4071528369428573911</id><published>2008-04-15T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:23:20.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I took my sons and their 3 friends to a funeral.The funeral was for a 17 year old boy from their school.He was a football and basketball player.He was a very happy and polite man.The church was so full of people that cared and loved this boy,they couldn't believe he was gone.You see a 16 year old boy shot him,while they were at a birthday party. it was a nice service, well as nice as it can be because theres nothing nice about a funeral. the hardest part was the at the cemetery, looking at all those young people crying for their friend and the poor mom, having to say goodbye to her son. the dad was the strong one, he reminded me so much of my grandpa. i had to step away when they were lowering the casket. i needed to move away with my thoughts. as i was waiting there, i saw my kids and their friends from saying bye. i saw them crying, so i went to them. i didn't know what to say at that moment, so the only thing i did was hug them. they made me cry. we had prayed before we left for the funeral. i had told them that they had to be strong for this moment, because thats the hardest part, when you have to say goodbye forever. on our way to the reception they were all silent. i guess all of them had their own thoughts to think about. i just left them at the reception and went back home with a headache. i guess sometimes we forget how fragile life is, one day we're here and the next we're gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-4071528369428573911?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-4251896488477386112</id><published>2008-04-12T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T22:02:56.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goats</title><content type='html'>Today we sold 2 baby goats.The first one was easy to get ,but the second one was a bit harder.Ojitos got a cord and like a good cowboy he lassoed the first goat.the second goat was a different story,Ojitos tried to do the same thing he did with the first one but he missed and the cord broke. so we had to run after them. after a good half hour out there we finally caught it with the help of nancy. out of breath and an ache in my knee. i guess i got my workout for the week. i had to carry the goat on my knees all the way to the lady's house, good thing we took one at a time. the lady was only going to buy one, but she thought it was so cute and the goat was lonely  that she decided to  also buy the goat's twin. i think they're gonna be okay. the lady already had food for them and we also looked at the yard, it looked pretty decent. they are going to be busy, they bought them so the goats could eat their weeds and that yard did have alot of weeds. But my goats are hard workers, as soon as they got use to their surroundings they started working on the weeds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-4251896488477386112?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/4251896488477386112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=4251896488477386112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/4251896488477386112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/4251896488477386112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/04/goats.html' title='Goats'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-1610844259266563912</id><published>2008-04-12T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T08:56:39.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>studying....</title><content type='html'>Hey!!! wait a minute I though I was studying math.Who new math had letters too...&lt;br /&gt;a+b=c what!!!!!!But I am happy to inform you that I m getting this algebra stuff,(you know a negative plus a negative equal a positive)I was able to do my homework all by myself without asking martin.I was very proud of myself,and i did my geometry too.I have being studying so hard, that I think I burned some of my brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to pass my test to get my certificate,so keep me in prayer.I will be taking my test next month.It will be a 2 day test on the 7 and 8 of may.&lt;br /&gt;I have being hitting the books so much ,that even in my dreams I m working with numbers.Sometimes I study so hard that I end up with a headache,but its a good feeling  thinking that its all worth it.And if i have anymore brain cells left,maybe I will think about studying more,and even be a pre school or kinder garden teacher.What do you think?,would  crazy Lulu be a good teacher.... Oh ,well I can dream...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-1610844259266563912?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/1610844259266563912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=1610844259266563912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/1610844259266563912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/1610844259266563912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/04/studying.html' title='studying....'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-7775464577706238812</id><published>2008-03-16T21:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T21:16:14.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goat ride..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R93v-CFwmeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SEea0ROe3IY/s1600-h/IMG_3498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R93v-CFwmeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SEea0ROe3IY/s400/IMG_3498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178558995537893858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R93v-yFwmfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lvycGZWZOHI/s1600-h/IMG_3499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R93v-yFwmfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lvycGZWZOHI/s400/IMG_3499.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178559008422795762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to see what it feels like to ride a goat. it almost cost me a broken tail bone, but it was fun. don't worry, i wont be doing it soon anymore because i think i almost broke my poor goats back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-7775464577706238812?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/7775464577706238812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=7775464577706238812' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/7775464577706238812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/7775464577706238812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/03/goat-ride.html' title='goat ride..'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R93v-CFwmeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SEea0ROe3IY/s72-c/IMG_3498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-6328685689342252779</id><published>2008-03-16T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T15:02:48.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to Grandma  :)</title><content type='html'>This friday Mony and I were able to go see my grandma in the hospital.She got sick ,but we are so happy that she is doing better.They were going to take her out of icu that night.She was real happy to see us ,especially to see Mony ,I know that she really wanted to see her,It had been a while since she last seen her.When we got there she was just looking at T.V.We looked at her and saw the effects of her being sick ,she looked so old ,Mony said "lulu she looks old now" as i thought inside of me"man my grandma doesn't look like the strong woman we grew up with" you see I have always admired my grandma for the woman she was when I was growing up,the woman that everyone respected and listened to when she would tell us to do something.looking at her go through everything she has gone through and still be standing strong and giving us comfort when we needed even if she her self is breaking inside.oh it made me realize how much i truly love her.&lt;br /&gt;so we are there talking and listening to her, tell us that she loves us even if we don't love her and soo on.But we enjoyed that. Then meño got there so we all were talking .After a while it was dinner time so we are all trying to help grandma get ready to eat her dinner,trying to make her comfortable so she could enjoy her food.while we were trying to do this mony was trying to fix her bed so we could get her tray in right for her and grandma could sit up .all of the sudden my grandmas bed falls back and with it her head,her heart beat starts going fast and mony starts turning all red,meño starts laughing and my grandma tells mony" mija what are you doing " mony is all embarrassed and starts saying "i m sorry grandma" after we almost drop grandma off her bed,and scared her enough to get her heart racing, she returned to enjoy her dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I really and enjoyed spending this little time with my grandma,and with mony....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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:)'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-8719048492204667210</id><published>2008-03-08T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:20:41.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mony !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R9Ny2SFwmdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LQX6b10Kq1Y/s1600-h/IMG_3021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R9Ny2SFwmdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LQX6b10Kq1Y/s400/IMG_3021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175606673673329106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MONY......&lt;br /&gt;I know we don't see each other as much as we used to,but I want you to know that your always in my heart, your my best friend,and # 1 sister.&lt;br /&gt;i love you......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-8719048492204667210?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/8719048492204667210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=8719048492204667210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-6537777233630001384</id><published>2008-03-04T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T10:49:15.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>proud of my baby bother...  :)</title><content type='html'>Last week,my heart was stirred with emotions.My brother called me to give me some great news.He was accepted to the seminary.(He had been praying to be accepted)and god answer his prayer.He has dedicated his life to god and his family since he was saved.I am so proud of my baby brother and he is such a great example to me,I love to be part of what he is becoming.to see what a great man of god he is.&lt;br /&gt;But it also makes me sad not to have our parents with us to see what a wonderful son they had.that all this wonderful things happening around us.we can't share with our parents,they just died to young. didn't get a chance to become old with us (and we know we can't wish them back)I know that they would be so proud to see what their 3 kids have become.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know but the older I get the more I need them by my side.I know time makes it easier,but it also makes it harder to to be without them.sometimes harder to understand &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I know that god knows why it had to happen,but I guess this is one of the reason I wish they were still here,so they can rejoice with us what god has done for my baby brother.......I love you chuy,and I'M so proud of you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-6537777233630001384?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/6537777233630001384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=6537777233630001384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/6537777233630001384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/6537777233630001384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-weekmy-heart-was-stirred-with.html' title='proud of my baby bother...  :)'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-2630204937182912204</id><published>2008-02-08T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T13:08:32.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge</title><content type='html'>Revenge....that was the subject of our bible study that we had a couple of weeks ago with our Pastor Casey. when i heard the subject title i said " thats not me, i have no revenge against anyone....this is lulu...who could i hate so much to want revenge against"..as the study went on, Casey touched a subject that i hadn't thought about in a while. he started saying that "sometimes we have something against someone hidden inside of our hearts, that we have not let go. he said it could be something against a person that every time you hear their name it makes your stomach turn inside out. it could be unfaithfulness,maybe it happened two months ago, maybe it happened two years ago, for others it could have been 25 years ago. and the person that was hurt hasn't been able to forget and brings it up every time they have an argument ' remember when...' or maybe there's someone that has revenged against you and just says your forgiven but deep inside that person still has it buried deep inside their heart." By this time i was already crying, screaming in my mind " OOOOHHH MY GOD, this is me. i do hate someone and i haven't been able to forgive her. i felt so convicted by the pastor's words that i felt a little embarrassed  and i just started thinking about the person that hurt me. thinking " i don't have to do anything to hurt her, i just have to forgive her." i thought she was my best friend, i really liked her, but she still ended up hurting me.  so after this i started thinking, yes i do have to forgive because the pastor said &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;" unforgiveness is like drinking poison and hoping the other person dies"&lt;/span&gt;  and i started thinking, " well...i don't want to die, so i think i'm ready to forgive her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he ended by saying this " have you loved them, have you blessed them, have you prayed for them, have you forgiven them" and this is what got me the most " when we experience God's forgiveness we have the power to forgive". so i say to all of you, if you have someone in your life that you haven't forgiven, TRULY forgiven, just do it...it feels good inside...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-2630204937182912204?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/2630204937182912204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=2630204937182912204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/2630204937182912204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/2630204937182912204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/02/revenge.html' title='Revenge'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-7460124316098777073</id><published>2008-02-07T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T21:49:27.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Tuesday....</title><content type='html'>This Tuesday I had the opportunity to serve my community,by helping in the voting polls. It was a long long day because ojitos' car broke down and he had to take me earlier than i was suppose to be there. i was suppose to be there at 6 am and he dropped me off at 4:55 am. i had to be out there sitting down all by myself in the cold hesperia morning. the only thing keeping me warm was a corn bag that i took with me. as i was sitting there all by myself looking all around for any danger, i started thinking about the homeless people " how do they do it to survive during winter time?" i was so cold i could feel it all over my bones.the good thing is i only had to stay there for 45 mins, but it seemed forever. when the people arrived they still didn't open up the room we were going to use. they finally opened it a little bit after 6 am. we started setting up, waiting for the polls to be opened at seven.  i really liked the experience and i'm thinking about going back again. the only thing that got me was a few rude people.That were register as republicans but wanted to vote as democrats.I would tell them that they couldn't do that and they would get a little angry and start raising their voice at me.  for the most part, there was alot of nice people, i really liked saying " hi, how are you? can i have your name......thank you for voting.....have a nice day". they say that theres gonna be another voting for state in june or july and i think i'm gonna be going. even though my body hurt so bad the next day. i learned alot of things that i didn't know. i didn't know that there were other parties, i only thought that it was democrat and republican .....oh and american independent ....but thats another long story....ask me about it when you see me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-7460124316098777073?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/7460124316098777073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=7460124316098777073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/7460124316098777073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/7460124316098777073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/02/super-tuesday.html' title='Super Tuesday....'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-2677833652672552314</id><published>2008-01-28T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T15:41:42.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday wishes</title><content type='html'>we want to wish Miss Annie a very happy 5th birthday.  hope you have a great day. Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-2677833652672552314?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/2677833652672552314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=2677833652672552314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/2677833652672552314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/2677833652672552314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/01/birthday-wishes.html' title='Birthday wishes'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-6817336262710838538</id><published>2008-01-14T15:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T16:03:19.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corn Bags</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R4v1llebH2I/AAAAAAAAAFs/BTg74CshF3M/s1600-h/IMG_3335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R4v1llebH2I/AAAAAAAAAFs/BTg74CshF3M/s200/IMG_3335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155484224519348066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R4v1mVebH3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/wucHgYnqptk/s1600-h/IMG_3337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R4v1mVebH3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/wucHgYnqptk/s200/IMG_3337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155484237404249970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R4v1m1ebH4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/YkAxoawPJAc/s1600-h/IMG_3336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R4v1m1ebH4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/YkAxoawPJAc/s200/IMG_3336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155484245994184578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to take a moment and write this blog because i have gotten some comments about the corn bags i gave you guys. first off i want to tell you guys what gave me the idea. a lady that works in the office of the school where i work gave me and nancy one for christmas and we liked them alot, especially with the cold weather up here. i thought it would be a great idea to make some of my own and give them to our family members so they could enjoy them also. i also wanted to let you guys know that there might be a strange smell coming from them when you heat them up, but don't worry, they won't pop. the corn inside of them isn't popcorn. so i hope you enjoy them as much as we have because we made them with lots of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-6817336262710838538?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/6817336262710838538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=6817336262710838538' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/6817336262710838538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/6817336262710838538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/01/corn-bags.html' title='Corn Bags'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R4v1llebH2I/AAAAAAAAAFs/BTg74CshF3M/s72-c/IMG_3335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-4484539320485545538</id><published>2008-01-09T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T20:13:51.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first day of school    :o</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my first day of school, It was a little nerve recking but I did ok.I had to take a pretest on writing and science(who knew that i needed science)I don't think I did to good on this tests.the whole time I was testing my nose kept on running.I got up from my chair to look for tissues,but couldn't find any so I just went back to my seat.&lt;br /&gt;I kept wiping my nose with my sweatshirt sleeve(that is so gross)like a little kindergarten.I couldn't concentrate on my test because of that and because I was nerves.Nothing of what I was reading made any sense to me,it was like weird.&lt;br /&gt; I kept looking around to see if meño was in class yet.I guess just by knowing that he was there I was going to feel better,but he forgot that class started at 5:30. so he walk in the classroom an hour later.When I heard his voice it made me feel good to know that he was there.I looked at him and just smile.class was finally over like around 8:00.I felt proud of myself,like if i had done something good.&lt;br /&gt; I guess I was still nerves when I left the classroom,that i didn't notice that I left my jacket back there. I was Two blocks away from school when I finally noticed I didn't have my jacket with me.I made a quick u turn back to school to pick up my jacket, good thing the teacher was still there.oh well, I think my first day of school went well.&lt;br /&gt; Please pray for me that I don't get discourage and that what is being taught can stay in my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-4484539320485545538?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/4484539320485545538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=4484539320485545538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/4484539320485545538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/4484539320485545538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-first-day-of-school-o.html' title='My first day of school    :o'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-2257798762293795559</id><published>2008-01-07T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T16:08:31.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New years eve 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R4K80VebH1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/w6JBzZX5fXI/s1600-h/buzzlightyear.k2.2007365182419.eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R4K80VebH1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/w6JBzZX5fXI/s200/buzzlightyear.k2.2007365182419.eng.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152888530969239378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this new years eve i spent it with my kids, husband, bree and james at Disneyland. we were surprised by claudia and james on christmas by reading a card that she gave to each one of us, saying " you are one of the 5 people i love the most on this earth and without you even the happiest place on earth wouldn't be so great, so merry christmas and see you on new years eve when i take you all to disneyland." it was great looking at my kids face all excited becuase they were going to disneyland. we haven't gone as a family since they were small. we had a great time, all together like little kids getting on the rides, as you can see from this picture of me and oj.its so awesome to see how blessed we are and that the lord lets us share our love for each other. thank you calla and james for a great time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-2257798762293795559?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/2257798762293795559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=2257798762293795559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/2257798762293795559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/2257798762293795559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-years-eve-2007.html' title='New years eve 2007'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R4K80VebH1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/w6JBzZX5fXI/s72-c/buzzlightyear.k2.2007365182419.eng.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-7252249182844835115</id><published>2008-01-06T23:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T23:38:31.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new years eve at disneyland!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-fe.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2377900603252494846&amp;amp;site=widget-fe.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;ad=0&amp;id=2377900603252494846&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-fe.slide.com/p1/2377900603252494846/bb_t025_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=648518346367990981&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c5.slide.com/p2/648518346367990981/bb_t043_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas was filled with fun and laughter,and as always I was the one having all the fun.I really enjoy having all my kids with me.Claudia got home just in time to have dinner ,we also had a nice visit from mony and shammy, it was a short one but it was so wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-8026157141588420430?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/8026157141588420430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=8026157141588420430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/8026157141588420430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/8026157141588420430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-2007.html' title='Christmas 2007'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-6273518774388104109</id><published>2007-12-25T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T11:48:45.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS ME!!!!!</title><content type='html'>After breaking my agreement with my writer,she has quit on me.so now I have to try and write my own blogs please be patient with me,because I'm not as professional as all of you.Every time I go and read your blogs I see how great you guys write and it all sounds so good , I don't think I can ever do that.My blogs are like a child is writing them ,with all my misspell words and my poor grammar.I don't even know were my comas or my periods go,but all well I will try my best.&lt;br /&gt;You know some times even my kids are more mature than I am.I wonder when i will grow up and be a very mature person,but when I try to act mature I feel like I'm being someone else it even makes me feel sad, because I love too sing and dance and just walk around life being happy.God must of made me like this for a reason,maybe it was so I can make the people around me happy,well at least I think I make them happy.&lt;br /&gt;ohhh well I guess ANGIE is right after all,I am WEIRD........  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-6273518774388104109?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/6273518774388104109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=6273518774388104109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/6273518774388104109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/6273518774388104109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-me.html' title='ITS ME!!!!!'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-1832721976851751519</id><published>2007-12-19T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T09:40:04.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>lately i've been remembering the christmas' i had when i was little in mexico, i dont know if alot of you guys know, but in acatic we didn't have a christmas tree. we would just lay a towel on the floor on christmas eve. On christmas day we would wake up to find our toys. i remember one christmas that leti and i saw what we got in my grandma's house than we wanted to go to my house to  see what &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;El Niñito Dios &lt;/span&gt; had brought for us. when my dad opened the door we saw the biggest dolls ever!they were almost as big as us, you could hold her hand and pretend she would walk with you. It was such a great christmas that year, but than my grandma and leti decided to come to the united states. when they left, leti waved bye to me from the back seat of the taxi, while my mom and i cried. when we went inside i wrapped myself with a curtain and cried for a good hour or so.the following christmas that i had to spend without my best friend leti, my dad decided to do something special for me so i could get my mind off of being alone. my dad went off to a field and cut down a torn bush and painted it white, while my mom popped popcorn to put on each torn of the bush so i wouldn't prick my fingers. we decorated our tree with lights, ornaments, and strings of popcorn. i was so happy when we were done that i went outside to see how it looked with the lights on from the outside. i had never seen anything as beautiful as my tree. i was so proud of my tree that everytime i would get money i would stop at a store after school and buy an ornament to put on my tree. I never got the chance to thank my dad for making me so happy that year, i even forgot that leti was gone( jk). i would have never thought of making a christmas tree out of a torn bush but my dad was a smart man that i love with all my heart. *****writers note: Its over man, she's crying, that was our agreement, no crying, i dont do that stuff.*****&lt;br /&gt;and now as i sit in front of my tree, my real tree i think of how blessed i am and how much the Lord has blessed us with everything that we have. thank you Jesus for giving me the opportunity to look back and have such wonderful memories of my parents and being able to spend the years you left them with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU DAD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love you MOM and DAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-1832721976851751519?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/1832721976851751519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=1832721976851751519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/1832721976851751519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/1832721976851751519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-first-christmas-tree.html' title='My First Christmas Tree'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-1136661167875117876</id><published>2007-12-19T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T21:43:05.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC......whats after that???.....</title><content type='html'>After 25 years of not being in school, i'm happy to inform you that i will be returning to a classroom to get my GED.I am excited and scared at the same time. But don't worry, i won't be alone in that classroom, i will have Meño by my side because he as well is getting his GED. we will start class on Jan.8th so please keep me in prayer that whatever is taught will stay in my head long enough for me to pass my test, because lately no information stays in there. i will keep you posted about this new adventure and i will post pictures of my first day of school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. please keep me in prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-1136661167875117876?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/1136661167875117876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=1136661167875117876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/1136661167875117876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/1136661167875117876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/12/abcwhats-after-that.html' title='ABC......whats after that???.....'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-5631715071096297251</id><published>2007-12-19T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T21:31:59.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R2n7jlebHxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/agH3WifwhXQ/s1600-h/l_f7f13526603e829ed885c743ca9efc96.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R2n7jlebHxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/agH3WifwhXQ/s200/l_f7f13526603e829ed885c743ca9efc96.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145920638021213970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R2n7jlebHyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_i0AtZRIgYI/s1600-h/476566132_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R2n7jlebHyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_i0AtZRIgYI/s200/476566132_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145920638021213986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R2n7j1ebHzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/h2dEwTswaRI/s1600-h/5076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R2n7j1ebHzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/h2dEwTswaRI/s200/5076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145920642316181298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you all know, my sons love music. For the past 3 weekends chongo has been going to workshops and auditions for Pacific Crest. which is a DCI band ( which stands for Drum Corp International). He wanted to be in this so bad that he learned how to play a new instrument just so he could join. so he put his trombone down and picked up a Baritone. i guess he really wanted to join that bad, because in just a two weeks he learned. well so i won't make this a long story, my chongito made it. yes he did, and we are so very proud of him. but now that he's in it, he'll have to put down that baritone and pick up a euphonium, which he explained that its the same thing as a baritone, only bigger. congratulations chongo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-5631715071096297251?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/5631715071096297251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=5631715071096297251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/5631715071096297251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/5631715071096297251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/12/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R2n7jlebHxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/agH3WifwhXQ/s72-c/l_f7f13526603e829ed885c743ca9efc96.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-3621343798287539483</id><published>2007-12-14T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T19:19:13.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R2NGPVebHwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/R2E_jPdnTNg/s1600-h/IMG_3328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R2NGPVebHwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/R2E_jPdnTNg/s320/IMG_3328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144032428663971586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we celebrated Ojitos and Chongo's birthdays.  My son turned 18 and my husband, well...just guess...okay i'll tell you..48...we sang happy birthday to them, although calla wasn't able to be there with us she sang to them through the speaker of the phone. they seemed to enjoy themselves as they posed for the camera and cut their cake together. Happy Birthday to my boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-3621343798287539483?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/3621343798287539483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=3621343798287539483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/3621343798287539483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/3621343798287539483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/12/birthday-boys.html' title='The Birthday Boys'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R2NGPVebHwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/R2E_jPdnTNg/s72-c/IMG_3328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-4676024299564142451</id><published>2007-12-14T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T19:08:29.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R2NEaVebHvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pKfi9Jolp1c/s1600-h/IMG_3312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R2NEaVebHvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pKfi9Jolp1c/s320/IMG_3312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144030418619277042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boys had their Christmas concert and as always they enjoyed it. it was the last day of their music teacher and chongo's last Christmas performance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-4676024299564142451?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/4676024299564142451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=4676024299564142451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/4676024299564142451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/4676024299564142451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-concert.html' title='christmas concert'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R2NEaVebHvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pKfi9Jolp1c/s72-c/IMG_3312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-2807144857585087611</id><published>2007-12-05T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T09:46:27.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25th anniversary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R1gx6w09wGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9kc-0Gw9iKA/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R1gx6w09wGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9kc-0Gw9iKA/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140913860252647522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to say that today is my 25th anniversary. YAY!!!.... thank you lord for taking me this far.I'm so happy to have made it to this day,we had to go through a lot to get here but we made it, and it was all worth it. now I have 4 wonderful kids that I love with all my heart and 3 more that are in heaven waiting for us.Can you believe it I still feel butterflies in my tummy when ojitos gets home from work,and he can still make me blush when he sing a song to me.ohh what can I say "I Love this man of mine"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-2807144857585087611?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/2807144857585087611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=2807144857585087611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/2807144857585087611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/2807144857585087611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/12/25th-anniversary.html' title='25th anniversary...'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R1gx6w09wGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9kc-0Gw9iKA/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-4370405692768372730</id><published>2007-12-05T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T20:01:51.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitter sweet...</title><content type='html'>two weeks ago we went to see my brother give the sermon at their church which we were invited to go see him give it.  We enjoy going to see him , i always feel so proud of him when i see him up there and i can't help but think " O' Lord, i can't believe thats my brother. You have brought him so far."  I am so blessed to still have my brother because the was he was before would make me think that something was going to happen to him, but lets just leave that behind and enjoy what we have now.  In my brothers words, it was like he was saying someone else's story, i know i went through it but the way he said it, it just touched me.  Even when he was reading what i said in my blog, it sounded like it was someone else who had written that. So when i got home later on, i read my blog and compared it to what he had read....yep...it sure was the same one.... But it sounded like " WOW" ...I just want to say thank you chuy.  Thank you Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the service we stopped to buy some flowers and went to the cemetery to visit my son. He would be 19 if he were here with us. we haven't gone to the cemetery for a while, i felt guilty when i saw his tomb stone, it seemed so lonely, so dirty what use to be white was now brown. i know that he's not there, that he's in heaven but i couldn't stop feeling guilty. i was thinking " what did i do, this is my son, how could i have left him without coming for so long?" i turned around and looked at my kids faces, i cant explained how i saw them, it just looked like the reality of death hit them. all of them started helping to dig the can where the flowers go because it was all full of mud and we couldn't find it. Martin got on his knees and started digging it out . finally we got it out and martin went to go get some water, we cleaned the stone and we placed his flowers. as i knelt down by the stone i just started telling him that i was sorry for leaving him for so long, and just telling him to share his flowers with my parents and all the loved ones we have lost. as we were leaving, we saw this young woman crying by her car. chongo was able to read her lips saying " i hate this place" and yes, i hate that place too. but as lety has told me alot of times, we will see him again. and God hates death too. i dont know, if any one of you guys feel the way i do, i just wanted to share this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-4370405692768372730?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/4370405692768372730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=4370405692768372730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/4370405692768372730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/4370405692768372730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/12/bitter-sweet.html' title='bitter sweet...'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-8282486725063725554</id><published>2007-12-05T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T19:31:56.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've fallen and i can't get up...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday when we got to work we were getting ready to go to our positions. we noticed that the grass area had a lot of puddles, so we decided to close the grass that way the kids wouldn't fall and get all wet. Usually when we go out there are a lot of balls on the grass and belong upstairs, that day was no different, me and the other maria started picking up balls and taking them upstairs. On my second trip to the grass i was dragging my feet slowly because it was a little bit slippery and i didn't want to fall....i should have lifted my feet....because wouldn't you know it....i went sliding and onto my butt i fall. luckily i stopped myself with my elbow and my hand, otherwise i would have landed on my back too. but being the brave woman that i am, i stuck around doing my job with my wet clothes, not knowing that i was going to pay for it at night. My back started to ache, i was in alot of pain but i'm okay now. I'll just be more careful next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy's Side of the  Story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as you read at the beginning, the grass was wet, good thing i didnt have to go down, since i stay on the stairs. I was watching my mom and maria picking up the balls and seeing how wet that grass was each time they stepped on it. In my head i was thinking " oh hopefully none of them fall down". I turned around to look at the volleyball court when all of a sudden i hear a squeaky voice scream. I turned back around to see none other than my own mother on the floor. Sorry to say, but the first thing i did was.....LAUGH....come on...who wouldn't....especially if you were just thinking that....but turns out, it was mostly her fault....WHO DRAGS THEIR FEET when its slippery in order not to fall...thats just asking for it... anyways...thanks for listening to my side...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-8282486725063725554?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/8282486725063725554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=8282486725063725554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/8282486725063725554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/8282486725063725554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/12/ive-fallen-and-i-cant-get-up.html' title='i&apos;ve fallen and i can&apos;t get up...'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-1710488946796895894</id><published>2007-12-05T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T19:13:19.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its begining to look alot like christmas.....in hesperia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R1dorg09wEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2tnw3Rpf2v0/s1600-h/IMG_3288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R1dorg09wEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2tnw3Rpf2v0/s200/IMG_3288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140692596422459458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lights are up, inside and out. our Christmas tree is also up, Nancy was decorating the tree while I was outside electrocuting myself.  I plugged in some lights, and began checking to see if all the light bulbs were on, not knowing that one of them was broken, i touched it and got a big shock on my finger. i thought something had bit me, but no, it was just the shock. No worries, i turned out okay and went back to decorating the yard. We're ready for Christmas, the only thing missing now are the presents.....you know me....i always wait till the last minute. i hope i find something when i get to the store, and i'll need a lot of patiences with the big o' lines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-1710488946796895894?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/1710488946796895894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=1710488946796895894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/1710488946796895894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/1710488946796895894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-begining-to-look-alot-like.html' title='its begining to look alot like christmas.....in hesperia...'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R1dorg09wEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2tnw3Rpf2v0/s72-c/IMG_3288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-7254190873221126989</id><published>2007-12-03T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T14:03:47.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>decorating for christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-7a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=648518346367378554&amp;amp;site=widget-7a.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=648518346367378554&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7a.slide.com/p1/648518346367378554/bb_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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But i had a Bigger Doctor than them, telling me that it was gonna be alright, but my flesh wasn't letting me listen. As i would read in my bible, Him telling me not to worry about tomorrow. It was hard, i guess when we're going through hard things we just want the pain to stop when we can't handle it anymore but His timing is always perfect, we're the ones that always give up. I have so many things to be thankful for this thanksgiving, i will be able to enjoy it with my family, because last year i wasn't all there when we had thanksgiving dinner. but through this i saw that there are a lot of people who love me.  There was so many people that  i don't even know who they are that were praying for me. i guess what i want to say is that i am very blessed to be here, i am thankful that the lord took care of me and given me the chance to enjoy life, my family, and everyone that i love.....THANK YOU JESUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" he heals the broken hearted and binds up their wounds"- psalm 147:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" O my child. lay your heart in my hand, and let me heal it. yes, let me gather up your tears, for they are precious to me ( see psalm 56:8)" - from " come away my beloved."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-5879498199160022259?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/5879498199160022259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=5879498199160022259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/5879498199160022259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/5879498199160022259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-been-one-year.html' title='its been one year...'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-3136386118657567588</id><published>2007-11-19T21:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T21:45:48.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Official .......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R0JxozawHPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/viFzfgKqodw/s1600-h/IMG_3120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R0JxozawHPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/viFzfgKqodw/s200/IMG_3120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134791470966906098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R0JxpDawHQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0R9AdN5l310/s1600-h/IMG_3123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R0JxpDawHQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0R9AdN5l310/s200/IMG_3123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134791475261873410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R0JxpjawHRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WPPtVnHzbi0/s1600-h/IMG_3124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R0JxpjawHRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WPPtVnHzbi0/s200/IMG_3124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134791483851808018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R0JxpjawHSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/608nJW5A77w/s1600-h/senior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R0JxpjawHSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/608nJW5A77w/s200/senior.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134791483851808034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Friday my son came home from school all excited with his tassel hanging by a spike of his hair, screaming... " mom, its official...its official..i graduate this may"....so i gave him a hug and told him  how proud i am of them and we went inside the house and martin tells me, " mom, one more year, and it'll be me"...the boys than asked me " how does it feel to have three graduates in the family?"...what can i say, just that i'm proud of them, and i am so blessed to have such wonderful kids. Ojitos is extremely proud of them, as he looked at the three pictures with the tassel hanging on the side, you could see the shine in his eyes, that of a proud papa...saying " we just need one more"... thank you Lord for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as you can see, those three pictures are of my 3 high school graduates  of their senior years. i only need my baby, and it'll be complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-3136386118657567588?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/3136386118657567588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=3136386118657567588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R0JrrTawHOI/AAAAAAAAADs/vDiW45DaR7o/s1600-h/IMG_3122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R0JrrTawHOI/AAAAAAAAADs/vDiW45DaR7o/s200/IMG_3122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134784916846812386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after seven years of marriage my uncle and his wife finally had a little boy.  his name is Julio  manuel ramirez. thank you Lord for the gift of children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-3447327436562878543?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/3447327436562878543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/R0JrrTawHOI/AAAAAAAAADs/vDiW45DaR7o/s72-c/IMG_3122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-7056958907780067950</id><published>2007-11-02T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T19:04:49.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>monday motivation</title><content type='html'>since my wedding seems to be getting closer , me and nancy decided to start a diet she had bought. monday was our first day, i was so motivated  that i decided to go walk on the treadmill. i went into the garage with my glass of water in my hand. i got on the treadmill, put my glass down on the cup holder, turned on the treadmill and started walking.....well it was too slow for me, so i decided to speed it up a bit. once it started going i had to start jogging....when i started, my cup started moving up and down with the motion, so i tried getting it that way it wouldn't fall....well once i reached i lost my balance and.....well u guys get the image right?? if not, let me help.....i fell on the treadmill and went flying off it. i got up like the strong person i am, without crying and went into the house.....once i got in i started laughing, i couldn't hold it in. i told ojitos and nancy what had happened and they started laughing. nancy was laughing so hard that tears were spilling out of her eyes.  all three of us couldn't keep from laughing.after oj saw the bruise and scraps on  my knee, he became serious and started telling me that i should have been more careful.&lt;br /&gt;word of advice ...if your treadmill comes with a safety clip...use it!.....don't pull a LuLu and wrap it around your treadmill instead of your hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-7056958907780067950?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=648518346364110975&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7f.slide.com/p1/648518346364110975/ms_t021_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=648518346364110975&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7f.slide.com/p2/648518346364110975/ms_t021_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we decided to make tamales. it all started off good, everyone was helping, martin was even singing to us while we were making them. i was enjoying my kids all around me, making me laugh and making some weird looking tamales. we always have fun when we're all together. i think i got excited too soon because one by one my kids started disappearing. i was left all by myself making tamales. as i was sitting there by myself making them i started thinking, when i was a little girl i remember my mom and my grandma making a big o tub of masa. i never knew how hard they worked to please us, until now that i have to make my own tamales. i guess we are never thankful for what we have until its gone. wiping a tear ( hopefully it didnt fall inside a tamale)  i said thank you mom for everything. this morning i couldn't get up from bed. my body was aching everywhere, even my legs were hurting. oh i guess it was all worth it, spending the time with my kids and seeing them enjoy the finished product. love you kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-5833194183426272328?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/5833194183426272328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-27856924739860347</id><published>2007-10-23T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T19:43:22.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All This Just Pho You....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-56.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-56.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" 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We had had plans to go eat some Pho together. i woke up at 8, claudia woke up a short while after me and i went in to wake up nancy. I went in singing her a song to brighten  up her day, you know how everyone just loved being woken up with a lovely song.....hahaha....we looked out the window and saw smoke coming from the mountains in front of our house, nancy was still asleep that she thought they were clouds. we start getting ready, when we were all ready we had to feed the animals before we could leave....took us a while to feed the goats......the dogs.....the birds.....and the cat. soon after jamie arrived, we were finally ready to start our road trip down the hill. as we were heading down the hill we came to a place were it was so windy that we came across trucks that had flipped on their side. at one point the traffic came to a stop, all the cars started to move onto the emergency lane, as we got closer we saw that it was another over turned truck that was taking up all the "real" lanes. finally we get to lety's house, we said hi to everyone and i sat down with my grandma, to my surprise my grandma didn't have any teeth. lety had mentioned that she had gotten dentures, but i did not realize she meant for the top and bottom. i just thought she meant for the top. i know my grandma is old, but when i saw her it just made her look older. i kind of wanted to laugh but i held it in. she reminded me of her mom.  i was helping her with a puzzle that she had been doing, when lety realized i was helping her, she told me not to help her, because she would take her past time away....but it was hard....it was addicting.....i found myself enjoying it....i guess its good practice....for when i have to do them...so it was time pho lunch....we all finally headed out the door for a phoful( is that even a word.....well...we'll pretend)  lunch. it was very nice, spending time with lety and angie, we always have fun when we hang out together. wish we could do it more often but i cant seem to get over my fear of driving on the freeway. we finally finished and the girls headed out to get themselves some ice cream while lety and i stayed behind paying the bill.  as we were heading out the door i heard the waitress and the busboy talking in their language and looking at me, til finally the waitress said " no tip?"...so i just pointed and said " its up there" ( side note...from writer...can you believe that, i would of gone back and taken it away...). after it was time to go home because martin had called us and asked to be picked up from school because he wasnt feeling well. we head home.... well it turned out that the 15 freeway was closed...after driving around in circles we get on the 215 and hit a patch of traffic....we of course were expecting that because the 15 was suppose to be closed....well that wasn't the reason.....the freeway was on FIRE.....yes it was....but it seemed like they had already tried putting it out so it wasn't a big fire.  as we were trying to get home, ojitos was trying to find a way home too. we finally got home.  oh what an adventure. shortly after oj gets home too. hope i didnt bore you with this long blog. but we were asked for a new blog....so here it is....extra long...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-27856924739860347?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/27856924739860347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=27856924739860347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/27856924739860347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/27856924739860347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-this-just-pho-you.html' title='All This Just Pho You....'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-1424637085064037614</id><published>2007-10-23T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:46:58.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/Rx5dRncRzwI/AAAAAAAAADk/fKxzPYVZCPE/s1600-h/IMG_2450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/Rx5dRncRzwI/AAAAAAAAADk/fKxzPYVZCPE/s200/IMG_2450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124635983220952834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               Happy Birthday Bekah................We Love You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-1424637085064037614?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/1424637085064037614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=1424637085064037614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/1424637085064037614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/1424637085064037614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/10/birthday-wishes.html' title='Birthday wishes'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/Rx5dRncRzwI/AAAAAAAAADk/fKxzPYVZCPE/s72-c/IMG_2450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-8074025501322474796</id><published>2007-10-16T17:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T17:49:20.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/RxVbYHcRzsI/AAAAAAAAADE/Rq5MDBksn_Y/s1600-h/IMG_2811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/RxVbZXcRzvI/AAAAAAAAADc/zE6xkmczQIU/s200/IMG_2831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122100642551287538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; we have a new addition to our family farm. we got a new kitten today.  now we're all set. we have 8 dogs, 6 goats, about 4 birds and now one kitten. dont you guys think he's so cute. we haven't made up a name for him, we're having a bit of trouble in that department.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-8074025501322474796?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/8074025501322474796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=8074025501322474796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/8074025501322474796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/8074025501322474796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-have-new-addition-to-our-family-farm.html' title=''/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/RxVbYHcRzsI/AAAAAAAAADE/Rq5MDBksn_Y/s72-c/IMG_2811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-8408664119056423624</id><published>2007-10-10T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:16:59.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trust</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we needed some groceries but I didn't want to go to the big stores because of all the people, so I went to this new place that just opened not to long ago.Its somewhat of a mom and pop produce store. Their veggies are cheaper than regular stores. When it was time for me to pay i did as usual, paid with my atm card and i saw that it was approved, but the lady's machine didnt have paper so she began placing the paper into the machine and she wanted me to redo my atm. i did, but it didn't work. She asked me to do it once again and once again it didn't work. I explained to her that the first time i had done it, the machine had approved my card,after all that you won't believe what she did....she let me come home with my groceries telling me that she would call me at night if it had gone through, and if not i'd have to go back and pay her. So i left her my number, and she gave me hers. turns out, it had gone through, so i called her and let her know that it was paid for.  Can you guys believe that she trusted me and she didn't even know me, its not like i've gone into that store all the time, it was actually only my second time. I was just surprised that theres still people out there that trust strangers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-8408664119056423624?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/8408664119056423624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=8408664119056423624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/8408664119056423624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/8408664119056423624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/10/trust.html' title='trust'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-2582024933011474398</id><published>2007-10-09T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T20:03:11.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my personal writer</title><content type='html'>okay i know you guys have been complimenting me on my blogs, but i think its time to be honest.....i have my personal writer...her name is nancy....i tell her what to write and she improves it. its hard for me to get my spelling right and its hard for me to type fast because if it was me typing, i would be typing all day long....since i am a one finger typer.so i would like to take this time to thank my personal writer, thank you nancy love you, even if i make you mad sometimes by teasing you, and singing songs to you ( you're welcome)   dont get me wrong, these are my thoughts, she just makes some of them a little more interesting.  so thank you for your compliments. love you all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-2582024933011474398?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/2582024933011474398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=2582024933011474398' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/2582024933011474398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/2582024933011474398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-personal-writer.html' title='my personal writer'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-6211677975847099785</id><published>2007-10-09T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T09:57:58.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>push hard,push fast...</title><content type='html'>Nancy and I recently took a CPR and first aid class that took 4 hours. it was one of those classes were you are hands on, meaning no videos and no tests.Before we went into the classroom, nancy and i had eaten pizza and garlic bread for lunch, good thing we had to work on a mannequin. it was real interesting, putting your mannequin together. As we start to give our first puffs and pushes, you can hear people popping their mannequins lungs, keep in mind, this is suppose to be a real life situation...Oh i should mention, before we started the teacher told anyone with a bad knee to use the table, while everyone else was on their knees on the floor ( they were provide with knee pads, dont feel bad for them) me being as old as i am and with a bad knee i was able to stand by the table. so we started....first we had to do one minute non-stop ( which seemed forever) than we had to do 3 minutes non-stop, and than 5 minutes. 2 puffs 30 pushes. these aren't small pushes we are talking about, they wanted aggressive pushes. they taught us about adult, child and infant. At the end of the 4 hour class we went home excited and wanted to compare stories with Oj ( for those of you who don't know, he is also CPR certified through his work). that night we went to bed with our arms sore from all the pushing. the next morning nancy woke up sore from her butt and couldn't even sit down, poor her when we had to take a trip down the hill to say bye to an aunt that was leaving to mexico. she kept complaining about her butt hurting, and i would tell her " my butt doesnt hurt" not remembering that i was standing. Now that i'm CPR certified i'm ready to jump into action...so much so that a truck passed by the house and made a loud noise, i thought was a car accident, i jumped from the sofa saying " there was a car accident" ready to practice what i learned....but then i looked out the window and my excitement came crashing down when it turned out to be just a dump truck. i know it sound bad, but remember, i like watching ER shows....i like being in the action. Now that i'm CPR certified ...I'M READY....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-6211677975847099785?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/6211677975847099785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=6211677975847099785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/6211677975847099785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/6211677975847099785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/10/push-hardpush-fast.html' title='push hard,push fast...'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-8686730094709066326</id><published>2007-10-08T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T19:38:49.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here comes the tears.....again</title><content type='html'>this weekend I went to TJ to pick up my uncle's wife. it was just me and Oj all the way to Tj. we left the kids behind because they don't seem to be very fond of Tj, especially Nancy, she doesn't like the border patrol asking her were she was born and the looks they seem to give people...you know Nancy and her temper. we got there 35 mins before her plane arrived , as i'm sitting there waiting for her to come out of that room i would see an older person hugging a younger relative and crying, i would join in on their tears. it kept happening over and over, i guess it was just me thinking " that could of been me hugging my parents as they would arrive from a long trip" but then reality would strike, theres no way i'd be hugging my parents soon. the interesting thing is that the night before as i was looking through my bible i found a scripture that i had underlined in 1995 on a bible that lety had given me. it goes .." and I declare that the dead, who have already died, are happier than the living ,  who are still alive but better than both is he who has not yet been, who has not seen the evil that is done under the sun"-Ecclesiastes 4:2-3. God was preparing me for the weekend because i'd been crying the whole week before, i always cry when its getting close to some special day and today is my dad's birthday. so it was just to tell me that i shouldn't be sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-8686730094709066326?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/8686730094709066326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=8686730094709066326' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/8686730094709066326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/8686730094709066326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/10/here-comes-tearsagain.html' title='here comes the tears.....again'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-1798609213774280165</id><published>2007-10-05T14:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T14:21:34.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-93.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-93.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; 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I am so excited after almost 25 years of marriage. I am excited to be doing it again, I can't explain my feelings. I think, I think.....I LOVE THIS MAN OF MINE....The plans for this wedding are now up and running. If you guys have any ideas feel free to leave them here. Mark your calendars for April or May. I haven't asked my brother yet ( chuy if you're reading this..) cause I want him to be the one that marries me. Once again I say I am EXCITED. Like Nancy would say " Mom-2, Daughters- 0"....HAHAHAHAHAHA....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-6861906223112836464?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/6861906223112836464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=6861906223112836464' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/6861906223112836464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/6861906223112836464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/10/he-said-yes.html' title='HE SAID YES!!'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834703045785492288.post-4266304437204331513</id><published>2007-10-03T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:27:03.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Goofy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;So this is my first blog after i found out that i had it since 2006 without knowing. For those of you who know me, you know that i love life and i recently turned .....dare i say it......40...AHHHH!! I was always scared of getting old, but now i realized why i was scared.It's not because I'm going to get gray hair,wrinkly,fat and ugly.(well i don't know,this is scary too) :0 But on a serious note, if I can even be serious( for all of you who know me), I was scared of getting old because I thought that I was going to die when I turned 40. When i got sick last year I was thinking " Yup, it is true, I am gonna die when I'm 40".  I went through some scary stuff but the Lord helped me out, He never left my side. I was recently reading my Bible and i figured it out that the only one that knows when my time is up is God. Now I am going to keep living my life without being scared of dying every time my birthday gets close and keep being me goofy and weird self.....because word out in the street is I'm weird....what gave people that idea (...Angie). Well I hope I haven't bored you with my very first blog, I'll try to get better at this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834703045785492288-4266304437204331513?l=lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/feeds/4266304437204331513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834703045785492288&amp;postID=4266304437204331513' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/4266304437204331513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834703045785492288/posts/default/4266304437204331513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lulus-blog-lulu.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-to-goofy.html' title='Back to Goofy'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244057831620295524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7JHGgs7w2E/SSXwk0dDc3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ln6HG6_ZHDM/S220/scan0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
