<?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-5935598324568619996</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:13:27.465-05:00</updated><category term='.'/><title type='text'>The Page Family</title><subtitle type='html'>A Small Town Texas Girl now An Army Wife living in Germany!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>177</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-3243929422604380143</id><published>2011-12-30T17:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T18:12:00.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for Christmas we decided that we was going to spend it together and have presents and everything for each other because we realized it has not been since 2006 they we have actually been home at our own house to do Christmas together!&lt;div&gt;2010 - We had Beka and was in Texas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009 - Jeremy deployed right before Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2008 - We spent Christmas in Disney World&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2007 - He was in AIT and I was living in Texas so he come home for it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2006- We were in Utah! And we actually did Christmas together that year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this year we spent it together.  We both agree to get each other ipods for Christmas because we both have been needing them and since I plan to go to the gym more often I thought it would be a good idea.  Well we did not plan anything big for a meal or anything and then Thursday Jeremy found out there was some Single soldiers that had no place to go and plans were just to spend it hanging in their rooms so we said "No we will have a big dinner and come over and hang out and we will play games or what not."  So I wanted to do a Turkey but there was no way to defrost and cook a turkey in 3 days.  So trying to decide what would feed 5 people we went with Chickens.  So we made 2 5lbs Oven Roasted Chickens, Green Bean Casseroles, Home made Mashed Potatoes, Gravy, Cranberries, and Stuffing.  Also while I cooked I had pigs in a blanket to snack on, a meat and cheese plate, and devil eggs.  Then for dessert it was my cupcakes and cookies that we still had.  I think it turn out to be a lot of fun and those soldiers keep begging Jeremy when can they come back over to eat.  So I guess it was good.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways it was a nice Christmas and I was glad to be over here and learn some of the culture and traditions that goes on here in Germany and I hope to remember them when we head back to the US.  We did miss all our friends and family though and hoped Everyone had a Merry Christmas!  Here are some pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Red &amp;amp; Silver Christmas Tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WYZ8AVoHVY/Tv5A6-IovvI/AAAAAAAABGw/qSj-RHkt3Tw/s1600/SANY0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WYZ8AVoHVY/Tv5A6-IovvI/AAAAAAAABGw/qSj-RHkt3Tw/s320/SANY0577.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692058360898698994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just some of the cookies I made!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ended up making in ONE day: 42 decorate Sugar Cookies, 39 cupcakes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; 40 Non-bake Oatmeal cookies and a whole bunch of Peanut Butter Balls! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will NEVER try to make so much in one day EVERY again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RIwXluGy-CM/Tv5A57NHocI/AAAAAAAABGo/v9NKlp9_dS0/s1600/SANY0584.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/-RIwXluGy-CM/Tv5A57NHocI/AAAAAAAABGo/v9NKlp9_dS0/s320/SANY0584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692058342932324802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay I have to stop and explain something here.  Up until December 20 we had only had some snow flurries once and they did not even stick to the ground at all. Well, December 20th Jeremy had to go to the DR in Landstuhl and he had to be at the bus stop at 5am that morning.  Well, we got up at 4:30 to take him and I wait till he got on the bus and then came home to go back to bed around 5:30am.  Anyways it was a nice morning: I notice it was very cold but the sky was clear the roads was clear it was not raining or nothing, A very nice morning! Well I woke up about 10am and the first thing I do is getting on facebook to see that someone posted "It Snowed".  I am like what are they talking about it did not.  So has I walk to my windows thinking no way.  And what does my eyes see SNOW and LOTS of it.  So here are some pictures I took right then.  I am just so thankful the snow waited until after  5am to snow!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is looking out our backyard at the playground! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-te9b2EYVasE/Tv5A5u0_9-I/AAAAAAAABGY/MmuDZXPQxpE/s1600/SANY0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-te9b2EYVasE/Tv5A5u0_9-I/AAAAAAAABGY/MmuDZXPQxpE/s320/SANY0630.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692058339609933794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is looking out the front. LOTS of snow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-apZdhBW1Ee8/Tv5A40q7MXI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Fs8XqOfUo7w/s1600/SANY0627.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/-apZdhBW1Ee8/Tv5A40q7MXI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Fs8XqOfUo7w/s320/SANY0627.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692058323998421362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was our OFFICIAL first snow fall on December 4 or 5!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't remember but it did not stay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8pzvMFxS4OI/Tv5A4oGzSMI/AAAAAAAABGA/zJRk7kLwJss/s1600/SANY0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8pzvMFxS4OI/Tv5A4oGzSMI/AAAAAAAABGA/zJRk7kLwJss/s320/SANY0569.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692058320625682626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-3243929422604380143?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/3243929422604380143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=3243929422604380143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3243929422604380143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3243929422604380143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WYZ8AVoHVY/Tv5A6-IovvI/AAAAAAAABGw/qSj-RHkt3Tw/s72-c/SANY0577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-8626945311331905856</id><published>2011-12-30T17:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T17:45:15.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Markets</title><content type='html'>So here in Germany a big thing that starts in November and last till Christmas Eve and right before Christmas is Weihnachtsmarkt. Which is German for Christmas market! We did not get to go off and see some of the big ones due to Jeremy's health right now but we did get to spend some time at the one in town and the one in Wurzburg.  It was neat but I don't really see the big deal.  It is just a market area of little shops from toys, to scarfs, to Christmas ornaments, and then LOTS of food.  We did get into collecting these little mugs they have there.  See when you buy something to drink it is hot (they did not have like cola or anything).  It was stuff like hot chocolate and hot spice drinks where they add wines or such to them.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeremy fell in love with the Kinder Punch.  Kinder Punch is kinda like the punch they make for adults but it does not have alcohol so it is kinda like a kool-aide heated up and served hot.  Well when you buy it they dont serve it in paper cups but ceramics mugs that say the market and the year.  You pay 4 Euro for the drink and if you bring the mug back you get 2 Euro back but we never did that so now we have a collection of about 6 of them.  We also got us  a nativity set and 2 nutcrackers this year from the market.  We also bought most of the presents that we sent back to Texas from the markets.  Jeremy loved to go to the markets for the food me not so much other then the chocolate. OH MY GOSH! They dip EVERYTHING in chocolate over here: Chocolate cover: grapes, pineapple, strawberries, chili peppers, bananas, cherries, marshmallows, and pears are the things I can remember off the top of my head.  The other big thing is roasted nuts and crepes, but I can't say I tried either of those.  Our last time at the market here in Schweinfurt Jeremy got me to tried the Belgium waffle with powder sugar..and lets just say I was in LOVE!  Now I want another one.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways well, here is a couple of pictures from the markets for yall to enjoy!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the welcome sign for Wurzburg Market &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_HLVtVZzXas/Tv47ypnL_KI/AAAAAAAABF0/hSGEjhDb_9o/s1600/SANY0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_HLVtVZzXas/Tv47ypnL_KI/AAAAAAAABF0/hSGEjhDb_9o/s320/SANY0554.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692052720392600738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy, Sarah &amp;amp; Justin (our neighbors) getting some Bratwurst! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-drDB0yJSfqU/Tv47xTp6QfI/AAAAAAAABFo/7AsaeUgOHV8/s1600/SANY0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-drDB0yJSfqU/Tv47xTp6QfI/AAAAAAAABFo/7AsaeUgOHV8/s320/SANY0559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692052697318572530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful Christmas decoration down the alley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T86JQzoJhUA/Tv47wz-BhmI/AAAAAAAABFc/MWVxYjD3d64/s1600/SANY0564.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/-T86JQzoJhUA/Tv47wz-BhmI/AAAAAAAABFc/MWVxYjD3d64/s320/SANY0564.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692052688813000290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Schweinfurt Christmas Market and Their Christmas Tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZetTnZNfufs/Tv47wS5omHI/AAAAAAAABFQ/b_cMMX4ukWU/s1600/SANY0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZetTnZNfufs/Tv47wS5omHI/AAAAAAAABFQ/b_cMMX4ukWU/s320/SANY0568.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692052679936219250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A not so busy day at the market you can see the little broths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jceDFaXszpQ/Tv47wNkQCLI/AAAAAAAABFE/OfnaMEPVOgI/s1600/SANY0594.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/-jceDFaXszpQ/Tv47wNkQCLI/AAAAAAAABFE/OfnaMEPVOgI/s320/SANY0594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692052678504351922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-8626945311331905856?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/8626945311331905856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=8626945311331905856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8626945311331905856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8626945311331905856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-markets.html' title='Christmas Markets'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_HLVtVZzXas/Tv47ypnL_KI/AAAAAAAABF0/hSGEjhDb_9o/s72-c/SANY0554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-1376785812254543273</id><published>2011-12-13T14:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T14:40:11.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I never thought I would Say this</title><content type='html'>So, for many of yall that know me or have been following my blog since the beginning know the real reason I begun to write on here.  That reason was my way to deal with infertility and having was having so much stress and depression for feeling like I would never be able to have a child.  Back then I was seeking a Infertility Doctor and was doing the whole tracking everything and on clomid and was really trying but not successful at all.    Then Jeremy deployed and I had time to think and get myself together.  &lt;div&gt;Then when we found out that we was going to go to Germany I been to do my research where I learned that it would be cheaper to do an IVF here.  I am not up to the point of waiting to really do a IVF but we plan on focusing on starting over at step 1 and see if we will have any luck with a new doctor.  That is what what on my mind and my first dr appointment here the first thing I mention that I wanted to get to a Reproduction Specialize.  Well, that never happen and I am not making that appointment to bring that subject up, WHY? you ask&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, since Jeremy has been having so many health problems and now he can't drive or for that matter do anything I don't think I should run off and TRY to get pregnant.  It would just make things more stressful right now I feel.  The other day the Dr ask if we have kids and Jeremy responded "No, thankfully"  That is when it hit me, for years we have been praying and begging to have a child, but right now I am glad that the Lord knew what he was doing.  He had a plan in all of this.   I mean right now with Jeremy's seizures I sometimes have a lot of troubles watching it and I really could not think about what that would do to a child.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I never thought I would say that I am thankful that the Lord knew what he was doing and right now we don't have a child.  This being sad I am learning to live with that, but this does not mean I don't every want a child.  Right now we are focusing on Jeremy and getting him better.  Then we will go back to trying when the time is right.  Also if we ended up having to get out and end up back in Southeast Texas we want to go and adopted children out of the foster care!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I think I can finally say "Yes I have no children" and smile and not want to run off crying! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-1376785812254543273?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/1376785812254543273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=1376785812254543273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1376785812254543273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1376785812254543273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-never-thought-i-would-say-this.html' title='I never thought I would Say this'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-688331228033368125</id><published>2011-12-13T13:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T14:08:57.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>Sorry I have not written in a while.  Things have been so crazy and I just can't get my thoughts together to write.  So I thought I would finally sit down and write about what has been going on the last month or so.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 31st Birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 14th of the month was my birthday and my neighbor's birthday was the 12th so we spent the weekend letting the guys wait on us.  That Friday on the 12th we both went for a "Day at the Spa" experience.  I got my a massage, facial, medicare, pedicure and it was nice.  Then we did not really do anything big,  Saturday night we went out to eat with our neighbors to this wonderful Italian place.  I loved it.  I have falling in love with bruschetta and pesto sauce.  I total went vegetarian that night and had a pesto spaghetti.  I have to say it was so good.  I am not a big birthday celebration person cause it starts to get to me that we are getting older and still have not been able to have children.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well then the night before my birthday Jeremy's pasting out spells were getting worst and he start shaking so he ended up going to the hospital that night and actually had to spend the week there.  I was very upset to say the least I had to spend my birthday alone.  But, it is all good.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then 2 weeks later he ended up right back in the hospital.  This time it was bad how he ended up there.  We went up to the hospital to get a couple of his discharged papers and all the reports but while in the lobby he feel down and had a seizure.  Everyone freak out and sent down The ER nurses who demanded that he has to go to the ER and get checked out.  So finally agreeing they put him on a bed and was taking him up there and then all of a sudden he had another attack on the bed and lucky a couple of the nurses were able to hold him on the bed before he fell out.  Then because of that they sent him straight to ICU and he had to stay over night there.  But he got out the next morning and sent to a regular room for 3 more days.  Just a little update we are still trying to figure out what exactly is going on with Jeremy these day.  He is having Epilepsy seizures and they are being to show up on the EEGs but they are not matching the pattern that epilepsy seizures have.  They have him taking 2 different Epilepsy medicine which right now has not helped at all.  So hopefully we will find out soon what is going to happen.  He is going to Landstuhl tomorrow so hopefully they help us get answers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-688331228033368125?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/688331228033368125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=688331228033368125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/688331228033368125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/688331228033368125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/12/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4038251296450386029</id><published>2011-11-01T15:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T16:51:48.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving</title><content type='html'>So a couple months ago between Jeremy's trip to the hospital I went to take the Driver's Test here in Germany to see if I could pass it on the first time and Guess what...I DID!  So now I have had my German license for a month and half but was still neveous about actually having to drive in German.  I mean I learn what the signs means but taking the meanings in effect is another story.  Well, my neighbor has a car and he has his license but she does not yet so he is always driving us around when he is off work.  So a couple of weeks ago he let me take the wheel so I would learn how to drive.  It was not that bad.  So the next day I took me and his wife to the library and PX so yeah I am getting use to driving in Germany slowly.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, then Friday the car we are thinking about buying arrived in Germany so I needed to take it for a test drive.  I was thinking a test drive just around the block and stay on post.  Well the car dealer was like take it for a drive get on the autobahn and down town I was like no way.  So I convince my neighbors cause he somewhat knows his way around and is used to driving in Germany.  So he help me get there we drove off post and down the road and jumped on the Autobahn that goes around Schweinfurt.  Then took the 2nd extra to get back into Schweinfurt which bought me into it on the other size of town where I have never been.  Now I was really scared lost in a new car in town.  But guess what?! I did it and did not cry!!  I was really proud of myself!  So I did it!  Not so bad!  Soon I will be driving all over the place.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4038251296450386029?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4038251296450386029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4038251296450386029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4038251296450386029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4038251296450386029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/11/driving.html' title='Driving'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-3981000702964302264</id><published>2011-10-10T07:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T07:39:21.478-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Krankenhaus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i94MSgLOLoU/TpLSOaKCKoI/AAAAAAAABE8/8vwYcJOU3OE/s1600/Hospital.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i94MSgLOLoU/TpLSOaKCKoI/AAAAAAAABE8/8vwYcJOU3OE/s320/Hospital.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661818826539543170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Krankenhaus is a place you don't want to be!  Krankenhaus is the word for hospital.  Yes that is right I am writing a blog about hospitals!! Jeremy has spend a totally of 11 nights in the past 3 weeks so I have had to learn all about KRANKENHAUS!  So I just thought I would share!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Their rooms are semi-private!  Which means your bed is 2 foot from someone else's bed and there is no curtain or anything in the middle.  You can bay 50EUR for a private room but that adds up.  11 nights @ 50 EUR a night = 550 EUR which is $747.39 USD.  And I don't have that kind of money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* After the age of 11 you can not have any one stay the night with you.  As the DR told me, he is fine in the hospital with nurses and DR and don't need family there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Dinner is served at lunch and lunch at Dinner!  Confused?! Germans eat a bigger lunch and a small dinner, so Jeremy is starving every night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The food sucks!!!!  For Breakfast you get pastries.  That is all Germans eat for breakfast anyways stupid pastries. (Sorry never was a fan of pastries.. I want eggs, bacon, and hash-browns so bad!!!!)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; - For Lunch is when you get real food has Jeremy says.  Normally it is a meat and some kind of potatoes dumplings or something then a side salad.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Dinner - the the worst meal.  All it is 2 pieces of wheat bread, a tray with a couple of slices of some kind of lunch meat like salami or cold cuts, and then if you are lucky you get cheese (only sometimes they put cheese on there) Then some Joghurt (Yogurt) and maybe a soup.  Boring!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Doctors only come around once a day.  So you just sit there in the bed all day waiting to see what happens.  The nurses will never tell you anything either if you try to ask them.  They just say "I don't know" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You know those cute scrubs that the nurses wear in the US with cartoon characters and all that on them? Well here you don't see any of those you just see a LOT of white.  That is right every one wears WHITE.  The nurses wear white top and white pants and the nurses wear the same just will have the white DR coat over that.  So you never know really you are seeing some kinds because everyone is in white!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* After about 8- 9 pm they shut the hospital down just about.  They make you turn off the light in your room and then will turn off the light in the hallways and all that.  The hospital will start to get really scary then.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Also you are not just given a room number like 503, like in the states.  And normally in the states that means like the 5th floor and then you just find their room.   Here you are put into wards (or stations) then you have a room number.  So that is the information you need to find someone in the hospital.  Like last time Jeremy was in Ward 11 Room 14 and this time he is in Ward 12 Room #4.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, that is about all I can think about right now.. I miss the wonderful USA! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-3981000702964302264?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/3981000702964302264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=3981000702964302264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3981000702964302264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3981000702964302264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/10/krankenhaus.html' title='Krankenhaus'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i94MSgLOLoU/TpLSOaKCKoI/AAAAAAAABE8/8vwYcJOU3OE/s72-c/Hospital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-7065635391238712625</id><published>2011-10-02T15:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T16:47:30.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Health</title><content type='html'>Okay, sorry I have not updated about our wonderful time in Germany, things are just not going that wonderful the past 3 weeks.  Before this though we did take a fun trip to Potterstein and I went to Bamberg.  I maybe later will post some pictures of those time but right now I fell like talking about our past 2-3 weeks.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeremy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will start with him well 2 times before I came to Germany he was put in the hospital because he was having abdomen pains at work and they got so bad that he passed out.  Both times in the hospital they were never able to figure out a cause for the pain and said he just passed out due to the pain.  Well, September 16 he was in pain at work but it was manageable then on the 17 he was off work due to us getting our Household stuff.  That morning he was not feeling good but they came early and had our bed set up by noon.  So Jeremy went and laid down and me and the neighbor worked on the house and started unpacking.  At 4pm he thought he felt better and was going to go down the street and get us some German pillows.  But, he only maid it to the couch because he was in so much pain after getting up.  Well about 730pm he got up again to get something to drink and I was on the computer in the living room.  All I heard was him hitting the floor and I could see his legs on the ground.  I went and tried everything to wake him and I could tell he was breathing so I did not panic to bad.  But, after about 10 minutes of me not being able to wake him I called my neighbors over to see what I should do.  (Plus I did not know the number to 911) After he saw him and could not get him to wake up he decide to call it in and said that he needs to at least be looked after.  Well, the paramedic came and said he needed to go to the hospital so they took us to the hospital.  well, that night in the ER they gave him pain medicine though an IV and decide to keep him over night and would decide Tuesday morning what they were going to do.  Well, Jeremy ended up staying till Saturday they ran every time of blood test, 24hr Urine, blood pressure and EKG, and nothing. The DR said he tested for Gallstones, kidney stones, Appendix and also rare diseases and could not find anything.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, he was off from work Sunday but Monday went back to work.  He was doing okay but still we hurting and not feeling well.  So then Wednesday he went to sick call to see a DR because his CO wants him to go to Landstuhl which is an Army hospital 4 hours away.  Well that morning on the way he passed out on the bus on the way to the DR and he said he remembers sitting there then the next thing he knew 4 soldiers looking over him.  So they help him get to the clinic.  Well, he saw the DR and she really did not say anything just put a refer in and put him on light duty and he can't drive a car, ride a bike or do anything like that.  So now we are just waiting on the refer.  Thursday morning while getting ready for work he passed out and then he did it today at church.  Just sitting there at church listening next thing he knew he was on the ground with 4 people looking at him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I hope we can get an appointment at Landstuhl soon and they are able to figure this all out.  It is really stressing me out cause I hate for him to walk to the store or anything cause we never know when he will pass out.  His unit has been mentioning chaptering him out for this or giving him a medically discharge.  At first he was really upset about either one but now if it happens then let it be, we will figure out what to do then right now we just have to figure out what is going on.  So wish that we found out the problem.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I was not going to do this on the internet but I just want to type it so here it is: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I am goign to keep my issue simple I dont want to dwell on it.  ANd MALE READERS you might not want to read it but I am going to keep it simply.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so everyone knows I can't have kids and I have a lot of female issues but the past 3 weeks have been a new adventures.  For the past 3 weeks I have been bleeding and cramping the worst I have every had in my life.  I never had bad periods but this is crazy.  I am tired of hurting and the cost of 3 boxes of pads a week.  I am just so tired of it.  So I went in to talk with a nurse last Friday (the 23rd) because I could not get an appointment with a DR until Oct 11th.  Well, the nurse panic and told me to go to the ER (keep in mind this day I did this Jeremy was still in the hospital) which I told her I could not go to the ER today.  Well she went and explain my history to a DR who had the NERVE to come in there and tell me I was having a miscarriage.  The DR told me that there was not reason to go to the ER unless it gets worst just to take some BC and take ibuprofen for pain.  So now it has been another week and still the same problems I just keep taking the BC and ibuprofen for the pain each day and it helps the pain but every morning and night I start cramping again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So between what is going on between my husband and me we have not had time to think.  We just look at each other laugh cause we lay in pain and wish we were home.  Sorry Germany is so not winning us over!!  And if I am having a miscarriage I did not know and I don't even want to think about it, I keep telling myself it is probably something else cause I don't want to dwell on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyways sorry i wrote a book but I feel like we been ran over and ran over and I am just so ready to go home.  Don't feel sorry for us we are holding it together both of us keep stressing over the other one but together we know we will figure out both of our problems (just hoping sooner then later)   I promise my next post will be more CHEERFUL!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-7065635391238712625?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/7065635391238712625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=7065635391238712625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7065635391238712625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7065635391238712625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/10/poor-health.html' title='Poor Health'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-2868288951745815826</id><published>2011-09-12T13:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T14:20:41.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wurzburg</title><content type='html'>So, In August one weekend we decide to go for a few hours to visit another city and walk around and do a little site seeing.  So after looking at a few towns around here and what is in Bavarian (the state that we live it) we decide to go to Wurzburg.  Wurzburg is an old nice city, bigger then Schweinfurt.  So what did we do we got up Saturday morning and hope on a TRAIN! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qc_J6-TTq64/Tm5DsxpM-nI/AAAAAAAABE0/YuGggiTYyl0/s1600/SANY0103.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-qc_J6-TTq64/Tm5DsxpM-nI/AAAAAAAABE0/YuGggiTYyl0/s320/SANY0103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651529018916010610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About 30 minutes later we arrived at the city of Wurzburg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a piece of the Castle which we did not visit this trip..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Decide to save something for next time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rkPHv3UHu78/Tm5DsvaaqtI/AAAAAAAABEs/sJ7dUMxgCPM/s1600/P8200353.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rkPHv3UHu78/Tm5DsvaaqtI/AAAAAAAABEs/sJ7dUMxgCPM/s320/P8200353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651529018317122258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we took a stroll downtown to the market area and just kinda wonder around for awhile because the English tour we wanted to go on did not start for awhile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a picture of downtown with the streetcar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZbBntJUoq0/Tm5DqFgKYvI/AAAAAAAABEk/zv2Fgzuei8w/s1600/P8200359.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-oZbBntJUoq0/Tm5DqFgKYvI/AAAAAAAABEk/zv2Fgzuei8w/s320/P8200359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651528972707193586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We decide to eat Lunch downtown too.  So we had this wonderful pizza.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a picture of the pizza and for everyone wondering those rounds things are just thick slices of tomatoes with cheese over theme.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--pciIcSymLE/Tm5Dp4uVVDI/AAAAAAAABEc/hjqBSYtSCd4/s1600/P8200378.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/--pciIcSymLE/Tm5Dp4uVVDI/AAAAAAAABEc/hjqBSYtSCd4/s320/P8200378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651528969276970034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the reason we chose to go to Wurzburg.  This is the view we saw has we were walking up onto it.  This is called the Residenz of Wurzburg.  They also had a beautiful garden around it.  But, I could not take pictures inside so Sorry I don't have any.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-55sDdoZykoE/Tm5DpvUdcBI/AAAAAAAABEU/zNcxyRcJPH4/s1600/SANY0106.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-55sDdoZykoE/Tm5DpvUdcBI/AAAAAAAABEU/zNcxyRcJPH4/s320/SANY0106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651528966752530450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture of the gate to get into the garden! Beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0gJf7Ur2zrg/Tm5Cf-BqhyI/AAAAAAAABEM/UAISedsceWU/s1600/P8200401.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0gJf7Ur2zrg/Tm5Cf-BqhyI/AAAAAAAABEM/UAISedsceWU/s320/P8200401.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651527699389908770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are in the side garden and that is the SIDE of the Residenz..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry not the best picture but it was the best I could do with a Self Timer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-08rDnQmi81o/Tm5Cfo9EiAI/AAAAAAAABEE/ar6sMRMqX7A/s1600/P8200405.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-08rDnQmi81o/Tm5Cfo9EiAI/AAAAAAAABEE/ar6sMRMqX7A/s320/P8200405.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651527693733496834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the back of the Palace with the full garden back here to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OPm9noxWrGo/Tm5Cey-huwI/AAAAAAAABD8/Sse8lvf1cd8/s1600/P8200415.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-OPm9noxWrGo/Tm5Cey-huwI/AAAAAAAABD8/Sse8lvf1cd8/s320/P8200415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651527679244090114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Self Timer picture of us again at the back of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_craG_rqcSA/Tm5CeJfhXBI/AAAAAAAABD0/HKdchHUD5ps/s1600/P8200418.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_craG_rqcSA/Tm5CeJfhXBI/AAAAAAAABD0/HKdchHUD5ps/s320/P8200418.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651527668108188690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A beautiful church that we went found! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81cjwl5g9tQ/Tm5Cdh_qc-I/AAAAAAAABDs/xpoKSzRf45Q/s1600/P8200383.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-81cjwl5g9tQ/Tm5Cdh_qc-I/AAAAAAAABDs/xpoKSzRf45Q/s320/P8200383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651527657505584098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another church that we saw.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8EcZMfZAj0A/Tm5BmZdiWrI/AAAAAAAABDk/1g7Upd8eDvc/s1600/P8200381.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8EcZMfZAj0A/Tm5BmZdiWrI/AAAAAAAABDk/1g7Upd8eDvc/s320/P8200381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651526710322158258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the inside of it.. BEAUTIFUL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jEp1Dblldtw/Tm5Bl9Mp29I/AAAAAAAABDc/doDi9V0L_bo/s1600/P8200392.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-jEp1Dblldtw/Tm5Bl9Mp29I/AAAAAAAABDc/doDi9V0L_bo/s320/P8200392.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651526702735154130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Art work on the ceiling but it was pretty with the light shinning in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H6ALSJrjosY/Tm5Bld95MYI/AAAAAAAABDU/dc5vXBmMuCA/s1600/P8200388.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-H6ALSJrjosY/Tm5Bld95MYI/AAAAAAAABDU/dc5vXBmMuCA/s320/P8200388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651526694351745410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another Church that was downtown right in the market area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yTAe_0U0cCA/Tm5Bk7ULSsI/AAAAAAAABDM/rtId0ZWfr3c/s1600/P8200360.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yTAe_0U0cCA/Tm5Bk7ULSsI/AAAAAAAABDM/rtId0ZWfr3c/s320/P8200360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651526685049965250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The inside of that church &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HYWxOOHZuSA/Tm5BkQooCKI/AAAAAAAABDE/UD7uYWqN9iM/s1600/P8200373.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HYWxOOHZuSA/Tm5BkQooCKI/AAAAAAAABDE/UD7uYWqN9iM/s320/P8200373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651526673593010338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over all the trip was fun but my feet hurt and I was so tired on the way home. We will defiantly make a trip back there  to see more but for now that was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-2868288951745815826?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/2868288951745815826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=2868288951745815826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2868288951745815826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2868288951745815826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/09/wurzburg.html' title='Wurzburg'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qc_J6-TTq64/Tm5DsxpM-nI/AAAAAAAABE0/YuGggiTYyl0/s72-c/SANY0103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-1956347412737016817</id><published>2011-09-09T16:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T16:19:38.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Updates to Come</title><content type='html'>Okay sorry I stopped updating but the internet that I was getting free would always come and go and I could never get a good signal.  I tired once to update and after typing 2 paragraphs the internet died and I lost it so I stopped trying.  So, now I finally have phone and internet and will be able to get on all the time and update so look forward to updates, I have a lot to say...lol.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways I am too tired tonight to write and tomorrow we are going hiking and sight seeing in some cave.  So Sunday I will finally be able to update... I will return shortly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-1956347412737016817?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/1956347412737016817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=1956347412737016817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1956347412737016817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1956347412737016817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-updates-to-come.html' title='New Updates to Come'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4454289240083903766</id><published>2011-08-19T19:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T20:05:50.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Week One</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I have now been over here in Germany for ONE whole week.  Sorry, I stopped updated daily because  I did not really have a lot to say.  Most of this week I just stayed home while Jeremy was at work.  I did Wednesday walk over to the PX, ACS, and library which I realize are a mile away.  So go me.. I walked 2 miles that day.  So, I really have not done much to write about or even take pictures of.  I will say I miss Fort Stewart and their PX and Commissary.  I used to complain about them but here it is smaller then those I think if I walked into Fort Stewart's PX now It would feel so big.  Here you dont have much pick for things, they call it the "Schweinfurt Pick" cause they might just carry one of 2 favorites of something.  Like my Poweraide that I love they only carry 4 different favors.  So I can't be so picky anymore.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Anyways, today Jeremy was off and so was his  SGT and his wife took us around town and showed us some stores that will help us get comfortable in our home and really make it a home.  They took us to this first store and to me it was just like an IKEA, 3 stories going around with the show rooms and all that.  So we found some things there.  And then we went across the parking lot to XXXL (yes that is the name of the store, dont ask me if they really try to say it like that) and again it was a totally home furnishing store but this one was higher but man it had some nice stuff.  The we went to another store but this was more like an food store.  It was cool though to look at the food and try to figure out what it is.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then tonight we decide to go out and actually try a restaurant since we have yet tried one.  I been too chicken to try one.  But, tonight I like Jeremy talked me into it but we agree I would try an Italian place... I mean you can't go wrong with pasta.  That should be pretty easy to order from.  Then we went next door to an Ice Cream shop and had dessert before we made the mile walk back to the house.  I walk about 2 miles every day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, here are my facts that I learned today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You have to deposit money into this machine on the cart at stores to be able to get a cart when walking around the store... when you return the cart it gives you your EUR back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Euros are not written like our money... They don't use decimal like if something is $9.99 in the store it is written has 9,99   Which for the longest confused me cause if I see a cloma I think thousands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Again they don't bag your stuff they just scan it and push it to a side of the registrar for you to bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Water cost at a restaurant... and you don't get free refills even on the water... it cost us for 2 glasses of water 3 EUROS... which is about $4.50 USD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Waiters, and Waitress don't expect a tip here you can tip them but it is not like in the US&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Oh in case you are wondering GAS is 1,50EUR  a LITER, so before you get excited look to see how many liters make a gallon.  That will be the price of gas for you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* At the food stores you bring your plastic bottles back and can recycle them and they actually give you money back for them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Shopping is  a little harder here cause it is hard to tell what something is when it is written in German so sometimes you are just figuring it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* German beds are low on the ground and a different size then our beds.  Most of their beds are just platform with a thin mattress.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that is all I can think about right now, tomorrow we are going to go to the city of Wurzburg.  We are going to take the train and maybe go check our this place that to me is like a castle.  So stay turn for that account and pictures!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4454289240083903766?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4454289240083903766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4454289240083903766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4454289240083903766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4454289240083903766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/08/week-one.html' title='Week One'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4483135244607281344</id><published>2011-08-14T01:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T02:17:37.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Downtown &amp; The Market</title><content type='html'>Well, Yesterday (Saturday) was my first full day in Germany.  I was hoping today I would begin not to feel so lost and confused.  Jeremy has a routine that every Saturday he goes downtown to the markets to get his produce and meats for the month.  Also, we  needed to find a company that we can set an phone and internet with.  So, I decided to go with him downtown and get out of the house.  We walked to where the cabs are then took a cab downtown, we were going to take a bus back but the wait was too long so we took a cab back to.  We also went to the mall while we was downtown walking around.  After downtown and the market we came back home and rest for a  little while then Jeremy took me over to Ledward Barracks and showed me where the ACS, library, PXextra, PX and shopette was.  It was a lot of walking but I made it. &lt;div&gt;So here are some of the things I notice today about Germany:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*While they have a BIG sidewalk to walk on there is a line down the middle because one side is for bikes and the other for people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Euros- I don't know if I will every figure this out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* When you buy something in any store they do not give you bags they just hand the stuff back to you. You see alot of people with baskets and backpack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Dogs everywhere - it is nothing to walk in a clothing store and see people with their dogs in there &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Fresh produce market smells wonderful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Driving in Germany is starting not to look has scary has I thought it would be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Fresh Bakery smell amazing and the breads looks so wonderful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* It is weird to walk into a German store and see stuff we are use to but it written in German, like Oreos or Ritter Chocolate.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Keyboards are different! At the internet store the guy needed our email address so he handed me the keyboard and I went to type but could not find the shift key or the "Y" key.  The guy saw what I was looking for and showed me the "Y" key is on the bottom row that is when it hit me oh yeah this is a German keyboard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I miss AC! Just wanted to say that! But I do love the weather here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Oh yeah, I never know what time it is... it stay bright outside till like 9pm and at 6:30am this morning it was bright outside again... I did not believe what time it was...which is why I am up at 7am writing this. lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I don't have anything else to say right now but keep checking back I will be adding pictures soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4483135244607281344?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4483135244607281344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4483135244607281344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4483135244607281344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4483135244607281344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/08/downtown-market.html' title='Downtown &amp; The Market'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-8877290155728980767</id><published>2011-08-13T09:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T13:38:16.015-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate Airplanes!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, I have decide this blog I would write about my adventure here in Germany.  So here is the first day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I hate airplanes and never want to do this again...lol. but I guess one day I will have to head back to the US one day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my first flight from Hobby to Dallas/Fort Worth was great!  I got to sit by myself and by the window and it only being 45 minute flight just sit back and enjoy the ride.  Then in Dallas I decided instead of riding the skylink I would just walk since I had the time.  Bad mistake it was a LONG walk.  But, hey I made it and check in to make sure that was the right flight.  They were going to start boarding in a few minutes so got me a power aide and call some family and then prepared to board the plane.  I was nervous but this military family behind that were returning to Germany from an vacation in the US help easy my  nerves cause the 4 year old keep talking to me and the 13 year old was telling me what she loves about living in Germany.  So that helped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Well, I got on the plane and my seat was 36G which is an aisle seat.  Anyone that knows me well knows that I can't stand sitting next to strangers and the idea of being stuck in the middle would scare the living daylights out of me so I ask when the Army book my ticket.  Well I found my seat and a little boy was sitting in it.  I kinda looked at the parent sitting 2 seat over and before I said a word she said "Yes, I know that is NOT his seat but he is sitting there, so go find your own seat" First of all I am shocked on how rude this person was I mean without asking or anything.  So I get the Steward to come over.  She repeats the statement and is shocked too.  So he was finally able to find out that the little boy seat was behind that row but in the middle.  So the steward ask if I would mind sitting there.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My worst fear was about to happen, stuck sitting between 2 old guys.  I was standing there thinking how in the world am I going to be able to squeeze in here they each had their stuff on the floor in front of them and worst how am I going to get out to walk around or go to the rest room?  Well the guy on the right stood up and there was some empty seat so he ask and the the steward said he can sit there unless someone else comes on.  Well, they said that was everyone so I lucked out and got an aisle seat.  That was so nice.  Well, because of all that I did not realized after I got settle that it was past time to take off should have been 2:30.  The captain came on and said that he was sorry we were supposed to leave 10 minutes ago but they are trying to fix a part.  Then at 3 he came back and said that they don't have the part and would have have   to go get it across the airport so we will take off at 3:30.  Great an whole hour on the plane and yet left. lol.... Anyways still was not fix then but we finally got off the ground at 4:16 .. a whole 2 hours after we were supposed to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the flight it was okay other then the family in front of me .. the little boy keep jumping and banging the seat back, and him and his sister keep screaming and hitting the call button.  The Steward had to come over lots of times and ask them to sit and be quiet.  The mother had headphones on and sleeping.  But anyways when we got to Germany we spent 30 minutes up in the air circling around waiting on our turn to land.  I never thought I would see land again...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I was nevous and just follow the people to get though custody  and baggage claim.  Then I had no clue where to go to meet Jeremy cause unlike the US they can't even get into the baggage area.  But, lucky he was right out there.  So then we went to USO and waited on the bus to give us a ride to the base.  Which was nice with internet and free calls but it was the middle of the night in the US.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;So on the bus for about the first 30 minutes I was enjoying the ride and the beauty but I was so tired I slept.  There was no one in the back of the bus with us so I laid across two seats and slept the rest of the way just waking up once when we went though this town.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;So we got to base and got me check in, my ID fix so we can get me on post, get ficancial fix, and went and got my welcoming package.  I was so hungry and across the street was Burger King so that is where we ate a late lunch.  Yeah my first meal in Germany was Burger King, how lame am I...lol.  Anyways after that we came to the house and I slept for HOURS!  So that is my story of my journey to this new world...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-8877290155728980767?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/8877290155728980767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=8877290155728980767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8877290155728980767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8877290155728980767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-hate-airplanes.html' title='I hate Airplanes!!!!'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-2711730634919757828</id><published>2011-07-31T15:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T15:40:16.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is Running Out</title><content type='html'>So, it is the end of July and I feel so stressed because things have been so crazy.  Last week I went in and had some oral surgery done that I been needing to do for a long time.  Also Jeremy was in the hospital in Germany.  So talk about 2 people worrying about each other and not what they are going though...lol.  Anyways, Things are better, he is out of the hosiptal and I am recovering quiet well, just having a tough time learning how to eat again since the surgery.  &lt;div&gt;Anyways... Big news I decide when I am going to GERMANY... and I leave in 10 days!!! YES TEN DAYS!!!!  It has not hit me yet, just now starting too.  I start to feel overwhelm cause there is still so much I want to do before I head there but I am just so ready to settle and Unpack...living out of a suitcase gets old. I will be glad to say I am home!!  I just got to sell my car before then, so that is what most of my stress is about right now, so hopefully someone will buy it!  Anyways...Can't believe that my time here in Texas is ending and I am off to GERMANY!  WOW! Don't seem real.  I never would believe that me, a country girl from small town Buna, Texas would live in another country.  I never even thought I would visit another country, yet live there! Well, I guess I am ready for this adventure!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-2711730634919757828?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/2711730634919757828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=2711730634919757828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2711730634919757828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2711730634919757828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/07/time-is-running-out.html' title='Time is Running Out'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-3148145819383954590</id><published>2011-07-03T19:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T20:02:15.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Children</title><content type='html'>So, I posted something the other day about this subject but it is still heavy on my heart and I have a lot to say about it.  I can't wash the news anymore. Every night there has been some story about a precious child that has been killed or abused some way.  One night it was the mother pour boiling water on the girls legs, next was a story about dropping the child off like garbage on the side of the interstate, and this is just terrible that this is happening.  I would do anything to have a child.  I wished I could tell these people "hey before you do something terrible and hurt the child just give them to me and I wont ask any questions and you can stay out of jail and live your terrible life.  But, I guess I can't do that...but only wished!  I really really wished that I could build a huge house and give all the children that are not love and are abused a wonderful home filled of happiness and teach them what a real family is about.  Children deserve the world and I hope one day I am able to help children that are not well off so that they can go though life making right choices and know that they can have a wonderful life and that they are loved!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also when thinking about this: I do all I can to help children that I see and wonder if that is the lesson I am supposed to learn by not being able to have children right now.  Someone once told me that I should think about all the children I have helped in my life and if I have had a child all this time would I have done anything for them or would I not have the money or time to help others.  I love helping and I do hope one day to adopted children that need a home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a song I LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I am A Child of God"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a child of God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he has sent me here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;has given me an earthly home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with parents kind and dear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lead Me, Guide me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walk beside me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Help me find the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teach me all that I must do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Live with Him someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-3148145819383954590?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/3148145819383954590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=3148145819383954590&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3148145819383954590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3148145819383954590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/07/children.html' title='Children'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-2128524907630813786</id><published>2011-07-03T19:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T19:28:18.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Sorry I could not come up with a better title then update but that is really what this just a update.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Well, Jeremy got a house and he has been busy making it not just a house but a HOME!! We are going to be living on post on the second floor or a stairwell building. Now I am excited to decorated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*He finally found the ward there and was able to go.  It is very different but that could be a good thing.  They do everything in English and then translation it in German.  So maybe I will be able to learn it sitting in church.  Going to a new ward is always my HARDEST part of moving.  I hate that new ward feeling.  It always makes me feel homesick until I get to know people and it becomes my home!  So, with Jeremy getting comfortable first maybe I wont have has much trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I will be getting ready to head over there soon.  Right now I am going to get some dental work done that I have not had the money for.  Once that is done then I will be heading over there.  Hopefully by the first of August!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that is all that has been going!  My life is kinda boring but yet exciting all at the same time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-2128524907630813786?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/2128524907630813786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=2128524907630813786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2128524907630813786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2128524907630813786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/07/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-5931622690069495408</id><published>2011-05-31T15:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T15:33:39.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Plane</title><content type='html'>So, yesterday I took Jeremy to Houston Airport to send him on his way to Germany.  He was so nervous and scared but I know it will be be great.  That is always the feeling when moving to a new place.  So we took Rebeka so she could say bye and finally get to see a airport and airplanes.  So she was so excited!  &lt;div&gt;Getting to the airport was no problem and we actually got there way early.  So we went in..oh my gosh it seem like we parked so far away and his bags were heavy.  But we got there and got him checked in.  The lady was so sweet and did not charge him for his bags and even gave us a pass so we can go in to the gate to say goodbye.  So we went straight in though the gates.  We got to go walk around the airport and watched the airplanes take off and land.  Beka was so excited.  Then we went to have McDonald's for lunch cause it was J's last time to eat in America...lol..  Then it was time for his plane to board so we said our goodbyes and took some pictures. (Which I dont have cause I did not bring my camera in so they are on J's camera).  I have to say it was a easy goodbye but hard cause I wanted to go with him.  I know he is going first is a good thing and will make things less stressful for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyways he is now there and got settled in to his unit.  When I talked to him he sounded very tired and said that he got no sleep on the plane due to 2 crying babies behind him. But he was okay.  So now I just sit and wait.   He is enjoying the in-processed and figuring out life in Germany. I can't wait to join him but hopefully it will be soon!      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-5931622690069495408?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/5931622690069495408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=5931622690069495408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5931622690069495408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5931622690069495408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-plane.html' title='It&apos;s a Plane'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-5842226302218508579</id><published>2011-05-22T22:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:49:49.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Time</title><content type='html'>So, I am writing this from the hotel room.  We got the house completely clean out today and empty.  The house looks so sad and not like my house.  But tomorrow will be our last day to go into that house.  Yesterday we stopped to check the mail one last time and there was a new resident card in there so it was like wow we really are moving.  &lt;div&gt;So we get up early tomorrow to go turn the keys in and figure out the housing situations so we can clear this post.  At this point I no longer has the anxiety from the move just excited and ready to move on.  I am getting excited and making plans for Texas.  Jeremy is looking forward to leaving the US and getting to Germany.  Hopefully I wont be in Texas to long but long enough to have fun and enjoy some time with friends and family.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just going to miss having my "own" stuff.  I will miss cooking in my own house with my stuff.  I do get tired of living out of a suitcase.  But, hey it is all good and I am glad to go home to Texas! No matter where in the world I go Texas will always be my home! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-5842226302218508579?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/5842226302218508579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=5842226302218508579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5842226302218508579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5842226302218508579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s Time'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-1283528953031104775</id><published>2011-05-15T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T22:09:07.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think moving is finally starting to hit me and it is hitting me hard.  I just don’t understand why I feel like this.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; For years being here I always said I can’t wait to leave.  I hate it here and so forth.  Now that I only got like a week left I just want to cry and not move.  Why is that? This is the first place other then when I left home that I feel this way.  I guess Hinesville really grew on me and did become a home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I start thinking about my time here in Hinesville and the friends I have made.  While the first year or so I HATED it so bad but then this past year and half was a different school.  I think of all the friends that help me survived this past year during with my first deployment.  Thanks for everything you all have done and yall know who you are.  Yall are the ones that I went out to eat with, to the movies, just hanging out, camping, beach, walking, scrap booking, letting me stay at your house, shopping and so much more.. THANKS you guys made this year so much more fun!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have to say what help me get though last year was my calling in Nursery (at my church).  I loved it and looked forward to each week.  So looking forward to something every week helped the weeks go by. lol.. Yes sometimes I would leave on Sunday tired and stress but in the end it was worth it and I would do it again in a heart beat.  Also to all the parents that are reading this that I taught their children in nursery this year or last year and in Sunbeams now:  I want to say thanks for your support and letting me teach them.  They are so sweet.  I will miss their hugs and smiles and sweets prayers.  They taught me so much. epically patience  .lol but I love them and will miss them! And thanks to YOU - (you know who you are) that taught me what I needed to know to fulfill the calling.  Thanks for examples you set for me! Love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, now that I am crying and not wanting to move now.  lol.. Anyways I know this is sad to leave but this move is just opening a door to more things.  I know this is I wish yall all the best!  Good luck and please remember to keep in conact every though I am gone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-1283528953031104775?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/1283528953031104775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=1283528953031104775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1283528953031104775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1283528953031104775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/05/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-8780114259314732404</id><published>2011-05-06T23:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T23:59:19.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Savannah, GA</title><content type='html'>So, in December when Jeremy's company got home the Battalion had a drawing and I happen to win a basket full of relaxing items. It had your normal candles, bath stuff, but what really was a treat there was a gift certificate for a one night stay on the Mansion on Forsyth Park in Downtown Savannah and a $25 gift certificate to Oliver Garden.  So we been so busy and did not think we would be able to use the stay.  So we have kinda forgot about it until the other day when Jeremy found out that Friday was a day off and since to use the gift certificate it had to be Monday- Thursday. That would be perfect.  So we went has a get away and to stay this is official are last trip to Savannah.  That makes me kinda sad...   :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways this Hotel is SUPER NICE but HIGH and EXPENSIVE.  I would never stay here on my own dime..  Cause it was nice but too far from everything.  After dinner we went back to the hotel and a few hours later we was thirsty and snacky but they had no venting machines and no stores around.  Now in your room you did have a Minibar with $4.00 sodas and water and they had candy bars for $3.50. I just did without!  We checked in then walked the mile down to River street and too all the main shopping and restaurants.  It was a beautiful walk cause about every 2 blocks is another park to walk though.   We also on the way walk though the Colonial Cemetery which is an old cemetery from before the civil war.  It is a haunted cemetery and just wanted to walk though it during the day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We was trying to find the Melting Pot to eat at but went the wrong way down the street and my feet was starting to hurt (dont wear new pair of sandals when you have to do alot of walking) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we found Lady and Sons.  For yall that don't know this is Paula Deen's Restaurant from the Food Network Show.  But, our reservation was not for another 3 hours so we went down to River street and walk just a section of it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was not that empress by Lady and Sons.  It was so loud we were on the 3rd floor and it was so loud and Jeremy got a bad headache that he could not think.  The food was okay but not great.  Afterwards I was so tired so afterwards we was looking at how to get back to the hotel not wanting to walk after dark, so we took a pedicab.  I did not even know what a pedicab was but Jeremy wanted to do it and it was kinda cool.  I felt bad for the guy that had to pedal us the mile trip and he try to talk to us about some of the history so it was kinda a tour too. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways so that was pretty much our trip - today we just sleep in and got up and went to Oliver garden and came home.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Np4Lgr6jJQw/TcS8mBTy5mI/AAAAAAAABC4/6ikFUyDVcYU/s1600/P5051626.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-Np4Lgr6jJQw/TcS8mBTy5mI/AAAAAAAABC4/6ikFUyDVcYU/s320/P5051626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603811197728253538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A picture of the Mansion from across the street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhLrJCCRa5g/TcS8l6AbfgI/AAAAAAAABCw/031UzBbA6Fg/s1600/US%2Band%2BFountain.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhLrJCCRa5g/TcS8l6AbfgI/AAAAAAAABCw/031UzBbA6Fg/s320/US%2Band%2BFountain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603811195767979522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us at the fountain across the street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7GWEzfU2Xto/TcS8liQSbHI/AAAAAAAABCo/itvJF3qilV4/s1600/P5051659.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-7GWEzfU2Xto/TcS8liQSbHI/AAAAAAAABCo/itvJF3qilV4/s320/P5051659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603811189392043122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us on the River&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9KE4dZxZCFY/TcS8lSeRrEI/AAAAAAAABCg/AH-tj_MbnmM/s1600/P5051649.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-9KE4dZxZCFY/TcS8lSeRrEI/AAAAAAAABCg/AH-tj_MbnmM/s320/P5051649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603811185155746882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Famous Lady and Sons'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-Z_cOEOnfw/TcS8lATkbaI/AAAAAAAABCY/n-w-1nGUA4E/s1600/P5051642.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-Z_cOEOnfw/TcS8lATkbaI/AAAAAAAABCY/n-w-1nGUA4E/s320/P5051642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603811180279000482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colonial Cemetery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-8780114259314732404?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/8780114259314732404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=8780114259314732404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8780114259314732404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8780114259314732404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/05/savannah-ga.html' title='Savannah, GA'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Np4Lgr6jJQw/TcS8mBTy5mI/AAAAAAAABC4/6ikFUyDVcYU/s72-c/P5051626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-3331689071089439179</id><published>2011-04-15T16:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T16:46:15.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pampered Chef</title><content type='html'>So since me and J have been so into cooking lately we decide to look into getting better cooking products maybe that will make it more fun and we would actually eat at home more often.  Since we both look it so much but we just don't do it enough! lol... Well a friend started selling Pampered Chef and before I have always looked at there website and thought there stuff seem cool but some of it high.  Well, us with this new desire to cook and bake looked again together and J wanted everything! lol &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, not being able to afford everything I thought how much fun it would be to get together with friends and cook and eat.  Cooking should not always be a chore! I love being a social butterfly even though most people think I am shy and quiet! So,  I thought this would be a good way to share my love of cooking and baking with friends and others while I also share the wonderful product.  Moving to Germany scares me and some times I hate having to make new friends.  But I am hoping selling Pampered Chef will help that hosting parties I will get to know some people and build friendships.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am happy to now be selling Pampered Chef!  If you would like any information just click on the facebook page on the right or email me at Amanda.PC2011@gmail.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for the support! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-3331689071089439179?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/3331689071089439179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=3331689071089439179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3331689071089439179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3331689071089439179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/04/pampered-chef.html' title='Pampered Chef'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-7209133634108462604</id><published>2011-04-09T00:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T00:39:25.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Surfer</title><content type='html'>Okay so the last couple of days everything on facebook has been about the government shutdown.  For yall that know me and knows I don't pay any attention to anything that has to do with government so like always I am clueless.  But, anyways things were looking like we were not going to get our whole checks this next pay day and who knew about later either.  We were okay on money and was not that worry about that, I mean we would have to worry if it went into May but I was not going to stress about it till then.  So, anyways tonight I wanted to get away from facebook and all the worry and stress and just RELAX.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Lifetime the other day I saw a preview for a movie title "Soul Surfer" not to sure what it was about I google it.  Well, it looked really good and saw I beg J to go see it.  It is a true story about Bethany Hamilton.  For you guys who might not know who she is, she is a pro surfer that lost her arm in a shark attack when she was 13.  This movie was very inspirational to me.  I am sure it won't win some oscar or anything but to me it was an A+ movie.  Beautiful movie that make you appreciated what you have and that in our lives we can do anything if we believe.  She is sure a inspiration.  I mean I think if I was attacked by a shark I doubt you could EVER get me back in the water epically a month later.  During the whole movie they showed that Bethany can do whatever she wanted though her family's faith.  I have to say it was a very good movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways I will shut up about the movie, I just really really enjoyed it and really wished that they would make more movies like this.  I love leaving the theater feeling good and crying.  So if you like good movies I say go see it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-7209133634108462604?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/7209133634108462604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=7209133634108462604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7209133634108462604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7209133634108462604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/04/soul-surfer.html' title='Soul Surfer'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4102534869061350145</id><published>2011-04-03T22:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:27:46.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference Weekend</title><content type='html'>Sorry I have not written much alot is on my mind and just hard to decide what to say on here. &lt;div&gt;So anyways I feel like writing about this weekend though so I am going to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday Jeremy made plans to go play paint ball with a friend here one last time before we move.  They use to always do this before the deployment and they go the first Saturday of each month because it is free for soldiers.  But anyways he was out of the house and I was home alone with no car ....so what would I do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucky for a friend on facebook she reminded me that this weekend was General Conference weekend.  So, I decide that I would watch the Saturday morning session and make some Gumbo for when my hubby comes home. Well, here is where I need help:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I have adult ADD or something.  I can't sit and watch tv, a movie, and for sure conference in my own home.  Even when it is a movie I end up on facebook, cleaning my living room, organizing  my DVDs, folding clothes, or something.  I can't just sit and pay attention to ANYTHING. I feel like I am wasting my time when I look around there is something that needs to be done.  Then if I am doing one of these things I stop focusing on whatever I should be doing.  And it harder to do when it is something on the computer too.   It drives my husband nuts and I don't know what to do.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyways Saturday I started the morning session but it got to me.  So I put the computer on the table  and started to make the gumbo and fully trying my hardest to listen and understand.  I did get some good things out but I feel like I did not get has much out that I should have.  I do plan on reading it again because that is how I REAlly understand the message is seeing it written.  So anyways we missed the  Saturday evening session due to just got busy doing something around the house and lots time.  So that night after J went to bed and I could not sleep I got up and ended up watching half of the afternoon session.  I feel like I got more out of that then.  I turned all the lights out (so I can't see what I should be doing..lol) and sat here on the couch with my computer watching it. I could stop it, rewind it, and really try to understand it.  I felt like that was better for me then trying to watch it live. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, later that night I just lets say had a bad night.  I ended up being up all night crying and letting the depression and stress that is going on get to me.  I don't want to go on about that here but my depression was really hitting me hard.  So Jeremy that has long how to deal with me when this happen knew I need to get out of the house.  I have not left it much due to J having the car and is running around trying to get everything done for PCS.  So we hated to miss conference today but knowing I will be able to still watch it and read it on my own time where I can really understand it  and knew I would not focus unless I dealt with the depression. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today we got up and went to Jekyll Island and walked the beach.  Nothing like being outside and God's creation to make you feel so much better.  It was so what I needed a car ride alone and giving us time to talk and we spent a few hours just walking along the water's edge and pondering our lives and our journeys.  Part of me feel bads about missing conference but I fell better now and can't wait to sit down and watch them now.  I am thinking about waiting until they are written and then print them off so I can follow alone maybe that would help me pay attention better.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, anyways here is my question for yall.. October is the next General Conference and I want to be able to sit down and watch it live in my own home.  Do any one else have the trouble I have and if so what do you do? Just anyone have any suggestions?  It is just hard to sit in my house and watch it.  When we lived in Texas we went to my Dad's and that was no problem cause others there but it is just hard sitting in my house..... Any suggestions??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4102534869061350145?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4102534869061350145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4102534869061350145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4102534869061350145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4102534869061350145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/04/conference-weekend.html' title='Conference Weekend'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-8122040442071174133</id><published>2011-03-02T12:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T13:28:16.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Trip</title><content type='html'>So, for Presidency day weekend we decide to go to Washington DC for one night.  It was a fun trip.  We did have one problem.  The night before we left I program the GPS with the address to the hotel we were staying at and saved it has Washington DC.  Well the next day I got in the car and pulled it up and did not check it.  No problem getting there and next thing we knew we were down driving in front of the Arlington Cemetery and Jeremy could see all of DC over the water then the GPS says "Arrive to destination on right" I am like what we are on George Washington Parkway and there is no hotels here.  So with no clue what to do I just stay on George Washington Parkway.. the next thing I know we are going along the river and up the hills.  Now we have a problem.  Finally there is a spot to pull over at a scenic lookout.  Lucky I had the address to the hotel and was able to reprogram the GPS and go in the right direction.  The only problem was we still had to go up about 15 miles cause there was no place to turn around on the stretch of road.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we got turn around back on the highway and then I miss the exit I need.  So then I eneded up in this crazy area of Rossyln part of Arlington, VA with lots of one way streets.  But lucky the GPS held up to itself and redeemed it self and we finally made it.. just 45 minutes later.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday when we were there it was cold and windy but still beautiful.  Then Sunday it was a little colder but beautiful so I was happy the weather agree with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy in front of the Washington Moment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JrHN-xQXJh8/TW6CbqQKjhI/AAAAAAAABCQ/aRc9U0nQNjs/s1600/P2200249.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/-JrHN-xQXJh8/TW6CbqQKjhI/AAAAAAAABCQ/aRc9U0nQNjs/s320/P2200249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579540400068791826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us in front of the US capital &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aBf6LASjTJY/TW6CbWQRdmI/AAAAAAAABCI/9n3xjvp9wvM/s1600/P2200276.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/-aBf6LASjTJY/TW6CbWQRdmI/AAAAAAAABCI/9n3xjvp9wvM/s320/P2200276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579540394700535394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy with the Capital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I was trying to do some fun pictures but he would not listen to me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6gtKRRstxYY/TW6BEWTBAfI/AAAAAAAABCA/lPX-D2UMpxo/s1600/P2200262.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/-6gtKRRstxYY/TW6BEWTBAfI/AAAAAAAABCA/lPX-D2UMpxo/s320/P2200262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579538900063420914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rossyln Metro Station&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I just looked it up and this is the 3rd longest continuous span escalator in the world&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e_AjuDztUOE/TW6BEAoJzOI/AAAAAAAABB4/0GQ4n7XjrnA/s1600/P2190007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e_AjuDztUOE/TW6BEAoJzOI/AAAAAAAABB4/0GQ4n7XjrnA/s320/P2190007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579538894246497506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture is from the top..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FBUT9XZ1Fvw/TW6BD06fbtI/AAAAAAAABBw/sO7uGjeVOMM/s1600/P2190006.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/-FBUT9XZ1Fvw/TW6BD06fbtI/AAAAAAAABBw/sO7uGjeVOMM/s320/P2190006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579538891102187218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A building in Downtown Washington DC &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QobSuAvdbZM/TW6BDp5gdgI/AAAAAAAABBo/1n2rxlW_HWg/s1600/P2200188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QobSuAvdbZM/TW6BDp5gdgI/AAAAAAAABBo/1n2rxlW_HWg/s320/P2200188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579538888145270274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was our view from our Hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is Georgetown University! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFBvvJwZfQE/TW6BDSUn2QI/AAAAAAAABBg/W0QPQLqJro8/s1600/P2190066.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/-rFBvvJwZfQE/TW6BDSUn2QI/AAAAAAAABBg/W0QPQLqJro8/s320/P2190066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579538881816549634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-8122040442071174133?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/8122040442071174133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=8122040442071174133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8122040442071174133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8122040442071174133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-trip.html' title='Another Trip'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JrHN-xQXJh8/TW6CbqQKjhI/AAAAAAAABCQ/aRc9U0nQNjs/s72-c/P2200249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4853436791538696850</id><published>2011-03-01T23:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T23:47:07.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlington Cemetery</title><content type='html'>First thing we did when we got to Washington was go to Arlington Cemetery.  Easy to find from our hotel using the Metro system.  It was just one stop over. What an awesome experience to be able to visit.  It is a wonderful, beautiful place.  Amazing how big it is! So enjoy the pictures, I don't know what else to say about it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is walking up to it from the Metro Station!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The House is the Arlington House or Robert E Lee's Home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The moment behind the stone wall straight down the road is the Women of Military. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sZjTX1ibtLs/TW3FJgdeCAI/AAAAAAAABBY/OZAB19f1Zuw/s1600/P2190003.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/-sZjTX1ibtLs/TW3FJgdeCAI/AAAAAAAABBY/OZAB19f1Zuw/s320/P2190003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579332280504944642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry hair in face (IT WAS CRAZY WINDY)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is us with DC in the back at the Kennedy's Sites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A2xworAEvFw/TW3FJUasFLI/AAAAAAAABBQ/MQ_Gw6wYvXg/s1600/P2190012.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/-A2xworAEvFw/TW3FJUasFLI/AAAAAAAABBQ/MQ_Gw6wYvXg/s320/P2190012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579332277272057010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;John F Kennedy and Jacqueline Kennedy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZGNSK41Mnw/TW3FJOvtQlI/AAAAAAAABBI/lHRVGeKHEx4/s1600/P2190014.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/-yZGNSK41Mnw/TW3FJOvtQlI/AAAAAAAABBI/lHRVGeKHEx4/s320/P2190014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579332275749601874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Kennedy's Eternal Flame &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9WT7avAvIuo/TW3FI7wTD1I/AAAAAAAABBA/vJC5voBrhPE/s1600/P2190015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9WT7avAvIuo/TW3FI7wTD1I/AAAAAAAABBA/vJC5voBrhPE/s320/P2190015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579332270651805522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE this picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the amphitheater &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPrz95Q2RAU/TW3FInLLFYI/AAAAAAAABA4/reEVzCXjoIU/s1600/P2190029.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/-FPrz95Q2RAU/TW3FInLLFYI/AAAAAAAABA4/reEVzCXjoIU/s320/P2190029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579332265127384450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lErge3bPplI/TW3Ea0hE_DI/AAAAAAAABAw/NpKVXTE8Ej8/s1600/P2190033.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/-lErge3bPplI/TW3Ea0hE_DI/AAAAAAAABAw/NpKVXTE8Ej8/s320/P2190033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579331478434937906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another View of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hfdp87pfPro/TW3EavZZBdI/AAAAAAAABAo/8rHUsuEz9wY/s1600/P2190039.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/-hfdp87pfPro/TW3EavZZBdI/AAAAAAAABAo/8rHUsuEz9wY/s320/P2190039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579331477060519378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Change of the Guard &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ug8-oukZR3E/TW3Eaa04X5I/AAAAAAAABAg/zkiGKvY6wN8/s1600/P2190043.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/-ug8-oukZR3E/TW3Eaa04X5I/AAAAAAAABAg/zkiGKvY6wN8/s320/P2190043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579331471538675602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this view also&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was Robert E. Lee house prior to the Civil War&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aT7Tcw6mimE/TW3EaI5XooI/AAAAAAAABAY/Az1RZvuBU0g/s1600/P2190017.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/-aT7Tcw6mimE/TW3EaI5XooI/AAAAAAAABAY/Az1RZvuBU0g/s320/P2190017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579331466725663362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The View of Washington DC from The Arlington House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPlMUrLi_IQ/TW3EZ25eMLI/AAAAAAAABAQ/8QBLn2r4nTc/s1600/P2190055.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/-XPlMUrLi_IQ/TW3EZ25eMLI/AAAAAAAABAQ/8QBLn2r4nTc/s320/P2190055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579331461894254770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4853436791538696850?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4853436791538696850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4853436791538696850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4853436791538696850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4853436791538696850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/03/arlington-cemetery.html' title='Arlington Cemetery'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sZjTX1ibtLs/TW3FJgdeCAI/AAAAAAAABBY/OZAB19f1Zuw/s72-c/P2190003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-5191434291152099678</id><published>2011-03-01T22:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T23:09:05.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After Dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So since we were only spending like 48 hours in Washington DC area we knew there was no way we would get to see everything epically with it getting dark around 5pm.  So we decide that instead of trying to walk around a dark city to see Moments and stuff we should just take a night tour.  It was so nice to see all these places.  It was also a beautiful night with a full moon.  I just wished I knew how to take better pictures at night.  I don't like how any of my pictures came out from Thomas Jefferson Memorial and the IWO Jima Statue.   So here are my pictures:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The White House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LW8RnTf6mdw/TW2-z-3fZTI/AAAAAAAABAI/M_aYKzV5wio/s1600/P2190083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LW8RnTf6mdw/TW2-z-3fZTI/AAAAAAAABAI/M_aYKzV5wio/s320/P2190083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579325313640260914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Church across from the White House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the Church every President go to before the inauguration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XZdEIP-ittg/TW2-z4BFcAI/AAAAAAAABAA/7gqw3du1ZF8/s1600/P2190092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XZdEIP-ittg/TW2-z4BFcAI/AAAAAAAABAA/7gqw3du1ZF8/s320/P2190092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579325311801454594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The US Capital &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n4nNoVRyvf0/TW2-zvAwI5I/AAAAAAAAA_4/wOXekTCfxuk/s1600/P2190099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n4nNoVRyvf0/TW2-zvAwI5I/AAAAAAAAA_4/wOXekTCfxuk/s320/P2190099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579325309384139666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thomas Jefferson Memorial &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UNWDzwBmU6E/TW2-zWJlwqI/AAAAAAAAA_w/fAGk6j5fzeQ/s1600/P2190108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UNWDzwBmU6E/TW2-zWJlwqI/AAAAAAAAA_w/fAGk6j5fzeQ/s320/P2190108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579325302710321826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Lincoln Memorial &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dpC1Sg2Z9GM/TW29w0NzuuI/AAAAAAAAA_o/RIrPOPb0h9Q/s1600/P2190130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dpC1Sg2Z9GM/TW29w0NzuuI/AAAAAAAAA_o/RIrPOPb0h9Q/s320/P2190130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579324159729842914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inside the Lincoln Memorial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(After watching Night of the Museum so many times J said felt like he should start talking)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80HOCrCRmpM/TW29wsnGjBI/AAAAAAAAA_g/IFgRzUUhuFM/s1600/P2190138.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/-80HOCrCRmpM/TW29wsnGjBI/AAAAAAAAA_g/IFgRzUUhuFM/s320/P2190138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579324157688450066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view from the Lincoln Memorial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can see the Washington Moment, and the Capital in the distance kinda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z63HRwdbnU/TW29wZAvyvI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/2boHHHAASDY/s1600/P2190144.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/-5Z63HRwdbnU/TW29wZAvyvI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/2boHHHAASDY/s320/P2190144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579324152427301618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy at the Vietnam Wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Sorry not a good picture but I like the reflection in it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J0A7WXfRVFU/TW29wT2k7fI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/iVlmqjkRh3M/s1600/P2190157.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/-J0A7WXfRVFU/TW29wT2k7fI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/iVlmqjkRh3M/s320/P2190157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579324151042469362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iwo Jima &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ya7HiRfoutE/TW29v9OMU2I/AAAAAAAAA_I/LLoiw2oQxGc/s1600/P2190165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ya7HiRfoutE/TW29v9OMU2I/AAAAAAAAA_I/LLoiw2oQxGc/s320/P2190165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579324144967504738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-5191434291152099678?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/5191434291152099678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=5191434291152099678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5191434291152099678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5191434291152099678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/03/after-dark.html' title='After Dark'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LW8RnTf6mdw/TW2-z-3fZTI/AAAAAAAABAI/M_aYKzV5wio/s72-c/P2190083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-1864235668492587832</id><published>2011-03-01T22:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T22:41:51.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smithson Museum</title><content type='html'>So, we had to visit while in Washington the Smithson Museum.  Now, trying to figure out what museums to see was the hard part.  There are so many!  So we settled for the top 3: American History, History of Natural Science and the Air and Space Museum.  &lt;div&gt;Now, American History was our favorite! I would love to do it again!  There is some amazing things there and so much history.  Then we went to the Air and Space Museum and it was so crowd and over ran with cub scouts and little boys. We did the first floor and was kinda bored.  We just did not understand a lot of it was just models and I guess growing up going to NASA in Houston and we just did Pensacola, FL Air museum a month ago so we were kinda burn out on that kind of stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So then we went to the Natural History and Science Museum.  We got really tired here.  Also, there is some cool things here but some boring things too.  We did not understand the zoo of stuff animals.  I guess it was cool but when you have seen the animals live I guess I was just tired.  Also this museum is running crazy with little kids looking at animals and everyone wanting to see the Dinosaur bones.  Over all it was nice to see all 3 of them or what we saw of them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Smithson Castle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Fq-kasYeCc/TW23UULBxLI/AAAAAAAAA_A/YnlDqN87_Vo/s1600/P2200296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Fq-kasYeCc/TW23UULBxLI/AAAAAAAAA_A/YnlDqN87_Vo/s320/P2200296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579317073022141618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is from 9/11 Twin towers... a beam from the 17th Floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taqCcfxgeT4/TW23UCeeh1I/AAAAAAAAA-4/HmLeP1TDfx0/s1600/P2200228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taqCcfxgeT4/TW23UCeeh1I/AAAAAAAAA-4/HmLeP1TDfx0/s320/P2200228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579317068271880018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dumbo: This is a Dumbo from the Dumbo Ride at Disneyland.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of the original Dumbos from when Walt built it! &lt;/div&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/-wUAxGZxSWsk/TW22atGTcDI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ej9q_GDSDEM/s320/P2200207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579316083280801842" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I wanted to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kermit the Frog and Sam and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are Jim Hansen's originally puppets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam and I was the original TV show he did before Seaseme Street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3srUJ3_sqk4/TW22aUMBJLI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Vz9ivA78w-w/s1600/P2200210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3srUJ3_sqk4/TW22aUMBJLI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Vz9ivA78w-w/s320/P2200210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579316076593882290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Beautiful Natural History Museum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BBGIfhqFYGc/TW22aBBXyNI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/rjdLCjG3mkw/s1600/P2200256.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/-BBGIfhqFYGc/TW22aBBXyNI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/rjdLCjG3mkw/s320/P2200256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579316071448955090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The One Amazing thing we saw there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The HOPE Diamond &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t9bOtPBDe7w/TW22Z44OFmI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/yTkkWUN8kPU/s1600/P2200289.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/-t9bOtPBDe7w/TW22Z44OFmI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/yTkkWUN8kPU/s320/P2200289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579316069263087202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-1864235668492587832?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/1864235668492587832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=1864235668492587832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1864235668492587832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1864235668492587832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/03/smithson-museum.html' title='Smithson Museum'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Fq-kasYeCc/TW23UULBxLI/AAAAAAAAA_A/YnlDqN87_Vo/s72-c/P2200296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4228083359227377649</id><published>2011-03-01T18:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T18:42:05.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Petersburg, VA</title><content type='html'>So we send a day site seeing around Petersburg, VA.  I love there little downtown area full of antique stores.  This one had so much stuff and we would walk around laughing at some of the old stuff. Funny things that you had has kids but did not keep cause you never thought people years later would want them. lol!  So anyways Petersburg offer this deal to go to 3 different museum or sites for a very cheap price so we jumped on it.  We went to The old Court house museum (which now is a museum about the Siege of Petersburg and what the civilian in the town did while the war was being fought in their backyard). Then we went to CityHall Mansion. Which is just a big house that was build in the 1800s by an important family of Petersburg.  Then we went to Bradford Church and Cemetery.  The Cemetery is the 2nd Biggest in Virginia which is second to Arlington.  Anyways it has alot of confederate soldiers buried here.  Because after the war this is what they used this cemetery for.  Also, there is the Bradford Church.  The Bradford Church is an very old church that was build here.  After the civil war they wanted to do something to remember all the confederate soldiers that are here.  So they had Tiffany from Europe (dont remember full name of the artist) make stain glass windows for the church.  Each state involved in the South has a window.  Very beautiful, I wished I could have taken pictures of the windows but nope! All day none of the places allowed pictures on the inside. So here enjoy some pictures! &lt;div&gt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bradford Church &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7o-edKtbqgs/TW19Hh-5oNI/AAAAAAAAA-I/w6XWd0Q_Q9E/s1600/P2121217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7o-edKtbqgs/TW19Hh-5oNI/AAAAAAAAA-I/w6XWd0Q_Q9E/s320/P2121217.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579253081716662482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Old Gate to the Cemetery &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SgZCToq6bpA/TW19HUYBkdI/AAAAAAAAA-A/AyjN08a1B-s/s1600/P2121226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SgZCToq6bpA/TW19HUYBkdI/AAAAAAAAA-A/AyjN08a1B-s/s320/P2121226.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579253078063944146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a view of the Cemetery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wdulkrMjEL8/TW19HMEvYkI/AAAAAAAAA94/LyK-KddQgOI/s1600/P2121223.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/-wdulkrMjEL8/TW19HMEvYkI/AAAAAAAAA94/LyK-KddQgOI/s320/P2121223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579253075835576898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Downtown Petersburg: This was an old Bank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xvbvgEHhjiA/TW18dGHjexI/AAAAAAAAA9w/g0kjNbvisfw/s1600/P2121186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xvbvgEHhjiA/TW18dGHjexI/AAAAAAAAA9w/g0kjNbvisfw/s320/P2121186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579252352682261266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the Old Courthouse and Bank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-unYNarHuoCw/TW18c8Dj5mI/AAAAAAAAA9o/LuCWpYaPolU/s1600/P2121192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-unYNarHuoCw/TW18c8Dj5mI/AAAAAAAAA9o/LuCWpYaPolU/s320/P2121192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579252349981156962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us on City Hill Mansion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry about the rail in the picture but that was the best I could do with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;self timer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TaqXZfwCb84/TW18clViZGI/AAAAAAAAA9g/Rw6yD71vAck/s1600/P2121206.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/-TaqXZfwCb84/TW18clViZGI/AAAAAAAAA9g/Rw6yD71vAck/s320/P2121206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579252343882540130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A view of the original front of the house, but now the back of the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the front until 1901 then they switch it to the other side...so both sides of the house looks the same now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ka3ha58Ulk/TW18ceGZYKI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/LB-JlUTHMec/s1600/P2121210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ka3ha58Ulk/TW18ceGZYKI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/LB-JlUTHMec/s320/P2121210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579252341939986594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the view of Petersburg from the CityHill mansion.  You can see the bank!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-jPLsUNj0Y/TW18cG0763I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/1xU9OuAlG6Q/s1600/P2121213.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/-Q-jPLsUNj0Y/TW18cG0763I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/1xU9OuAlG6Q/s320/P2121213.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579252335692737394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4228083359227377649?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4228083359227377649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4228083359227377649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4228083359227377649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4228083359227377649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/03/petersburg-va.html' title='Petersburg, VA'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7o-edKtbqgs/TW19Hh-5oNI/AAAAAAAAA-I/w6XWd0Q_Q9E/s72-c/P2121217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-8612312762496834597</id><published>2011-03-01T17:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T18:02:42.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>City Point &amp; Battlefields</title><content type='html'>The fun part about being in VA is site seeing.  We love history alot and take any chance we have to learn more about it.  So while here why not go out and see some historical places and also my fun part get some beautiful pictures!  So here are a few of my pictures of the day out and about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a cabin that the soldiers would build to survive the winter months. Also note that it said that 4-6 guys would share this cabin. And J thought he got no private in Iraq. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FdK0FTnX8G8/TW15SXzmgAI/AAAAAAAAA8o/N824NiS2d8A/s1600/P1291139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FdK0FTnX8G8/TW15SXzmgAI/AAAAAAAAA8o/N824NiS2d8A/s320/P1291139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579248869916966914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is J with a cannon at one of the Forts at Petersburg National Battlefield. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XTcADTX_dgw/TW15R7G4dFI/AAAAAAAAA8g/t5OZ08k_jao/s1600/P1291133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XTcADTX_dgw/TW15R7G4dFI/AAAAAAAAA8g/t5OZ08k_jao/s320/P1291133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579248862213207122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us with the City Point Mansion in the back.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry Not best Picture It was the only place I could find to put camera down and it would not fall...you got to love self timers! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uB5bU3tnY94/TW15RTEeGKI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/uX3LRgm4b6M/s1600/P1291129.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/-uB5bU3tnY94/TW15RTEeGKI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/uX3LRgm4b6M/s320/P1291129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579248851465672866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;City Point: This is the Cabin that General Grant stayed at for a few months during the Civil war! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the way this picture turned out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mHQQ3aCSeT0/TW15Q8KcKGI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/XHx5LuLhWdw/s1600/P1291123.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/-mHQQ3aCSeT0/TW15Q8KcKGI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/XHx5LuLhWdw/s320/P1291123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579248845316696162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Favorite Picture by far!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the house at CityPoint.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abe Lincoln actually stayed here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Zk0uzqLatw/TW15QlnJ7VI/AAAAAAAAA8I/1rsZYTrme8Q/s1600/P1291121.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/-6Zk0uzqLatw/TW15QlnJ7VI/AAAAAAAAA8I/1rsZYTrme8Q/s320/P1291121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579248839263120722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-8612312762496834597?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/8612312762496834597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=8612312762496834597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8612312762496834597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8612312762496834597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/03/city-point-battlefields.html' title='City Point &amp; Battlefields'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FdK0FTnX8G8/TW15SXzmgAI/AAAAAAAAA8o/N824NiS2d8A/s72-c/P1291139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-7092878866425193721</id><published>2011-03-01T17:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T17:52:30.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Away from home!</title><content type='html'>So I just wanted to post some pictures of our home away from home! While we miss our "Home" in Georgia.  I am living the weather and the sites to see here in VA.  I do miss my own bed and can't wait till I get back HOME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6tUkwzuwDlI/TW14UUyWYFI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Ezwn4A7nNuU/s1600/P1211109.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/-6tUkwzuwDlI/TW14UUyWYFI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Ezwn4A7nNuU/s320/P1211109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579247803954520146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gva8mwPi1LQ/TW14UK2mHII/AAAAAAAAA74/s6SIaxoDwHA/s1600/P1211113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gva8mwPi1LQ/TW14UK2mHII/AAAAAAAAA74/s6SIaxoDwHA/s320/P1211113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579247801287974018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-7092878866425193721?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/7092878866425193721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=7092878866425193721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7092878866425193721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7092878866425193721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/03/home-away-from-home.html' title='Home Away from home!'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6tUkwzuwDlI/TW14UUyWYFI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Ezwn4A7nNuU/s72-c/P1211109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-2115785874140614074</id><published>2011-02-01T21:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T22:28:14.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Virginia is For Lovers!</title><content type='html'>Ain't that a cute saying?! Sorry, you see it everywhere up here and thought I would use it has the title. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, January 20th we left Georgia and headed up north to Virginia to drop Jeremy off at Fort Lee.  Plan was just that DROP him off and I was heading back.  Well, we got here and found out that Jeremy was not going to be staying in the barracks.  So he ended up staying off post in a hotel that is about 2 miles from the post.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, right now I been sitting around the house while he gets up and goes to school and PT and stuff.  Yeah I am getting bored and there is nothing on tv during the day.  But, Jeremy gets the weekends off so we get to go do some cheap (and free) site seeing during that time.  we went last weekend and saw the General Grant Headquarters during the Civil war and a bunch of forts and battlefield that was use during the Civil War. So much history around here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think I am going to stay up here so that way I can spend time with him.. I mean he has been gone for the last year.  So my job is during the week find something cheap to do on the weekends.  It is kinda nice.  I have enjoyed Virginia so far.  It has not been too hard to find my way around.  Even my husband has learn his way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, far Jeremy is doing good in school and enjoys it with passion.   So I am excited to hear that and he comes home everyday talking about the new foods that he made that day and how yummy it was.  He likes to share with me everything..lol.. which is fine but I don't like to change the way I do anything.  He even made a 96 on his first test! I could not be anymore happy and proud of him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-2115785874140614074?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/2115785874140614074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=2115785874140614074&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2115785874140614074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2115785874140614074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/02/virginia-is-for-lovers.html' title='Virginia is For Lovers!'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-9110228894431734352</id><published>2011-01-14T13:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T14:21:08.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>We made it home safely.  We left Wednesday early so we could have time to stop and site seeing.  We made it to Mobile, AL by 1pm so we stopped at the USS Alabama Battleship Park.  It was a lot of fun. I will post pictures later when I find my camera.  We spend a couple of hours there then head back on the road.  So we decide then to go ahead and stop in Pensacola, FL.  SO we found a good hotel and got a good dinner then rested.  Thursday we woke up kinda late but was just not ready to head back home we enjoy the site seeing we did the day before.  So we decide last minute has checking out that we wanted to go to the National Navy Aviation Museum, so we went.  More pictures later.  Then when we left there and had some good BBQ and finally headed home.  We got home around 11pm. So that drive was way long but fun!  Glad to be home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-9110228894431734352?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/9110228894431734352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=9110228894431734352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/9110228894431734352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/9110228894431734352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/01/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-5250336172581056234</id><published>2011-01-03T00:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T01:06:39.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2011!</title><content type='html'>I am so ready for 2011!  I don't know why but I felt that it could not come soon enough.  So I thought I would write about my plans and events this year.  I am not making "goals" but just things I want to change about my life and new ways to do things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My list of things to approve on:&lt;br /&gt;1) Cleaning and de-clutter my house!  I hate living in a house that is dirty so i want to take my house room by room and clean it out from ceiling and floor so i can find things and feel at peace.  Also, to learn how to keep it maintain.  I fill like i have to spend hours over hours just cleaning but never getting anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Get active! - I don't care if it is walking around the block or going to the gym.  I just want to get physical and try to lose some weight.  I need to find a way or a method to do something.  I have to lose this weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Learn to cook more foods!  I want to learn to be healthier.  I am tired of eating junk food and the only vegetables I know how to cook are out of a can and as a side.  So I am hoping to learn some vegetation meals so I can slowly learn to like more vegetables and good ways to enjoy them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Stop drinking sodas and go to WATER!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some exciting things I am looking forward to this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Hopefully my Hubby will have a wonderful time and graduate from AIT and be a positive experience.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Enjoy our last few months in Georgia! Has much has I am ready to leave the area I really don't want to leave the friends I made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Having a smooth and successful move to Germany!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Hopefully this year will also bring in a baby at some time!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wish for health and money! lol.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is to a great year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-5250336172581056234?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/5250336172581056234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=5250336172581056234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5250336172581056234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5250336172581056234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/01/welcome-2011.html' title='Welcome 2011!'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-2216542931754555869</id><published>2011-01-03T00:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T00:30:59.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2010</title><content type='html'>Goodbye 2010 and hello to 2011!  So I must stop to think about my last year and this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year of Deployment!  So I can now say I am a "real" Army wife and survived a 12 month deployment.  During this year I learned a lot about my self, some negs and some positive.  I know I am can and am strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this year we got to go to Disney World during R&amp;R in July.  We had a blast and really enjoy our time together.  It was so wonderful and a great way to spend time together.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated our 8th Anniversary!  He was back in Iraq on the day but still it was a special day for us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was able to care for my sister, Rebeka, for the last 4 months.  That help me learn and grow and learning to enjoy her company.  I was glad to have this time to bond with her.  We had some great times and I hope we will have great memories!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I celebrated my 30th Birthday!  I was not looking forward to this birthday but I took it with a smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the time I waited for: Jeremy coming home!  I was so excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to go home to Texas to spend the holidays and even got to see our families!  What a wonderful time we had!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is to 2010!  I hope that 2011 will be a great year too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-2216542931754555869?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/2216542931754555869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=2216542931754555869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2216542931754555869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2216542931754555869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/01/goodbye-2010.html' title='Goodbye 2010'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-5453830617715980456</id><published>2011-01-01T23:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T00:21:15.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Out with a Bang!</title><content type='html'>Well, 2010 actually went out with a bang!  New Year's Eve me and Jeremy thought about going out on a small date cause we never do anything like that alone since he has been back from Iraq.  Everyone had something to do, so we went to Beaumont and had Johnny Carino's.  Then Adam and Kim got in touch with us so we went shopping and hang out with them for the rest of the day.  Then we came back to Buna and the whole family did fireworks together.  Now here comes the BANG!  we went to Marie's mom's house since it was kinda raining.  That way we could sit in chairs on the edge of the garage and watch Jeremy shots the fireworks.  That way we are far from them.  Well, I was standing at the edge of the garage taking pictures of Jeremy in the road doing fireworks.  he had a beautiful fountain so i was just snapping away.  Next thing I knew I saw something out of the corner of my eye but did not know what it was.  Next I felt a sharp pain in my leg thigh that I just wanted to fall down.  Has I looked down I see something exploded right by me, and all I could think about was all the fireworks are coming at me.  So I jumped to try to get out of the way.  After everything calms down I realized that my leg is now killing me and there is a hole in my jeans.  Anyways- I realized I got hit by a artillery shell in the leg.  Nothing to bad.. It did bruise my leg extremely and cut the skin a little but I will be okay.  Just that it is on my muscle so it hurts! &lt;div&gt;Anyways here is some pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TSALBzAvtXI/AAAAAAAAA68/JbCwHASzKYw/s1600/P1011067.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TSALBzAvtXI/AAAAAAAAA68/JbCwHASzKYw/s320/P1011067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557454065676301682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TSALBaNtjdI/AAAAAAAAA60/ScqfumTYDw8/s1600/PC311026.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TSALBaNtjdI/AAAAAAAAA60/ScqfumTYDw8/s320/PC311026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557454059019800018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TSALBHta5JI/AAAAAAAAA6s/vZX3ZdCydDI/s1600/PC311020.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TSALBHta5JI/AAAAAAAAA6s/vZX3ZdCydDI/s320/PC311020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557454054052521106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TSALA23kr9I/AAAAAAAAA6k/96iqaFy7uMg/s1600/PC311041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TSALA23kr9I/AAAAAAAAA6k/96iqaFy7uMg/s320/PC311041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557454049531703250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-5453830617715980456?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/5453830617715980456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=5453830617715980456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5453830617715980456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5453830617715980456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2011/01/going-out-with-bang.html' title='Going Out with a Bang!'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TSALBzAvtXI/AAAAAAAAA68/JbCwHASzKYw/s72-c/P1011067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-7114466679796233364</id><published>2010-12-25T22:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T22:56:43.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>So, this year Christmas was a little different for lots of people.  Rebeka had Christmas in a strange place and we had to help give her that Christmas at the last minute.  I think we did a good job.  Beka did enjoy it so i guess that is what matters in the end.  Anyways here are some pictures of Beka enjoying her Christmas morning!  Oh, we got a very nice GPS system from my Dad... I will definitely use that..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beka first waking up.. notice Santa came in picture but she wanted a picture first! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRa2pfhtcKI/AAAAAAAAA6c/2x14JCc4hRY/s1600/PC250984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRa2pfhtcKI/AAAAAAAAA6c/2x14JCc4hRY/s320/PC250984.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554828014361866402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her ladybug pillow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRa2pPp0_kI/AAAAAAAAA6U/6nGMAg22BRk/s1600/PC250987.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRa2pPp0_kI/AAAAAAAAA6U/6nGMAg22BRk/s320/PC250987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554828010100948546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She kept opening presents faster then I could take pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so I made her stop so I could take one... and this is the look I get! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRa2ozEboiI/AAAAAAAAA6M/Sv68y-rmziI/s1600/PC250988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRa2ozEboiI/AAAAAAAAA6M/Sv68y-rmziI/s320/PC250988.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554828002427904546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy going though his stocking! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRa2oqbHbeI/AAAAAAAAA6E/94juieX6Yqc/s1600/PC250989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRa2oqbHbeI/AAAAAAAAA6E/94juieX6Yqc/s320/PC250989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554828000107130338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Beka trying to open her Pet shop box..notice the saw in hand! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRa2oWqOEGI/AAAAAAAAA58/cSSrWQU7czo/s1600/PC250990.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRa2oWqOEGI/AAAAAAAAA58/cSSrWQU7czo/s320/PC250990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554827994801770594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After Christmas morning Beka went to enjoy her father's family with Amber and Amber's family.  So me and Jeremy went to Marie's mother's house and watched Jennifer and Mrs Soriez open gifts.  Mrs. Soriez got us some nice soup bowls with P's on them and some measuring cups.  Then we had some wonderful food...sorry I don't know what it is called it is a Mexican food...chicken kind of thing over rice.  Then we had beans, corn, green beans and bread.  It was yummy like always.  &lt;div&gt;The rest of the day we spent just relaxing...what else could you want or do but relax...lol!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-7114466679796233364?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/7114466679796233364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=7114466679796233364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7114466679796233364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7114466679796233364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRa2pfhtcKI/AAAAAAAAA6c/2x14JCc4hRY/s72-c/PC250984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4271182485438845408</id><published>2010-12-25T21:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T22:24:33.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas and Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>Well, we finally made it to Texas.  We ended up not being able to leave Wednesday so did not leave until Thursday and had to make the trip in one day.  I was scared about the trip so much that I made myself sicked to my stomach.  So, the first few hours...or half of the trip was terrible.  About Mississippi I was finally able to calm it enough and enjoy the rest of the trip.  But, it was so nice to be back in Texas and enjoy the time with the family.  Glad to be home this year.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHRISTMAS EVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas Eve we went to my Brother's family house and had our Christmas together.  We had some yummy Mexican food made by Kim and Adam.  It was yummy and good.  It was also a good time to visit and just talk to my family.  Had a blast with Parker...and man, has he grown up since last time I have was here.  He is not a little baby anymore...but a cute handsome little toddler. lol.. I enjoy watching him and Beka play together and open presents.  We got some very nice stuff.  Jeremy got a flashlight from Jennifer and I got a candle from her.  Then we got From Adam, Kim, &amp;amp; Parker was a German translator book.  Awesome we will need that!  Then from Andrea we got a beautiful "Home of the Brave" picture!  So we had a lot of fun! Here are some pictures of the fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRazZ2f66OI/AAAAAAAAA5c/9A12thsVNRk/s1600/PC240958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRazZ2f66OI/AAAAAAAAA5c/9A12thsVNRk/s320/PC240958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554824447115585762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRazahQqz9I/AAAAAAAAA50/ch1yiWfvau0/s1600/PC240973.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRazahQqz9I/AAAAAAAAA50/ch1yiWfvau0/s320/PC240973.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554824458594340818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRazaVFtK7I/AAAAAAAAA5s/P84477NBTPs/s1600/PC240964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRazaVFtK7I/AAAAAAAAA5s/P84477NBTPs/s320/PC240964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554824455327132594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRazaAJ2mTI/AAAAAAAAA5k/3ZRKPIKYO9Y/s1600/PC240961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRazaAJ2mTI/AAAAAAAAA5k/3ZRKPIKYO9Y/s320/PC240961.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554824449707383090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My whole side of the family from Left to Right:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andrea (sis), Parker (nephew), Dad, Kim (Sis in-law), Marie (step-mom)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adam (Bro), Jeremy (husband), and ME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRazZm5sqxI/AAAAAAAAA5U/Wp0BnC9FMM0/s1600/PC240978.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRazZm5sqxI/AAAAAAAAA5U/Wp0BnC9FMM0/s320/PC240978.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554824442928737042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The after the party we came back to my dad's house and put Beka to bed.  Once she was in bed, we got to do a little Santa this year.  Since we did not know until last minute she was staying with us we did not have that much but we did run and found one thing she ask Santa for so she had big gift from Santa.  So we had fun doing that.  Well, Jeremy did I was struggling emotional with everything.  But, it was fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4271182485438845408?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4271182485438845408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4271182485438845408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4271182485438845408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4271182485438845408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/12/texas-and-christmas-eve.html' title='Texas and Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TRazZ2f66OI/AAAAAAAAA5c/9A12thsVNRk/s72-c/PC240958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-7665756139781071353</id><published>2010-12-11T11:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T11:32:12.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT IS OVER</title><content type='html'>HE IS HOME once again and this time to stay a little longer!!  lol But he came in Monday night/Tuesday morning how every you want to look at it.  It was cold sitting out there waiting for the buses to show up  but totally worth every minute.  I love him and so glad he is back!  Way to go SPC Jeremy A. Page we love and our proud of you! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TQOm1dbBdNI/AAAAAAAAA44/uswj-QROjaA/s1600/PC070812.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TQOm1dbBdNI/AAAAAAAAA44/uswj-QROjaA/s320/PC070812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549462603211830482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TQOm2BZfL9I/AAAAAAAAA5A/CUwSnpt39vY/s1600/PC070805.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TQOm2BZfL9I/AAAAAAAAA5A/CUwSnpt39vY/s320/PC070805.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549462612869066706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So happy to be back in the kitchen cooking!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TQOm2WtNI2I/AAAAAAAAA5I/Us0iPZw4IdM/s1600/PC070824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TQOm2WtNI2I/AAAAAAAAA5I/Us0iPZw4IdM/s320/PC070824.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549462618588914530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-7665756139781071353?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/7665756139781071353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=7665756139781071353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7665756139781071353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7665756139781071353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-is-over.html' title='IT IS OVER'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TQOm1dbBdNI/AAAAAAAAA44/uswj-QROjaA/s72-c/PC070812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-5552318593875230280</id><published>2010-11-06T21:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:52:31.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas Is.....</title><content type='html'>Okay I know it is not even Thanksgiving yet but I thought sure why not make a list.  It been years since I have actually made a list so I thought I would do it.  I remember has a kid sitting down with the Sears Wish Book pickin out what I wanted... it is a little different now I got the whole World Wide Web to look at and my stuff is alittle more higher.  So my brother and his family do this so I though why not!  lol&lt;div&gt;Anyways here is my want wish list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Kitchen Aide Mixer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TNYChnLikOI/AAAAAAAAA4w/PaJIcb3T2q8/s1600/kitchenaid-mixer-deal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TNYChnLikOI/AAAAAAAAA4w/PaJIcb3T2q8/s320/kitchenaid-mixer-deal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536615568374927586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) GPS system - but I need to make sure it does internationally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TNYChA4QRlI/AAAAAAAAA4o/kP7dy2v1X30/s1600/GPS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TNYChA4QRlI/AAAAAAAAA4o/kP7dy2v1X30/s320/GPS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536615558093489746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) A Sewing Machine -- I really want to learn and I can't if I dont have one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TNYChKEWAEI/AAAAAAAAA4g/VM8dTCZxuAM/s1600/sewing+machine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TNYChKEWAEI/AAAAAAAAA4g/VM8dTCZxuAM/s320/sewing+machine.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536615560560115778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) This cook book is awesome!  The food at Disney is so yummy I would love to make Jeremy some Strawberry Soup! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TNYCg18dOYI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/0KLjtgBoLPc/s1600/cookbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TNYCg18dOYI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/0KLjtgBoLPc/s320/cookbook.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536615555158325634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) This is the most important thing on our LIST (I guess I should had made it #1 but I doubt anyone would get it for us).  We need a new car to take to Germany with us because we will not be able to take our Pontiac ... but it is so hard to buy a car... someone want to buy this for us... they can have our car we have now! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TNYCgnqgdII/AAAAAAAAA4Q/-JWq7JYiLbQ/s1600/jetta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TNYCgnqgdII/AAAAAAAAA4Q/-JWq7JYiLbQ/s320/jetta.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536615551324943490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-5552318593875230280?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/5552318593875230280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=5552318593875230280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5552318593875230280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5552318593875230280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/11/all-i-want-for-christmas-is.html' title='All I want for Christmas Is.....'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TNYChnLikOI/AAAAAAAAA4w/PaJIcb3T2q8/s72-c/kitchenaid-mixer-deal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-3484947814859878311</id><published>2010-10-17T22:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:57:53.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning it off!</title><content type='html'>So today at church we had a wonderful speaker who talked about Facebook!  Yes, facebook while at church.  The talk was more over turning off the television and logging off facebook.  Are we not doing service work because we don't have the time because we are using our time online and in front of the television.  So all day today I been thinking about how I spend my time and what I could be doing instead of facebooking all day! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is my goal starting Tomorrow Monday the 17th.  That when Beka is awake I will not be online or turn the television on.  That includes turning the tv on to get her out of my hair.  I plan to use my days to clean my house, do more crafts and learning activities with Beka, crafts, baking, and cooking.  Sounds good these are all things that I should have been doing all alone but instead I sit on the couch and stay on facebook.  So I think that is a good goal.  I will be online after she goes to bed I feel like that should be my time and time for me.  So I will just start with when Beka is awake which is normal 9am to about 9pm.  So wish me luck and I hope this works out and I find myself enjoying doing more.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS Tomorrow I am going shopping in Savannah with a friend so I will succeed tomorrow! YAY! But on that note I am beginning to plan and get things together for the HOMECOMING!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-3484947814859878311?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/3484947814859878311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=3484947814859878311&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3484947814859878311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3484947814859878311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/10/turning-it-off.html' title='Turning it off!'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-6551717351664393261</id><published>2010-10-16T11:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T11:47:24.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Out!</title><content type='html'>Well, this week a couple of friends from the ward whose husband are also deployed decided to do a lady and kids camp out.  While we have all been camping before it was a first for all of us to do it without husbands.  I was kinda excited but nervous knowing it was going to be 3 ladies and 5 kids, but it was wonderful.  It was so nice to be outside and away from the computer and cell phones and just relax.  I was proud of us and of me.  I did alot of stuff I have not done alone or even since girls camp like 11 years ago.  My husband wonder if I would be able to set up a tent alone and not starve, or even sleep at night...since I am scared of the dark.  I have to say I am proud to know that I can set up our tent and take it down all alone.  That we were able to start a fire and keep it going to cook food and also put it out.  So I am proud to say we survived and had a lot of fun. The only negative was that early in the morning it got really cold but we were not prepare with trick blankets, jackets or pants.  So in the morning we were kinda or really cold.  So next time we will bring more clothes.  But, other then that it was fun and hope to do it again. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures from the trip! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Tent and Campsite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TLnFFZfearI/AAAAAAAAA34/Z9cwpdvTXvY/s1600/PA140461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TLnFFZfearI/AAAAAAAAA34/Z9cwpdvTXvY/s320/PA140461.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528666714106915506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beka making hot dogs on the fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TLnFF8gHdmI/AAAAAAAAA4A/FeFLrchJ958/s1600/PA140466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TLnFF8gHdmI/AAAAAAAAA4A/FeFLrchJ958/s320/PA140466.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528666723504846434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-6551717351664393261?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/6551717351664393261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=6551717351664393261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/6551717351664393261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/6551717351664393261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/10/camp-out.html' title='Camp Out!'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TLnFFZfearI/AAAAAAAAA34/Z9cwpdvTXvY/s72-c/PA140461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-449057299131065004</id><published>2010-10-01T17:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T17:53:18.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>Motivation , &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where did you go? Please come back to me!!!   I need you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were here yesterday and I clean my kitchen, living/ dinning room, and even vacuum the floor.  Well, until the vacuum went out.  Then I had dinner in the crock pot by noon and had a wonderful dinner.  I had so much motivation cause then I went to walmart and blockbuster came home had  wonderful meal.  Then after Beka's bed time I got out and scrapbook.  I had a great day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well today well are you .... the only time I got off the couch is when Beka need something..... I need you today!!!   I have had motivation yesterday but I need you back today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please come back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A very tired and unmotivated lady! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-449057299131065004?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/449057299131065004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=449057299131065004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/449057299131065004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/449057299131065004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/10/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-5644386664299768626</id><published>2010-09-30T01:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T02:25:27.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping</title><content type='html'>Okay so I been trying to learn ways to shapes and save money.  Yeah I know I should have learned how to do it a long time ago.  So I decide a couple of months ago that I was going to learn to use coupons.  Well, I sign up to get the Sunday paper here and signed up to coupons.com and a couple of other websites.  Then I joined Kroger and picked though their online coupons.  So I went to print coupons and ended up only printing about 3 pages because I did not realized it was going to be only 2 coupons per page and ended up running out of paper and ink.  So, I need groceries, so I headed out anyways... Here I went to Kroger.  So I ended up getting lots of stuff that I did not need but hey had a coupon for.  So after spending forever in the store going to pages of the list I printed off of online coupons, and the coupons I cut out.  I was quiet upset because I did not end up saving and spend more then I consider was in my budget.  So knowing me I really wanted to give up on the whole thing.&lt;div&gt;Well, then 2 weeks ago I took Beka to Wal-Mart and had no coupons, nothing at all.  Well, I ended up spending WAY over my budget.  Now, I know it is Wal-mart and I did get more then food, which is why I don't think I should shop there cause I have to go check out the DVDs, and this and that! lol! You all know what I mean!  So anyways I spend WAY too much... my jaw hit the ground.  But, another reason it was so much I stocked up... I got 2-4 items of everything too so I figure I did what was best. But, I could not spend that much again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, now right before pay day again!  Yes I said before pay day- I hate that every one in this town gets pay at the same time cause it makes every store in town filled with people, long lines, and empty shelves.  So I decide that I am going to save money each check so I can go the day before pay day that way I don't have a reason to get out and deal with all those people! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyways I decide that I need some stuff, mostly the main stuff: bread, eggs, milk.  The other thing I notice is I would decide I wanted something but then I did not have one item I needed.  So I decide another trip to the store, but this time I was going to try to be smart about it.  So I made a list of things I want to make some fancy and then some stuff for my "I want to be lazy" days.  Then I looked to see what I have and just made a list of what I needed.  So then I looked though the coupons I been collecting for the last month and only cut out the stuff I used but I only bought with me the stuff I needed and save the others for next time.  I ended up spending WAY less then I thought I would!  I am proud of myself.  As a matter of fact I saved $20.00 just on coupons!  I know $20 might not sound like much but hey it is enough to go out to eat...which made me decide to go treat myself with Taco Bell..lol!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I guess I have learn for me the best way to save money is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) coupons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Make a list off of what I want to make&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Shop at the commissary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;** PS These are how I saved money... I can't promise the same results for you.... but I hope to continue to learn ways to save****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-5644386664299768626?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/5644386664299768626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=5644386664299768626&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5644386664299768626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5644386664299768626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/09/shopping.html' title='Shopping'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-1893577259255682623</id><published>2010-09-21T22:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T23:18:23.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY</title><content type='html'>So, sorry I have not written in a while there has been so much going on and just never taken the time to stop and write. &lt;div&gt;Well Last week I drove to Florida and got my half sister, Beka, who is 5.  She is staying with us (or should I say me since Jeremy is still gone) for about 2 months.  So things has been super busy for me.  I had to take my extra room which was filled with junk and empty the room out and then set it up and make it safe and conformable for a child.  So now that is done I thought I might set down but still don't really have the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am busy trying to do her home school work, cooking meals, and trying to find cheap things to do and get us out of the house.  Plus find educational stuff is a bonus.   So that is all I have been up to.  We have painted with apples, played with sidewalk chalk, put together and got fish for our 55 gallon fish tank, went shopping, sent Jeremy gifts and read books.  Sounds like fun hum?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On other news we are down to less then 90 days till Jeremy is home! Wow, I remember when he was gone for 90 days and now we have been away (other then that 2 weeks) for 282 I guess 90 days don't seem like that much.  He is doing good just wishing the Army will make up their mind about what they are going to do and when they are going to send him home.  So we really don't know what is going on.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-1893577259255682623?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/1893577259255682623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=1893577259255682623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1893577259255682623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1893577259255682623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/09/crazy.html' title='CRAZY'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4848023398710272026</id><published>2010-08-24T21:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:28:53.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 8th Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/THRxQJSaKqI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Oc7LA-YnrI0/s1600/Photo0304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/THRxQJSaKqI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Oc7LA-YnrI0/s320/Photo0304.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509152766365936290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Just wanted to say Happy Anniversary to Jeremy!  I love him and I am thankful for the last 8 years together.  Our Journey has had our ups and downs and we have been so many places and got to see so much of the United States.  I just wanted to say Happy Anniversary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4848023398710272026?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4848023398710272026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4848023398710272026&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4848023398710272026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4848023398710272026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-8th-anniversary.html' title='Happy 8th Anniversary!'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/THRxQJSaKqI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Oc7LA-YnrI0/s72-c/Photo0304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4489771788347809807</id><published>2010-08-10T20:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T21:18:33.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney World 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, We have been back from Disney about 2 weeks now and I am sorry I am just now getting on to post pictures.  We had so much fun and did not want to leave.  Just advice for anyone don't go to Disney in July it is crowd and HOT!  So enjoy the pictures!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us in Front of the Castle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH31ipIerI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/0up13bwO6AU/s1600/Castle+n+Us+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH31ipIerI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/0up13bwO6AU/s320/Castle+n+Us+3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503952718827911858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fireworks at the Castle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH31ZOaqEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/JSa2B2Ch9sg/s1600/Fireworks+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH31ZOaqEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/JSa2B2Ch9sg/s320/Fireworks+1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503952716299937858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH30jVsGpI/AAAAAAAAA3I/su4-jTl4v3o/s1600/Fireworks+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH30jVsGpI/AAAAAAAAA3I/su4-jTl4v3o/s320/Fireworks+6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503952701834926738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH30SzVfyI/AAAAAAAAA3A/9nVKiYrA0bQ/s1600/Fireworks+9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH30SzVfyI/AAAAAAAAA3A/9nVKiYrA0bQ/s320/Fireworks+9.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503952697395871522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my all time favorite view of the caste... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH3zyKJErI/AAAAAAAAA24/SXamOdsOKPI/s1600/P7280870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH3zyKJErI/AAAAAAAAA24/SXamOdsOKPI/s320/P7280870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503952688633156274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minnie's House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH3DysAipI/AAAAAAAAA2w/2NUHhT_e96g/s1600/P7280874.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH3DysAipI/AAAAAAAAA2w/2NUHhT_e96g/s320/P7280874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503951864141482642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us on Dumbo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH3DjutHeI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ExGrW7Cjh7U/s1600/Dumbo+Us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH3DjutHeI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ExGrW7Cjh7U/s320/Dumbo+Us.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503951860126260706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us with Tiana and Naveen from "Princess and the Frog"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH3DUemVdI/AAAAAAAAA2g/eDPlZxt8Z6I/s1600/Princess+N+the+Frog.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH3DUemVdI/AAAAAAAAA2g/eDPlZxt8Z6I/s320/Princess+N+the+Frog.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503951856032175570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy with the Sword and the Stone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH3CxMBpWI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/3-BgXYIQfuc/s1600/Sword+N+the+Stone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH3CxMBpWI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/3-BgXYIQfuc/s320/Sword+N+the+Stone.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503951846559032674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us at Tony's Restaurant &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH3CnYo3LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/JXQnx6zQEvQ/s1600/Tony%27s+Us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH3CnYo3LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/JXQnx6zQEvQ/s320/Tony%27s+Us.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503951843927579826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS.. Keep going I have posted 3 blogs about our trip so don't stop here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4489771788347809807?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4489771788347809807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4489771788347809807&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4489771788347809807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4489771788347809807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/08/disney-world-2010.html' title='Disney World 2010'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH31ipIerI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/0up13bwO6AU/s72-c/Castle+n+Us+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-8096584759296837150</id><published>2010-08-10T20:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T20:56:31.102-04:00</updated><title type='text'>EpcotJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Space Ship Earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH0IO1-LkI/AAAAAAAAA2I/fojrtdMkzG4/s1600/Spaceship+Earth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH0IO1-LkI/AAAAAAAAA2I/fojrtdMkzG4/s320/Spaceship+Earth.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503948641884057154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me in My Dream Car ... lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHz4tLrzTI/AAAAAAAAA2A/NNbcLFxCso0/s1600/Test+Track+Car+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHz4tLrzTI/AAAAAAAAA2A/NNbcLFxCso0/s320/Test+Track+Car+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503948375150284082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy with our Piggy Band for the Way To Save Game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHz3EbbrpI/AAAAAAAAA14/Y-DC40u3nHY/s1600/Saving+Pig+N+J.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHz3EbbrpI/AAAAAAAAA14/Y-DC40u3nHY/s320/Saving+Pig+N+J.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503948347030613650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy trying all the cokes from around the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHz2ZGXbTI/AAAAAAAAA1w/lZRrLFQ7Cdw/s1600/Cokes+N+J.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHz2ZGXbTI/AAAAAAAAA1w/lZRrLFQ7Cdw/s320/Cokes+N+J.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503948335399529778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Picture was taken using a trash can and the self Timer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHz1W8zGKI/AAAAAAAAA1o/eNUnGAGDw4k/s1600/Canada+-+Us.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHz1W8zGKI/AAAAAAAAA1o/eNUnGAGDw4k/s320/Canada+-+Us.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503948317642660002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again a self timer picture...lo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHz0KSuPOI/AAAAAAAAA1g/m9GnavgdLig/s1600/Canada+Us+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHz0KSuPOI/AAAAAAAAA1g/m9GnavgdLig/s320/Canada+Us+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503948297065086178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy at United Kingdom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHyrtCikiI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/7aM9p1C0qoM/s1600/United+Kingdom+n+J.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHyrtCikiI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/7aM9p1C0qoM/s320/United+Kingdom+n+J.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503947052262003234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy in Norway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHyq8a8ZdI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/CFEAPBmhcDM/s1600/Norway+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHyq8a8ZdI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/CFEAPBmhcDM/s320/Norway+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503947039211021778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us in Italy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHypx6TKsI/AAAAAAAAA1I/zkJF3Yqueug/s1600/Italy+and+Us+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHypx6TKsI/AAAAAAAAA1I/zkJF3Yqueug/s320/Italy+and+Us+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503947019209878210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me in Germany next to wishing well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHyon3Kf7I/AAAAAAAAA1A/BMjQDI4fA2U/s1600/Germany+Wishing+wel+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHyon3Kf7I/AAAAAAAAA1A/BMjQDI4fA2U/s320/Germany+Wishing+wel+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503946999332503474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy in China&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHynYGiJ4I/AAAAAAAAA04/HTkaeY01vD8/s1600/China+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHynYGiJ4I/AAAAAAAAA04/HTkaeY01vD8/s320/China+4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503946977922131842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-8096584759296837150?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/8096584759296837150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=8096584759296837150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8096584759296837150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8096584759296837150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/08/epcotj.html' title='EpcotJ'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGH0IO1-LkI/AAAAAAAAA2I/fojrtdMkzG4/s72-c/Spaceship+Earth.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-2797514673485057227</id><published>2010-08-10T20:17:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T20:42:31.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hollywood Studios and Characters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for Beauty and the Beast to Start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHwEKU-ZGI/AAAAAAAAA0w/AxTQ4I15_jI/s1600/Us+at+BNB+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHwEKU-ZGI/AAAAAAAAA0w/AxTQ4I15_jI/s320/Us+at+BNB+1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503944173905929314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us in front of one of my favorite Ride:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tower of Terror...I get freaked out but will ride it over and over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHwCxtvdtI/AAAAAAAAA0o/yXF5u9QDShY/s1600/Tower+of+Terror+N+Us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHwCxtvdtI/AAAAAAAAA0o/yXF5u9QDShY/s320/Tower+of+Terror+N+Us.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503944150119053010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looks Like I finally kicked him to the curve &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHvy690mFI/AAAAAAAAA0g/PVbWM-BEf-Q/s1600/Suitcase+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHvy690mFI/AAAAAAAAA0g/PVbWM-BEf-Q/s320/Suitcase+3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503943877724510290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did you know I enjoy Singing in the Rain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHu-IwCNzI/AAAAAAAAAzw/aNRq82xTLIY/s1600/Singing+in+the+Rain+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHu-IwCNzI/AAAAAAAAAzw/aNRq82xTLIY/s320/Singing+in+the+Rain+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503942970891712306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy enjoying the old style car outside Sci-fi Diner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHu9CKV59I/AAAAAAAAAzo/FKIwIRHrfvw/s1600/Sci-fi+Car.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHu9CKV59I/AAAAAAAAAzo/FKIwIRHrfvw/s320/Sci-fi+Car.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503942951943137234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us on the in the back on Rock N Roller Coaster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHu8HJU8UI/AAAAAAAAAzg/TfukfFrCnKc/s1600/Rock+N+Roll+Coaster+4.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHu8HJU8UI/AAAAAAAAAzg/TfukfFrCnKc/s320/Rock+N+Roll+Coaster+4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503942936101187906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Incredibles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHu631ArJI/AAAAAAAAAzY/_R9hj-CNkWY/s1600/The+Incredibes.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHu631ArJI/AAAAAAAAAzY/_R9hj-CNkWY/s320/The+Incredibes.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503942914809572498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Wonderful Things about Tigger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHu5oKzavI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/laOvoxfFf-A/s1600/Tigger+and+us.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHu5oKzavI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/laOvoxfFf-A/s320/Tigger+and+us.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503942893426141938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHt7EvI2lI/AAAAAAAAAzI/3MpyRMWkz6s/s1600/Pinocchio+N+Us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHt7EvI2lI/AAAAAAAAAzI/3MpyRMWkz6s/s320/Pinocchio+N+Us.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503941818762975826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Monsters, Inc guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHt6v98WnI/AAAAAAAAAzA/24GRlNNDnEo/s1600/Monster,+INC...3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHt6v98WnI/AAAAAAAAAzA/24GRlNNDnEo/s320/Monster,+INC...3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503941813187926642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minnie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHt6GVNGII/AAAAAAAAAy4/HnDGYGKpd7c/s1600/Minnie+n+Us.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHt6GVNGII/AAAAAAAAAy4/HnDGYGKpd7c/s320/Minnie+n+Us.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503941802011203714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Marie (from Aristocrats)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHt30a0GtI/AAAAAAAAAyo/lYmYOgQ4M0A/s1600/Marie+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHt30a0GtI/AAAAAAAAAyo/lYmYOgQ4M0A/s320/Marie+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503941762843155154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lots-O from Toy Story 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHtZH-e5mI/AAAAAAAAAyg/UyX2QIMm5F8/s1600/Lotso+-+US+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHtZH-e5mI/AAAAAAAAAyg/UyX2QIMm5F8/s320/Lotso+-+US+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503941235517089378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeremy and Stitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHtYbGW1BI/AAAAAAAAAyY/NNDKmcm6pik/s1600/J+n+Sitch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHtYbGW1BI/AAAAAAAAAyY/NNDKmcm6pik/s320/J+n+Sitch.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503941223470519314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fairy Godmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHtW7JAIJI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/3AciKvJ26nE/s1600/Fairy+Godmother+and+us+2.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHtW7JAIJI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/3AciKvJ26nE/s320/Fairy+Godmother+and+us+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503941197711810706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fake Pooh and Friends at Down Town Disney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHtWqVGAgI/AAAAAAAAAyI/oiLaHtq9ook/s1600/Us+and+Pooh.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHtWqVGAgI/AAAAAAAAAyI/oiLaHtq9ook/s320/Us+and+Pooh.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503941193199124994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us at the Polynesian Hotel... Awesome view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHtVt0EaqI/AAAAAAAAAyA/GWuVyhonoC0/s1600/Us+at+PoLY+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHtVt0EaqI/AAAAAAAAAyA/GWuVyhonoC0/s320/Us+at+PoLY+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503941176954481314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-2797514673485057227?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/2797514673485057227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=2797514673485057227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2797514673485057227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2797514673485057227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/08/hollywood-studios-and-characters.html' title='Hollywood Studios and Characters'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHwEKU-ZGI/AAAAAAAAA0w/AxTQ4I15_jI/s72-c/Us+at+BNB+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4557083808892203790</id><published>2010-08-08T20:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T20:17:27.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daytona Speedway</title><content type='html'>So some wonderful friends of ours that was watching our dog while we were gone gave us some nice tickets to the Daytona Speedway. I was not that thrill with the idea but Jeremy was so excited so how could I say No! I mean I guess it will be cool the Daytona Speedway is some historical place. So now I can say I have been there!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us in the Stands!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHqtV2ay5I/AAAAAAAAAx4/keQpVMSYxTg/s1600/P7200078.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHqtV2ay5I/AAAAAAAAAx4/keQpVMSYxTg/s320/P7200078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503938284303862674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Grandstands and the counter thingy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHqsnvR9pI/AAAAAAAAAxw/atSsOMvAowU/s1600/P7200031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHqsnvR9pI/AAAAAAAAAxw/atSsOMvAowU/s320/P7200031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503938271925892754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us on Victory Lane! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHqr2gQzwI/AAAAAAAAAxo/A7n5ns3qM4A/s1600/P7200043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHqr2gQzwI/AAAAAAAAAxo/A7n5ns3qM4A/s320/P7200043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503938258709565186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy with the #3 car (I think it is Dale)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHqreDpnRI/AAAAAAAAAxg/M50h963Nm70/s1600/P7200017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHqreDpnRI/AAAAAAAAAxg/M50h963Nm70/s320/P7200017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503938252147105042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Outside the building and the Pace car from Daytona 500&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(By the way that is my dream car (Just with out all the pain job))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Chevy Camo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHqqUwjnbI/AAAAAAAAAxY/zniFUKKUwHY/s1600/P7200004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHqqUwjnbI/AAAAAAAAAxY/zniFUKKUwHY/s320/P7200004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503938232471231922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4557083808892203790?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4557083808892203790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4557083808892203790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4557083808892203790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4557083808892203790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/08/daytona-speedway.html' title='Daytona Speedway'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TGHqtV2ay5I/AAAAAAAAAx4/keQpVMSYxTg/s72-c/P7200078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-5884526932155938053</id><published>2010-07-16T23:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T23:27:11.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading Out of Here</title><content type='html'>Okay so Jeremy is due in less then 25 hours for a wonderful 15 days for Rest and Relaxation (R&amp;amp;R)!  I am so excited which is the reason I am still awake but tired! lol! Anyways - I just wanted to share that when he is home I wont be online much because we are going on a little vacation and will not have the internet.  Where are we going? The "Happiest Place on Earth" and the place "where Miracles Happens" yes that is right!  We are going to Disney World!  Yes I know we don't have kids but what can I say we LOVE that place.  Love the ideas of no worries, wonderful places to eat, great entertainment that is good and family clean.  Epcot a place to see and learn of a little taste of other cultures.   Then there is the excitement part.... I love rides! Rides Rides and more rides but not just the rides that leave you out of breath but some that are just nice causal ride that tells a story as in the Pirates of the Caribbean and Jungle Cruise!  So why go some where else Walt Disney World sounds so great!  So anyones once I get back I will fill you in on how it went!  But until then!!! Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-5884526932155938053?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/5884526932155938053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=5884526932155938053&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5884526932155938053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5884526932155938053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/07/heading-out-of-here.html' title='Heading Out of Here'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-1037975251604492816</id><published>2010-07-16T22:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T22:58:57.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking and Food</title><content type='html'>Okay so I have this new adventure bone in my body and that has to do with cooking and eating!  Okay anyone that knows my family knows that us "Haynes" are a very picky family.  I think each one of us are picky and a different area too, I will eat one thing but my brother might not but sister will or the other way around.  We are just all picky! lol!  Well, after R&amp;amp;R I want to stop that for me!  I want to become a better eater!  My husband (the future cook) loves food and loves all ethic foods and has a wife that he loves so he never gets to enjoy those foods he craves.  So I am hoping to open my eyes to other foods and &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt; new things.  As hard as it might be I know I need to do it!  I must just stay positive and think about why I want to do it and I might find my next "Favorite" thing! lol!   &lt;div&gt;With that being said I also have this idea of learning to cook healthier or find a way to cook what I like using fresh ingredient and not out of a box.  Also if I can find a healthier way to make junk food then I am all for it! lol!  Like I saw the other day that you can make brownies out of beans? never knew that?! Really wanting to try it but need a good receipt or someone that has actually tried them?! Anyone got one??  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also I have a goal in August to begin learning how to decorate cakes.  Which will be hard for me since I don't really eat cake... I just am not a cake eater but LOVE to decorate them.  Is that wrong? Maybe I will start making one every 2 weeks and give them out?! So if I show up at your house that looks weird ignored it I was just practicing! lol!  I plan on signing up for the classes at Michaels or AC Moore I just dont want to have to drive every week to Savannah but hey you got to do what you got to do.  Anyone want to sign up with me so I can have a partner for the drive?  Speaking of cakes on this show the other day that I like called "Cupcakes War" (I think) One of the contestants made all vegan cakes and the judges was amazed on how great they tasted.  They had a whole store of just vegan cakes.  I was shocked and now that makes me want to try a vegan cake.  Some thing else to try!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I have to add I really really want to start making my own bread.  I just got to learn how to start small and how to get started.  At church we had a cake making class and I have to say I was shocked with how good the bread turned out.  The bread was a Honey wheat bread.  Now you are talking about someone that A) never eats wheat bread b) HATES honey and normally never even try anything with honey.  But remember my new goal of trying things I tried it and all I can say is OMG!!! It was so good.  I would love love love to have that everyday.  And I can I just have to start making it.  So another thing to learn and work on improving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now that I listed all of that: Is anyone interesting and being my cook and teacher? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-1037975251604492816?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/1037975251604492816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=1037975251604492816&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1037975251604492816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1037975251604492816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/07/cooking-and-food.html' title='Cooking and Food'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-1094413985611275435</id><published>2010-07-16T21:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T22:16:00.977-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Army Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay so this is a little late but I just wanted to share!  July 11th was Jeremy anniversary date from joining the army in 2007 (I love it: 7-11-07).  I just wanted to share that I can not believe that it has been 3 years since he left for Basic training.  Which starts me thinking about the last 3 years and how much our lives have changed.  I mean if you ask me 5 years ago if I thought I would have every been living in Georgia I would had been like no way.  But look at me I have been here 3 years and loving it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking about 3 years ago and I just want to share some stories of Jeremy joining.  Okay so we we on a "date" to the Utah Blaze football game at the Delta Center and we were walking around the booths the arena area and there was a Army booth giving away shirts if you could do some push ups... of course my husband stops and tries it.  So of course the recruiter starts talking and my husband then tells him he is interested.  I remember the shocked on my face but I can't say it was really shocked I knew it was coming, we had mention it a few times before but never made a move on it.  So anyways the recruiter gave us some pamphlets and so we talked about it during the game.  Yes I don't remember anything about the game just talking and every time I had a question he would run and go ask. lol... so after Jeremy got up and went and ask about 4 questions the recruiter just made an appointment to come meet with us and that was the start of it all.&lt;br /&gt;I also wants to say that we had a camping trip to Bryce Canyon in Utah plan has a goodbye trip for right after July 4th because we did not think he would leave that soon after taking the ASAVB test.  But no he actually left one week later so we never got to go on that trip; so has a joke I still tell him he owes me a camping trip to Bryce Canyon!! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I wanted to share some pictures of Jeremy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Jeremy in Basic July 200&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TEESGw5GqsI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/IVkCujXzWZ4/s1600/jeremybasic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TEESGw5GqsI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/IVkCujXzWZ4/s320/jeremybasic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494692927781644994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Jeremy now May of 2010 in Iraq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TEEJgKqYkMI/AAAAAAAAAxI/iMJEupRXd1A/s1600/jp.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TEEJgKqYkMI/AAAAAAAAAxI/iMJEupRXd1A/s320/jp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494683468591304898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow! What a journey!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-1094413985611275435?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/1094413985611275435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=1094413985611275435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1094413985611275435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1094413985611275435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/07/army-anniversary.html' title='Army Anniversary!'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TEESGw5GqsI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/IVkCujXzWZ4/s72-c/jeremybasic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-8804185834834355910</id><published>2010-07-13T12:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T13:12:47.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sand</title><content type='html'>Dear Mother Nature:&lt;div&gt;Sand is a tiny little particle.  It is great feeling when walking on the beach and feeling the sands between your toes.  But that is where the sand should stay...on the ground.  In Iraq the sand choices to fly and swirl in the sky creating a great sandstorm.  Sand on the ground is great but once it is the sky and flying around becomes terrible.  Epically when a helicopter should be flying away from the dessert with my husband but due to this wonderful particle the flight is again delayed. I want my husband back NOW!  So listen Mother Nature keep the sand on the ground and the sun out and shinning with NO wind.  So could you for me Please the Middle East needs NO sandstorms for the rest of the week.   Oh and since I am at it keep the weather nice and pretty this weekend! lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Trying to be Patience Wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay if you can't figure out what this is about!  Jeremy was supposed to start his Journey Monday night but has of Tuesday he was still there and delayed again.  Sand Stroms!!! Who would have known a little thing can cause so much trouble?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope he will get a flight soon and the rest of the trip goes more smoothly! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-8804185834834355910?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/8804185834834355910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=8804185834834355910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8804185834834355910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8804185834834355910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/07/sand.html' title='Sand'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-200712287388293056</id><published>2010-07-10T01:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T01:22:06.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>200 days</title><content type='html'>Wow what can I say?  I just wanted to post and say we have now close the 200 day mark of Jeremy being deployed.  Wow!  I can't believe that it had been so many days some times but then other times I feel like ugh we are just a little over half way though.  Over all this year has not been that bad I mean it has had it times but I guess it has been pretty mild.  Glad that we have 200 days behind us which is great that we have made it this far.  Now we are preparing for Rest &amp;amp; Relaxation (R&amp;amp;R)and I can't wait.  We are planning to spend about 8 days at Disney World together during R&amp;amp;R. We thought it would be nice to be able to take a vacation and relax and just have lots of fun during this 2 weeks home.  So hopefully we will enjoy it.  I mean how can we not it is Disney World, "The happiest Place on Earth"!   Well I just wanted to post about that!  Sorry I don't post lot lately just been busy.  Maybe one day I will get better at this?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-200712287388293056?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/200712287388293056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=200712287388293056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/200712287388293056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/200712287388293056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/07/200-days.html' title='200 days'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-809833044845838180</id><published>2010-06-28T07:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T08:20:24.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Do List:</title><content type='html'>Okay so I hate To Do Lists.  I don't know why but I never get anything on the list done.  Well today I have a list of To Does and Just wanted to share and write them down and hopes maybe that would help me get them done and not sit here all day on facebook.  lol&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Eat Breakfast (something I NEVER do) - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Take ALL Medicine - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Watch the Dishes in Kitchen&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; - DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Clean the Kitchen&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; - Done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Do the floors in the Kitchen and Laundry room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Vacuum Dinning Room (did living room last week)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Vacuum Loveseat out (did couch last week)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Do 4 loads of clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Clean the bathroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) Clean the bathtub&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) Sweep and mop bathroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) Clean bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) Vacuum bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14) Call maintance about kitchen light that is out -&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; Don't need to do It is working today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15) Call and make hair appointment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16) Making meatballs/rice/gravy for dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is that too much???  I dont know maybe I will start today and see how much I get done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if I get this done here is to some more to add on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16) Clean up backyard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17) Clean out car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18) Wash car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so that should keep me awake that is my main thing......NOT TAKING A NAP AND SLEEPING ALL DAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, PS If anyone wants to come over and keep me offline and help keep me awake.....and you can help me clean??!?!?!  Lol!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here I go: Signing off!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-809833044845838180?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/809833044845838180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=809833044845838180&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/809833044845838180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/809833044845838180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-do-list.html' title='To Do List:'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4631888471478813086</id><published>2010-06-23T08:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T08:25:57.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing the waiting Game</title><content type='html'>Okay I will admit I hate to wait!!!  I hate it more then anything.... That is what I feel like I am doing now.  Jeremy will be coming back for his R&amp;amp;R within the next month and all I can do is wait now.  Right now I wait to find out exactly when he will start to head this way and then I will wait for that day and wait for him to get here.... Lots of waiting coming up.  In a way I like it better when it said 100 days till R&amp;amp;R cause it was so far off and I did not worry.  Now with the end of June here and July a few days aways I start thinking about everything that I need to do.  I still got to clean the house some more, finish packing, and do some more waiting!  Ugh I wish I could go to sleep and just wake up when the time is here...cause watching the number go by one number at a time is taking for every.  I think time slows down when you get closer to the month...cause April and May flew by and June is slowly ticking but my worry is when in July will he come? Beginning then that is right around the corner and I got to hurry to get things done or end which then will give me more time to get things done... Oh well I will just sit here and wait and I know the time will come...lol .... Just wanted to express myself!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS Another reason I can't wait till he gets here is we are going to spend 8 days at Disney World and I can't wait.  I LOVE Disney World it is such a happy magical place.  So in a month I will be with the man I love in the "Happy PLace on Earth" where "Dreams Come True"!!! Doesn't get any better then that!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4631888471478813086?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4631888471478813086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4631888471478813086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4631888471478813086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4631888471478813086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/06/playing-waiting-game.html' title='Playing the waiting Game'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-1682119190605833751</id><published>2010-06-12T22:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T23:11:37.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair Style</title><content type='html'>Okay so I am needing help!  I want a new hairstyle something totally different from my long straight as a board hair.  My hair now wont do anything at all but just hang down so I wear in a ponytail 90% of the time.  So I want something nice and that gives me more volume!  Here are my favorites right now.  I posted more on Facebook but these are the few that everyone has narrow it down to.  Just leave a comment with what you think looks best.  I can't make decisions on my own.. so I need help.  Also these pictures the color is not right... but just look at the hairstyle.  I plan on leaving my hair the color it is and maybe add blonde/redish highlights.  Also, please ignored my ugly self in the pictures.  I had my eyes close but that was the best picture.  It is hard to hold you computer out and try to click snap picture.  Anyhow just let me know what you think!!!!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the bangs but I dont like the waves at the end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TBRK9tHQVcI/AAAAAAAAAw4/JA3RCnVU38g/s1600/makeover+(9).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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TBRK9tHQVcI/AAAAAAAAAw4/JA3RCnVU38g/s320/makeover+(9).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482089070359238082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My least favorite of the 3 but I love the curls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TBRK8-3Wh8I/AAAAAAAAAww/1HlgKat_-2s/s1600/makeover+(3).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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TBRK8-3Wh8I/AAAAAAAAAww/1HlgKat_-2s/s320/makeover+(3).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482089057944504258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite of the 3 but I like the bangs on #1 better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I wonder if I can use this hair style with those style of bangs)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TBRK8fonS-I/AAAAAAAAAwo/iL860TvAQxY/s1600/makeover+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TBRK8fonS-I/AAAAAAAAAwo/iL860TvAQxY/s1600/makeover+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TBRK8fonS-I/AAAAAAAAAwo/iL860TvAQxY/s320/makeover+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482089049561189346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways....please let me know what you think!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-1682119190605833751?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/1682119190605833751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=1682119190605833751&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1682119190605833751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1682119190605833751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-hair-style.html' title='New Hair Style'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TBRK9tHQVcI/AAAAAAAAAw4/JA3RCnVU38g/s72-c/makeover+(9).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-616565423979496163</id><published>2010-05-28T23:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T00:20:42.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation in the Persian Gulf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so I have not done a update about Jeremy lately. So I decide to share some pictures and do a little update. In May Jeremy got to go on a 4 day trip to Qatar. This was a reward for resigning while deployed. During these days he got to enjoy civilian clothes, enjoy shopping trips, going out to eat, swimming and just relaxing. So far Jeremy's deployment is going smoothly. We are just waiting for his R &amp;amp;R, so we can relax for a few days before he head back to the heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is J on the boat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TACU7R-0kiI/AAAAAAAAAwg/JxLTj6IjNcg/s1600/boat.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TACU7R-0kiI/AAAAAAAAAwg/JxLTj6IjNcg/s320/boat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476540893042610722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging out at the big 5 story mall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TACU7E_SuTI/AAAAAAAAAwY/M78Xu2_nQnE/s1600/mall.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TACU7E_SuTI/AAAAAAAAAwY/M78Xu2_nQnE/s320/mall.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476540889554925874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy on the boat in front of a cool building &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TACU6pIRzZI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/y7e-lMAnrKA/s1600/mason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TACU6pIRzZI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/y7e-lMAnrKA/s320/mason.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476540882076421522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jet Skiing in the clear blue water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He said it was so clear but very salty &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TACU6ZhNxmI/AAAAAAAAAwI/u3qZGkwsAv8/s1600/jet+skiiing.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TACU6ZhNxmI/AAAAAAAAAwI/u3qZGkwsAv8/s320/jet+skiiing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476540877886047842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Yes Jeremy got to dress like an Arabian and ride a Camel on the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TACU6Np2PGI/AAAAAAAAAwA/ZsFfkAFY0dI/s1600/camels.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TACU6Np2PGI/AAAAAAAAAwA/ZsFfkAFY0dI/s320/camels.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476540874701028450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do you think? I think Jeremy looks like he belongs in the middle east!!! Yes, that is him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-616565423979496163?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/616565423979496163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=616565423979496163&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/616565423979496163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/616565423979496163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/05/vacation-in-persian-gulf.html' title='Vacation in the Persian Gulf'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/TACU7R-0kiI/AAAAAAAAAwg/JxLTj6IjNcg/s72-c/boat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-2449369634728570036</id><published>2010-05-24T00:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T01:34:25.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY?</title><content type='html'>WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? Is that just the question you hate?  I am always asking Why....every time my husband tells me something I always want to know why? I am always thinking that there has to be an answer to every question in the world.  There is a always a reason and a plan for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess today I been asking myself this question all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why did my friend have to almost risk her life to have a baby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why did the baby make the birth and was doing good the first month?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why when she reach a month old....she lost the fight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do so many people have to have trouble having children?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do people that are unable to care for children able to have them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The only answer I can say....Is it is all God's plan and we don't know the answers now but it will all work out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-2449369634728570036?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/2449369634728570036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=2449369634728570036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2449369634728570036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2449369634728570036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/05/why.html' title='WHY?'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-5478720897150200801</id><published>2010-05-16T18:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T18:44:22.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wear Sunscreen</title><content type='html'>Okay so remember in 1999 there was this song...more like a poem set to music title "Wear Sunscreen"  I guess I did not learn much then.  I did not listen yesterday.  I went to the beach with my friend Amber and her two children and had a lot of fun, other then the fact I did not wear sunscreen anywhere other then my face.  Anyways, I guess I did not get prepare to go to the beach to well.  I forgot about packing stuff and forgot I would need sunscreen and water and I dont know.. Just VERY unprepared.  Oh, well I guess I learn my lesson and now must pay the price and next time I will remember.  So anyways, I am so red and my whole body hurts.  My back is what kills me the most and I can't put aloe vole which makes it worst...lol.   Anyways, my legs and even my feet and fingers are burnt to a crisp.  I look terriable!  I went to walmart to get some aloe vole and people was staring at me. I guess I am a site to see!  Anyways, so make sure if you plan to go to the beach....WEAR SUNSCREEN!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-5478720897150200801?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/5478720897150200801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=5478720897150200801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5478720897150200801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5478720897150200801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/05/wear-sunscreen.html' title='Wear Sunscreen'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-1165525841066562165</id><published>2010-04-14T03:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T04:13:44.221-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I wrong to Be Happy?</title><content type='html'>Okay so I dont know why I am writing this... it has been on my mind for awhile now so I finally feel like writing about it.  I know some of y'all will be shock with me writing this but I want you to know that making this decision makes me happy so please understand what I am saying.  &lt;div&gt;Okay so this blog is about babies and children.  Yes for many yall know that for years me and my husband has cried and prayed and wanted a baby so much.  We have looked into adoption and all that stuff and we know all the options out there and have really thought about many of them.  There was even a point where that was all that was on my mind was what my body was doing and how bad I wanted a baby that lead me to a very depression time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, since Jeremy has been gone I have done a lot of thinking.  And you know ...I dont know how to say this where people dont judge me..... but I am kinda glad that at this time in our lives we don't have a child.  Yes I said that!  Okay let me explain before you jump to conclusion.  Me and my husband wants a child more then anything in the day we are able to have either natural or adoption will be such a blessing.  But until that day I am going to stop obsessing over having a baby.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think about the things me and Jeremy do that would be different if we had a little one.  Me and Jeremy are I guess you can say travelers we love to travel and have lots of plans to see the world.   We are always on the go.  Not that we always go places that are fancy... We have been in Fort Stewart 2 years and have been to Orlando 3 times done Disney, Universal Studios, &amp;amp; Sea World.  We have gone to Jacksonville Zoo.  We have been to 3 different beaches.  Done so much around the Savannah area.  Gone to Hilton Head, SC.  We have gone and spend 2 days in Tallahassee, TN.  We have also seen alot of the forts around and just enjoy sight seeing.  So I started thinking would I have been able to do all this with a child? A child changes things and one of the biggest thing it will change for us is our available to just wake up and decide to go somewhere.  So me and Jeremy decide that right now in our lives we want to just enjoy life and enjoy our journeys together.  I mean we are hoping that after AIT that we can get station in Germany....what a exciting place that will be.  And we decide that if I got pregnant during R&amp;amp;R would we still want that???  So our decision right now is to stop worrying about what we need to do to get pregnant, but just enjoy life and our time together.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So since I have decide this I have been a lot more happy with myself and started working on myself.  I been losing weight and learning to run and just feel alot healthier ... if only I could sleep.  So don't get me wrong... I love Children and I love being around them...which is why I love being in Nursery at church.  And if me and Jeremy happen to get pregnant dont get me wrong we will be so excited and will make the adjustments needed.  But until that happens I am going to stop obsessing and try to sit back and enjoy my life!  I must add that I am blessed to have a bunch of friends that have children and working in nursery at church and my wonderful nephew.  That I can enjoy children still in my daily life!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please no one judge me for what I said and to set it straight no I am not saying I dont EVERY want children just right now I am choosing to enjoy life and hoping one day it will happen! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-1165525841066562165?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/1165525841066562165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=1165525841066562165&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1165525841066562165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1165525841066562165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/04/am-i-wrong-to-be-happy.html' title='Am I wrong to Be Happy?'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-2584723436501691880</id><published>2010-04-06T22:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:05:59.019-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Soda and Lots of Exercising.</title><content type='html'>Okay so just decide maybe I should write a little update on here.  So it has been a 9 days of my no soda and spending every night at the track.  I done okay I guess.  The first few days at the track was great then after that I started hitting "the wall" and now my muscles ache and I just want to give up but I know I can do it if I just stick with it.  So now I have to fight though that wall.  Anyone got any advice please share.  I am trying to get to be able to run a mile but right now I just run parts of the track.  Hopefully one day I will be able to run the whole mile but right now I try as hard as I can then after my first mile I keep walking and today I walked another 2 miles so I was out there for one hour and did 3 miles.  It sounds good but a long way to catch up with my husband who can run 4 miles in 30 minutes.  So hopefully I will keep the work up.  I do feel better about myself and I just wished the scale numbers would move a little faster.  I see them going down just not has fast has I would like!!!! Just has long as they keep going down I guess I should not complain to much...lol&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also this is also the 7th day with no Coke (I would say no soda but Sunday I did have sprite) People who know me knows that I could not get going without a big cup of coke.  I always had to have a 12 oz coke just to get me going.  The only reason I had a sprite Sunday was I was sick and could not keep anything down so sprite is whats helps me feel better and lucky I had some left over.  But that struggle is not going that bad.  Even though right now I would do anything to have a Sonic Coke Float!! I have learn to enjoy lots of water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways...well it is April now...another month closer to July when Jeremy gets to come home for a couple of weeks.  I so badly can't wait.  Just want July to hurry up and get here.  This year when I get to turn the calendar to another month it means alot to me cause it means another month now and another month closer to him getting to come home!!!!  Oh, but on another note me and Jeremy has figure out little things to do since he now has internet in his room.  Some of our favorite shows are Survivor and Amazing Race.  They both play over there on his cable that he has so I DVR them until he gets them.  Which Amazing Race runs a week behind and Survivor comes on Friday night instead of Thursday.  So when it comes on for him we voice call each other on yahoo and watches them together and talks just like when he was home.  Makes us realize that even apart we can still have our "dates" night.  But it is cool!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well I guess that is all I have to say for now....anyone gots any ideals on how to run a mile feel free to let me know! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-2584723436501691880?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/2584723436501691880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=2584723436501691880&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2584723436501691880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2584723436501691880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-soda-and-lots-of-exercising.html' title='No Soda and Lots of Exercising.'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-7725317970838413557</id><published>2010-03-29T16:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:51:43.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One</title><content type='html'>Okay , so today did not go has plan.  Today was going to be my first day of really trying to change my life around.  I had plan on it being my first day with no fast food or sodas... (That is right...no more sodas for me) I plan on working around the house and then this afternoon head out to the track and start my walking.  But here is what happen:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was awaken at 8am by hearing men talking right outside my bedroom window, kinda scary.  It was maintenance and they are doing some kind of digging work by my house.  So I went and laid on the couch...till 9am when the doorbell rung and it was them again telling me they were turning the electricity off in a little while for a couple of hours. Great what am I going to do....I yelled out loud" okay I get the hint I am up" But before I could get to making me anything to eat the lights went out.  Oh well, so I thought I would use this time to go get registrar for some college classes so I can get on track and work on my college stuff.  Okay so Central Texas College is getting on my nerves and don't every help me.  I explain that I need to register and they told me to go home and do it online...and I was like I just got my old transcript evaluated and needed to know how to read it and what classes I still need.  So they told me to go upstairs really fast and print it out so I go upstairs but did not have my Military ID on me so I was handing back to the car to get it when I realized that they had close the CTC office with a sign that they have gone to lunch.  OMG! She could had said something about that before she sent me up there.  So then I had to kill 30 minutes to wait on them.  And I was hungry so I gave in and went to Taco Bell.  There the truck in front of me at the window died and it took him 10 minutes to move it out of the way so I could pull up and get my food and move on.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, back at the Education center I ended up going up and down the stairs I think 5 times last time ended with me going up and taking a algebra test.  LOL! I remembered some stuff from 10 years ago but others I just wanted to laugh.  But I have aways and will aways hate fractions.  I can't do them and have never been able to.  I can solve for x just not with a fraction in their.  LOL!  Oh, yeah I had no clue with the factor part either.  I guess this is the math we don't really use in our daily life....or at least I don't! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, so I am registrar and paid for one class to start in April...&gt;Government! This will be fun epically now.  I HATE THE GOVERNMENT AND ANYTHING POLITICS but I have to take 2 classes so I better try to like it.  So if you are good let me know cause I will be needing all the help I can get.  Still trying to decide to do a Math, or something more interesting to me like a Child Psychology class...I don't know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways....well even with my crazy day and yes I had a coke icee...but I am still going to go to the track.  It is starting to cool off outside so I am thinking of changing my clothes and heading out now.  I am wondering if i could walk 2 miles in a little over 30 minutes???  I don't know we will see how I do... I can't give up on the first day can I????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways more updates later on how the learning to run and losing weight is going! I might even start a blog about it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-7725317970838413557?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/7725317970838413557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=7725317970838413557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7725317970838413557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7725317970838413557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-one.html' title='Day One'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-6335542924499037193</id><published>2010-03-25T21:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:15:54.669-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There Is No Place Like Home</title><content type='html'>Dorthy said it perfectly in the "Wizard of Oz" there is no place like home.  But, what is home?  Since I have been here at Fort Stewart, I said this was home but when I decide to go to Texas, I called it a trip home.  Then after a few days in Texas I was ready to head "home".  How can you have two homes?  So I been thinking. Buna, Texas will always be my home, I love it there.  Life feels so simply and calm. I guess it is just the country in the air.  I grew up there and some times it feels like I never left, well other then me not knowing the people now. &lt;br /&gt;But, now I do consider Fort Stewart, GA my home.. Why? Cause after being in Texas it makes you realized what you do have here.  I kinda feel like I put my life on hold when I went on vacation and now back I have to get back to my life.  My life is here in Hinesville, GA.  I have my house and my stuff and MY BED!!!! I feel comfortable here...and I dont have to share the washer with anyone.  I have friends here and my school is here.  I love the friends I have here even though I miss my family I guess Fort Stewart is a home away from home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, So I am back in Georgia and so Happy to be back but I have a mile long list of things that I want to get done in the Next 3 months before Georgia comes home for R&amp;amp;R.  Anyone wants to help????&lt;br /&gt;1) Tomorrow grocery shop and stock the house again with everyday things&lt;br /&gt;2) Go talk to the College and get signed up for some classes and get them out of the way!&lt;br /&gt;3) Get my house clean and organized&lt;br /&gt;4) &amp;amp; then with number 3 I want to remodel and redecorated my whole house....PLEASE HELP!!&lt;br /&gt;5) Make a big batch of Homemade spaghetti sauce and can them so I will be stocked on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That are my main things I want to do right now.... I really need some ideals with the redecorating I have some ideals but I like a second opinion! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, well I had a lot of fun in Texas...Thanks to everyone that I saw for the good times.  I am glad I had lots of time to spend with family and thanks Adam and Kim for letting me watch Parker and spend a couple of nights at your house!  I enjoyed it!  So keep in touch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Also I want to give a shot out to my sister-in-law Kim for the awesome job she did with my blog!  I love it and wants to say Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-6335542924499037193?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/6335542924499037193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=6335542924499037193&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/6335542924499037193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/6335542924499037193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/03/there-is-no-place-like-home.html' title='There Is No Place Like Home'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-3824015994788761068</id><published>2010-03-23T16:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T16:48:14.517-04:00</updated><title type='text'>100 and Goodbye</title><content type='html'>Well, today is the 100th day that Jeremy has been away.  WOW! that is a long time! I thought 100 days would take forever but I have to say it has not been that long but I am hitting the point where I enjoy my peace and quiet but I miss him now and want him to come home ...NOW!  But I do know that in 3 months he will get to come home for R&amp;amp;R and I can't wait!  I know we can make it!  Also, keep him in your prayers cause he is having a little trouble right now sleeping so we are hoping they are able to fix the problem over there and he wont be sent home.  He can go to sleep no problem but only sleeps for like 2-3 hours and then he is wide awake.  So far any medicine they have put him on has not worked.  So we will hope they will find the cure.  Anyways, I know he will be okay!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, today is also my last day in Texas and has much that I have enjoyed my time in Texas with my family I am ready to get back to Georgia.  I have had so much fun with all my family....so Thanks to all my family for the great times.  I enjoyed spending and getting to know my sister in law, Kim, and my nephew Parker better.  It has been great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I am ready to get back to Georgia and stop living out of a suitcase.... I feel like I am wearing the same clothes over and over...lol.  I also have some goals that I want to start working on once I get back.  Some of the goals is to start losing weight and learning to run.  Me and Jeremy has a goal of running a 5K together when he gets back from Iraq.  So I better get started ASAP.  Also, I plan to sign up to start a couple of classes next month so I will be busy with school.  Also, my sister in law has a blog....Look at the right it is called... Love a Good Deal.... and it has some great ways to save money and she has a lot of sites for coupons and such ...so I hope to learn some ways to save money.  So those are my goals... also I have one more and that is to deep clean my house and redecorated the house complete.  ANYONE wants to help????   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways , well more later!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-3824015994788761068?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/3824015994788761068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=3824015994788761068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3824015994788761068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3824015994788761068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/03/100-and-goodbye.html' title='100 and Goodbye'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-1109134932852550601</id><published>2010-03-16T00:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:34:26.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Down on the Redbud Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay so this past weekend was the 38th Annual Redbud Festival.  No, it is not down on a farm that was just the theme of the festival for this year.  Anyways, growing up this day was always a busy day and a exciting day.  When I was really young I was in the Little Miss Fireman pageant that is that night so I got to ride on cars and wave and throw candy.  Then at the age of 3 I begin taking Twirling lessons so it was a normal thing to march in the parade.  Then in Jr. High I was in band and same thing in High school.  I was 19 before I every got to watch the parade so it is nice now just to enjoy it.  But things have change with it. As a teenager you spent all day riding rides hanging out with your friends, eating so much food you were sick, and spending the whole day in the sun.  This year I only spent 2 hours up there and was SO ready to head home.  I guess I am getting old.  Anyways, this year my sister-in-law, Kim, bought her nephews and niece to the Parade and festival so I hung out with them to try to help with the kidos.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, here are some pictures of the day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are all waiting on the Parade to start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58MX-zw6KI/AAAAAAAAAuY/stBAM42lxRg/s1600-h/P3130107.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58MX-zw6KI/AAAAAAAAAuY/stBAM42lxRg/s320/P3130107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449087680278227106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The official start of the parade; the Jasper County Sheriff Department. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58MYk4EjbI/AAAAAAAAAug/_RN7_17zJUA/s1600-h/P3130109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58MYk4EjbI/AAAAAAAAAug/_RN7_17zJUA/s320/P3130109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449087690496839090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is a Parade without the pride of the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cougar Pride Marching Band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(But sorry I remember the band in the high days of the late 90s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and very disappointed now) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58MZEJMCgI/AAAAAAAAAuo/v7VCr4L1VbA/s1600-h/P3130117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58MZEJMCgI/AAAAAAAAAuo/v7VCr4L1VbA/s320/P3130117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449087698890131970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parker watching the parade and wanting to run for candy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58MZhdHXMI/AAAAAAAAAuw/rN50Hu3smwc/s1600-h/P3130126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58MZhdHXMI/AAAAAAAAAuw/rN50Hu3smwc/s320/P3130126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449087706758339778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now this brings me WAY back.  I use to be one of these "Patsy's Twirlettes"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did this for years! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58MaCwIA9I/AAAAAAAAAu4/n86SDohL2Q0/s1600-h/P3130127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58MaCwIA9I/AAAAAAAAAu4/n86SDohL2Q0/s320/P3130127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449087715696444370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids enjoying the parade and noticing the HUGE amount of candy collected!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58OarUQxcI/AAAAAAAAAvA/0xZ2OISw47g/s1600-h/P3130125.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58OarUQxcI/AAAAAAAAAvA/0xZ2OISw47g/s320/P3130125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449089925608687042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now it was time to head off to the festival: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Parker the festival was a little to much, so he fell fast asleep but only sleep for about 20 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58ObUypDOI/AAAAAAAAAvI/lDIR7tek7LI/s1600-h/P3130146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58ObUypDOI/AAAAAAAAAvI/lDIR7tek7LI/s320/P3130146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449089936741960930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor, Tucker, Hunter and Parker in matching shirts enjoying the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;good old carnival food! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58Ob129hpI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/08wKE3H6Iv8/s1600-h/P3130148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58Ob129hpI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/08wKE3H6Iv8/s320/P3130148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449089945618450066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of food; what is a festival without some good food??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here is a picture of my brother's Turkey leg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I did later eat the left overs and it was good)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58PuRCfBmI/AAAAAAAAAvw/G0pese2gmbE/s1600-h/P3130150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58PuRCfBmI/AAAAAAAAAvw/G0pese2gmbE/s320/P3130150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449091361663813218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A yummy Sausage on A Stick! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As a child this was my favorite thing at redbud! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58Pti0OybI/AAAAAAAAAvo/pOIqacrQV18/s1600-h/P3130149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58Pti0OybI/AAAAAAAAAvo/pOIqacrQV18/s320/P3130149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449091349255997874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" border="0" class="gl_align_center" /&gt;You also have to have the sugar treats and nothing beats this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Funnel Cake covered in Powder Sugar!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58Pu7qT0sI/AAAAAAAAAv4/rbXX1Q2dP1w/s1600-h/P3130180.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58Pu7qT0sI/AAAAAAAAAv4/rbXX1Q2dP1w/s320/P3130180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449091373105140418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You also got to play the Duck Game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I got all the children to play cause I knew they would love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Parker quite did not understand but nether-less he enjoyed splashing in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58Oc2Fu-5I/AAAAAAAAAvY/v2IHtiPwDq0/s1600-h/P3130175.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58Oc2Fu-5I/AAAAAAAAAvY/v2IHtiPwDq0/s320/P3130175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449089962860280722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The carnival guy for once was not a jerk and tried to rip us off and was very fair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He gave all the children nice prices.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Parker got a Tail-less monkey, Hunter &amp;amp; Tucker got big yellow balls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor received a I-Carly Microphone and Meredith got a nemo fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58OddIJk8I/AAAAAAAAAvg/Ae80t2ZkMDc/s1600-h/P3130176.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/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58OddIJk8I/AAAAAAAAAvg/Ae80t2ZkMDc/s320/P3130176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449089973339395010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishes that I could be here for next year but the way our plans  is going for next year I wont be able to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-1109134932852550601?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/1109134932852550601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=1109134932852550601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1109134932852550601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1109134932852550601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/03/down-on-redbud-farm.html' title='Down on the Redbud Farm'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S58MX-zw6KI/AAAAAAAAAuY/stBAM42lxRg/s72-c/P3130107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-3558531227461430260</id><published>2010-02-28T18:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T19:25:57.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S4sJhxFqp1I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/3B6JkBeG98o/s1600-h/texas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S4sJhxFqp1I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/3B6JkBeG98o/s320/texas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443455050324813650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! Only 3 more days, well actually 2 now till I am heading to the beautiful state of Texas.  Yes, I miss Texas but what I miss more is the food! Texas has the BEST food.  I will probably eat so much and gain so much weight but trust me it is so worth it, epically when you never know when you will have it again.  I will do anything for some Tex-Mex (Mexican in Texas but to the rest of the world it is Tex-Mex).  I been dieing for some of Casa Ole Salsa, Chile Con queso, and cheese enchiladas.  Also I will love to have my hands on some fried Catfish....yes CATFISH! Then you can't forget the joys of living next to Louisiana and the joys of CAJUN foods.  Yummy; Baudoin (smoked or balls), some yummy Jamayla, gumbo,.... okay I am making myself hungry.    Then I can't forget my dad's yummy streak fingers or Frito Pie.  So yeah there is my list of Texas food and all my friends in Georgia you wonder why I hate the food around here.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So another exciting reason to come home now is Redbud.  I get to go to Redbud this year.  I have to admit I have not been to a Redbud festival since 2005 and that is just a WOW for me.  Okay for yeah that are wondering what is Redbud festival.  In little ole Buna, TX on the second Saturday in March everyone comes out of the wood works and all people that have every live in Buna all come home for a Redbud festival.  Why it does sounds like any other towns festival, the Redbud festival it nice to see old friends and people of the community.  It starts off with a parade.  The parade for me growing up was also fun, and actually I was 19 the first time I actually got to stand on the side of the street and Enjoy the parade.  Yes at a young age my parents put me in pageants so I rode a car or float.  Then at the age of 4 I started twirling and then march with the twirlers from Patsy's school.  Then in Junior High I started Band and then marched with the Band.  Then it was high school Band!  Then my last year as a Senior I march with the Buna High School band then had my twirling uniform under the band uniform and had a car at the end of the route....drive back to the beginning and march again with the twirling studio I was in.  So yeah I loved being in the parade, but now it is nice just to stand and cheer.  Then the rest of the day at the school they have booths that see some really cool stuff anything from homemade candles, soaps, wood crafts and stuff.  Then the food.... yummy food! My favorite has a kid was always a sausage on a stick and funnel cake.  Oh, and then if it is a hot year getting snow cones.  Yes the weather is always funny at Redbud festivals.  One year it would be so hot you be in shorts and the next year you are in sweaters and coats.  So we never knew how it would be.  There is also a little traveling carnival with the basic rides, big hit when kids or high school but don't really care now.  Also they have little things that go on too which I have never been big fans of like a Miss Buna Pageant, Rodeo, and other things.  So I am excited to go back and just wished Jeremy to go and enjoy it with me but oh well.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I am excitied I guess I better get up and actually get things ready to go....lol.... I have not even started packing or anything.  So I better get started soon.  I leave Wednesday! Monday I got to take the care to get oil change and everything checked out.  I also have to get some luggage too at walmart.  I also need to go to the hosiptal and get some medicines refill so I guess I run all my errands Monday and Tuesday I finalized the packing and then drop off my Dog at Corina's and then get some good sleep.  So then I will be on my way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So YAY! I am heading to Texas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-3558531227461430260?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/3558531227461430260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=3558531227461430260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3558531227461430260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3558531227461430260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/02/texas.html' title='Texas'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S4sJhxFqp1I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/3B6JkBeG98o/s72-c/texas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-8742246873343682612</id><published>2010-02-19T22:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T23:27:48.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I would Die for That</title><content type='html'>Okay I am might say some things in this blog that might hurt people's feelings if you are pregnant or has a baby.  I never want to hurt anyone but I have to say what is on my chest.  Please read it and this is not to hurt anyone feelings but if you think I am rude and being mean then feel free to stop reading it cause you have been warned!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay here is the dear, while I have a LOVE for Facebooking and love to be on facebook 24/7 (I even bought a new phone so I can always get on no matter where I am at) lately I have HATED it! I don't know how to say this but there has been so much pregnancy talks on facebook, it seems like EVERYONE is pregnant.  If you are one of these people then I really mean this congratulations and yes I am happy for you.  Children are great and wonderful and creating life is a wonderful blessing. But while everyone is celebrating those that are pregnant, I have also seen some sad pregnancy news lately.   I still have to sit back and think about the handful (and you know who you are) that are unable to make that post, see the 2 pink lines, and have taken more medicines and keep wishing, hoping and praying that our  day will come.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Years ago after me and Jeremy got married I thought I was alone in the world.  I never knew that their was others that have trouble getting pregnant.  Everywhere I looked people got pregnant so easy, I never meet anyone that had trouble. I hated getting ask all the time those famous questions of "when are you going to have kids?" or "Don't you want children?"  I ignored everything and stayed busy and kept coming up with excuses and reasons why is was not the time for us.  Now 7 years later  I can't ignored it anymore.....I WANT ANSWERS!!!!!  AND I WANT THEM NOW!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But though facebook  reconnecting with all high school friends and some people that I have meet around Fort Stewart I have found out that I am not alone in this world.  While I would never want any other couple to go though what I go though it is nice to know you are not alone which some times I feel that way.  And even if I am down I hope I can help others and lift their spirits.  I try not to think about me and my problems and try to be helpful to others and be happy for others, but sorry if one day I don't seem to excited or feel bad for you that you have morning sickness.  (Okay sorry I guess that was mean to say) But I would "die" for that!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyways, I don't know where I am going with this post.  I guess I dont know what to say I cried my eyes out writing that much.  Oh, I know my next point was going to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to say I am excited about going to Texas but yet at the same time getting anxiety about it.  Yes, I want to go see my family and friends and my old ward but the same time I hate it.  I know I will get ask and I always do by someone in the family, at church or around town that just has know why I don't have any kids and when I plan on having some.  Yes I want to scream just thinking about it so If you are reading this and might see me DON"T ASK! I never figure out why people actually ask these questions anyways.  Are they really THAT nosy that they gotta know how you plan on living your life.  Okay there I go again being mean sorry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, oh another note.  I love children and just because I don't have children don't mean I don't want to be around them.  I feel like some times people think just because I don't have children and they do that I don't want to be their friend or anything.  Being in Nursery at church has been one of the best things that has help me since I been at Fort Stewart.  Cause I just love being around them and I love doing children activities.  So this is a shout out to my friends here if you every just want another adult around or when you go to the park or whatever just let me know I will meet up with you.  I love going to the parks and put put golf, and all kinds of kids friendly stuff but when you are alone you feel out of place at those places.  So anyways just because I don't have kids don't mean I don't want to be around them.  I used to have a friend when we lived in Utah that I would call whenever I got sad or wanted to do something child like.  I would call and tell her I am coming to get the kids and would take them for a hour or so.  Some times it was stuff like just to go get ice cream cones at McDonalds, or to go run around the park on a pretty day, or this is the one killing me now a G rate (children's show) (I love Disney cartoons) and I just need a child so I don''t look weird going to the movie.  But please don't think I am a werido.... I am just some one that loves children and since I don't have my own right now I want to give to every other child I see around! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so I will shut up now.... Sorry for goign on and on and on.  I just love to type and some times when things are brothering me I like to write them out.  So thanks for reading this and I feel 20 x better now just writing this off my chest.  I guess that is the point of this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and if you are wondering where I got the title for this post from check out this video. 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It is like Southeast Texas here never snows but once in a blue moon. So, yeah we had a good 2 inches of snow here tonight. You know you are in the south when it snows everyone runs out of their house and stands in the street to admire the snow. I guess I would be like that if it was not for living in Utah for almost 2 years.  But I did go out in the street and enjoy the snow too.  So now it has stopped snowing and it is just freezing.  Jeremy was sad that he had to miss it! But oh well!  Anyways, we have past the 60 day mark and is doing good in that area!  So here is the pictures from the snowy night in Fort Stewart, GA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snowing is Falling all Around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S3Y9_lHBMiI/AAAAAAAAAuI/o10D3iKSmc4/s1600-h/DSC00274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S3Y9_lHBMiI/AAAAAAAAAuI/o10D3iKSmc4/s320/DSC00274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437601762599055906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the housetop on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S3Y7Oc01wcI/AAAAAAAAAt4/VBnvLs86XrQ/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S3Y7Oc01wcI/AAAAAAAAAt4/VBnvLs86XrQ/s320/DSC00276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437598719538479554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow is falling all around&lt;br /&gt;On my head, hands and toes&lt;br /&gt;(Me in the snow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S3Y7OKUOGII/AAAAAAAAAtw/imr7HDXhTX0/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S3Y7OKUOGII/AAAAAAAAAtw/imr7HDXhTX0/s320/DSC00286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437598714569824386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car and carport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S3Y7NxYLviI/AAAAAAAAAto/WyTna-3zy2Y/s1600-h/DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S3Y7NxYLviI/AAAAAAAAAto/WyTna-3zy2Y/s320/DSC00277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437598707875560994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-6097189555333667773?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/6097189555333667773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=6097189555333667773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/6097189555333667773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/6097189555333667773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowing-in-fort-stewart-ga.html' title='Snowing in Fort Stewart, GA'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S3Y9_lHBMiI/AAAAAAAAAuI/o10D3iKSmc4/s72-c/DSC00274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-1084592532502971524</id><published>2010-02-01T18:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:51:30.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG 5-0</title><content type='html'>Okay, no it is not anyone's birthday today.  But I did realized today is that today we hit day 50 in this deployment.  Yeah, nothing really to celebrate I mean when you talk about a year 50 days seem like no time but it is a good start, I am proud I have made it this far without any major breakdowns.  I have learned alot about myself in this 50 days and I think Jeremy has too.  I am proud of making it this far, they say the first month is the hardest cause you got to get used to doing things alone but now I am starting to get into routines so it is getting so much easily.  I am also finding some joys in Jeremy being gone.  I have found that I love making him surprises and crafty things and putting together care packages.  So I keep myself from missing him by thinking of new things I can make and send him.  Yes, I do still miss him but this is just easily for me to deal with.   Anyways, I still got a lot of goals that I want to do while Jeremy is gone and have not made much (if any) of the goals even started.  I really need to start working on losing weight and walking.  Anyone every wants to go for a walk just let me know I will go too.  I just bought Dancing With the Stars video because I love dancing from when I was in high school and would love to find a place around here to go take dance classes with others.  But until I figure that out I can do it in my house for now.  Also I got the Biggest Loser Last chance workout so we will see how that goes.    Well, everything is going good and I am glad that we have pasted the 50th day marked.  YAY ME!  (Sorry watching Suite Life on Deck)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-1084592532502971524?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/1084592532502971524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=1084592532502971524&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1084592532502971524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1084592532502971524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/02/big-5-0.html' title='The BIG 5-0'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-5504125557682143047</id><published>2010-01-27T17:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T19:04:38.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss This But Not That</title><content type='html'>Okay, so here is the deal I have not been writing as much anymore cause I don't know why?!  I guess I have been dealing better with Jeremy being gone and stuff so did not know what to really write.  So anyways yeah I have been trying to keep myself busy as you can say.  I been working in the nursery at my church and just LOVE it!!!!!!  I love the smiles and giggles or these boys and girls.  They are so sweet!  So yeah I been doing that and also been helping my friend by volunteering up at the ACS in the AFTB program.  So yeah I been doing stuff and staying out of the house.  So yeah everything is going good, and Jeremy is doing good also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the point of this post:&lt;br /&gt;The I Miss but Not That:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss:&lt;br /&gt;1) Jeremy's cooking - he can make some good meatloaf, and porkchops that I will actually eat since I am a picky eater!&lt;br /&gt;2) I miss how Jeremy always filled up the car with gas I never had to worry about it..... (I know within the next year I will probably run out of gas somewhere cause I never think about checking and seeing)&lt;br /&gt;3)  I miss having my live TV guide...Jeremy can name off all the shows we watch together and what time they come on and on what days and what channels.  I used to never miss a show!  But now I forget and every night looking it up to see what comes on!  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;4)  I love that I had some one to take care of the yard and dog.  I am not very good at those things.  I don't do yard work very good and I have never been a dog person! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;5)  I miss having Jeremy to listen about my day and make me stop stressing and getting depressed and could always make me smile and relax.&lt;br /&gt;6)I miss having some one in bed to talk to me and lay with me! &lt;br /&gt;7) I miss having some one to go eat out with and go to the movies with.  I got a list of movies coming out I want to see but don't want to go along...like Dear John and definitely Eclipse I got to find some friends that will go with me for that one!!!!  Hint Hint Anyone??!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;8)  I miss having my partner to go shopping with.  Yes my husband loves to shop so it was normal for us some Saturdays just to go to Savannah just to walk around the malls have lunch normally in the food court and just browse though never buying anything just a day of relaxing out of the house and having fun!&lt;br /&gt;9) I miss site seeing with my partner!  Yes we go to the Old historical places around here, zoos or just any thing free or cheap and site see the area.  our it might just be hoping in our car and driving down some back road giving us time to talk and see good ole' Georgia!&lt;br /&gt;10)  I JUST MISS HIM!!!!  Enough said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, with that being said here are some things I DON'T miss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I don't miss having to be force into watching Wrestling, or some sport game!  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;2) I don't miss being kicked out of a queen size bed cause my husband and 8.5 lbs dog takes up the whole bed&lt;br /&gt;3)  I don't miss having to clean up your dishes after you get in the kitchen and got bored so creative something strange to eat! LOL!  yes my husband goes in the kitchen and throws this and this and this in a pot then adds some noddles and be like ..."now that looks yummy"&lt;br /&gt;4) I don't miss tripping over your boats, finding your ACUs all over the house and anything else army related in every room of our house.&lt;br /&gt;5)  I don't miss having to find the hiding dishes that you leave on the floor in the living room that gets push under and behind things&lt;br /&gt;6)  I don't miss  being suck without a car.  I always hated being along on the house with no transportation. &lt;br /&gt;7)  I don't miss the text every day I got at 11 am asking me what I was doing and when I answer with a "Nothing just sitting on Facebook"  you would always get upset and wished I would get off facebook.  Now, you don't know how long I spend on here....hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;8)  I don't miss Jeremy using my towel.  It would drive me nuts but I never told him.... that if I hung a towel out for me to use when I got out of the shower somehow Jeremy would end of using it before me!  lol!&lt;br /&gt;9)  Um.... I am running how of things to put.  so last one.... I don't miss Jeremy's driving!  Sorry I hate his driving!  He is a good driver don't get me wrong I just hate to sit in the passenger seat.  I like or should I say love to drive.  So now no fighting over who is driving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go my fun list of the things I miss and the things I Don't miss!  With every positive there is a negative!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-5504125557682143047?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/5504125557682143047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=5504125557682143047&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5504125557682143047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5504125557682143047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-miss-this-but-not-that.html' title='I Miss This But Not That'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-7032805693510709626</id><published>2010-01-17T17:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:18:07.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month Later....</title><content type='html'>Yeah you heard me it has been over a month since Jeremy left.  Yeah 35 days since he left.  The first couple of weeks were so slow and depressing but things are picking up now and getting a lot better. Yeah they say the first month is the hardest so I guess since I made it though that period then I am going to survive.  Yeah I am doing good I still have my days or better my moments but things get better and things get easily.  So what have I been doing?&lt;br /&gt;Well physically the problems I have are getting a lot better so that is a good thing.  I have had a lot more energy and felt better period.  Ready to do more things.  Which I still have not worked on MY house at all.  I got so much more I need to do.  I did go help my friend worked on her house but now I really must work on my house!  I just really really don't want to do it does anyone want to volunteer.  PLEASE?!?!?!  Anyways yeah I have not gotten anything done. I have not started really losing weight or anything in that way.  I did start but then stopped I am not sure why.  But start Saturday I got to start walking because I am taking part in a "walk to iraq" So I have to walk 100 miles from then to April....So can I do it???  We will see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, um, oh Jeremy is doing good, everything is going good.  So yeah things are ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-7032805693510709626?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/7032805693510709626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=7032805693510709626&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7032805693510709626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7032805693510709626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-month-later.html' title='One Month Later....'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4332704959148646534</id><published>2010-01-08T22:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:43:49.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want to give up!</title><content type='html'>Okay I was debating writing this but you know when something is really bothering you all you want to do is write it, well that is me.  But I hate writing and love typing so I am going to write this and if it is TMI (too much information) then you can just stop reading it.  Okay, deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went back to the Doctor (GYN) today for a follow up about the issue I been having for the last six month but epically the last month and half.  Well, for me all I did the whole appointment is cry my eyes out, yes you heard me is cry.  I sat there in the room and then in his office crying my eyes out that I just don't know what to do anymore.  I even told the doctor that I just want to give up and have a &lt;span class="content"&gt;Hysterectomy done cause I am tried of everything.  He told me he know I did not mean that and am just having trouble with an hormonal imbalance which he says is why I am and been so emotional and crying so much about this.  That is when I found out that this crying might be because of the Birth Control because he told me he has me on the highest dose of Birth control in a pill there is.  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, he think there is a chance for something seriously so wants me to do a Econometrics Biopsy.  He said he just wants to check for cancer or anything else.  So he decide with the emotions I was already having it might be best to reschedule the appointment and try the biopsy at another time and when i have someone available to drive me home just incase i have any pain and also i could take something before the biopsy to help with the pain. So there is one ideal! So I go on the 20th (I think) to have this done.  So if it comes up yes it might be something serious but at least I would know what the problem is.  But if it comes up negative, good nothing serious, but we are right back at step one. &lt;br /&gt;But hopefully maybe my period will go back to normal on its on and all this will end.  But if not then you wants me to try strong birth control method other then the pill.  This is what got me really upset.  I always said I NEVER wanted to take any birth control.  Don't know why just always said that.  But now I feel like I being force to TAKE birth control even when I WANT to get pregnant.  I just don't know anymore.  The pill was okay I take it get my hormoes somewhat normal again and then go off when Jeremy comes home, but not if I try these other things some kind of Nuveau Ring (don't know if I spelled it right) or a IUD.  I don't want them and I think he could tell I did not want them and keep telling me that would be the best thing or if not that.  It is going on to other stuff that will make it unable to have a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I very emotional day for me.  I don't know what to do anymore.  I am hoping that everything will work out and I will have the Biopsy and everything will be negative and that maybe with weight loss maybe my body will start being normal.  LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways sorry I feel better now! Sorry might have been too much information but I had to get it off my chest! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4332704959148646534?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4332704959148646534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4332704959148646534&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4332704959148646534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4332704959148646534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-want-to-give-up.html' title='I just want to give up!'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-1240614648112605684</id><published>2010-01-05T04:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T04:40:06.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Go the Bed Early</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I learn not to go to bed early again. &lt;br /&gt;Last night about 5pm I got a headache that was so bad all I could do is sleep.  So you got it after about 2 hours of fighting it I gave in and went to sleep.   So that must be nice at 7pm hitting the sack and I was OUT the minute my head hit the pillow. &lt;br /&gt;But I can't do that again why, you wonder.  Well, it is 4:30 am in the morning and I have been up since about 3am..  UGH! Now I want to go to sleep cause I know it will be a long day and no time for a nap.  I can't do this again! &lt;br /&gt;I just want to go to sleep now! &lt;br /&gt;Good note is that I don't have a headache anymore! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well another 3 more hours I should hit the gym!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-1240614648112605684?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/1240614648112605684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=1240614648112605684&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1240614648112605684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/1240614648112605684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-go-bed-early.html' title='Don&apos;t Go the Bed Early'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-5563962638554777558</id><published>2010-01-01T20:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:01:05.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for 2010!</title><content type='html'>So wow, it is 2010! Hard to believe but I at least hope this year flies by.  So this year I have lots of plans and hope to keep busy so this year does flies by.  associated this 2010 with dealing with a deployment.  Our very FIRST deployment.  So I never really made goals for the deployment cause I am going to call them my deployment/2010 goals.&lt;br /&gt;So I decide to make a list of my 2010 plans: So here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) SURVIVE THIS DEPLOYMENT SANE!!!!!! LOL! sorry I had to put it on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Take care of myself.  I am hoping to get in shape and do a lot of walking and running!  Me and Jeremy have a goal together when he comes back run a 5K together.  So I got to start going to the gym more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Along with number #2 is to lose weight.  I am hoping to start losing weight so maybe that will help me be able to get pregnant.  I hope to lose about 70lbs till year if not more.  That sounds like alot but divide up it is only like 6lbs a month.  So hopefully I will lose more it would be awesome to lose 100lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Also hopefully soon I can get my medically issues I am having taken care of.  I hope that the appointment I have this Friday the Doctor will agree to do the surgury that will end this for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Learning to say "NO".  I am learning to say no to people I don't need to be there for everyone I have to think about myself also.  I love to help others but yeah I need help at times too!  So I also need to learn how to ask for help myself.  I get a little too independent and forget that I can't do everything alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Clean my house, organized my house, and have a yard sale to get all the junk out of here!  Yes I want to get my help super clean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Also, I hope to do some crafts project.  I hope to be able to spend more time scrapbooking and making trying other crafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I also plan on taking a lot of college classes in this year.  Hopefully to get enough done to be at least half way there.  Hopefully I can do a lot of classes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I plan to make a trip home to Texas alone.  No, not to stay the whole year but to go down to visit.  I hope to spend some time with my family.  I hope to be able to get to know my little nephew, Parker again.  Also, during this time I hope to spend some time with my Sister Andrea so maybe we can act like sister again.  Which is a main reason for me to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)  Last plan is to plan a nice and cheap trip when he gets to come home for R&amp;amp; R.  He is hoping for August so we can say it is an Anniversary too! Which would be our 8th year! WOW! Anyways, I think I am planning for us just to go to Atlanta, GA.  We been wanting to go up there to go to the Georgia Aquarium and the Zoo.   We have also talked about going to the Coke-Cola factory.  So that sounds like a cool ideal to do. I am crossing my fingers and hoping to add a suprise for Jeremy, that would be if the Braves have a game that night! He would love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, there are some of my goals I am sure I have more but just can't think tonight.  I started my new year's off with a headache all day today that I can't get rid of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-5563962638554777558?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/5563962638554777558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=5563962638554777558&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5563962638554777558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5563962638554777558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2010/01/ready-for-2010.html' title='Ready for 2010!'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-9046438050444625118</id><published>2009-12-31T14:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:14:50.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflecting on 2009</title><content type='html'>Wow I can't believe the end of 2009 is here, wow what a year?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I try to sit back and think about the blessings and wonderful things about this year.  I think of all the time together we spend and places we went and visited. &lt;br /&gt;I was going to do a month by  month recap of the year but I don't know if I could think of something to say about each month so here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;January:&lt;/span&gt; The training began for Jeremy, we knew that by the end of this year we would have to say good bye to each other but was going to make it a great year.  Also, this month my nephew Parker was born, but I could not wait for the chance to meet him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;: We had a wonderful Valentine's Day dinner.  My husband suprise me with a already paid Manicure and Pedicure to get me out of the house while he made a wonderful 3 course meal.  This was also after he made me breakfast in bed. A wonderful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;: I think we made a trip down to Florida to see the Jacksonville Zoo, I know we are 2 adults but we enjoy going to zoos and aquariums together those are our favorite places to visit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;:  We had a wonderful yard sale and sold alot of the much junk we had around the house.  We took the money and went on a little get away to Tybee Island, GA.  There we just relaxed and spend some time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;May and June&lt;/span&gt;:  These month we did not do anything exciting but was able to spend some time together and get to know each other better.  We dealt with some issues during this time but it all worked out for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;July:&lt;/span&gt; Beka got to come stay with us for 3 weeks and have a WONDERFUL JULY 4th with us.  She even enjoy dancing to Trace Adkins.  Anyways that was great to spend time with her.  Also, in July Jeremy finally got a promoted to PFC.  I was so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;August:&lt;/span&gt; This month Jeremy began his really serious training for deployment.  He attended Raider Focus out in the field for most of the month.   He also was promoted again to SPC.  Way to go again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;: We were able to take leave and go back home to Texas and visit our love ones there.  I was so excitied to finally meet my nephew Parker.  The trip was wonderful and it was so nice to see everyone and even ended with some crabbing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;: Jeremy went away for almost 4 weeks to Fort Irwin, CA for NTC training.  There he learn alot more and training and almost real life Iraq situations.  I missed him alot but we made it trough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;November:&lt;/span&gt;  This month was my birthday and thanks to my husband I enjoyed.  We also got to spend my birthday at Hilton Head, SC at a Marriage retreat.  It was fun and a great relationship building classes.  Anyways, we started the count down and knew he was leaving soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;December: &lt;/span&gt;The month everything happen in, We started off the month with a  trip up to Kentucky/ Tennessee to see my brother in law, Jason and his new girlfriend.  On one day on the way up there we stop in Chattanooga, TN and enjoy some of the sites of the city together.  Then we came home and begun to prepare for the goodbye.  That day arrived fast but we did it and now we just wait for the hello again.  Also this month, my husband was able to resign for another 6 years into the Army but will change jobs into something he enjoys more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically that has been our year a lot of training and preparing but It was a great year together and I look forward to 2010 and hopes it brings even more joy and blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-9046438050444625118?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/9046438050444625118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=9046438050444625118&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/9046438050444625118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/9046438050444625118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/12/reflecting-on-2009.html' title='Reflecting on 2009'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4633889409616685060</id><published>2009-12-29T22:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:46:10.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day one at the Gym</title><content type='html'>That is right, I hit the gym today.  So one goal while my husband is away is get in shape, lose weight and learn to enjoy it.  So, Jeremy has been gone 16 days and I still have not even started my goal.  I kept making up excuses like maybe I should wait till after the holidays, start in the new year and things like that.  So today or better tonight I was bored and wanted to get out of the house but had no money, so what shall I do.  I know go to the gym, but really, alone.  But I brave myself and did it.  I was scared at first, sorry I feel like the big fat person there cause for some reason it seem like the everyone at the gym is already in shape... Does anyone else feel like that? LOL!  Anyways, I did it and got over my fear of going to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;So I did the treadmill and was able to do ONE mile in 27:43.  I don't know if that is bad or not for me being 29 and never really run in my life.  So I am proud that it was under 30 minutes.  Hopefully I could do 2 miles in that time by next year.  I also went to the weight room with the machines.  I don't know anything about free weights but I can find things to do on the mechanics.  Anyways, that is where I was beginning to doubt myself and think maybe I should just leave.    But I close my eyes to do another life and I swear i could here my husband voice like he was like there telling me not to give you and that he was proud of me.  After that I was feeling great to keep working out.  So I did more legs, arms and crunches.  Then I decide to go back to the cardio  room and end with some bike.  But, on my way I hear a terrible noise.  Some how the fire alarm went off so everyone had to leave the building.  They said we did not HAVE to leave but they close in a hour, but it will be awhile cause they have to wait till MPs and fire deptartment comes and clear the building before anyone could come back in;.  So, there is no telling how much time we would have so I decide not to sit around in the freezing cold to wait.  I think I had a good workout.  55 minutes was good enough for me.  Now, lets see if I could do this everyday.  Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4633889409616685060?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4633889409616685060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4633889409616685060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4633889409616685060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4633889409616685060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-one-at-gym.html' title='Day one at the Gym'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-5121449719278121689</id><published>2009-12-26T21:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T20:03:52.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year 2015</title><content type='html'>Well it is official Jeremy was sworn in yesterday again.  So yes that means he resigned and agree to served 6 more years in the US Army.  Yeah that sounds like a long time away but I am sure it will fly by again.  I mean he has been in 2 1/2 years now.  So I know the time will fly by.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, but the only way he could resign was to change his MOS (job).  They have too many 63M in the army so his choices were to get out or reclass.  So they gave him a list of MOS that he qualified for he had to pick one.  So he reclass to 92G.  What is a 92G?? A food Specialist, or basically a cook.  So yeah he when he returns from Iraq he will no longer be a 63M but a 92G. I know what you must be thinking going from a Bradley Mechanic to a Cook, really!?!?!  But, if you know my husband   that is a good choice for him.  He LOVES to cook and he has always wanted to know more and take lessons to learn more.  So being a cook in the army is right up his ally.  He has even thought of going to Houston Art Institute to take Culinary classes.      So now if he does this he will get alot of training which would be awesome.  So yeah i am excited for him, he will be doing something he ENJOYS doing.  I think his experience would be better in the army. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does this mean for me.....it means we are probably going to get out of crazy ole' Fort Stewart.  What will happen is whenever he gets back from deployment, he will check in and have to spend, I don't remember how long here checking in and then he will leave for AIT again.  This time in Fort Lee, VA.  So since he will be a reclass I don't think it is has strict has when they are the newbies out of basic.  I don't know we will cross that bridge when we get there.  I do like that this time Fort Lee is only like 7 hours away or so, so when he graduates this time I should be able to drive up there and see him.  But after that we will come back here and start checking out and go wherever our (or I should say his) new orders tell us to go. &lt;br /&gt;We are hoping the orders will be somewhere fun and exciting all over again.  But i just keep laughting watch us in up here or some other place in GA.  LOL!  No, the chances of that happening is slim to none, due to his MOS now is an anywhere MOS there is no where he could no go, they need cooks everywhere.  So we could end up in some werid places like Hawaii, Korea, or just a small post somewhere.  Or even close to home like Fort Polk.  No, he got to choice 4 places he would LIKE to go.  So what places did he put??  I don't know why he chose these: but here it is: Germany, Alaska, Fort Lewis (in Washington) and Fort Campbell (in Kentucky/Tennessee border).  So we shall see! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other then that things are going good.  But I need to get off here I will write later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-5121449719278121689?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/5121449719278121689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=5121449719278121689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5121449719278121689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5121449719278121689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-2015.html' title='The Year 2015'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-6766020739455900261</id><published>2009-12-23T09:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T09:20:23.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I have always had faith in prayers but there is always room for more faith in prayer.  Last night and this morning I had a experience that just strength my testimony of prayer and everything else. &lt;br /&gt;So last night (Tuesday night) I was having this sick feeling something was wrong.  I was letting myself worry about Jeremy and making myself sick.  I just knew something was not right and he had not called or gotten online in 4 days which is not like him, unless he was really busy.  But being in Kuwait they aren't really doing missions just training.  So that was not like him not to take the time to call or get online.  I just knew that something was wrong so after awhile of dwelling in it.  I decide to go to bed and on my way to bed, I hit the floor on my knees.  After that I begin to feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Well I awoke today (Wednesday) to my phone ringing. It was my hubby and he said he needed to talk to me.  He explain that Sunday morning he got really sick and they sent him to the medical area and he had a SEVERE Kidney Infection.  It was really bad and he said that they were talking about having to fly him out to either Germany or back here to have his Kidney taken out.  Sunday night after he was seen he got a LDS chaplain to give him a blessing.  So he said he was so scared what would happen.  Then he said Wednesday morning (his time, which was Tuesday night my time) they decide to run some more test and make the ruling about flying him out.  And the results came back that he has improved over 80%.  So has of Wednesday night (his time) he is feeling okay, he says just hurting a little but nothing compare to earlier. &lt;br /&gt;So thanks for everyone else that been keeping him in your prayers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now he is on very lite duty.  He says he can't do anything which is upsetting cause he been waiting for a PT test so he can resign.  And guess what they are doing a PT test tomorrow so again he will miss out! UGH! how upsetting! But he will do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-6766020739455900261?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/6766020739455900261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=6766020739455900261&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/6766020739455900261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/6766020739455900261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/12/prayers.html' title='Prayers!'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-5217421872314803985</id><published>2009-12-21T22:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T23:17:53.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To move or Not to Moveand I</title><content type='html'>To move or Not to Move that should be the question....  Okay, so Jeremy is in the sandbox now and I am still here living on post.  So I am trying to figure out if I want to stay in our apartment here or move off post and try to save money.  Choices and if you know me I can't decide so I going to make my Pro and Cons list so here I go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Living On Post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Pros  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1) No ulities bills - can run washer/dyer 24/7; sleep with lights on and my bill never goes up&lt;br /&gt;2)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Safe - Yes post is not any safer then off post, but it does feel safe cause you get to know your neighbors&lt;br /&gt;3) Yard Work- I live downstairs and have a small yard. So Jeremy taught me how to use the weed eater to cut the grass because that is all you need and it only takes about 10 minutes to do. &lt;br /&gt;4) Maintance - Yeah they are not the greatest but they are there if something happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Cons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1) It takes 20 minutes to get to ANYWHERE!  Yes I spend 20 minutes going &lt;/span&gt;to Wal-Mart, my best Friend's house, church or ANY fast food places.  So I spend alot of my money on gas to drive around.  So yeah if I moved near my friend's house and was 5 mintues from her, I would only be 5 mintues from Wal-mart and everything else. &lt;br /&gt;2) NOT HAVING A DISHWASHER - Sorry I hate not having a dishwasher!&lt;br /&gt;3) It is VERY small - I am turning down right now in 2009 $1059 for a little 2/1 Apartment probably about 800 sq feet.  My room is SO small that we hate it.&lt;br /&gt;4) Forfeiting up all of my BAH. (BAH is the money the army pays us for housing but if you live onpost you have to give it all up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay on to moving off Post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Pros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Living close to everything like I said before!&lt;br /&gt;2) Having a dishwasher!!!!!!!!! This will Christmas to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;3) Being about to save some BAH! (Like if I get BAH of $1056 and my rent is only $700 I save money)&lt;br /&gt;4) Having a nicer place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Cons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) this is what is keeping me for doing it now - Deposits!!! It will cost me to move out of here, deposit for the place and to get electricity on.  So yeah I need the money for deposits!&lt;br /&gt;2) Moving! Which I am not afraid of I actually love moving and I get bored easily. &lt;br /&gt;3) Having more bills like electricity and gas, trash, water, &amp;amp; sewer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go that are my choices and you can see why it might be hard cause the pros and cons are pretty equal and I don't have a clue what to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is always to other choices:&lt;br /&gt;1) Pay the $500 to housing and just move to another bigger house on post with a dishwasher.&lt;br /&gt;2) Put all my stuff in storage and go to Texas....hum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I got to make a choice.......and if you know me you know I can't stand making choices epically with out Jeremy around.  And if I try to ask him his answer is...."Baby, do what ever makes you happy!"&lt;br /&gt;UGH! I hate that..... I want some one to TELL me what to do! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, if you got any advice I would love to hear it or tell me what you might do.  Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-5217421872314803985?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/5217421872314803985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=5217421872314803985&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5217421872314803985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5217421872314803985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-move-or-not-to-moveand-i.html' title='To move or Not to Moveand I'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-3051714548219523870</id><published>2009-12-21T10:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T10:59:22.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week Later</title><content type='html'>Okay, well we are down one week and I am not going to start counting how many more I have left.  Way to many!  How am I doing?  I am doing okay this week has been so crazy and busy that I have not even had the time to thing too much about missing him.  I do miss him late at night and I have not been sleeping has well. But I am doing well.  I think I will be better after the holidays cause that is the hard part but hey I am strong and can do it.  Jeremy on the other hand is doing great I have talked to him a couple of times and he is doing Good enjoy the sites of Kuwait.  So we are holding up.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have finished school now.  I did GREAT in Sociology ...got a A in the class.  I loved that class it was so interesting and I learned alot about the cultures and being judgemental about other cultural.  So I did great in that class I mean I had to write 6 papers but every time I got 100% on them so Sociology I did excellent in!  Now History that is another story......I don't know why I can read or understand history.  I just don't get it out of a book epically the political part of it. But here is the catch I LOVE Historical Sites.  I love going and learning about old towns, houses, forts, and lighthouses.  And when I am there I absorb it all in.  I want to look at everything, see it all.  I love the read the signs and learn about that place but I can't read History out of a book.  So anyways I did past the class with a C.  I am kinda mad at myself but oh well I guess it equals out to a B average so that is good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, anyways, I got some things to do and get off this computer.  Now i got to start my goal list and did started on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-3051714548219523870?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/3051714548219523870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=3051714548219523870&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3051714548219523870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3051714548219523870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-week-later.html' title='One Week Later'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-7408507793799702970</id><published>2009-12-17T08:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:02:59.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am glad That is over</title><content type='html'>Sunday Morning -( December 13, 2009) A date that I will always remember.  It was a cold, rainy, and foggy morning.  I guess the weather knew how our emotions were going to be and made the weather the same way. LOL!  It was a long morning of standing around and knowing what was coming when ever the command decide to call for formation.  I think I did good.  If you know me, you know I can't stand to cry around people so I normal just say bye but some time later it will hit me and that is when I actually start crying.  I don't like others to see me cry.  Anyways, they called them to formation and let them know they had 20 minutes to say goodbye or see you later to their families. While Jeremy was in formation I was standing on the side and I looked over at his Sergent's wife and children and his little girl (who is around 7) is crying so hard, that my heart broke for  her and I let the tears fall.  Same thing when Jeremy saw her crying that was when he lost it too, but before he had to actually leave we had each other laughing again and thinking positive.  So that was it! And now he is gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I just put a stamp on myself has a real Army Wife going though my 1st Deployment.  How am I doing? I am doing good!  Sunday it never  hit me cause he called me a couple of times and after we said goodbye I was busy getting ready for church and 2 hours in the nursery with 17 children will keep you so busy you don't have time to think...LOL! Monday and Tuesday I was with my friend helping her Christmas shop for her son and hanging out.  Well Tuesday night I had my first "OH MY GOSH....he is GONE!" moment.  I left her house and drove on post, well we always call each other when we get back on post to let them know we are almost home.  Well, I picked up my phone and started dialing his number and about the time I hit call it hit me he what am I doing? he aint going to answer.   And I was like what do I do now I am out of routine but I just put the phone down and drove home.  So that is the only time I been like I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning I did get to talk to him over Facebook chat cause since he is in Kuwait they have computers for them to use.  So that was nice.  Right now time feels like it is going so slow and at this rate 12 months will be a lifetime but I know after the holidays it will speed up.  Right now thinking about the holidays is when i know I am going to miss him, cause I will be alone for Christmas and New Years Eve.  I keep telling myself Christmas is over and I am thinking of taking the tree down but New Years I dont know.  It is not like we have every done anything on New Years Eve, last year we even went to bed before midnight...lol.... I thought about going home for the holidays and staying until after Caleb and Parker's birthdays, but don't really have the money right now so that is out of the question.  Oh, well... I will get though it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I just want to say is, that I am proud of my husband and I support him.  I am not mad that he is away.  He joined after 9/11 when we knew the chances of going over seas would be high... then got station at Fort Stewart... one of top (not the top) deploy able units.  I am just so happy that I got him home for as long has I did.  I support him and will continue to support him!  I love him and miss him... But I know he is doing what he sign up to do and he is excited so I stand by and will be excited for him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-7408507793799702970?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/7408507793799702970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=7408507793799702970&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7408507793799702970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7408507793799702970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-glad-that-is-over.html' title='I am glad That is over'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-3253063058269136477</id><published>2009-12-12T15:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T15:15:59.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we say Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be surprise when I cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just tears of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are meant to be share with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take them with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a token of my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absorb them all as you hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tell me it might be goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is not forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry just a poem I wrote for my husband and wanted to put it somewhere that I would not lose it.  Let me know if you like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-3253063058269136477?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/3253063058269136477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=3253063058269136477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3253063058269136477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3253063058269136477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-2057411903248294857</id><published>2009-12-07T21:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:11:10.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Slow down</title><content type='html'>Time is ticking away if only I could stop the hands of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no goodbyes because goodbye is forever; it is see you later - cause he will come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hours separate us, but they bring us together again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:Purple;"&gt;"Dear Deployment, I hate you as much as I love him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.  ~Nicholas Sparks, &lt;i&gt;The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;Distance between two hearts is not an obstacle, rather a beautiful reminder of just how strong true love can be.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;Goodbyes are not forever.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbyes are not the end.&lt;br /&gt;They simply mean I'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;Where is the good in goodbye?  ~Meredith Willson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sorry about that but the time is here and days are going down so that was just my way of expressing how I feel about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah this site will become a Deployment journal so I hope you enjoy and feel free to bookmark and read and give encouragement and comments cause 12 month (if not longer is a long time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-2057411903248294857?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/2057411903248294857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=2057411903248294857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2057411903248294857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2057411903248294857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/12/please-slow-down.html' title='Please Slow down'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-7223276123969545505</id><published>2009-11-17T10:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T11:44:58.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fancy Nancy</title><content type='html'>So this past weekend was my birthday getaway/ a marriage retreat though Jeremy's work.  I found out this weekend is I am not a "Fancy Nancy".  For yall that don't know what Fancy Nancy is, it is this cute childrens' book about a little girl that is always wanting things to be fancy and nice.  For yall with little girls, I have these books!&lt;br /&gt;We got to go to Hilton Head Island in South Carolina and stay at the Marriott Resort Hotel.  The hotel was very nice right on the beach, even though the only thing you saw from our room was the apartments next to it.  Nice hotel but with all that fancy stuff you had to PAY for internet. $13.00 for 24 hours!!! I would have rather go to Best Western and walk the block to the beach and have free internet.  Yes, I bought the computer with me on a getaway.  I am additied... no not really. I can't sleep at night sometimes espically in hotels so it gives me something to do when I can't sleep.  That was the other thing, nice hotel does not mean nice cable. They only had like 20 channels and no TV land or Nick at Nite, or Disney Channel.  That is the stuff we normally watch to go to sleep.  Anyways, the food was ok.  I don't like places where you can't chose what to eat and on the table is like 20 pieces of silverware.  Yes I know how you do it, salad fork, dinner, dessert, soup...Yeah I know all that.  I just don't like doing it!  LOL! Then the food was touching.  It was made to look like something on Top Chef or Hell's Kitchen.  Mashed potatoes and the gravy on the bottom with the chicken laying on top of it.  So you know me I had to pull it apart.  Yes and I was sick of water that was all they had to drink, water or tea!  So that night we left after the first meeting and went to walmart to get some snacks and coke.  Then Saturday we spend all morning in class which was good. It talks about ways to communicate and 5 things for love and such like that.  Then that afternoon it is what they call "date night".  So knowing us we are not fancy but since it was my birthday and we were on Hilton Head we decide someplace semi-nice.  We went to Carrabba's because I LOVE Italian.  It was nice.  Next to the Carrabba's was a minutura golf place and it looked nice and empty.  So we went and played around of golf.  It was nice cause we had the place all to our self.  And of course we played Deal or  No Deal and won Maddie a Spongebob as a gift.  That was about it for our weekend. &lt;br /&gt;So yeah it was nice to stay in a 5 star hotel that over looks the ocean but I am a country girl that enjoys cheap and cheaper.  So overall it was a fun weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what did Jeremy get me for my birthday.... Twilight Scence It game, tickets to the movie, and season 2 &amp;amp;4 of Reba! (I already had season 1&amp;amp;3). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if you have a little girl you must read "Fancy Nancy"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-7223276123969545505?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/7223276123969545505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=7223276123969545505&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7223276123969545505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7223276123969545505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/11/fancy-nancy.html' title='Fancy Nancy'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-7416989354694899621</id><published>2009-11-06T18:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T18:42:35.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Jeremy is back home and has been at home for about a week now but I just been so busy to stop and update on here laterly. Sorry School work is keeping me busy and my neighbor started working so I been babysitting too. BUSY as a Bee! This is a busy month but I will get though it! LOL! So Jeremy made it though NTC and enjoy it. So I just thought I would post some beautiful pictures of his trip there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy on top of the M88&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SvSyIoJZ8mI/AAAAAAAAAss/4b17T_dxnFQ/s1600-h/DSCN1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401137714409632354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SvSyIoJZ8mI/AAAAAAAAAss/4b17T_dxnFQ/s320/DSCN1105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A far view of Jeremy on the M88.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SvSzkDRgYgI/AAAAAAAAAs0/bu1ZadcBcqY/s1600-h/DSCN1106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401139285059461634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SvSzkDRgYgI/AAAAAAAAAs0/bu1ZadcBcqY/s320/DSCN1106.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful Mountains and the DUST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SvSyIR6oPlI/AAAAAAAAAsk/dXSdkNZtXSg/s1600-h/DSCN1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401137708442074706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SvSyIR6oPlI/AAAAAAAAAsk/dXSdkNZtXSg/s320/DSCN1101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Geared Up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(sorry I could not get the picture to flip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SvSyILOY-oI/AAAAAAAAAsc/z7Vf16ZjCYM/s1600-h/DSCN1094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401137706645912194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SvSyILOY-oI/AAAAAAAAAsc/z7Vf16ZjCYM/s320/DSCN1094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Beautiful Sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SvSyH1c0iiI/AAAAAAAAAsU/U3NHQWTv_W8/s1600-h/DSCN1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401137700800858658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SvSyH1c0iiI/AAAAAAAAAsU/U3NHQWTv_W8/s320/DSCN1082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The living area the first week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SvSyHv4vTHI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ixoFLXDekJw/s1600-h/DSCN1067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401137699307342962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SvSyHv4vTHI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ixoFLXDekJw/s320/DSCN1067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-7416989354694899621?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/7416989354694899621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=7416989354694899621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7416989354694899621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7416989354694899621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/11/home-again.html' title='Home Again'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SvSyIoJZ8mI/AAAAAAAAAss/4b17T_dxnFQ/s72-c/DSCN1105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-6689044163929812681</id><published>2009-10-28T13:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T13:50:23.465-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We did IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! We did it, we did it!&lt;br /&gt;Okay I will stop singing Dora... that is the song she sings at the end when they get to where ever they were going! But we did it, or should I say I did it.&lt;br /&gt;I made it though October, as I speak Jeremy is on a birdie somewhere over the US on his way back to beautiful Georgia.  So, yes I made it fine here alone for a month and I have to say it was not THAT bad.  Of course I missed him and I miss having someone to do the little things with. So, how did I do with my goals....lol...laugh if you will I did not succeed at ALL of them but some of them I did conquer and proud that I did.&lt;br /&gt;I got my house and the car clean.  Everyone keeps telling me my house looks different all clean and the fact that I did the true military wife thing and  rearranged the living room.  My friend told me after the fact that you are not a true army wife unless when they leave for awhile you rearranged the house.  I did not lose any weight or start &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exercising&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well! I have became very crafty and I will post pictures once my hubby gets back with the camera.  I did paint and make the sea shell picture frame now I just got to get a picture of us at the beach.  I also bought a shadow box and took all my medals from twirling from when I was 3 to 18 and make a nice display.  I even got pictures of me at different ages twirling!  I am proud of it!!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; I made Halloween sugar cookies but I did not have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; color &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sprinkles&lt;/span&gt; so I just use food coloring to make some of the dough orange for pumpkins and some dough black for witches' hat and bats and cats.  Then I left some dough along and made ghosts out of it.  The black cookies don't look that good though but oh well Jeremy will eat them! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;So anyways &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; I made it though a month and I have learn that I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt; again.  I just know when he leaves for Iraq I will be okay that I can handle anything...okay maybe not Anything but I will find someone who can!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I started classes this week I did my first quiz for sociology and I got 100% I was so shocked.  I have never been a good student and always said I wished I would had worry more about school work then I did about guys and band in high school.  I passed everything and was A and B honor roll but I think if I would had applied my self just a little harder I could had done better.  Oh well, lesson learned so this time I am trying harder to applied myself a little more!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well off to study before I got to start getting dressed to go pick him up... Later!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-6689044163929812681?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/6689044163929812681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=6689044163929812681&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/6689044163929812681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/6689044163929812681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-did-it.html' title='We did IT!'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4370273854272049668</id><published>2009-10-24T18:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:07:12.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard Sales</title><content type='html'>Wow, what a deal! Once upon a time I hate to go to yard sales so bad.  I thought to be "cool" you did not shop at them.  I remember telling my mother.. "no, please don't stop" She never listen to me and always stopped anyways and I always refused to get out there is nothing I would  EVERY need from a yard sale.  Now, 15 years later....I LOVE YARD SALES! yes I said it!  Anything to save a buck or two or more.&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about living on a military installation is they have twice a year a post wide yard sale.  Awesome it takes you hours and that is not even stopping at every house.  You never know what you will find.  To bad me and my friend stopped looking cause we ran out of money before we every even finished half the houses.  But, I had cash of what I wanted to spend  and not a penny more.  Anyways I am excitied with what I got.&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Tall Lamp/Light - $3.00 normally $10&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Care for my neighbor girl that is sick - $1.00 normally $10.00&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Fast and the Furious 1 and 2" DVDs and DVD "The Greatest Game Every Played" (This was my gift for Jeremy) $5.00 for all 3.  Normally at least $15.00&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A wire shoe rack - $3.00 normally $10-15.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Tall Black DVD shelf - $4.50 normally $15.00&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And my steal of the Day and the one thing that I am proud to get: A Bissell Little Green with the Heat Stream.  The lady said that she had only use it maybe twice still almost brand new, in the box, with all parts and instruction book.  I been wanting one of these to do my couches and mattress and spots on the floor.  So how much did I pay? Well lets say I went to Wal-mart after I left yard saling and they had it for $99.98.  So I paid.......drum roll please.......$25.00 that was it.  I feel I save alot there! Jeremy was proud of me. LOL!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, anyways, just wanted to share my way of saving money.....yard sales!  I spent a totally of  $41.50 on stuff that my house needed to make it more like a home.  I save at least $118.50.  WOW! that is crazy.  Anways, enough! Just thought I would share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4370273854272049668?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4370273854272049668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4370273854272049668&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4370273854272049668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4370273854272049668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/10/yard-sales.html' title='Yard Sales'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-838910234154938221</id><published>2009-10-20T02:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T03:17:18.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Yous</title><content type='html'>Okay I don't know why I feel like doing this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; just want to say thanks to all my friends and family. I can't sleep tonight and just want to typed and have a lot on my chest. Just wanted to say I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dear Jeremy,&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much. I am so proud of the sacrifices you make for this country and for me. I am so glad that you came into my life when you did. You are a wonderful husband and have enjoyed the past 7 years and look forward to many more years together. I hope we travel the world together hand and hand will &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fulfilled&lt;/span&gt; our dreams together. You are my Hero!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dear Dad,&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say, Thanks for everything you have done for us children. I love you so much. No matter how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stubborn&lt;/span&gt; I was I really was listening. You were always there even if I did not want you around. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! Thanks for aways being there for me even when I did not make the best choices but you never judge just help me find my way back on the straight and narrow. Thanks Dad, you are the greatest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Marie&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for joining our crazy family. I know I have only known you a couple of years but it has felt like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; longer. You have been a great addition to the family. I enjoy having you around. Thanks for always lending a ear when i need to talk you are a great listener. I enjoy having you around to talk to and know &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; every need to talk you are there, thanks for that!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Dear Adam,&lt;br /&gt;While you was always the "little" brother you could always beat me up! While, our childhood I think we would fight &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; I know I have always loved you so much and will always love you. I know we have never been closed but I am always here for you. I know when ever I have a question I can't answer I know who to call because you are so smart and always have good advice, you take after dad that is for sure. Thanks for being the "little" brother that I can look up to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dear Kim,&lt;br /&gt;Well, thanks for joining our crazy family by marrying my brother. I know we hardly every talk but I want you to know you are my sister now and are always free to call and talk whenever you need to vent. I hope over the years to build our friendship and sisterhood and become good friends. You are wonderful wife and mother and I see how happy you make Adam, thanks for taking care of my "little" brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Dearest Parker,&lt;br /&gt;While I have only meet you 2 weeks of your 9 months here with us, you are the greatest thing to our Haynes family. I love you so much! I wished I lived closer so I could hold and spoil you every day. Since I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have that has you grow you will know that no matter how far away from you I am I will always be here for you....even when you are way older and can come visit! You are the cutest nephew every way. Thanks for being the happy cheerful, handsome boy and bringing happiness to me when I see your new pictures and videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Andrea,&lt;br /&gt;I know you probably won't read this but I want you to know that I love you and hope one day we can be best friends like we use to be years ago. We always fought, mainly cause you follow me around wanting to do everything I did, but I always loved that about you and when I moved out and went to college you were the person I messed the most. Your letters were my inspiration at college and still to this day I have them. I hope one day we can talk on the phone and hang out and be friends again. I am sorry for what every I have done to you but know I am here for you and always will be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;Dear My Friends&lt;br /&gt;I have to many to list by name but many of you have known me for YEARS and I want to say thanks for aways being there. Some of you guys were the greatest friends in High school and who I share all my memories with from high school. Amanda W. Thanks for being a great friend for what like 16 years now. I feel like that was our lifetime. We been tough so much together and I know you are always there for me. Thanks everyone for your advice and help when ever I am down you give me great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inspiration&lt;/span&gt; and encouragement. Keep it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sorry for this post, I just can't sleep and had a lot on my mind and felt like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; and it helps. I hope not to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;offend&lt;/span&gt; anyone in this post but this is my post and I can write what is on my mind. If I did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;offend&lt;/span&gt; I apologize now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Each and EveryOne of Yall!&lt;br /&gt;I love Everyone! Mandy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-838910234154938221?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/838910234154938221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=838910234154938221&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/838910234154938221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/838910234154938221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanks-yous.html' title='Thanks Yous'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-2838240037200571304</id><published>2009-10-20T01:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T01:57:40.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Say No</title><content type='html'>Just Say No....Isn't that the saying that we are taught in Elementary school?! The only different is about drugs but I think they should say that we need to say No to other things in our life.  Does anyone else out there have trouble saying "No"?? I have always had this problem espically when it comes to friends cause I always have this feeling that if I say no they dont want to be friends with me no more.  I can't say No so I end up saying yes to everything and before I know it I am loading my plate with more then I can handle and before I know it I am dealing with stress and frustation that I just want to curl up in a ball and cry.  Does anyone else do this? Today for example I had a really crazy day.  I had a doctor appointment that took forever between the actual appointment and waiting the hour at the pharmacy to get the medicine it took almost 3 hours.  Well last night my neighbor's friend ask if I would babysit today for her.  Well before I finished at the hosiptal she is calling me asking where I was so I started stressing cause even though she told me 1pm she actually wanted to drop her off at 12:15.  But lucky my neighbor was home and agree to watch her until I could get there.  Then I had maintance come by because my glass patio doors wont slide open.  So they figured out it needed new rollers well in the simple process of getting that fixed they scattered the glass.  Now, a simple job was taking twice as long.  Anyway, also my other neighbor, friend, from across the way called to see if I could watch her puppy while she went to a meeting.  Again I could not say no.  So I had my dog, my friends dog, this 18 month old girl and 2 maintance guys hammering away with this big whole in my wall from the doors being off.  Crazy! Then my neighbor wants to come over and use the computer so that  is fine but she brings her daughter and her dog.  So now my house was a crazy zoo: 3 dogs, 2 children, 2 adults, and 2 maintance techs.  I think I started pacing around my room.   I was getting so stressed, if only I would have just said NO.  So yeah that is my life.  I do this alot say yes and then when I am in the middle of it I regret saying yes.  I got to learn to say NO! No, all of you friends don't be afraid of asking me for anything now just because I wrote this cause I love to help others.  Just if I say no don't be offened, cause the timing might not be good or something else is going on!  Okay so am I just werid to have this problem or does anyone else??? Please share!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-2838240037200571304?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/2838240037200571304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=2838240037200571304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2838240037200571304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2838240037200571304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-say-no.html' title='Just Say No'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4221069186185890744</id><published>2009-10-15T23:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:39:26.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading and Cleaning</title><content type='html'>Why is it that when I was in High school I loved to read, but since 2000 and now I never care to read again. I just never could fall into a book. Then last year I heard about Twilight. I say a bunch of my friends having count downs on their blogs and everyone on facebook was talking about it. So after I saw a preview for the movie and read my sister-in-law blog about how she hates reading but read them all really fast. So that was it I went to the library but guess what it was checked out and the list was way long. So, I went to wal-mart and broke down and just bought it. I began reading, reading everywhere. Every time I walked out of the house it was in my hand and nothing around the house got done. I read it in a week, dieing for the next one. So within a month I read them all and fell in love with them. So I thought it was cool to read. Now, for the past year I been saying I wanted to read but could never find anything to enjoy reading, I tried this and that and just could not get into anything. Well now a year later I started reading a series of book from high school by Anita Stantsfield. Then a couple of days ago and I got a army wife book so I checked it out also. So, now I am reading 2 books... I keep asking my self when did I turn for not enjoying reading to wanting to read 2 books at once. I guess that is not a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning now... since Jeremy left I got my house clean but now any time any little thing is dirty my whole house is dirty. I guess that is a good thing...lol. I dont know I just keep finding more stuff to clean. I mean the other day I clean out the extra room or has jeremy calls it the army room because it is where we keep all his extra gear and stuff, but technially it isour extra room if anyone comes to stay. But anyways, I took a box of stuff to the the outside little shed we have and found Halloween decorations so I decorated for halloween outside. I did not have anything for inside but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, I have kinda forgot about the "list". I have clean my house over and over. Still have not gotten to the car hopeful this weekend or next week it will be pretty so I can go do that. No, I have not done any crafts project. I am getting this organized though so when he leaves for the deployment I will be able to find everything I need then and do more crafts...&lt;br /&gt;So, other news Jeremy is fine doing great. We are pretty much half way though this time for now apart. It feels like forever but it only been 2 weeks. I got toget used to this feeling. I know I will do okay.&lt;br /&gt;Well the dyer stopped so I got to go switch laundry later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4221069186185890744?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4221069186185890744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4221069186185890744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4221069186185890744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4221069186185890744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/10/reading-and-cleaning.html' title='Reading and Cleaning'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-8005524390899815838</id><published>2009-10-08T00:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T02:14:44.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking UP</title><content type='html'>Yay.... Jeremy has been gone about no even a week yet, but I thought I would let you know how it is going and what is up.&lt;br /&gt;I am still alive and making it.  Jeremy is doing fine I do talk to him almost every day right now.  It sinks because T-Mobile don't pick up coverage there at Fort Irwin but he got a friend that is kind enough to let him borrow his phone now and then.  But yeah it is enjoying it, he says it is beautiful at times but then when they get a dust strom it is not so pretty.  Tomorrow is the last day I will be able to talk to him, due to Friday morning they head out to the "box" where they train just as if they were in Iraq.  He wont be able to call me after that until the come back from the box on the 25th.  That is going to be my hard time but I will be okay.  Espically since now I got used to him calling me everyday.  Oh, well I got to get use to don't I?&lt;br /&gt;Well, so how am i doing? Okay I had one day the other day...where i just wanted to lay in the bed and cry cause I heard more bad news but hey it is all good. So how are my goals going?&lt;br /&gt;Well, here is the update&lt;br /&gt;1) Clean my house - well I got my house mainly clean, everything is caught up like laundry, dishes but I still have not touch the extra/army room or the detail work.&lt;br /&gt;2) AFAP - Tomorrow is the last day of it.  I have really enjoyed it. It was fun and very informational.  Can't wait for next year.&lt;br /&gt;3) Walking or Gym....... This has not started at all. Part is because AFAP going on and it has been raining, but I got plans to go walking tomorrow with my neighbor and we want to do it EVERYDAY!&lt;br /&gt;4) Since 3 has not starting ... nothing has happen here other then I been drinking alot more water.&lt;br /&gt;5)Car--- I have not touch it.....&lt;br /&gt;6, 7, 8) The crafts projects I havenot started I wanted to get 1 and 5 done first. So they will be later in the month.&lt;br /&gt;9) HERE IS THE GOOD NEWS!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was so upset when I found out there is no way I can get a loan before the class actually starts  so I can get books.  Jeremy happen to call when I was having that panic about what to do so I can afford to buy books until the loan comes in.  He had a great plan and a great advice.  The plan was to sell the Wii and everything we had with it.  While, I hated to do that cause I like having one, he said getting the books were in the long run more importatnt then some game system that is never played.  It has been 4 months since we last played it and most of the games we decide we did not like anyways.  I mean for you people with the Wii Fit and can use it to lose weight....I am proud of you because sorry it did not work for me.  I guess mainly because I wanted to beat Jeremy's scores so I learned ways to cheat the system... Jeremy never did figure out how I can do more push ups then him....lol! So, I finally got it sold today and now I have the money for school and will start online classes on the 26th.  YAY me!&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all for now.... I will keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-8005524390899815838?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/8005524390899815838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=8005524390899815838&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8005524390899815838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8005524390899815838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/10/looking-up.html' title='Looking UP'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-5454502162611725769</id><published>2009-10-04T02:12:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T17:49:32.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Forts and lighthouses</title><content type='html'>So, this actually happen before my last blog but I was just now getting around to putting pictures on the computer to blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;So last weekend for the weekend we decided to spend some time together and do something things right here around Savannah that we have not been able to do. So our plans were to hit Fort Pulaski, Tybee Island Lighthouse, Old Fort Jackson and Fort McCallister. But the rain kept us from the last fort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fort Pulaski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday we got up and went to breakfast at Denny's and then went straight to Fort Pulaski. This was a fort that was used during the civil war. It also has a lot of neat history also about being used as an underground railroad. Also in the parade field was one of the first organize baseball being played in the America. If you want more information you can google it...sorry I don't want to sit and typed it all out...sorry! But the moral of the story is they lost the battle to the union (the north) because they surrender because the Union had cannons that was destroying their walls and if one cannon hit one wall just right it would have hit the magazine room (where they would stored the black powder and stuff) and if that would had happen it would had kills lots of people so they surrender. So the battle only lasted 30 hours.&lt;br /&gt;So here are some pictures ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The outside of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388629477350711906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SshB9Z-wImI/AAAAAAAAAqM/2ZElFv04MbM/s320/DSCN0990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Walking to the entrance &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SshB87wqPBI/AAAAAAAAAqE/u_vgh0KpWT0/s1600-h/DSCN0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388629469238541330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SshB87wqPBI/AAAAAAAAAqE/u_vgh0KpWT0/s320/DSCN0935.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy and a Cannon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SshB8tsaekI/AAAAAAAAAp8/tnWYaC1rdl4/s1600-h/DSCN0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388629465462635074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SshB8tsaekI/AAAAAAAAAp8/tnWYaC1rdl4/s320/DSCN0961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the battery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SshB8P08HvI/AAAAAAAAAp0/q1Mhg0WPbSA/s1600-h/DSCN0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388629457445330674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SshB8P08HvI/AAAAAAAAAp0/q1Mhg0WPbSA/s320/DSCN0912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also they had a trail that took you to look at a very old lighthouse Cockspur Lighthouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SshB7pbljZI/AAAAAAAAAps/od6_-m250jo/s1600-h/DSCN0993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388629447138446738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SshB7pbljZI/AAAAAAAAAps/od6_-m250jo/s320/DSCN0993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tybee Island Lighthouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So the next thing on the list was the Tybee Island Lighthouse. I have seen it from the outside but have aways wanted to go up in it. That was a very long climb! It was 178 steps up it.That might not sound like that much but in this little tower with no AC so it was very stuffy cause the couple of windows there was was only cracked a little bit. But, once you get to the top it was very well worth the trip to the top. This is Georgia's tallest lighthouse. So here are some pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a view of the lighthouse from the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskOCqJYceI/AAAAAAAAAq0/hpvV4Tdg3ak/s1600-h/DSCN1007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388853867961676258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskOCqJYceI/AAAAAAAAAq0/hpvV4Tdg3ak/s320/DSCN1007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is us at the top with the AtlanticOcean behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskOCJi6aQI/AAAAAAAAAqs/A8fQDHbKSYk/s1600-h/DSCN1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388853859210389762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskOCJi6aQI/AAAAAAAAAqs/A8fQDHbKSYk/s320/DSCN1017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view of the ocean from up there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the water does not look that blue when you there on the beach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskOB3Hz9-I/AAAAAAAAAqk/5G6zW_AxU_Q/s1600-h/DSCN0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388853854264883170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskOB3Hz9-I/AAAAAAAAAqk/5G6zW_AxU_Q/s320/DSCN0002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view looking back toward the island... you can see the marsh in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskOBZm8_6I/AAAAAAAAAqc/BBujpR0F3BM/s1600-h/DSCN1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388853846342434722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskOBZm8_6I/AAAAAAAAAqc/BBujpR0F3BM/s320/DSCN1013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me in front of the lighthouse and on the right you can see the innkeepers house.&lt;br /&gt;I am standing on the battery across the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskOA3Ym7lI/AAAAAAAAAqU/paZWlxZg12c/s1600-h/DSCN1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388853837155462738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskOA3Ym7lI/AAAAAAAAAqU/paZWlxZg12c/s320/DSCN1026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Old Fort Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay our next place of interested was Old Fort Jackson in Savannah right on the Savannah River. We did not know any history about this place but thought we might have well checked it out. There is not much history because it was built when Robert E. Lee declared to build lots of forts to help fight the union and this one was built to keep the union from being able to get into Savannah, which was a strong city at the time. But, after the union got property of Fort Pulaski, they decide to run and abandon the fort. So they dumped the amino and everything into the river and march to South Carolina. The fort was not really every completely finished. but it was still cool to go there. So here are some pictures from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view from a far of the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskVOXA3FII/AAAAAAAAAsE/p45WgMw8HOk/s1600-h/DSCN1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388861765565486210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskVOXA3FII/AAAAAAAAAsE/p45WgMw8HOk/s320/DSCN1060.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The main entrance and the draw bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskVN8TS2pI/AAAAAAAAAr8/WbzXtPpC5vQ/s1600-h/DSCN1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388861758395046546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskVN8TS2pI/AAAAAAAAAr8/WbzXtPpC5vQ/s320/DSCN1058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking from the top down onto the parade field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskVNitAK7I/AAAAAAAAAr0/685k0u74dDU/s1600-h/DSCN1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388861751523552178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskVNitAK7I/AAAAAAAAAr0/685k0u74dDU/s320/DSCN1048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guards Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskVNH-Y5wI/AAAAAAAAArs/ErL0q9-Nst8/s1600-h/DSCN1041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388861744348718850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskVNH-Y5wI/AAAAAAAAArs/ErL0q9-Nst8/s320/DSCN1041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Magazine Room. (Storage Room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskVM5z_RrI/AAAAAAAAArk/eUIqqweJmtw/s1600-h/DSCN1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388861740546999986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SskVM5z_RrI/AAAAAAAAArk/eUIqqweJmtw/s320/DSCN1043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well there is an little update. I only showed a couple of pictures, but the places were so beautiful you should see the whole album. Check it out here it is &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?page=2&amp;amp;aid=112676&amp;amp;l=5958f143c2&amp;amp;id=762033116"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?page=2&amp;amp;aid=112676&amp;amp;l=5958f143c2&amp;amp;id=762033116&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Check it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-5454502162611725769?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/5454502162611725769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=5454502162611725769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5454502162611725769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/5454502162611725769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/10/forts-and-lighthouses.html' title='Forts and lighthouses'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SshB9Z-wImI/AAAAAAAAAqM/2ZElFv04MbM/s72-c/DSCN0990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-7587041400424241137</id><published>2009-10-03T00:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:34:52.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>See you later!</title><content type='html'>Well I told Jeremy goodbye tonight, or better yet I just said "see you later".  Yeah it is just give or take 30 days but still it is time away.  But this is also a training period for what is to come.  Lets not talk about that...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... Anyways, yes I support my husband and what he is willing to do for our country.  I will stand by his side at all time and will handle time away from one another the best I can.  So, I told him over and over, I am fine and will be fine, and he must keep his mind on the mission, but still being a guy I know he will still worry some.  So, anyways, while he is gone what should I do with my self.  I know, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;how about&lt;/span&gt; if i keep my self from staring at the clock and calendar and counting the days down. So, I made a list of my goals (or missions) that I want to do by the time he comes home around November 1st.&lt;br /&gt;So, I thought I would share on here, so that way they are in writing cause they say if you write them down you have a better chance of accomplishing them.  So here I go....in 30 days can I do the following??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean my house - Not just clean it....I mean really clean it, behind the ice box, oven, and even the extra bedroom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attending the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AFAP&lt;/span&gt; conference here at Fort Stewart for 3 days.  We will see how that goes....&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start going walking everyday, or maybe swimming at the gym....I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know I like walking better...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.... may water &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;aerobic&lt;/span&gt;??!!??! I got till tomorrow to decide...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Along with number 3 but to lose 20 lbs.  Can I do it??? Lets hope so!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean out the car...really clean it out...I mean do my own detail job...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; I got a picture frame from Micheal's to paint and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;decorate&lt;/span&gt; for a picture of us.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to attempt to make a candy corn cake.  I want to carve it and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;decorate&lt;/span&gt; it to look like a candy corn.  The only problem is I can't do it till he is coming home cause I don't like cake so I don't every eat the cake so he better get home....&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get back into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt;!  I still love it just have not had the room or the time to do it... Now I do and am excited to start it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last but not least, I have plans to start school on October 26.  So hopefully everything will work out.  I got 2 classes paid for but still trying to figure out how to get the money for the books.  I thought I would get approved for financial aide but I guess the government says a private in the army and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have kids make too much money.  Sorry for going off there for a minute.  I will figure it out!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, there you have it!  Is it too much for me to do in 30 some odd days?! I hope not and have faith I will get it all done.  I will keep you posted on my updates.  Okay so more later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-7587041400424241137?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/7587041400424241137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=7587041400424241137&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7587041400424241137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7587041400424241137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/10/see-you-later.html' title='See you later!'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-8843302994066546150</id><published>2009-09-25T00:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T00:24:54.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Babysitting</title><content type='html'>Sorry I just want to vent for a minute.  I love children and will babysit for anyone any time.  Espically when I have know your child for almost 2 years.  But when you come to my house and ask me to baby sit in an hour for just a hour or 2 keep to your plan.  Yes you said you were leaving at 730 but did not leave till 8:15 so I thinking 10:30 at the latest.  Then you text me to tell me you got another plan and will be home at 11:00pm.  And it is not like this is emergancy, you just turn 21 and want to drink in public whenever possiable.  Now, I am sittin ghere with your child still awake (cause you said she can stay up till she falls asleep) at 12:17 am and you have not answer any of my texts.  UGH!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I love children but just because you had a child at 19 and now want to enjoy drinking crap don't mean you leave your child at home always with the babysitter.  This stuff drives me crazy cause I have tried for a child for 7 years and i sit here and watch how a mother and father find other things to fouce on other then there child. It hurts me and makes me realized how unfair life is.  Don't go jumping anyone to call CPS, cause they do nothing to harm the girl, they do love her but the mother is 21 now so every weekend it is party time.  yes, it is good that the mother finds a good babysitter or the dad stays home to watch her but still wrong in my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Okay sorry for going on and on I am just sitting here at 12:20 am and wondering if this mother is eVery coming back.  I had things to do tonight. &lt;br /&gt;Just for everyone else: If I every babysit for you try to stick to the time you tell me, yes I understand things happen but 2 hours of babysitting turning into 5 hours is taking it too far.  I just fell I am being used.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I will shut up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-8843302994066546150?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/8843302994066546150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=8843302994066546150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8843302994066546150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/8843302994066546150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/09/babysitting.html' title='Babysitting'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-9163444625101108941</id><published>2009-09-14T00:45:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T01:04:49.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Crabs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay we are back home in Georgia now. The trip back home was a lot better. Taking 2 days to make it made it alot more enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;Well, our last day before we left Texas, we went crabbing with my Dad and Marie. I was not sure at all about this crabbing thing. Crabs have pinchers and that will hurt if they get me. So I agree to go but just thought I would watch and take pictures. Well after a while I decide that hey it don't look to bad just pull the rope up slowly and then while the crab is on the chicken tied to the rope just take you net and get it...lol. So, I did eventually get into it. And I have to say it was Fun!&lt;br /&gt;Well, we caught about 18 big ones that we kept. Marie clean and cooked them. I did try a piece of the crab and just did not like it. It was just to much fishy taste for me. Anyways, Jeremy enjoyed it though. That is just up his alley, werid foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here are some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;Here is the view of the marsh that we went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381180178250754402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sq3K3IUCaWI/AAAAAAAAApc/LOQumsyVoiU/s320/DSCN0809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jeremy crabbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sq3K2rSHTRI/AAAAAAAAApU/EbUDeJEvc1Q/s1600-h/DSCN0802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381180170458058002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sq3K2rSHTRI/AAAAAAAAApU/EbUDeJEvc1Q/s320/DSCN0802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and My Dad Crabbing (Jeremy took this one when I did not see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sq3K2FKfV3I/AAAAAAAAApM/fiI2iPLyarU/s1600-h/DSCN0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381180160225531762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sq3K2FKfV3I/AAAAAAAAApM/fiI2iPLyarU/s320/DSCN0812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One of our BIG crabs...The thing looks mean huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sq3OQbVyNYI/AAAAAAAAApk/hWoq0F7jxmY/s1600-h/DSCN0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381183911389967746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sq3OQbVyNYI/AAAAAAAAApk/hWoq0F7jxmY/s320/DSCN0817.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis is the finished product. A bunch of crabs and legs. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sq3K1aXtPRI/AAAAAAAAAo8/3gt-VSvKTQo/s1600-h/DSCN0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381180148738243858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sq3K1aXtPRI/AAAAAAAAAo8/3gt-VSvKTQo/s320/DSCN0820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had a great time in Texas and Can't wait to head back.  I love Texas! Glad to see all the family and friends that I was able to see in a short time.  Hopefully next time I will be able to see everyone else.  I also hopes that it won't be another year and half until I head back to Texas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-9163444625101108941?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/9163444625101108941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=9163444625101108941&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/9163444625101108941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/9163444625101108941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/09/got-crabs.html' title='Got Crabs?'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sq3K3IUCaWI/AAAAAAAAApc/LOQumsyVoiU/s72-c/DSCN0809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-4233444094107986110</id><published>2009-09-12T00:28:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T02:26:56.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost and Genealogy</title><content type='html'>Yes I said that this post is title Ghost and Genealogy because on the same night both things happen. While in Texas we made a night trip to Roganville, TX. Now, don't try to google it because it is not even a town anymore. It is nothing but a bunch of dirt roads and the main road has a black top but the bridges are still wooden, one lane. This is where my dad grew up and my family history is all connected to this area.&lt;br /&gt;So, this night started with Marie's Brother, sister-in-law, newphew and his finance wanted to go see something haunting. If you know my Dad, he is a pro at making you so scared. He has spend years scaring the youth of Buna, TX with his spooky stories at camping trips or just around the house.&lt;br /&gt;Okay the house that my dad lived in, in Roganville, is haunted. Everyone in his family agrees and they even had a name for the ghost. I forgot what he told me that they called it. But, that is beside the point. Anyways, well this house is now empty and just sitting out in the woods and 2 years ago he took my sister and some of her friends out there to try to scared them so he thought sure while not let go. In 2005 when Rita hit the area he did know that the carport had fallen but that was the last time he saw it. The house was destored big time. Teenagers has written all over the walls and trashed it big time. But the carport is still down. Also, we had trouble finding it because after we got out of the truck... the weeds were taller then us and the house. So we wonder around until someone's flashlight finally hit a window.&lt;br /&gt;So here is a picture from outside that house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SqskduAUPeI/AAAAAAAAAnc/pJ2rJ-wFvNs/s1600-h/DSCN0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: center; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380434272808353250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SqskduAUPeI/AAAAAAAAAnc/pJ2rJ-wFvNs/s320/DSCN0719.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so after that: we went to the Witch's Grave.  There is a 2 graves in a old little fence way out in the middle of the woods.  It is called the witch's grave because everyone believed that she was a witch.  She was a widow and was know not to come out of the house during the day just at night and wore nothing but black.  So her and her daughter are bury here in the middle of the woods which use to be here land.  There is also a house near by that is aboned.  We did not go to it cause everyone was tried and it was late. So anyways, here are some pictures from it. &lt;br /&gt;This is the sign that is there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SqskePcVNJI/AAAAAAAAAnk/TVBexX0wY4U/s1600-h/DSCN0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: center; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380434281784226962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SqskePcVNJI/AAAAAAAAAnk/TVBexX0wY4U/s320/DSCN0767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a view of the 2 plots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SqskfcC3t8I/AAAAAAAAAn8/PtbqqfTbTQA/s1600-h/DSCN0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: center; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380434302346966978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SqskfcC3t8I/AAAAAAAAAn8/PtbqqfTbTQA/s320/DSCN0779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the daughter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqske55ubNI/AAAAAAAAAn0/MqKPRW9lbNE/s1600-h/DSCN0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: center; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380434293181803730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqske55ubNI/AAAAAAAAAn0/MqKPRW9lbNE/s320/DSCN0773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Mother (AKA: the witch, Roxie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SqskevO5NlI/AAAAAAAAAns/qtdo3vmBx9U/s1600-h/DSCN0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 239px; FLOAT: center; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380434290317801042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SqskevO5NlI/AAAAAAAAAns/qtdo3vmBx9U/s320/DSCN0772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genealogy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you must be wondering how that plays into this. &lt;br /&gt;Okay our second stop was at Friendship Church and Cementary.  Yes, cemetary at night can be scary but for me it was education.  There is alot of family history here.  Here is the sign if you want to read the history.  Joseph Andrew Jackson and Rebecca Sheffield are my great-great-great or something like that grandparents.  They are the ones that donated this land to be used for a church and cementary in 1899.  Read if you want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SqsvexIdOiI/AAAAAAAAAok/NPTquaYSXBM/s1600-h/DSCN0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SqsvexIdOiI/AAAAAAAAAok/NPTquaYSXBM/s320/DSCN0755.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380446385455577634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the church on the outside.  What is different about this church is that it is open 24 hours a day.  When Joseph gave the community the land one of the causes was that the church had to be open for people to go to at all times.  So i was able to go in. &lt;br /&gt;Here is the outside of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SqsvdBjokuI/AAAAAAAAAoE/CidxDE95qYg/s1600-h/DSCN0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SqsvdBjokuI/AAAAAAAAAoE/CidxDE95qYg/s320/DSCN0757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380446355504796386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here is a view of the inside.  Notice the beautiful old wood pews and floor. Remember the time 1899.  I don't know if that is when this church was actually built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SqsvdmIr6uI/AAAAAAAAAoM/F6kfM8c4jCY/s1600-h/DSCN0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SqsvdmIr6uI/AAAAAAAAAoM/F6kfM8c4jCY/s320/DSCN0738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380446365323881186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so here is the picture of Joseph Andrew Jackson Sheffield and Rebecca Sheffield that was hanging in the church.  Very old picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqsvd8qqA_I/AAAAAAAAAoU/DH9LajMfuKY/s1600-h/DSCN0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqsvd8qqA_I/AAAAAAAAAoU/DH9LajMfuKY/s320/DSCN0735.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380446371371942898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is the piano that my Great Grandma Lena played for years.  My dad even has a video that was taken with the very old 8mm film that shows her playing the piano probably in the 60s or some time around then. Sad that there is no sound but that is how it was back then. It is just amazing that her piano is somewhere safe.  They had pictures of her hanging in the church too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqsveeg9vsI/AAAAAAAAAoc/1zo0945pSiU/s1600-h/DSCN0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqsveeg9vsI/AAAAAAAAAoc/1zo0945pSiU/s320/DSCN0737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380446380458098370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, just for kicks, here is pictures of the old school that is from when Roganville used to be a town.  There is also a picture of an old bus stop.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqsz8AULrKI/AAAAAAAAAo0/DtdC0lSUsGQ/s1600-h/DSCN0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqsz8AULrKI/AAAAAAAAAo0/DtdC0lSUsGQ/s320/DSCN0766.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380451285794008226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqsz7xhu9gI/AAAAAAAAAos/KhxKsNwcnlY/s1600-h/DSCN0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqsz7xhu9gI/AAAAAAAAAos/KhxKsNwcnlY/s320/DSCN0765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380451281824314882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-4233444094107986110?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/4233444094107986110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=4233444094107986110&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4233444094107986110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/4233444094107986110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/09/ghost-and-genealogy.html' title='Ghost and Genealogy'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/SqskduAUPeI/AAAAAAAAAnc/pJ2rJ-wFvNs/s72-c/DSCN0719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-7936198026498284443</id><published>2009-09-09T00:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T01:11:27.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Road</title><content type='html'>Well, I thought I would blog that we made it to wonderful Texas. It was a very long trip was it was good. Lucky we were so blessed to have good weather on the trip. We were scared because when we were packing the car it began lighting all across the sky, then while we were locking up the house it began pouring raining.  So we said a prayer and by the time we stopped for gas and snacks and went to Jeremy's unit to sign out he had stopped raining.  Then from then on we never saw another lighting strike or any more rain.  It is amazing that the Lord listens and answers our questions.  I am thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here are some things I learned from the trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I will never try to leave for an 16 hours trip at midnight.  It does not matter if you slept the day before, you are still going to be tired. &lt;br /&gt;2)  909 Miles  is WAY to far to go in one day.  We will always take 2 days from now on.  The last 8 hours was really hard.  So we are leaving a day earlier to take 2 days to get back.&lt;br /&gt;3) I can't sleep in a car.  We keep trading off drivers but when it was my turn to sleep I was never able to actually sleep.  Jeremy would be asleep in 10 minutes after I got behind the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;4) Outside of Baton Rouge, LA there is an long bridge that goes over a marsh area.  Well, at the beginning of it is a really cool rest stop.  They had a little 4 minute video with talking animal dolls about the animals in the marsh.  It was nice to be out of the car for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;5) Louisiana is a very boring and long state to go straight though on I-10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are some of our pictures from our trip here.  I will post posting some more of here and then when we head back.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy and Sweet Pea at the Mississippi Sign!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqcw88_pbdI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Z2oBEDEo4a0/s1600-h/DSCN0680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379322103640714706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqcw88_pbdI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Z2oBEDEo4a0/s320/DSCN0680.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tunnel you go though in Mobile, Alabama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqcw8BgDF6I/AAAAAAAAAnE/3xF9iA6W0jM/s1600-h/DSCN0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379322087670486946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqcw8BgDF6I/AAAAAAAAAnE/3xF9iA6W0jM/s320/DSCN0675.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Alabama Sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqcw7nc5-QI/AAAAAAAAAm8/0yDRj0RI9Vo/s1600-h/DSCN0669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379322080677984514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqcw7nc5-QI/AAAAAAAAAm8/0yDRj0RI9Vo/s320/DSCN0669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Us at the Alabama Sign Rest Stop.  We were just in the parking lot not in front of the sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqcw68KUjDI/AAAAAAAAAm0/55m5-msr5qg/s1600-h/DSCN0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379322069057309746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqcw68KUjDI/AAAAAAAAAm0/55m5-msr5qg/s320/DSCN0668.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-7936198026498284443?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/7936198026498284443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=7936198026498284443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7936198026498284443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/7936198026498284443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-road.html' title='On the Road'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/Sqcw88_pbdI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Z2oBEDEo4a0/s72-c/DSCN0680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-2398839143517465502</id><published>2009-08-25T01:37:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:03:18.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Wonderful Years</title><content type='html'>Okay, today was our Anniversary and it kinda slip by. We went out to eat for it then so today it was just a day trying to get things done around the house. I mean today we had people working on our AC for hours and then working on the ceiling and walls to cover the holes back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I decide to sit down and make this video and write this out for Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say Happy 7th Anniversary. I could not believe that it has been 7 years, time is flying by. LOL! Anyways, It has been great years, yeah we have had our rough times but with faith things always worked out. I am so blessed. We have been many places and been able to do many things and I wished to be able to see more places together with the many years we have together. I love you Jeremy and am so happy withyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;PS) The song is a Disney song, but if you know us we love Disney and this song fits up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bc48b4bd08fd8fb7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbc48b4bd08fd8fb7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331628255%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FD883E4833240AB58F35E0F7F8E6937CDDE22D7.7C1AC664EEF767B8E480DCED967C6963FDB5404A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbc48b4bd08fd8fb7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Da0-BURMoVIZ1HYpJcD7VRtwYmIM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbc48b4bd08fd8fb7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331628255%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FD883E4833240AB58F35E0F7F8E6937CDDE22D7.7C1AC664EEF767B8E480DCED967C6963FDB5404A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbc48b4bd08fd8fb7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Da0-BURMoVIZ1HYpJcD7VRtwYmIM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-2398839143517465502?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bc48b4bd08fd8fb7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/2398839143517465502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=2398839143517465502&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2398839143517465502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/2398839143517465502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/08/7-wonderful-years.html' title='7 Wonderful Years'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-3776675478800068972</id><published>2009-08-21T18:28:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T18:55:55.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard at Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so now that I feel like a big goof ball. I never realized that my laptop had a place just to stick the memory card. Now I feel stupid but anyways here are the pictures I promised. Also a video of him at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of the convoy he was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/So8hQ9A8R0I/AAAAAAAAAms/-tUjFyGrFwM/s1600-h/SDC12355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372549455616427842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/So8hQ9A8R0I/AAAAAAAAAms/-tUjFyGrFwM/s320/SDC12355.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jeremy He looks tired because they were just wrestling around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/So8hQYZNm7I/AAAAAAAAAmk/jvZ4UWdUKsY/s1600-h/SDC12363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372549445786114994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/So8hQYZNm7I/AAAAAAAAAmk/jvZ4UWdUKsY/s320/SDC12363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Iraq city that they train in. Pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/So8hQC3jfBI/AAAAAAAAAmc/niPfJbpPyBU/s1600-h/SDC12351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372549440007797778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/So8hQC3jfBI/AAAAAAAAAmc/niPfJbpPyBU/s320/SDC12351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is a before and the next one is after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the Humvee stuck in the sand.  Yes, all the way to the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could not belive how far the tires were up to sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/So8hO9LgXAI/AAAAAAAAAmM/TVNQTZJecjI/s1600-h/SDC12345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372549421300997122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/So8hO9LgXAI/AAAAAAAAAmM/TVNQTZJecjI/s320/SDC12345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is the picture after Jeremy pulled the Humvee out of the sand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/So8hPbDT_YI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_N53oxScevM/s1600-h/SDC12350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372549429319695746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/So8hPbDT_YI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_N53oxScevM/s320/SDC12350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is the video of Jeremy pulling the Humvee out of the sand. &lt;br /&gt;That is Jeremy that you see in the vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-58cbc4f36ab2ff8a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D58cbc4f36ab2ff8a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331628255%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2695774DFB8246FBC8DE2A2EDC8C52716666E6D0.6E27712AD1C8CBC870B2CF8EC69D512A4A84A071%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D58cbc4f36ab2ff8a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DA8yzDnMGvktqnRgqX4_T6NFPMWw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D58cbc4f36ab2ff8a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331628255%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2695774DFB8246FBC8DE2A2EDC8C52716666E6D0.6E27712AD1C8CBC870B2CF8EC69D512A4A84A071%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D58cbc4f36ab2ff8a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DA8yzDnMGvktqnRgqX4_T6NFPMWw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-3776675478800068972?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=58cbc4f36ab2ff8a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/3776675478800068972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=3776675478800068972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3776675478800068972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/3776675478800068972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/08/hard-at-work.html' title='Hard at Work'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/So8hQ9A8R0I/AAAAAAAAAms/-tUjFyGrFwM/s72-c/SDC12355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935598324568619996.post-9091059829762015452</id><published>2009-08-20T17:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T18:12:53.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping Up the Ladder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/So3G4cotP8I/AAAAAAAAAmE/2bUka-_YQJY/s1600-h/SPC.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372168603584774082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/So3G4cotP8I/AAAAAAAAAmE/2bUka-_YQJY/s320/SPC.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I guess I have not updated laterly.  Jeremy finally got home from the field for good now.  Jeremy took the camera out to the field to take some pictures of him at work, but when he got back home the camera would not work.  So they are on the memory card, I just need a way to put them on the computer, so once I figure that out they will be posted.  I did get another cheap camera off Craigslist.  I can't figure out how to get the pictures off the card using this camera.  But, I will figure it out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, on better news today Jeremy was official pinned (or velcro) as a Specialist in his unit.  He is now an E-4 just one step higher.  Now, the next thing is Segrent which will take a while to get.  He got to get the points and then go in front of the board so we have a long way to go, but he plans on starting to work on it.  So Jeremy is excited.  His SGTs and other guys congratulated him in their "army" ways.  They made him get down and do push-ups and then dumped about three 5 gallon buckets on him.  Wow, Guys, what can I say?! At least they took his cell phone out of his pocket.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and other words the leave was approved so we are leaving August 30 at midnight for Buna, Texas and have to be back to check in by Midnight on September 13.  So Texas here we come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5935598324568619996-9091059829762015452?l=mandynjeremy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/feeds/9091059829762015452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5935598324568619996&amp;postID=9091059829762015452&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/9091059829762015452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5935598324568619996/posts/default/9091059829762015452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandynjeremy.blogspot.com/2009/08/stepping-up-ladder.html' title='Stepping Up the Ladder'/><author><name>Amanda N Jeremy Page</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12455516444470384433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/S1FkM45RvvI/AAAAAAAAAtI/FO-fHSueaV8/S220/US+at+fort+Pulaski.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KDwS2JgpBtg/So3G4cotP8I/AAAAAAAAAmE/2bUka-_YQJY/s72-c/SPC.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
