tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557907184233906202024-03-05T04:11:59.980-06:00The Princess and her pets...The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.comBlogger67125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-47722780368947178912010-07-16T13:25:00.000-05:002010-07-16T13:25:19.570-05:00God Gives Us a FamilyJoseph settles his family in Egypt. (Genesis 45:16 -47:27)<div><br /></div><div>"For you are all children of God through faith in Christ Jesus." (Galatians 3:26)</div><div><br /></div><div>A good way to wrap up the week:)</div><div><br /></div><div>The Princess</div><div><br /></div><div>Thanks <a href="http://www.group.com/">Group</a>.</div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-58095451712190273762010-07-15T11:52:00.000-05:002010-07-15T11:52:22.520-05:00God Gives Us ForgivenessJoseph forgave his brothers. Something so many of us couldn't do. (Genesis 42:6-45:15)<div><br /></div><div>"But you are a God of forgiveness, gracious and merciful, slow to become angry, and rich in unfailing love." Nehemiah 9:17</div><div><br /></div><div>Go. Read. Now.</div><div><br /></div><div>The Princess</div><div><br /></div><div>Gracias <a href="http://www.group.com/">Group</a>.</div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-57614293019177955752010-07-14T09:55:00.000-05:002010-07-14T09:56:01.338-05:00God Gives Us Wisdom<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Genesis 41:41 - 42:5 shows us how Joseph leads Egypt through famine. Wink, wink:)<div><br /></div><div>The key verse is James 1:5.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>"If you need wisdom, ask our generous God, and he will give it to you."</div><div><br /></div><div>It's funny. This is something very easy, but we, the crazy people of the world, can't seem to ever be able to do it. Weird, huh? It is the fact that we have so much pride and we think we can do everything, all by ourselves.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiubHW9A8WcObtOoWyHJUny65iVlIxNiEQ0Brl7fkrc21ZQeAlvEMW5ZJsxaYrS-5zPAh0fni3-_STV2x4fPLeBQyBAGWxW2_DMb9a7YaIGe-c8MvvttDfuihaS09CybT6_Alpmt1RVfQ/s320/Bible.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492490697936335314" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The Princess</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Thanks <a href="http://www.group.com/">Group</a>.</div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-3906656049393032402010-07-13T08:23:00.000-05:002010-07-13T08:23:43.081-05:00God Gives Us Special AbilitiesGenesis 41:1-40 explains to us how Pharaoh put Joseph in charge. Go look it up. <div><br /></div><div>Remember <a href="http://www.amazon.com/VeggieTales-Ballad-Little-Jacquelyn-Ritz/dp/B0002TSY8E/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=dvd&qid=1278818972&sr=8-1">The Ballad of Little Joe</a>? It's that story.</div><div><br /></div><div>Our memory verse tonight is Romans 12:6.</div><div><br /></div><div>"In His grace, God has given us different gifts for doing certain things well."</div><div><br /></div><div>We are supposed to use our gifts to spread His Word.</div><div><br /></div><div>So... go. Now:) You know what I mean.</div><div><br /></div><div>The Princess</div><div><br /></div><div>Thanks to <a href="http://www.group.com/">Group</a> for this awesome VBS.</div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-57482078975937944192010-07-12T12:07:00.000-05:002010-07-12T12:07:47.515-05:00God Gives Us HopeGenesis 40:1-23 explains to us that Joseph interpreted dreams in prison. You have to go read it to find out the rest of it:)<div><br /></div><div>Our Bible verse tonight is Jeremiah 29:11.</div><div><br /></div><div>" 'For I know the plans I have for you,' says the Lord. 'They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.' "</div><div><br /></div><div>One of my fave verses ever.</div><div><br /></div><div>Did you know that Joseph is the first prisoner mentioned in the Bible? Huh...</div><div><br /></div><div>GTG. Go look that scripture up. Now. Go get your Bible. Don't tell yourself you will do it later. I have been there, forgotten that. </div><div><br /></div><div>The Princess</div><div><br /></div><div>Thanks to <a href="http://www.group.com/">Group</a> for this amazing VBS.</div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-48658002010022651352010-07-11T12:36:00.000-05:002010-07-11T12:40:44.286-05:00Oh VBS...I know it is to teach kids about God. I know that. But that doesn't mean it isn't one of the longest weeks ever. <div><br /></div><div>This year we are in <a href="http://egypt.group.com/">Egypt</a>. This is my first year to be a helper. To be honest, I am a little excited. </div><div><br /></div><div>I will be an assistant to Miss R (a really cool girl in her '20s who is just like me:) (she's single -wink, wink:). Our group is called the Asyuts. Pronounced As-YUU-ts. That is what the book said at least. </div><div><br /></div><div>I am going to try to set it up where every night this week I post what we learned. I didn't explain it will, but you'll see:) </div><div><br /></div><div>Tuesday I have to teach part of it because Miss R has something to go to. Scary!! I went over the lesson yesterday. It isn't too bad. </div><div><br /></div><div>It will just be hard to make the to-be 6th graders to obey me. They are pretty much all boys and just a "teensy" bit wild. Who am I kidding?!?! They run around screaming like monkeys. Except one of the boys, B, is one of my best friends, so he doesn't count as a monkey. As long as he obeys me. MWA HA HA HA!!</div><div><br /></div><div>~ Side-note: I don't like using real people's names, so I just use the first letter of their first names. ~</div><div><br /></div><div>K. GTG set up this week's blog posts. Adios.</div><div><br /></div><div>The Princess</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-83958947307635655962010-07-02T00:00:00.001-05:002010-07-02T00:00:01.065-05:00Snow Cone Machine :)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfBNaQZOhok5AGyUrMa8D6WC1uibLm-NHyRjbmbGjNw3cfnCssIsxjNNaQLoByqEuM_S7xydwVDTfE9yCTRyzIQtpQMnMDIWfKPOwz8SuWiNnNfKZ96FnsDU5Wgu3QzHGTUa8Z4HtJrA/s1600/w208628812.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfBNaQZOhok5AGyUrMa8D6WC1uibLm-NHyRjbmbGjNw3cfnCssIsxjNNaQLoByqEuM_S7xydwVDTfE9yCTRyzIQtpQMnMDIWfKPOwz8SuWiNnNfKZ96FnsDU5Wgu3QzHGTUa8Z4HtJrA/s320/w208628812.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489141663280114562" /></a>This is what I have been eating all week. :)<div><br /></div><div>We got a mini snow cone machine at Wal-Mart this week for $20. It rocks and works really well. We got the flavors Blue Raspberry and "Bug Juice", a.k.a. Strawberry Banana. I mix them:)</div><div><br /></div><div>My mom just uses the ice to make "Diet Mountain Dew Slushies"...</div><div><br /></div><div>Today my friend-who I shall call "K"- is coming over. I plan to get in our bathing suits and use a hose and the trampoline... let your mind wander...ooo000OOO000ooo. </div><div><br /></div><div>G2G. Adios.</div><div><br /></div><div>The Princess</div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-9606932179663371982010-06-17T17:06:00.004-05:002010-06-17T17:24:51.713-05:00Chinese 101<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>I don't know why, but I have fallen in love with writing Chinese. I just Google "Chinese symbol for _____" and then I draw it. I am running out of black marker fast. <div><br /></div><div>Here's the symbol for Princess:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 122px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilfnA6VHqB9tc3JJoGQNE1k3JMMuULFE48ea7sSC6GV8lXLmxOb1v5xDUKmmtcvWirNYHaut9VGjR8g67I1vzH5y6BhwVlul53nXh8PTpLNHYkYPj6ervLx9YSmeUPLO79KSSFFEL_vg/s320/princess.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483869051100608434" /></div><div>I drew it yesterday.</div><div><br /></div><div>Does anyone watch Wizards of Waverly Place? I am watching an episode right now. The one about the Smarty Pants. I love this part:</div><div><br /></div><div>Mr. Principal (just went blank on his name): "Remember, there are no losers. Just winners and the people that aren't them."</div><div><br /></div><div>:)</div><div><br /></div><div>The Princess</div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-34442949865765738472010-06-14T16:14:00.008-05:002010-06-15T11:01:54.642-05:00Eleven<p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Eleven-Lauren-Myracle/dp/0142403466/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1276615568&sr=8-2">Eleven</a></span></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Eleven-Lauren-Myracle/dp/0142403466/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1276615568&sr=8-2">by Lauren Myracle</a></span></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; ">This book was very good. She deals with the "fun" of friends, middle school, and an older sister. She also realizes what a true friend is.</p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; ">This book is in a series called The Winnie Years. I have <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Twelve-Lauren-Myracle/dp/B003E7ESRC/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1276615919&sr=1-1">the next book</a> in the series on hold at the library. My mom told me it was in last night! Woo!</p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; ">The only disappointments I had about this book was that it used God's name in vain several times and at one point her older sister, Sandra, yelled the he** word, which Winnie pointed out.</p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; ">I am fixing to start reading <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Red-Pyramid-Kane-Chronicles-Book/dp/1423113381/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1276617038&sr=8-1">The Red Pyramid by Rick Riordan</a>. I'm really excited about it. Adios amigos.</p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; ">The Princess</p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><br /></p>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-65019912234455095952010-06-14T00:00:00.000-05:002010-06-14T11:31:37.300-05:00Pets 101: Rory, Guster, Heidi, and Ruby<div style="text-align: center;">Meet Rory.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmMlsB2oxvvFDJbPQa1hp2fomTOuB5QyDl6EdjhCriOA_6YEz7weYf4ow-vTiowM2J6xtJleTh0Jr-OHoimcpKDwahHFbbVTdpNVbsVEaBxl6nVqyZJlmSjqv3fK9gIIELboC3mpTFjw/s320/DSCF0072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481673045975915458" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div>Age: Around 9 months... we think...</div><div><br /></div><div>Nicknames: Roe, Roe-Roe, Roey.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Story: While building our house, the workers had a dumpster. One day in mid-September they moved it. Out ran the mother and left her three kittens there stranded:( When we found them we immediately fell in love with them. This was the only girl. She has two brothers-one which we gave away (Chuck), and one which you will see in a minute.</div><div><br /></div><div>She is my model, as you can see from above. She is very needy and very sweet.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Meet her brother, Guster.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAYgjWDinf1HYjPdWJv6qxsF_rVjAQLru7xyaLFC4O60RYc5kcB0dWgly0ZnM_aOVpV87oLwicRwABnECuXsUahLRtm1oDPJLwrr_JKk7HJwI-fpRQIIjCN-MeoIkrydZWNdf4g0Rpgg/s320/DSCF0075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481677682341198946" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Age: Same as Rory</div><div><br /></div><div>Nicknames: Gus, Goose, Goose-Goose, Gooser, Gus-Gus.</div><div><br /></div><div>Story: Same</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>He is not my model, again, as you can see from above. He also thinks I am his mother. Literally. Not even kidding.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Meet Heidi.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 306px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6xt7yoPzTSNY6LLX8O5FlSHyOr1LXy03Y_Ql6DI2m-lqJ5xyu2c-uwQ02ylWFFOioUpYb-JnvORHtZvi5UD1H8NZT1xAcU-DEZ-wj58FEold5RpukF8DlIJvQwAPCd_CUkuZIF5q_mw/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481680528382499714" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Age: Around 9... we think.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Nickname: Heidi-Loo, Girlie.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://thequeenb.typepad.com/the_queen_b/2008/01/saving-the-most.html">Story</a>. If you or your mom reads <a href="http://thequeenb.typepad.com/the_queen_b/">my mom's blog</a>, you/she will know about Heidi and her illness. (My mom is an amazing writer, so if no one in your fam reads it... well... you should.)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I love her soooo much. When I was younger I was pretty sure that she was this gorgeous scientist performing an experiment gone wrong and she turned into a dog. She's that smart.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Meet Ruby.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy-uNMI-ATSaPqTW92yp9HyECpqOfuvH1CFVbJXMSgdAHyZ57oAXPlbJ68NPBLgrsB5OfUU3IGhi3aXEOOY9Ofcqn1mCbUEvEMV8ar4Ps6KJLmEBhHmNN4-rJU8v7C_JZezVStaJTSsA/s320/2_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481687638193477090" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Age: 4</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Nickname: Ruby-Cube, Cube, Cube-ella (Don't ask me. Mom came up with it.), Rube.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://thequeenb.typepad.com/the_queen_b/2007/10/buyers-remorse.html">Story</a>. This dog is very dumb. So dumb, that you have to love her:)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Ta Da! Finally. It is done. Oh, and for those of you wondering about Chester and Fat (Oliver)... my parents put them on <a href="http://www.craigslist.org/about/sites">Craigslist</a>... without telling me... and they are gone... and I never noticed they were gone... until they told me about two days later... yeah. I figured they were just napping a lot or something, plus they weren't very social. You are not allowed to get mad at me.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Chester:</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVop0BDW9IT-XYol3bQjVTQvSqAF2xCY62AG88RW4PhgBGd8gQGyzjnJpKAxgyCyN7P3Yc3VRNEvQYWod3KAkDbwSFkTLzRDdRfk3IgyiJ0L_mCqfzySOHl8W-CmIJqNsSWj9oIBAohQ/s320/P1010621.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482092763575624066" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Fat (Oliver):</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Kec2yW_V3wLXs2J73pwkNXKtTqMFxR8t5ToqIWXLmfoq-78QywQoUpDxHfuq8W2bihxf_ENR8d6Zzf9ny7Pnj-ynWVwaD7oCJ27ur-dKsOUbP5l9Lr__yHk1GmYP9fqiVJc4uvQCmw/s320/P1010603.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482092765646674994" /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><br /></p></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The Princess</div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-6788835310642554102010-06-12T00:00:00.000-05:002010-06-12T17:36:40.615-05:00My Button!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>I made a button!!! Woo!<div><br /><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2hngNuHcVP0b73xe-Ct59FVbusJcp7PR3wJZ5QBYkPcJIT5suZUt6mg1H5LqfF_oH5xoUhkAi4kXNLsxrNev8kCRZmj4OwcLd5XB6VSte8af3EKMdB-o5Qe6HjoGd-4YJKCAk_i3Siw/s320/PNPlogo.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481705375535069058" /></div><div><br /></div><div>To get my button (for users of Blogger):</div><div><br /></div><div>1. Right click on the picture</div><div><br /></div><div>2. Scroll to "Save Picture As..." Save it somewhere you will remember.</div><div><br /></div><div>3. Go to where you edit the way your blog looks. </div><div><br /></div><div>4. Click "Add Gadget"</div><div><br /></div><div>5. Got to Basics and scroll down to "Picture". Click on it.</div><div><br /></div><div>6. Title it whatever you want, link it to my homepage, and click "Choose File" </div><div><br /></div><div>7. Go to whatever you saved it as, and click on it. Then click Save.</div><div><br /></div><div>It should then be on your blog.</div><div><br /></div><div>I would love it if you would put it on your blog!</div><div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><img src="webkit-fake-url://D0CA9567-8425-4DDD-8883-E81E9A332FF5/www.mylivesignature.com.png" alt="www.mylivesignature.com.png" /></p></div></div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-26702736242243109372010-06-11T00:00:00.002-05:002010-07-14T22:34:27.480-05:00Oh The Cuteness<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.ae.com/web/index.jsp?cid=AEO_SRC_GUSBE&gclid=CO32kfT7laICFZ5O5wodI0vnEg">American Eagle</a>:) Oh, American Eagle.</div><div><br /></div><div>My fave store ever.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I want this necklace soooo bad. (American Eagle Washer Necklace)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrxWOg40vVM-bF-9znoJCBtwY9HzyNEAFkLYxQB4cx7J66HJx-tvlVEka_l7Osm8XQ2j7tT2ofU2ikwbh80j4sw6XGmtmMCCNgi6INB3zLzWs9cG447eenBRGSsMzKP9rP_EEZxIS-NA/s320/0482_1112_082_f.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481189445383332242" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I own this cute dress. (American Eagle Paisley Sweetheart Dress)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnv2F3CkxFn24K0KwgK-K2oBtQ382ok2u_Fjt33CT6TNPxAs1teJ8KjV90wXHC7ebtcNEUhBYq3O9cij19Tn8wusFhUXF_EJRGsYraRAgxJukIYSplDulpEAmBZ9NhDP8BL_mGdBDekg/s320/0393_9343_451_of.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481189845150706434" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I NEED this:) I am a small ;) (American Eagle Boho Flutter T)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 287px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_s533PHZmNaXze1YApZAoVZYofxv31_e9dBjxGlKotVCk1tRjmm4kRjH6kfEjvlpsY30HA8gyl5DQvZVjgqeq-8Z4U_sNub-7y-PPCNfNpLhmcVi5Yw9PSg6ZhF_EzQA4oMJUu8vCjQ/s320/2371_9898_014_f.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481190624600540610" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">All photos are from American Eagle.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">GTG! Adios!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><img src="webkit-fake-url://D68B9BC8-06FF-4F4A-97F0-9FDAB3929FAB/www.mylivesignature.com.png" alt="www.mylivesignature.com.png" /></p></div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-68407559234833227582010-06-10T10:48:00.000-05:002010-06-10T11:32:18.795-05:00Please Forgive Me<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>I am sorry my friends. I haven't posted in over a year. Wow. So sad.<div><br /></div><div>************<br /><div><br /></div><div>I am officially a 7th grader. Woo!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>************</div><div><br /></div><div>OMGosh, <a href="http://thenewsfromcaroline.blogspot.com/">Caroline</a>. Yes, <a href="http://www.sillybandz.com/">Silly Bandz</a> has hit my school BIG TIME! For that matter, it has hit my whole entire life. </div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg36pobwTazWSvVDZqtcPXQFi3SlBkAbKkg4cv5UmTxBZ2Bm92QjMXT1yxVb_DyMA6F2PHgTOl0C0gBz2eqeg1yezN-5xIyqcCEoAT0dkLLCIYtA9fUQpWw0vCq07-srrljNXQGX3JvOA/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481182222182547826" /></div><div>Above are only a few in my collection:)</div><div><br /></div><div>***********</div><div><br /></div><div>Percy Jackson Fans: Rick Riordan is coming out with a companion series October 12, 2010. I am pumped:)</div><div><br /></div><div>***********</div><div><br /></div><div>K... well... I will try to post more later.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, serif; font-size: 12px; "><img src="webkit-fake-url://9005234F-2353-41E5-B308-10C9174D5748/www.mylivesignature.com.png" alt="www.mylivesignature.com.png" /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-48512032128220819682009-04-15T17:56:00.000-05:002009-04-17T08:48:36.085-05:00RamblingsNew Rule: Never do 2 plays at once.<div><br /></div><div>Never do it. </div><div><br /></div><div>I mean never.</div><div><br /></div><div>*************************************************</div><div><br /></div><div>I found out today that the orthodontist going to have to remove 'excess gum' from my mouth for my last permanent tooth to come in.</div><div><br /></div><div>By laser.</div><div><br /></div><div>*************************************************</div><div><br /></div><div>New blog that I love:</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.reviewsbynatalie.blogspot.com/">Natalie's Reviews</a></div><div><br /></div><div>It is really good!</div><div><br /></div><div>************************************************</div><div><br /></div><div>My name is mentioned in a video!</div><div><br /></div><div>(P.S. People who wrote it: I don't live in Arizona)</div><div><br /></div><div>************************************************</div><div><br /></div><div>Must go to rehearsal for play #2 (Alice).</div><div><br /></div><div>Adios.</div><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/137/7436C0B233C0065E2C1AA1D54C8B0BE0.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /></a>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-92128558231505036162009-04-14T17:35:00.000-05:002009-04-14T18:15:56.078-05:00Hola Mi Amigas!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Well, Guatemala was wonderful, and I have big news.</span><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:x-large;">WE ARE ADOPTING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:24px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Ta Da! Yep, that's right. We are trying adopting a little girl. She is 5. We have not come up with a bloggy name yet so I will get back to you. Please Pray.</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Guatemala was a life changing experience I must tell you.</div><div><br /></div><div>Got to Go!</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. Do you like my new signature? If you want to know where I got it just ask me in the comments.</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/137/7436C0B233C0065E2C1AA1D54C8B0BE0.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /></a>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-39033931617071766302009-02-24T02:00:00.000-06:002009-02-24T07:18:54.587-06:00Drama QueenI like to act. <div><br /></div><div>Just a little.</div><div><br /></div><div>Just a teensy.</div><div><br /></div><div>Okay, scratch that all out, I LOVE to act.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have been in two musicals, three plays, and I will be in the big school musical in April. </div><div><br /></div><div>I have always been in one musical/play at a time.</div><div><br /></div><div>Not two.</div><div><br /></div><div>One.</div><div><br /></div><div>Until maybe today.</div><div><br /></div><div>Saturday, I auditioned for Alice in Wonderland The Musical.</div><div><br /></div><div>I love musicals and I love Disney. Perfect match, right?</div><div><br /></div><div>This afternoon I find out if I get a part. Hee Hoo Hee Hoo, etc. (I am hyperventilating)</div><div><br /></div><div>I kind of want to be the Mad Hatter. I like to be sarcastic and odd characters. It is easy for me:)</div><div><br /></div><div>Right now I am just praying that if I am supposed to get a part, I will, and if I am not, I won't.</div><div><br /></div><div>Hee Hoo Hee Hoo.</div><div><br /></div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-84145355684359134002009-02-23T18:45:00.000-06:002009-02-23T16:45:21.303-06:00ForgivenessYesterday, during the prayer request time at church, Mr. T (our sort-of-pastor) told us to pray for Mr. A.T., a really cool guy at our church. His mom died last week in a fire. She lived upstairs in her house with some renters living downstairs. The renters left a candle burning when they left the house. When the renter returned to find the house in flames, he grabbed his stuff, not thinking about Mr. A.T.'s mother. She died.<div><br /></div><div>Mr. T said that Mr. A.T. went to the renter a few days later and simply said, " I forgive you."</div><div><br /></div><div>To be honest, I probably would not have done that. I would have never forgiven the man.</div><div><br /></div><div>Please pray for Mr. A. T. and for the renter.</div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-6265070113165602332009-02-21T23:37:00.000-06:002009-02-21T23:54:49.630-06:00Hello Hello!I am soooooo sorry I have been gone. So much has been happening here at the palace. Here are some of the things:<div><br /></div><div>We sold our house!</div><div>Latin Spelling Bee (ugh!)</div><div>Science Fair</div><div>WE ARE GOING TO GUATEMALA!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>That is only about a fourth of the things. Plus, there is a song that I listen to CONSTANTLY!</div><div><br /></div><div>Would you like to listen?</div><div><br /></div><div>I know you would...</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uy0SrWpfFmA">Here</a> is the website. If it doesn't work, go to YouTube.com and type in Big and Chunky. It should be the second one. <br /></div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. It is from the movie Madagascar 2.</div><div><br /></div><div>TTFN!!</div><div>The Princess</div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-2283511935963173312008-11-24T12:32:00.000-06:002008-11-24T12:56:43.612-06:00Thanksgiving Card<a href="http://beachymimi.blogspot.com/">Mimi</a>, my grandma, decided to do something called the Pass It Forward Series.<br /><br /><br /><br />The Pass It Forward series is where she sends you 2 $50 Wal-Mart giftcards. One you use to buy your family's Thanksgiving food, and the other you give to someone to buy their family's Thanksgiving food.<br /><br /><br /><br />I have had my card for a looooooooooooooooooong time and have not figured out who to give it to.<br /><br /><br /><br />I have prayed alot that God would put someone on my heart.<br /><br /><br /><br />This past Sunday I had still not given it to anyone.<br /><br /><br /><br />During chuch I whispered to my mom that I still hadn't given it to anyone.<br /><br /><br /><br />She told me that se would start praying about it, too.<br /><br /><br /><br />There is an awesome family in my church that is moving to Guatemala in May.<br /><br /><br /><br />They walked up to the stage to talk to our church about what they were doing.<br /><br /><br /><br />I then said to myself, " What about them?"<br /><br /><br /><br />People could then go touch the while praying my mom then walked up there. (My dad was in the sound booth.)<br /><br /><br /><br />When she came back she said, " What about them?"<br /><br /><br /><br />Now they have the card.<br /><br /><br /><br />Thank you, Mimi, for giving me that card.The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-29718684830384836322008-08-22T10:24:00.000-05:002008-08-22T11:17:13.215-05:00I Am Being Extra Careful Today<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Today is the 22nd... the 22nd of August.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">There have been two things horrible that have happened to me. They all happened on this date.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">1. The <a href="http://theprincessandherpets1.blogspot.com/2008/01/mouth-trauma-part-1.html">'falling down stairs' </a>tooth accident. You may remember it.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">2. The Wreck. I have never told you this story before. Here it goes:</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">When I was four, I went my grampa's office with my mom. Pa's to be exact. He asked me if I wanted to go to a gas station later (He worked for an oil company). He said it had really good candy. I was a sucker. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Mom and I went home for a while until Pa and Mimi came to pick me up. Mom was outside so I went with her with my purse in my hand. While we were outside Mom asked me," Are you sure you want to go?" I replied," Of course Mommy!" Little did I know that I should have said, "Of course not Mommy!!".</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">They picked me up and put me in my carseat and buckled me up. We were off. We drove to the gas station and I got LOTS of candy. Then we went to <a href="http://www.dairyqueen.com/us-en/">Dairy Queen</a> and picked up some ice cream. We were heading back and we went under a bridge and Pa thought you turned right there. It was really just a hill. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Next thing I heard was," PA!!!"</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Then I was upside down. We had flipped 4 time. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">The Ambulance came and some teens stoped to help. Mimi had many cuts. Pa had a cut behind his ear. Me? I had a bruise on my cheek. God had protected me majorly.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">I also have never gone to <a href="http://www.dairyqueen.com/us-en/">DQ</a> again. And when I got home, the first thing I asked was,"Do I still have my candy??"</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Oh, and today's my dog, Ruby's Birthday... what a coincidence.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237375387360317458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd8YtUyWSRmIqvk3eVj1RdeF_6wz4NiAJ3UnxFWY6jhhRd0f6aK9EhYEriKI93b4NE9LhegnUo0JdQ-hkomc3tHQ_KxdJLen4ZM5NVwxlvCgpa5L4G-qpxErT3mRk3KsIpue8CuZEZyw/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /> </p><p align="center">Happy 3rd Birthday Ruby!!!</p><p align="center">Oh, and did I mention her middle name is Rascal???</p><p align="left"><br /> </p>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-10835084607471830462008-08-13T21:39:00.000-05:002008-08-13T22:17:37.111-05:00The Trip Has Started...Today we set off for Branson, Missouri...<br /><br /><br /><br />And it's a Generation Trip.<br /><br /><br /><br />I have my great grandmother, Nannie (Mom's side), my two grandmothers, Nana (Dad's Side) and Mimi (Mom's Side), and Mom.<br /><br /><br /><br />Plus Me.<br /><br /><br /><br />We arrived and went to a small resteraunt.<br /><br /><br /><br />Chicken Legs and mashed potatoes!!!<br /><br /><br /><br />Then we went to the hotel we are staying at.<br /><br /><br /><br />We shopped.<br /><br /><br /><br />Only a little. We just looked. Tomorrow the shopping arrives.<br /><br /><br /><br />We went back to the hotel.<br /><br /><br /><br />I had a pound of fudge.<br /><br /><br /><br />Chocolate Peanut Butter from the Fudgery!!!<br /><br /><br /><br />Now I am here.<br /><br /><br /><br />I will try and keep you updated.<br /><br /><br /><br />See Ya!The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-59266779001878544582008-08-12T20:20:00.000-05:002008-08-12T20:46:35.896-05:00I'm Back!!!I'M BACK!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Hey Guys!!! It has been a crazy summer. There has been a lot happening at the Palace.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I even got an award from <a href="http://marycmas.blogspot.com/">Mary</a>!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233808492628699554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5BvseYI10XCxDlW8T3-otpob4WBnrO1QDdZLJxxTXvFgexOyxbYH36qLf7dckYl7PeS5fd6LAAxP4shPvmos1JmhAXDQd5VHOZKE3IMvcekHonnoUzCq4Mx02GBs0wZE2CSlheZAnog/s320/brilliante_blog_award.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>Thank you soooo much!!!</p><p>So I nominate...</p><p><a href="http://beachymimi.blogspot.com/">Beachy Mimi</a></p><p><a href="http://www.theroost.typepad.com/">The Roost</a></p><p><a href="http://www.thequeenb.typepad.com/">Queen B</a></p><p><a href="http://www.byhisgrace-amy.blogspot.com/">Amy</a></p><p><a href="http://take90west.com/">Lisa</a></p><p>Here are the rules:</p><p>Put the award on your blog and link to the person who gave it to you. Nominate at least 5 other people and link to their blog.</p><p>Simple as that. </p><p> </p>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-16254231924559306412008-05-28T13:28:00.000-05:002008-05-28T14:18:07.590-05:00New WebsitesOk. I am having a crisis.<br /><br />I love to be on the internet. I mean LOVE. I love to get emails. I love to go on websites. (Especially Webkinz!!)<br /><br />Because it is summer vacation, I have been on the computer a lot lately. I have been on it so much that I am sick of all my websites.<br /><br />So... I have an idea. I want you to tell me your favorite kids-play website. It cannot be one that I have on my <span style="font-style: italic;">My Favorite Website </span>or a learning website.<br /><br />It's summer people.<br /><br />If you will do this you will solve my crisis. I will love you. Not more than the computer, but a lot.<br /><br />Bye People.The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-55188619147363090602008-05-13T19:36:00.000-05:002008-05-13T19:45:46.051-05:00UpdateLet me give you an update on my vacation. Here are some of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">awesome</span> things I have done and seen:<br /><br />*Swam with dolphins (literally!!!!)<br />*<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Parasailed</span> 300 ft. in the air (not joking)<br />*Saw Dolphins from our little house on the beach-two were playing and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">slapping</span> their tales together!!!<br /><br />Cool, huh???!!!<br /><br />I will give you another update later.The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55790718423390620.post-39814730784599624522008-05-09T09:00:00.000-05:002008-05-09T09:40:19.074-05:00I Am? I Am!!!Yes indeed I am. I am now able to relax.<br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">I'M OUT OF SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!</span></strong></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Summer, here I come!!!</div><div align="left">I am going to the beach on Saturday and I am ready. <em>Am</em> I ready? Will you go through the list with me??</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Snacks - Check</div><div align="left">Books - Check</div><div align="left">Movies - Check</div><div align="left">Nintindo DS - Check</div><div align="left">Wallet - Check</div><br /><div align="left">OK... I am ready.</div><br /><div align="left">I will try to post while I am down there.</div><br /><div align="left">TTFN!</div>The Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855221355964823130noreply@blogger.com7