<?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-20048828</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:07:18.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Chapter</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-7326710527649882534</id><published>2009-05-26T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:19:09.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Any advice?</title><content type='html'>I friend of mine from my 7-11 days was due to give birth to her first child at the end of April. I hadn't spoken to her since a little before that. She was very excited about being a mom. I was thinking about her yesterday and was going to send a facebook message asking how motherhood was going when noticed her status. Apparently, the baby never made it home. I'm not sure if he was still born or what happened exactly but that doesn't matter. I don't know her that well but I still felt sad for her. My question is - How do you tell someone that they won't see their baby again...you know...in heaven, without sounding preachy or condenming? Any advice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-7326710527649882534?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7326710527649882534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=7326710527649882534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/7326710527649882534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/7326710527649882534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2009/05/any-advice.html' title='Any advice?'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-8454748560033642017</id><published>2009-05-01T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:22:56.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Songs</title><content type='html'>Ever got a song in your head and you don't where it came from. Yesterday, out of nowhere, the Hercules theme song (the old animated series) popped into my head and I couldn't get it out. Remember that, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hercules, Hero of song and story.&lt;br /&gt;Hercules, winner of fame and glory.&lt;br /&gt;etc, etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's probably stuck in your head, Sorry :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-8454748560033642017?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8454748560033642017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=8454748560033642017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/8454748560033642017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/8454748560033642017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-songs.html' title='Random Songs'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-5947533435141131501</id><published>2009-04-23T16:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:25:15.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First time meeting Neil Young.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16317449@N00/3468667835/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3504/3468667835_8cd4010ba2_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16317449@N00/3468667835/"&gt;First time meeting Neil Young.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/16317449@N00/"&gt;maximashlie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How cool is this. Concert was awesome but this was definately the highlight. Worth losing a few hours sleep.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-5947533435141131501?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5947533435141131501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=5947533435141131501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/5947533435141131501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/5947533435141131501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-time-meeting-neil-young.html' title='First time meeting Neil Young.'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3504/3468667835_8cd4010ba2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-5051726015571738948</id><published>2008-06-14T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T18:12:33.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons</title><content type='html'>We all go through them.  There are many different kind of seasons in life.  There is childhood, adulthood, school, marriage, etc.  All kinds of seasons.  There are also seasons in our spiritual life.  I am in a season in my spiritual that I myself cannot put into words.  I don't have CD player in my van so I have listen to...cassettes...remember those?  There is a song on one of them that describes my spiritual season right now.  I heard again and said wow that's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overcast&lt;br /&gt;In my eyes&lt;br /&gt;With the tears about to flow&lt;br /&gt;As they rise&lt;br /&gt;And I question all I know&lt;br /&gt;So the feelings come &lt;br /&gt;And the feelings go&lt;br /&gt;In my storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;It's just a rainy season&lt;br /&gt;Sweeping across my sky&lt;br /&gt;It's just a rainy season&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need a reason to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Out of sea&lt;br /&gt;Should the tempest dare to blow&lt;br /&gt;Down on me&lt;br /&gt;As I tread the undertow&lt;br /&gt;So the waters ebb&lt;br /&gt;And the waters flow&lt;br /&gt;In my storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circumstances&lt;br /&gt;Like the changing of the wind&lt;br /&gt;May whisper bitter secrets in my ear&lt;br /&gt;Second chances&lt;br /&gt;Will call my name again&lt;br /&gt;It all depends on what I choose to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is called "Rainy Season" written by Stephen Crumbacher.  Taken from Eccl 3:1 &amp; 4 "There is time for everything, and a reason for activity under heaven: (4) a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time dance," and Rom 12:15-16 "Rejoice with those who rejoice, mourn with those who mourn. Live in harmony with one another.  Do not be proud, but be willing to associate with people of low position.  Do not be conceited."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rainy season seems like it will never end.  I hear God calling me but the wind, rain, thunder and lightning are so loud that I'm not quite sure what he is telling me.  But, then again, maybe I'm only hearing what I want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-5051726015571738948?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5051726015571738948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=5051726015571738948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/5051726015571738948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/5051726015571738948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2008/06/seasons.html' title='Seasons'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-6989962763116090229</id><published>2008-05-28T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T05:48:41.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do?</title><content type='html'>What do you do when you are waiting for news from somewhere and when you finally recieve it, it's not what you wanted to here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who has spent time with my son has asked or wondered if he is Autisic.  I read the characteristics of an autisic child and see my son.  We had him checked here in Saskatoon and they said no, that he had a learnig disability.  To me, a learning disability means you have trouble learning new...that's not Josiah, he is one of the smarter kids I know.  Needless to say we didn't agree with what they said so, we wanted a second opinion.  We sent all the needed information to the Greyrose in Edmonton and waited.  We recently recieveed word back that they weren't going to assess him because they thought that KCC here in Saskatoon did a good job with the assessment and they would probably get the same result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just so frustrating when you, the school and everyone who has seen him thinks he is Autisic but the medical people won't even look at him or they already have different opinions aren't going to change them.  I just don't know where to go from here?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-6989962763116090229?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6989962763116090229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=6989962763116090229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/6989962763116090229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/6989962763116090229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-do-you-do.html' title='What do you do?'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-3523848972194395008</id><published>2008-04-29T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T06:21:51.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WWJD</title><content type='html'>We had an infestation of it in our house this last weekend.  Some people say that we shouldn't go out in public for a whole week until it is cleared up.  If this is the case then I should take this week off of work, can;t afford to do that.  We called the Nurses hotline and they said that if treated properly with the shampoo to kill all the bugs then the nits themselves aren't contagious...the pharmasist also said this.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My opinion is this, number oen I agree with the pharmasist and nurses hotline. number two - to say that we can`t leave the house so that other people don`t catch it, after all the bugs are gone and just the nits(which aren`t contagious because they fall out by themselves), is just not right in opinion.  If we have a cold are people going say that we should stay at home so that don`t catch it.  That be the same as saying that your kids should stay home from school when there is a virus going around...which is just stupid because you may as well home school then because there is always something going around.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say that we aren`t allowed at a certain persons house because they scared about catching it, when we are past the contagious stage, is in my opinion...wrong.  I mean...what would Jesus do...would he not go to someones house, or have them over to his house(if He had one), because they had head lice...of course not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-3523848972194395008?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/3523848972194395008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=3523848972194395008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/3523848972194395008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/3523848972194395008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2008/04/wwjd.html' title='WWJD'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-5635816842155558117</id><published>2008-04-12T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:45:09.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toys</title><content type='html'>Remember as kids when you got new toys and then you didn't play with your old ones as much.  I do.  You have a Nintendo and then a Super Nintendo, Nintendo 64, Playstation, PS2 i think u get the idea.  When I bought my computer a few years back I didn't play my playstation for a while and still don't it that much.  Now I have a new toy...a laptop.  Which sort of makes me more accessible to Colleen and the kids.  Because now instead of hiding in the basement I can be upstairs and watch the kids more when Colleen is out or sleeping. I didn't think I would be able to afford a laptop for a while...thank God for Wal-Mart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-5635816842155558117?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5635816842155558117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=5635816842155558117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/5635816842155558117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/5635816842155558117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-toys.html' title='New Toys'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-6080063061568950201</id><published>2008-04-10T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:58:34.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet Times</title><content type='html'>I don't get to many of them but, I enjoy them when I do.  The question is what do I do when I do get them?  Not what I should...like spend time with God.  I have been doing more of that lately however but still not as much as I should.  I keep thinking of a song I have on a CD and it is one of my favorite worship songs...although we don't sing it at church.  It's called "In The Calm"  written by: Scott Krippayne, Tony Wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the calm of your presence&lt;br /&gt;I am listening, Lord&lt;br /&gt;I am still, I am quiet&lt;br /&gt;I am your's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Your Word speak to me&lt;br /&gt;Let Your Spirit draw near&lt;br /&gt;I will obey&lt;br /&gt;The truth that I hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a thirst in my soul&lt;br /&gt;For Your wisdom divine&lt;br /&gt;I long for the peace&lt;br /&gt;And life that I find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still, I am quiet&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-6080063061568950201?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6080063061568950201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=6080063061568950201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/6080063061568950201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/6080063061568950201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2008/04/quiet-times.html' title='Quiet Times'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-6064933077909189891</id><published>2008-01-20T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T18:53:43.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church goers and Hobbits</title><content type='html'>I have been reading The Lord of the Rings...finally...and came to the conclusion that people who go to church are like Hobbits.  At all church get togethers whether small or large, this is always some kind of food and/or drink and Hobbits are always eating and drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing.  I was watching the Oilers game today with my 5 year old.  They announced that the game is on Thursday against Florida.  Caleb copied the announcer by saying that they are playing the "PAMPERS" the name of Florida's team is the PANTHERS.  I couldn't help but laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-6064933077909189891?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6064933077909189891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=6064933077909189891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/6064933077909189891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/6064933077909189891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2008/01/church-goers-and-hobbits.html' title='Church goers and Hobbits'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-6191629029635096456</id><published>2007-11-19T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T17:25:19.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrongful Dismissal?</title><content type='html'>Here is the situation, I was working on the 8th of November I had to run to Safeway to get some buns for the sandwich production.  I took some money from the till and went to get the buns.  When I came back I put the chance in the till with the receipt but didn't record it the till.  But that is not why they let me go...I ate a some chicken and fully intended to pay for it.  After I ate it I went back to work in the cooler.  When I was done my shift I...some 4 to 5 hours later...I forgot about the chicken and left.  And now after being suspended from work for the last 7 days  pending this investigation....they have let me go over $5.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this seem right to any of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of another former co-worker of mine who was let go for paying for and consuming a taquito that was expired of less than twenty minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-6191629029635096456?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6191629029635096456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=6191629029635096456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/6191629029635096456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/6191629029635096456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2007/11/wrongful-dismissal.html' title='Wrongful Dismissal?'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-9090801670826301826</id><published>2007-11-07T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T12:01:46.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An update</title><content type='html'>Just to update you all on the work situation.  Things are getting better.  I finally got my promotion, only took nine months.  I don't think I would have quit...although I feel like walking out many times...because of the security of the job. The most frustrating thing now is the newbies....but I just need to remind myself that was there to at one point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-9090801670826301826?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/9090801670826301826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=9090801670826301826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/9090801670826301826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/9090801670826301826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2007/11/update.html' title='An update'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-8325724400858912787</id><published>2007-10-03T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T03:30:36.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What would u do?</title><content type='html'>You are frustrated with your job.  A job you enjoy for the most part and have had for 10years.  Recent circumstances and unkept promises have you on verge of quitting, but you don't want to.  Let's see...you are in charge of a certain section of the store and no but you ever stocks that section expect you and of course you can't be there 24/7.  You are promised a promotion if you transfer to another store and nine months later that still hasn't happened yet.  On top of that you find out that someone else is being promoted to that position before you.  AAAHHH!!  Not that that person doesn't deserve a promotion but when you are promised a promotion and nine months later someone else gets it before you, it's than a little frustrating.  However, you don't want to quit because 1) you do enjoy your job, for the most part, 2) you have a family and are afraid you taking a pay cut with another job and 3) you don't want to lose your benefits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-8325724400858912787?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8325724400858912787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=8325724400858912787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/8325724400858912787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/8325724400858912787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-would-u-do.html' title='What would u do?'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-8701249081504931327</id><published>2007-08-06T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T20:19:43.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I FINALLY updated my other blog Experts. Check it out, if you wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-8701249081504931327?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8701249081504931327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=8701249081504931327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/8701249081504931327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/8701249081504931327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2007/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-7145661682013918797</id><published>2007-08-06T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T19:11:38.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Back</title><content type='html'>Well after 2 weeks of camp in Alberta with her cousin and Nanna, Sharona is home. YAY!!  She SAYS she didn't miss us, but I know she did. She just had to much fun to realize it.  Welcome home kiddo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-7145661682013918797?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7145661682013918797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=7145661682013918797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/7145661682013918797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/7145661682013918797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2007/08/shes-back.html' title='She&apos;s Back'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-4157851109590349435</id><published>2007-07-11T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T22:06:54.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks in Bonnyville.</title><content type='html'>Here's a short vid of the Canada Day fireworks in Bonnyville...also their centennial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7RtUDOImDb4"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7RtUDOImDb4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-4157851109590349435?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4157851109590349435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=4157851109590349435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/4157851109590349435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/4157851109590349435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2007/07/fireworks-in-bonnyville.html' title='Fireworks in Bonnyville.'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-149951667925275522</id><published>2007-07-11T21:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:54:07.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZZZZ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16317449@N00/782327145/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1295/782327145_42684350f4_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16317449@N00/782327145/"&gt;ZZZZZ....&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/16317449@N00/"&gt;maximashlie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;CAALLEEEBBB!!! Wake up Caleb....okay stay sleeping.  I couldn't resist catching my youngest still sleeping in the tent.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-149951667925275522?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/149951667925275522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=149951667925275522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/149951667925275522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/149951667925275522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2007/07/zzzzz.html' title='ZZZZZ....'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1295/782327145_42684350f4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-1600043221789470948</id><published>2007-06-13T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T18:39:46.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkeys at the zoo.</title><content type='html'>I took my little monkeys to see the other monkeys at the zoo, they didn't want to stay in the empty cage though. HA HA HA!  The kids had fun we saw all kinds of animals, I forgot my camera, SCHMEGG!  We saw tigers, bison, deer, sheep and "pizza pops"....that is how Caleb my 4 year old said peacock.  Fun day at the zoo with the monkeys and Grandma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-1600043221789470948?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1600043221789470948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=1600043221789470948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/1600043221789470948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/1600043221789470948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2007/06/monkeys-at-zoo.html' title='Monkeys at the zoo.'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-8212292363303397028</id><published>2007-04-24T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T01:17:45.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better late then never.</title><content type='html'>I took this vid on my camera during the 2006 Stanley Cup Finals, can't remember which game. Check it out, my son Caleb, just like his dad (dad couldn't cheer and hold the camera).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c_fCqi0Xb9c"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c_fCqi0Xb9c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-8212292363303397028?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8212292363303397028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=8212292363303397028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/8212292363303397028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/8212292363303397028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2007/04/better-late-then-never.html' title='Better late then never.'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-1436224421477942044</id><published>2007-02-11T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T11:37:10.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Idol</title><content type='html'>In light of American Idol starting up again I was thinking about what the ultimate idol would look like. I mean, you take the best singers and bring them together, who would win. Here's an idea for some of the top twelve, six males and three females, mind can't think of anymore female vocalists, maybe you could help me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Schlitt (Petra)                                             Amy Lee (Evanesence)&lt;br /&gt;Greg X. Volz (former lead singer from Petra) Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;Bono (U2)                                                             Sarah McLoughlin&lt;br /&gt;Jon Bon Jovi (Bon Jovi)&lt;br /&gt;Steven Tyler (Areosmith)&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Ward&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-1436224421477942044?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1436224421477942044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=1436224421477942044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/1436224421477942044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/1436224421477942044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2007/02/ultimate-idol.html' title='Ultimate Idol'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-3954030031724227349</id><published>2006-12-25T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T09:17:31.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promotion!!</title><content type='html'>It comes with a transfer to a closer store, never a bad thing when you can see place of employment from your front yard.  Being promoted to a Assistant Manager.  The new store is starting a chicken program.  I will work side by side with the Manager and help get the chicken program up and running.  Did I mention a dollar more an hour? YEAH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-3954030031724227349?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/3954030031724227349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=3954030031724227349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/3954030031724227349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/3954030031724227349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/12/promotion.html' title='Promotion!!'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-9096504810953367390</id><published>2006-11-30T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T17:28:57.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Want For Christmas</title><content type='html'>Not my 2 front teeth.  But a pair of tickets to see the Barenaked Ladies on Feb 14 would be nice.  A concert my wife wouldn't mine going to with me.  Just an idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-9096504810953367390?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/9096504810953367390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=9096504810953367390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/9096504810953367390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/9096504810953367390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I Want For Christmas'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-116163375452148387</id><published>2006-10-23T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T13:02:34.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Herd instinct</title><content type='html'>Anyone who has gone out for coffee with lots of people knows that woman generally go to the Bathroom in herds.  One goes they all go.  Well i have found a reason for guys to go in herds.  The mens room at Moxies here in S'toon has a large TV on the wall and smaller ones above each of the urinals.   Guys now have an excuse to go in herds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-116163375452148387?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/116163375452148387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=116163375452148387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/116163375452148387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/116163375452148387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/10/herd-instinct.html' title='Herd instinct'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-116080382030608921</id><published>2006-10-13T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T22:31:30.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here</title><content type='html'>I am still around in case you were all wondering.  I will be posting something I just need to figure out how to say it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-116080382030608921?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/116080382030608921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=116080382030608921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/116080382030608921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/116080382030608921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/10/still-here.html' title='Still here'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-115067063671359571</id><published>2006-06-18T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T15:43:56.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Bitter Sweet</title><content type='html'>Sweet, in true Oiler fashion they have tied the series at 3 games a piece.  With and shorthanded goal in overtime in game 5 and a 4-0 shutout in game 6, game 7 is tomorrow night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitter - game 7 starts at 6 on monday, I work at 4.   But wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet, found someone to switch shifts with me.  Now I work Wednesday at 4 and have Monday off.  YEAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO OILERS GO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-115067063671359571?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/115067063671359571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=115067063671359571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/115067063671359571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/115067063671359571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/06/sweet-bitter-sweet.html' title='Sweet Bitter Sweet'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-114885904292582001</id><published>2006-05-28T16:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T16:30:42.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long, long, time ago.</title><content type='html'>Some sixteen years ago one hockey team won the Stanley Cup for the fifth time proving that they could do it without their star. This envitably started them on downward spiril and a rebuilding phase. Now that team, whose top goal scorer was 14 years old when they last won the cup, is only four wins away from winning the Cup. That's right, the Edmonton Oilers the WESTERN CONFERENCE CHAMPIONS!! Now they sit with a much needed rest to see who they will play next. Will they storm the Hurrucanes in Carolina or spear the Buffalo Sabres.  GO OILERS GO!! Bring Stanley Home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-114885904292582001?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/114885904292582001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=114885904292582001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114885904292582001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114885904292582001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/05/long-long-time-ago_28.html' title='Long, long, time ago.'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-114792277574365019</id><published>2006-05-17T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T20:26:15.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duck Season is open in Alberta.</title><content type='html'>Detroit in six.&lt;br /&gt;San Jose in six.&lt;br /&gt;Anahiem in ??? hopefully 5 0r 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First since 1992 that the Oilers have made the Western Conference Final.  GO OILERS GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute story:  I was watching game four and during the Canadian  Anthem my son Caleb was playing his toy guitar.  The line "we stand on guard for thee."  Caleb put his guitar to the floor and stood on it because  what he heard was " we stand on  GUITAR for thee."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-114792277574365019?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/114792277574365019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=114792277574365019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114792277574365019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114792277574365019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/05/duck-season-is-open-in-alberta.html' title='Duck Season is open in Alberta.'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-114686424205904666</id><published>2006-05-05T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T14:24:02.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working again.</title><content type='html'>I was having problems with my internet.  It seems to working again.  We went away for Easter will post some pictures from the trip later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-114686424205904666?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/114686424205904666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=114686424205904666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114686424205904666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114686424205904666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/05/working-again.html' title='Working again.'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-114481999730537403</id><published>2006-04-11T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:33:17.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16317449@N00/122899473/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/38/122899473_edcaa3c1cf_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16317449@N00/122899473/"&gt;The Beauty&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/16317449@N00/"&gt;maximashlie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This vision of lovliness is not for sale.  So you can't have it.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-114481999730537403?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/114481999730537403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=114481999730537403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114481999730537403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114481999730537403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/04/beauty.html' title='The Beauty'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-114481985619054502</id><published>2006-04-11T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:30:56.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16317449@N00/122899472/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/1/122899472_b22a81986f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16317449@N00/122899472/"&gt;The Beast&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/16317449@N00/"&gt;maximashlie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This eyesore... I mean... this Beast is for sale if you want it.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-114481985619054502?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/114481985619054502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=114481985619054502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114481985619054502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114481985619054502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/04/beast.html' title='The Beast'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-114266004355994959</id><published>2006-03-17T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T21:34:03.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Payday</title><content type='html'>Ever forgotten that it was payday.  Usually, I'm counting down the days until payday.  This week I totally forgot.  The reason for my memory laspe is because I still had money left in my account from my tax reutrn.  Pretty funny I think.  When you don't have ant money you count down the days until you do.  If you do have money then payday's can come and go like they were just like other days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-114266004355994959?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/114266004355994959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=114266004355994959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114266004355994959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114266004355994959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/03/payday.html' title='Payday'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-114186600547769374</id><published>2006-03-08T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T17:00:05.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk the Line</title><content type='html'>I saw this movie on Monday night, after the Oscars.  I'm a little disappointed it wasn't even nominated for best picture, should've have been.  Joaquin Phoenix didn't win best actor, should have.   Reesw Witherspoon did win best astress, YEAH!!!  Overall, great movie very empressed. Academy awards, very disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-114186600547769374?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/114186600547769374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=114186600547769374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114186600547769374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114186600547769374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/03/walk-line.html' title='Walk the Line'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-114103953078064221</id><published>2006-02-27T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T03:25:30.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need A Flushing?</title><content type='html'>Will it different now or the same&lt;br /&gt;Will I have learned anything&lt;br /&gt;Or was just a way to spend a day or two&lt;br /&gt;To aside for thinking thoughts about you&lt;br /&gt;If that's all it was, I had good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that won't be enough for me&lt;br /&gt;Not this year not anytime soon&lt;br /&gt;I have got clean house&lt;br /&gt;Gotta  make my bed&lt;br /&gt;Gotta clear my head&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda stuffy in here&lt;br /&gt;Smells sorta funky to like monkey's at zoo&lt;br /&gt;I have been a whoring things&lt;br /&gt;Cause I gotta feel safe inside&lt;br /&gt;But that's big fat lie&lt;br /&gt;No about green, gold or silver&lt;br /&gt;Will ever take the place of the peace of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit, come flush the lies out&lt;br /&gt;Spirit, come flush the lies out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it be different or the now or the same&lt;br /&gt;Have I changed at all&lt;br /&gt;If you were to dive deep inside my soul&lt;br /&gt;Would you Jesus there, or a gaping hole&lt;br /&gt;Should I be content with my beautiful christian life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that won't enough for me&lt;br /&gt;Not this year not anytime soon&lt;br /&gt;I have got to clean house&lt;br /&gt;Gotta make my bed&lt;br /&gt;Gotta clear my clear head&lt;br /&gt;It's getting kinda stuffy in here&lt;br /&gt;Smells sorta funky to like monkeys at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;I have been a whoring after things&lt;br /&gt;Cause I gotta make everything right&lt;br /&gt;But that's a big fat lie&lt;br /&gt;No amount green, gold or silver&lt;br /&gt;A perfect body,  another hot toddy,&lt;br /&gt;Work for the Lord&lt;br /&gt;fame and power, power and sex,&lt;br /&gt;A seat at the table of the (not sure) country club&lt;br /&gt;here's the rub, Nothing!&lt;br /&gt;Can ever take the place of the peace of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit, come flush the lies out&lt;br /&gt;Spirit, come flush the lies out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it be different now or the same&lt;br /&gt;Will I have learned anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              Charlie Peacock (Monkey's At The Zoo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-114103953078064221?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/114103953078064221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=114103953078064221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114103953078064221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114103953078064221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/02/need-flushing.html' title='Need A Flushing?'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-114080910169976831</id><published>2006-02-24T11:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T11:25:01.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW!!!</title><content type='html'>This particular story caught my attention, seeing as how my son is on the waiting list to be tested for Autism. Check this &lt;a href="http://search.netscape.com/ns/boomframe.jsp?query=cbsnews.com&amp;page=1&amp;amp;offset=0&amp;result_url=redir%3Fsrc%3Dwebsearch%26requestId%3D9d61681c94bf3c0d%26clickedItemRank%3D1%26userQuery%3Dcbsnews.com%26clickedItemURN%3Dhttp%253A%252F%252Fwww.cbsnews.com%252F%26invocationType%3D-%26fromPage%3DNSCPResultsT%26amp%3BampTest%3D1&amp;amp;remove_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.cbsnews.com%2F"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt; out, if haven't already.  Look under the high school sports section on the left hand side bar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-114080910169976831?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/114080910169976831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=114080910169976831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114080910169976831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/114080910169976831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/02/wow_24.html' title='WOW!!!'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-113897824171858559</id><published>2006-02-03T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T06:50:41.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tithing</title><content type='html'>I've always had difficulty tithing.  What I mean is that I always say that I can't afford to tithe.  My brother, an excellent songwriter, recently made a CD of his songs for me.  There is a line in the first song called First Fruits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "If I don't miss it and it's easy,&lt;br /&gt;    There's no point to what I've done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminded me that a tithe is kind of like a sacrifice, so to say that I can't afford it, is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Bro'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-113897824171858559?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/113897824171858559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=113897824171858559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/113897824171858559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/113897824171858559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/02/tithing.html' title='Tithing'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-113890008829101224</id><published>2006-02-02T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T09:08:08.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goundhog Day</title><content type='html'>I personnally feel that Spring will start on March 21st, despite what the groundhog says.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-113890008829101224?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/113890008829101224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=113890008829101224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/113890008829101224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/113890008829101224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/02/goundhog-day.html' title='Goundhog Day'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-113812600861308857</id><published>2006-01-24T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T10:06:48.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Gov't</title><content type='html'>So, we have a new conservative government.  Steven Harper said that he would lower the gst to 6% immediatly.  Does that mean now or after he officially becomes the PM.  I mean could I go and buy something and say that I only want to pay 6% gst instead of 7%?  I'm confused, immediatly to me means, like right now today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-113812600861308857?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/113812600861308857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=113812600861308857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/113812600861308857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/113812600861308857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-govt.html' title='New Gov&apos;t'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-113716427046256943</id><published>2006-01-13T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T06:57:57.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is the end near?</title><content type='html'>Monday night we had our transformations meeting. We had a guest leader because our regular leaders were away. I was nodding off, and I even had a nap before we went, through most of it. At the end of the meeting the leader prayed for me, for a specific area which I have struggled with for a long time. Let's just say that I haven't stumbled and that area since. I know, however, that the more victories I a win the harder the enemy will try. I say, BRING IT ON!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-113716427046256943?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/113716427046256943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=113716427046256943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/113716427046256943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/113716427046256943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/01/is-end-near.html' title='Is the end near?'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-113616317886263361</id><published>2006-01-01T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T16:52:58.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>I brought in the new year serving a bunch of drunks chicken at 7-11.  Not fun!!  Anyway,  it's a new year,  a new home and a new chapter in life.  I'm not one to make resolutions but this I resolve to break old habits and replace them with new ones.   What's your resolution?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-113616317886263361?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/113616317886263361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=113616317886263361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/113616317886263361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/113616317886263361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-113557114112502618</id><published>2005-12-25T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T20:25:42.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16317449@N00/77421672/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/37/77421672_6c91335862_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16317449@N00/77421672/"&gt;Daddy's cousin&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/16317449@N00/"&gt;maximashlie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This year was our first Christmas in our new home. My Aunt Linda and my cousin Shane (seen here with my son Caleb) came down from Alberta to spend Christmas with us. Haven't seen them in seven years. Good times we had. I sounded like Yoda there for a minute.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-113557114112502618?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/113557114112502618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=113557114112502618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/113557114112502618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/113557114112502618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2005/12/first-christmas.html' title='First Christmas'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20048828.post-113512194252671436</id><published>2005-12-20T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T15:39:02.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Last</title><content type='html'>Well, here we are in our new.  New house, new chapter in life.  A fresh start so to speak, in more ways than one.  Christmas is just around the corner.  We expecting family that we haven't see for a long time coming.  This will be a christmas that will always be remembered.   Not to often you get a new home for christmas.  Merry Christmas to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20048828-113512194252671436?l=homesweerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/113512194252671436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20048828&amp;postID=113512194252671436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/113512194252671436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20048828/posts/default/113512194252671436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesweerhome.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-last.html' title='At Last'/><author><name>steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812653241782411805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
