<?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-4098482047600157466</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:40:52.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fincher Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Misty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611240620417625423</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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098482047600157466.post-2551906490134183859</id><published>2009-02-26T12:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T12:22:01.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Edition to our Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/Sab3-0qcQTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cMYqy8XDpic/s1600-h/d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307201869563314482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/Sab3-0qcQTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cMYqy8XDpic/s200/d2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Lexie. Isn't she the cutest. I am NOT a animal lover by any means, but I'm loving this dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/Sab336b3SpI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jQItd58Fb_E/s1600-h/d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307201750853700242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/Sab336b3SpI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jQItd58Fb_E/s200/d3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are not the best pictures. I hope to have some better ones to post later. She was a very lazy girl last night after we got her, and she got her first bath, and the boys would not leave her alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098482047600157466-2551906490134183859?l=thefincherslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2551906490134183859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098482047600157466&amp;postID=2551906490134183859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/2551906490134183859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/2551906490134183859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-edition-to-our-family.html' title='New Edition to our Family'/><author><name>Misty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611240620417625423</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/Sab3-0qcQTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cMYqy8XDpic/s72-c/d2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098482047600157466.post-3913111238936140277</id><published>2009-02-06T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:11:00.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cole's birthday was January 26 but he wanted to invite some of his friends over to spend the night and go bowling. So I waited until hunting season was over so that Brandon would be here. So tonight, we have 4 boys at the house that we will be taking bowling in just a little bit. I hope to have some pictures by tomorrow of my baby and his friends. It seems just like yesterday that we were bringing him home from the hospital. And now, he is 9 years old. How sad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SYzDR0rCAsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/cY7oIFNTOb0/s1600-h/101_0525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299825572472554178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SYzDR0rCAsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/cY7oIFNTOb0/s200/101_0525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098482047600157466-3913111238936140277?l=thefincherslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3913111238936140277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098482047600157466&amp;postID=3913111238936140277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/3913111238936140277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/3913111238936140277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/coles-birthday-was-january-26-but-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Misty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611240620417625423</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SYzDR0rCAsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/cY7oIFNTOb0/s72-c/101_0525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098482047600157466.post-4057227201608033709</id><published>2009-01-23T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:18:28.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How did it get to this???</title><content type='html'>I made several New Year's Resolutions this year, not like the years in the past. In others it was just to lose weight, but this year I added several REAL responsibilities dealing with our family in a church that we are all happy with and becoming a healthier person, as you can see I did not say "lose weight." But so far it has been great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited a church last Sunday that we ALL really enjoyed. It had several things for the kids and the boys really seemed to enjoy themselves, and for me and Brandon it was good. They have two different services so you can pick your time. It was different from what we were use too, but I really enjoyed it and got a lot out of the service. And when the kids got in the car and they were excited, it made it worth the visit. I want them to enjoy it and have fun, but also to learn. I want them to make friends, because one day those church friends could be the one to see their way through trouble. I don't ever want them to feel like we are "dragging" them to church. I want them to know that, that is where we need to be and I want them to like it. So I think we will go back this Sunday and see if we feel the same way. But yes I know, we need to get in a church and stay and get involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work we have started "Scale Back Alabama" and there is 4 of us who is really trying hard. It has made it nice, not easy but nice that we have others that are doing the same thing. I am really proud of myself, I have walked almost everyday. It is so hard, as most of you know. Just making the time to get it in and to think that ball season is right around the corner. I dread it but I make myself get on the treadmill and then I feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole will be 9 years old on Monday. I'm so sad. I have several memories about this time 9 yrs ago. My great grandmother (who past away 2 yrs ago) came to my house with my mother several days before Cole was born. I was having some problems so they took care of me. I miss her so much. And then Cole, getting so big. And smart mouth!!! What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has been able to stick with their resolutions, it can be really hard at times.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a good weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098482047600157466-4057227201608033709?l=thefincherslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4057227201608033709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098482047600157466&amp;postID=4057227201608033709' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/4057227201608033709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/4057227201608033709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-did-it-get-to-this.html' title='How did it get to this???'/><author><name>Misty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611240620417625423</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-4098482047600157466.post-4837003897619642993</id><published>2009-01-04T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:20:56.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full of Adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;We have had a lot of fun and been very busy for the last two weeks, now it is time to rest and get back into the rountine of things: working and going back to school. I'm with the boys, I don't want to go back to work just like they don't want to go back to school, but all good things come to an end; right. We were suppose to be in Gatlingburg this week but things did not work out the way we planned. Me &amp;amp; Brandon had already put in for vacation time, so we took it. I did go to work Monday to get things caught up but I have been off the rest of the time. I absolutaly love staying at home. I have really gotten a lot done. I painted my bedroom and rearranged, somewhat cleaned the yard and my house, and stayed at home so the kids could play with their toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday we headed off to Atlanta. We went to the Georgia Aquarium. It was really nice, it was the first time we had went. The boys really enjoyed it. It took us forever to get in. The 3D show was a lot of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SWExq_RK7JI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sQDJ-wu0t28/s1600-h/101_0430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287562052117392530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SWExq_RK7JI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sQDJ-wu0t28/s200/101_0430.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Myles outside the aquarium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;We spent the night in Atlanta and watch the awful Alabama game. We ate at a sport grill right down the street from the hotel called STATS. It had a lot of facts about sports so Cole really enjoyed that. The boys just liked spending the night some where else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SWEyneoCO0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/btRfTWmGDBU/s1600-h/101_0499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287563091326942018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SWEyneoCO0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/btRfTWmGDBU/s200/101_0499.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cole feeding the deer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Saturday morning we went to Yellow River Game Ranch. They had deer and squirrals that would walk up to you and you could feed them. So we had a lot of fun there also. But I think that is all the adventures we will be doing for a well. We have done a lot of things in the last month, we are all so tired. I don't think we have done much of anything today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SWEztn7JkHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/FX3TydcbuPE/s1600-h/101_0503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287564296413876338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SWEztn7JkHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/FX3TydcbuPE/s200/101_0503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85718/mistyfinch/e2d0c560f8615e99550bc875b2e2e890.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098482047600157466-4837003897619642993?l=thefincherslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4837003897619642993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098482047600157466&amp;postID=4837003897619642993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/4837003897619642993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/4837003897619642993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/2009/01/full-of-adventures.html' title='Full of Adventures'/><author><name>Misty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611240620417625423</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SWExq_RK7JI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sQDJ-wu0t28/s72-c/101_0430.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098482047600157466.post-7025816049561501854</id><published>2008-12-30T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:25:06.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I begin??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;So much has happened since my last blog. We have been so busy. On December 13th we took the kids to Georgia to the Wild Animal Safari and to Fantasy In Lights at Callaway Gardens. We had a wonderful time. If you have never been to the Wild Animal Safari I suggest in taking the time to go and to take the kids, it is wondeful. Cole's favorite movie is Jurassic Park (all of them) and we actually got to ride in a van (not as nice as the trolley on Jurassic Park) but it was fun. We got to see so many animals and feed them. The kids were a little scared at first but by the middle of the tour they had their own bag of food feeding the animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SVr92LKtmNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/nYvmnejwL28/s1600-h/101_0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285816219825182930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SVr92LKtmNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/nYvmnejwL28/s200/101_0307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Then we went to see the lights, it was so cold, but we loved it. Next time I would like to do it earlier. There was so many people and it was really crowded. A little different then I imagined but it was great. It was really nice the way they would tell a story with each section of lights and it really put you in the spirit. The kids really loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SVr-m_tlIPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/6KqPE_bGnZc/s1600-h/101_0369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285817058563793138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SVr-m_tlIPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/6KqPE_bGnZc/s200/101_0369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;We have had a lot of Christmas gatherings and shopping to do. We had a GREAT Christmas. The boys got a lot of great things: Cole got an XBox 360, several games, clothes, a Northface jacket, movies, board games; Myles got an Nintendo DS, several games, clothes, golf clubs, movies; they both got Rock Band to share (going pretty good so far). So I have to say it was really great and enjoyable UNTIL Cole got a stomach virus Christmas night, that has not been fun because we all have had it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Friday I took down all Christmas decor and cleaned (really cleaned) my house. Saturday Cole was feeling a lot better so he went hunting with his daddy and killed his FIRST deer!!! How did I raise a little deer hunter?? How could both of MY children love it so much??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SVsBcv7VzvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CD-iK0nWo4k/s1600-h/101_0411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285820181062733554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SVsBcv7VzvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CD-iK0nWo4k/s200/101_0411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85718/mistyfinch/e2d0c560f8615e99550bc875b2e2e890.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098482047600157466-7025816049561501854?l=thefincherslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7025816049561501854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098482047600157466&amp;postID=7025816049561501854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/7025816049561501854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/7025816049561501854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-do-i-begin.html' title='Why do I begin??'/><author><name>Misty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611240620417625423</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SVr92LKtmNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/nYvmnejwL28/s72-c/101_0307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098482047600157466.post-5947836170179205092</id><published>2008-11-28T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:55:46.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday was a good day, actually very relaxing and we were able to get a lot done. Had some really good food, spent time with family and was able to put all the Christmas stuff out. All the guys played a little football while all the girls set around the table and looked at the sells papers and talked about what the kids would get for Christmas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/STAmDSG1FcI/AAAAAAAAADc/6DjnazJkxuo/s1600-h/101_0287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273757001492796866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/STAmDSG1FcI/AAAAAAAAADc/6DjnazJkxuo/s200/101_0287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Family tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/STAlQNYqRsI/AAAAAAAAADU/AOMzZxaQHoI/s1600-h/101_0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273756124052080322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/STAlQNYqRsI/AAAAAAAAADU/AOMzZxaQHoI/s200/101_0289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cole's tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/STAkoKGm5BI/AAAAAAAAADM/HiuXPwwZxZ4/s1600-h/101_0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273755435976287250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/STAkoKGm5BI/AAAAAAAAADM/HiuXPwwZxZ4/s200/101_0290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Myles' tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have so much to be thankful for, here is a short list&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my husband who is wonderful and a great father &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my 2 beautiful and healthy boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my true friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098482047600157466-5947836170179205092?l=thefincherslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5947836170179205092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098482047600157466&amp;postID=5947836170179205092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/5947836170179205092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/5947836170179205092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday-was-good-day-actually-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Misty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611240620417625423</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/STAmDSG1FcI/AAAAAAAAADc/6DjnazJkxuo/s72-c/101_0287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098482047600157466.post-2477541944094504662</id><published>2008-11-22T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:56:23.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271522537273922194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SSg10WOtkpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/6HQF30sF-Kk/s200/101_0277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cole at 4:30 a.m.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SSg0fAsorWI/AAAAAAAAACs/fapU1pijNnc/s1600-h/101_0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271521071204969826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SSg0fAsorWI/AAAAAAAAACs/fapU1pijNnc/s200/101_0283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myles did not get to go this morning because he is sick, so he is bear hunting in the bedroom..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271520069837943634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SSgzkuUIc1I/AAAAAAAAACk/3xVrn9nM08A/s200/101_0275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cole went hunting with his daddy today, he was up bright and early!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098482047600157466-2477541944094504662?l=thefincherslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2477541944094504662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098482047600157466&amp;postID=2477541944094504662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/2477541944094504662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/2477541944094504662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/cole-at-430_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Misty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611240620417625423</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxrXeOM1Ukg/SSg10WOtkpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/6HQF30sF-Kk/s72-c/101_0277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098482047600157466.post-6236088758461119451</id><published>2008-11-17T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:59:32.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>music</title><content type='html'>Let me start off by saying, I love Jeremy Camp. Those of you who don't know, he is a very good Christian singer!!! I have bought several of his CD's and I usually don't buy CD's. Every song he has just really hits home with me. The new song he has out is "There will be a day." I cry everything I hear it. I have tried several times to get it on a playlist so you could hear. But I guess the lyrics will tell it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I try to hold on to this world with everything I have&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I feel the weight of what it brings, and the hurt that tries to grab&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The many trials that seem to never end, His word declares this truth,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that we will enter in this rest with wonders anew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I hold on to this hope and the promise that He brings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That there will be a place with no more suffering&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll see Jesus face to face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But until that day, we'll hold on to you always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know the journey seems so long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You feel you’re walking on your own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But there has never been a step&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where you’ve walked out all alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Troubled soul don’t lose your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause joy and peace he brings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the beauty that’s in store&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outweighs the hurt of life’s sting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can’t wait until that day where the very one I’ve lived for always will wipe away the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorrow that I’ve faced&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To touch the scars that rescued me from a life of shame and misery this is why this is &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why I sing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The really analazed this song some time last week on my way home. I was really tired, I had worked over and knowing that I still had to go home, wash clothes, spend valuable time with my boys, and try to fit some time in there for Brandon and I absoluately lost it. Sometimes we get lost in all of our "downs" of this world, and "poor me" but to know that there will come a day when it's not going to matter. Does it do us any good to worry (I know I need to be talking to myself) about the things that we have no control over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That everything that makes us upset and worried, the car we drive, the job we have, the house we live in AND does any of it matter. Does it make us who we are?? Does any of that take away from who we really are?? I sometimes feel that all this material stuff gets in the way of who we are. Why can't we be happy with what God has blessed us with and why can't we be happy for those who have more than us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that we all go through trials and there is a lesson learned in each of them,, But to think ONE DAY there will be no more tears, or fears, or pain. And to know that, that is what we have to look forward to. Isn't that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great week!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098482047600157466-6236088758461119451?l=thefincherslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6236088758461119451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098482047600157466&amp;postID=6236088758461119451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/6236088758461119451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/6236088758461119451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/music.html' title='music'/><author><name>Misty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611240620417625423</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-4098482047600157466.post-5412951825715741791</id><published>2008-11-11T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:41:06.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while</title><content type='html'>There really hasn't been that much to talk about lately so I thought I would write about our weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Saturday I went to Christmas Village with a friend. We had a lot of fun and let me say that it is so good that I don't have a girl, RIGHT NOW. But I did get to buy for Brantlee. They had some of the cutest clothes for little girls.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Then we watched the Alabama game, ROLL  TIDE!!!! What an exciting game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Me and Myles baked Brent a birthday cake for his party that night. Myles loves to be in the kitchen, even to make his own mac-n-cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Somer gave Brent a little birthday get together with family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. That night when we got home, which anyone who lives in Vincent will know, our power was turned off for them to work on the lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with all the excitement just from Saturday I had a migraine all day Sunday and Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Christmas Village really got me in the mood for Christmas. I'm sooo ready to get my tree up. I'm just waiting on Lowe's to put them out. We have gone there for the past 4 years to get a real tree. I love the douglas fur trees, they are so pretty. Every year we buy 2-3 new ornaments for our tree. So far I have bought 6 new ornaments. I could not help myself. I went into Hobby Lobby to pick the boys up a new one for their tree (yes they both have one, b/c we can not share) but instead I picked me up a few also. Then I went to Magnolia's on friday and got a few more. They had the cutest snowman ornaments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will a have a picture to post soon of our Christmas tree!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098482047600157466-5412951825715741791?l=thefincherslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5412951825715741791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098482047600157466&amp;postID=5412951825715741791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/5412951825715741791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/5412951825715741791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-while.html' title='it&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>Misty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611240620417625423</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-4098482047600157466.post-5639472345859870514</id><published>2008-10-26T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T18:18:06.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LUCKY</title><content type='html'>Last year around Christmas time, we had taken the boys to Liberty Park to take some pictures for Christmas cards. After we were done, we had to make a trip to the Summit to find Cole a robe for the Christmas play that was that night. I know, always waiting to the last minute. They were taken Santa pictures outside of Belk. We had the kids picture taken with Santa which turned out to be pretty good. But you could register for a free portrait setting at Aldregde Gardens, and guess what??? I won. I never win anything... So that is what we did today. The boys were very good so I hope we have a lot to choose from. But for anyone who has never been to Aldredge Gardens, it is beautiful and so relaxing. I wish we could have been there just to enjoy the day. Hope I have some pictures to post soon. Hope you all have a good week!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098482047600157466-5639472345859870514?l=thefincherslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5639472345859870514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098482047600157466&amp;postID=5639472345859870514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/5639472345859870514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/5639472345859870514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/2008/10/lucky.html' title='LUCKY'/><author><name>Misty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611240620417625423</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-4098482047600157466.post-3812277574244897627</id><published>2008-10-20T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:15:23.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunting???</title><content type='html'>Well, it looks like Christmas eve in my living room floor. All three boys: Brandon, Cole &amp;amp; Myles are going thru hunting clothes. It is like they have all received a present even though it is all the same stuff as last year. Oh well, they're happy. But yes it is that time again. It is kinda sad, this is what they will do every Saturday and I will be at home all alone. Maybe I need a girl, if it was that simple, but I'm sure Brandon would have her in the woods too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098482047600157466-3812277574244897627?l=thefincherslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3812277574244897627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098482047600157466&amp;postID=3812277574244897627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/3812277574244897627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/3812277574244897627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/2008/10/hunting.html' title='Hunting???'/><author><name>Misty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611240620417625423</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-4098482047600157466.post-264585265269984171</id><published>2008-10-16T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:31:16.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone is sick??</title><content type='html'>Does the sickness ever end?? Last week, Cole was sick with a high fever and terrible headache. It only lasted a few days but took up most of our weekend. Brandon had also bought Cole a ticket for his first Nascar race but he was not well enough to go. Now Brandon and Myles are sick. Myles has been really bad, running a fever and now sinus infection. So needless to say, I have been taken care of everybody for the last 2 weeks. Why can't they all be sick at one time (if we really have to be sick) instead of spreading it out. I hope they all get well soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098482047600157466-264585265269984171?l=thefincherslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/feeds/264585265269984171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098482047600157466&amp;postID=264585265269984171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/264585265269984171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098482047600157466/posts/default/264585265269984171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefincherslife.blogspot.com/2008/10/everyone-is-sick.html' title='Everyone is sick??'/><author><name>Misty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611240620417625423</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></feed>
