<?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-28357985</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:21:38.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Between You and Me</title><subtitle type='html'>my pupils get really big when i'm happy</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-116053491045312146</id><published>2006-10-10T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T19:48:30.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>death of a vision</title><content type='html'>for those of you actually reading my blog still... i commend you. seriously. your loyal. i admire that. it's cool. but seriously. you can stop now. i finally actually got online for some other reason than to check my bank account. and i thought why not update my blog. but then i asked... for who? it was then that i decided that when the end of something comes i will not fight it... and so i am not going too. goodbye for now. i don't want to say that this is the end of blogging. but right now i'm teaching. i'm also going to college. and i'm also working a second job. so ya know i don't really have time for all this... but i will post again at christmas i promise so check back then. i love all of you, my readers. you mean most to me. jesse says allo!! i'll let him post at christmas too. goobye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-116053491045312146?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/116053491045312146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=116053491045312146' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/116053491045312146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/116053491045312146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/10/death-of-vision.html' title='death of a vision'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115419834505312277</id><published>2006-07-29T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T11:39:05.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hair cut schmair cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2014.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2014.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2010.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wellll.... i got a hair cut and highlights today. the high lights are bright you just can't see them on these pics too good probly. but yeah basically she trimmed it and thinned it out. it all went great just as planned until the bangs. wow. no more. no more will anybody but me come near my bangs with scissors. maybe heather. i'll let heather. but dude. seriously. wayyyy to short. when i said eyebrows i was more thinking along the lines of below my brows not an inch above. hahahahha. yah. not cool. sooo it's ok though i'm not freaked out about it. they'll just have to be pinned back till they grow longer. anyways. there's a semi-normal pic for jesse and a cool pic for me because i hate the circles under my eyes and the thermal cameral hides those pretty good. no smile sorry jess. i'm hot and tired and have tons of packing to do. i shall greet you with one no fears. :) back to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115419834505312277?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115419834505312277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115419834505312277' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115419834505312277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115419834505312277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/07/hair-cut-schmair-cut.html' title='hair cut schmair cut'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115413684197090652</id><published>2006-07-28T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T18:34:01.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>well i got a lot done today. last day of work. that was very very difficult. to say goodbye to elizabeth was not cool. but it's ok. change is hard. but it's good. i know everything's gonna be ok i'm just going to miss a lot of things. :( oh well.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. unless you want to hear incredible, boring detail about my day and allll that i did, i will refrain. email me or something if your absolutely hanging off the edge of your seat to know. i have good news. my puffy tingling swollen stiff fingers are apparently not from my medicines. that means i can take my medicines and feel better. but then there's the illusive "why in the world is it happening then?" soooo.... hopefully it's no big deal. that would be great. it's just when i touch extreme colds. ice cream, cold water, air conditioning, ice water, bla bla bla the list goes on. so yah. this should be interesting. like the rest of my extended health history. never normal unfortunatly. ITS NOEMI'S FAULT. she diagnosed me with chronic noemi disease awhile ago. chronic noemi is basically having vague illusive but debilitating health problems that for the most part have no diagnosis, an addiction to all things pink and shopping, and a love of gluten wheat free food. &lt;br /&gt;there. i shifted the blame. oh i feel so much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight dear readers. toodles for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115413684197090652?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115413684197090652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115413684197090652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115413684197090652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115413684197090652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/07/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115403914437031055</id><published>2006-07-27T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T15:25:44.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a bakers dozen</title><content type='html'>word as of today was that i had eleven students. *gulp* i tried to send an enthusiastic message back to ms. mitchell, the bearer of such news, but inside i felt a twinge of fear. hmmm... occupying eleven small children for an entire school year. i was dreaming of a quaint six. CURSES!!! what makes it worse is that i inadvertantly prayed for this. i prayed that God would help the school to grow becuase a lot of people had said it needed more students. 22 3 &amp; 4 year olds!!! wretched. i was thinking of the growth being more in the.... older age group. not mine. well, anyways, i'll be calling mom a lot. that's a given. and probly vanessa and anyone else who has had contact with 3 year olds in the past year. YOUR ON MY LIST.&lt;br /&gt;my theme for the fall is going to be animals. well the ZOO to be more specific. all zoo animals actually. and a tree. and bananas for the monkeys. it'll be ok right. right. aok. &lt;br /&gt;anyways. so tomorrow marks my last day. i'm hyped. YAYAYAYAYAY!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;i have zero interesting things to say. ok i'm done. hahah love you guys. i'll see most of you soon. if not sooner later. &lt;br /&gt;i'm pooped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, &lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115403914437031055?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115403914437031055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115403914437031055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115403914437031055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115403914437031055'/><link rel='alternate' 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of mine&lt;br /&gt;Slap 'em up put 'em on the train&lt;br /&gt;Out to Michigan up to Maine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may find a diner down in Georgia or &lt;br /&gt;Carolina off the twenty by the piggly wiggly&lt;br /&gt;In the country out of Waynsboro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or when it's getting late and rainy out in New York State&lt;br /&gt;You hang a louie off the thru-way&lt;br /&gt;And you go and grab yourself a cheeseburger&lt;br /&gt;At the little gem diner off the six niner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diner my shiny shiny love&lt;br /&gt;In the night you're all I'm thinking of&lt;br /&gt;Diner my shiny shiny love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cruiser pulls in where the trooper's always stop&lt;br /&gt;As we dine over the chrome and formica table top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cashier she always squints&lt;br /&gt;By the gum and the bowl of mints&lt;br /&gt;She's tapping her toe&lt;br /&gt;To the Dean Martin on the consolette&lt;br /&gt;Booth service and we're loving it so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side of fries a dollar&lt;br /&gt;Or the haddock plate two ninety five&lt;br /&gt;A rootbeer float a pepsi&lt;br /&gt;And be sure to save some room for some apple pie&lt;br /&gt;Better make it a-la-mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean Martin rest his soul&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' to me from the cereal bowl&lt;br /&gt;There's a couple from the show me state&lt;br /&gt;Knockin' back a little meatloaf plate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diner my shiny shiny love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115394783721828959?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115394783721828959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115394783721828959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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my welfare. and here is the news for which you have been waiting for so long.&lt;br /&gt;i am well. &lt;br /&gt;yes it is true. i am well. unfortunately i am very busy. leaving in a few days makes it difficult for me to motivate myself to get on but when esther pointed out that my fan club may be dwindling i decided to say a few words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COURTNEY - i must apologize. a motorola PINK razr video/music/camera phone has been purchased. THANK YOU JESSSEEEE!!!! sorry courtney :( i couldn't resist. hehe. hey it was a gift ok?? you don't turn those down. AND it wasn't just any gift. it was a jesse gift. YOU NEVER turn those down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have most of my packing done. but the packing isn't the problem. its my various appointments and things to remember to purchase and getting these last few days of work underway. and preparing for an entirely different job. *gulp* the children will love me i'm sure. micah gave me the advice to have them finger paint to mozart. well i was planning on finger painting but mozart may be iffy. maybe disney princess songs. or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lest any of my smoothie co-workers should think that i have lost my touch, i shall dissapoint them by saying that MARY AND APRIL I CAN STILL MAKE THE BEST TASTING CHOCOLATE ELVIS ON THE PLANET!!! and don't you forget it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see. i'll just make my list now. i have to&lt;br /&gt;finish my application  (make it all official)&lt;br /&gt;finish packing &lt;br /&gt;hair appointment&lt;br /&gt;dr. appointment&lt;br /&gt;fill out my rebate form and other miscellaneous tedious chores&lt;br /&gt;call april &lt;br /&gt;buy last minute item ARGH!!!! I FORGOT IT LAST NIGHT!!!! i went shopping especially for it and cursed wal mart distracted me!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;finish packing away what remains of my bedroom as it is to become nathans *cringe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well amidst these small chores there are unfortunately even smaller details that are very very important not to be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;at least i got that pedicure in last week. that was great. i think i'm addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if my stuff doesn't fit in heathers car? then what? jesse heather and i all have to fit. hmmmm..... this is distressing. i feel distressed. &lt;br /&gt;you know what? my phone is pretty cool. i told jesse that i have never owned such a thing. i have a hand me down ipod mini. that's the most incredible piece of equipment i owned. UNTIL NOW!!! yah. i like it. a lot. dad says you can't bestow love on inanimate objects. otherwise i would say i LOVE IT. yah. okie dokie. HEY!! I think i broke a record. this is the most scattered post yet!&lt;br /&gt;ok love yous!!&lt;br /&gt;going to get some stuff done. i really really really really wanted to take a nap but when i cleared off my bed to do so i realized i was clearing off forms that i have to fill out and i really should probably get to those.&lt;br /&gt;curses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. goobye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115386045619650235?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115386045619650235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115386045619650235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115386045619650235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115386045619650235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/07/aloha.html' title='aloha'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115351454482204884</id><published>2006-07-21T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T13:42:24.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another day</title><content type='html'>today is a brand new day! yyyyaaaaay!!!! let me tell you what i am looking forward to. my pedicure. yeah. that is going to be a great experience. saturday here i come. yessss. ok. off to confirm the ticket and continue to pull my estate together. i'll try to write more lata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115351454482204884?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115351454482204884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115351454482204884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115351454482204884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115351454482204884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-day.html' title='another day'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115347546689733746</id><published>2006-07-21T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T13:39:21.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dopey</title><content type='html'>yesterday, i did not have the ability to carry on a normal conversation. i will give you two examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is elizabeth and i cleaning rooms. i am mumbling the entire conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r - elizabeth can you kill this bug&lt;br /&gt;e - sure.&lt;br /&gt;r - at least its not a roach.&lt;br /&gt;e - yeah i hate those.&lt;br /&gt;r - yeah. they are always everywhere at my house in georgia. they always crawled up through the drain in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;e - that's not good.&lt;br /&gt;r - and i couldn't just crush them and throw them out. they're so gross. i always took a bottle of windex or scrubbing bubbles and cleaned them to death. then i'd try to wash them down the drain but they wouldn't go they'd get stuck. so i poured draino on them and waited ten minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e - well it's a good thing you didn't crush them. those things carry tons of eggs and when you kill them like that they disperse the eggs and have tons of baby roaches.&lt;br /&gt;r- that's gross. isn't there another bug that does that?&lt;br /&gt;e - i think it's just roaches.&lt;br /&gt;r - oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is jesse trying to talk to me about my car situation - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j - ...so you'd have to take out a car loan to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;r - i can't do that. i just wanna make payments.&lt;br /&gt;j - you can't afford to make payments right now.&lt;br /&gt;r - but i can do it. i'll figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;j- ruth you can't make them you can't afford it.&lt;br /&gt;r - but i want to. i need a car.(i think everything he was saying was going over my head at this point)&lt;br /&gt;j - ruth you should just wait i'll let you use my car and we'll figure everything out.&lt;br /&gt;silence.&lt;br /&gt;j- do you understand?&lt;br /&gt;r-ummmm....i think so. i guess i'll talk to mom and dad about it.&lt;br /&gt;j- but you understand what i'm saying?&lt;br /&gt;r-ummmm....yeah i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. that's medicine for you. ok at least i really really really really really really hope that it's because of my medicine. it says that these are side effects. so i'm going to go with that for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115347546689733746?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115347546689733746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115347546689733746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115347546689733746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115347546689733746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/07/dopey.html' title='dopey'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115336055179638369</id><published>2006-07-19T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T18:55:51.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. soo much has happened so fast. i'm getting ready to leave in a week and a half. my teaching job completely came together and now basically is the only thing i have to worry about is settling my estate (balancing my checkbook, and my pedicure) he hem. balancing my estate, and figuring out if jesse is going to fly up and drive heather and i down or me flying down by myself... i mean i'm personally for the first choice he hemmm...... but i guess it's no big deal as long as i get down there. and get a car. a few days ago i was going insane and stressing... now i'm cool as a cucumber. things are good everythings good i'm cool. we're cool. it's all cool. i think i've been on the phone with someone different every single night. that's crazy. hmmmm... i guess there's nothing else. just working. last day is the 28th. i have to pack. i'm cool. we're cool. it's good. i'm just gonna keeeep telling myself that before i go to sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allll my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115336055179638369?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115336055179638369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115336055179638369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115336055179638369'/><link rel='self' 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ESOPHAGEAL CANCER WHICH WAS DISCOVERED VERY LATE, DUE TO MY LAXITY IN CARING FOR MY &lt;br /&gt;HEALTH. IT HAS DEFILED ALL FORMS OF MEDICINE,AND RIGHT NOW I HAVE ONLY ABOUT A FEW MONTHS TO LIVE,ACCORDING TO &lt;br /&gt;MEDICAL EXPERTS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NEVER PARTICULARLY LIVE MY LIFE SO WELL,AS I NEVER REALLY CARED FOR ANYONE NOT EVEN MYSELF BUT MY BUSINESS.THOUGH I AM &lt;br /&gt;VERY RICH,BUT WAS NEVER GENEROUS,I WAS ALWAYS HOSTILE TO PEOPLE AND I ONLY FOCUS ON MY BUSINESS AS THAT WAS THE ONLY THING I &lt;br /&gt;CARED FOR.BUT NOW I REGRET ALL THIS AS I NOW KNOW THAT THERE IS MORE TO LIFE THAN JUST WANTING TO HAVE OR MAKE ALL THE MONEY &lt;br /&gt;IN THE WORLD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BELIEVE WHEN GOD GIVES ME A SECOND CHANCE TO COME TO THIS WORLD I WOULD LIVE MY LIFE IN A DIFFRENT WAY FROM HOW I HAVE &lt;br /&gt;LIVED BEFORE.NOW THAT GOD HAS CALLED ME THROUGH THIS WAY I HAVE WILLED AND GIVEN MOST OF MY PROPERTIES AND ASSETS TO MY &lt;br /&gt;IMMEDIATE AND EXTENDED FAMILY AND AS WELL AS FEW CLOSE FRIENDS. &lt;br /&gt;I WANT GOD TO BE MERCIFUL TO ME AND ACCEPT MY SOUL AND SO,I HAVE DECIDED TO GIVE ALMS TO CHARITY ORGANISATIONS,AS I WANT THIS &lt;br /&gt;TO BE ONE OF THE LAST GOOD DEEDS I DID ON EARTH.SO FAR,I HAVE DISTRIBUTED MONEY TO SOME CHARITY ORGANISATIONS IN THE U.A.E &lt;br /&gt;ALGERIA AND MALAYSIA.NOW THAT MY HEALTH HAS DETERIORATED SO BADLY,I CANNOT DO THIS MYSELF ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ONCED ASKED MY FAMILY MEMBERS TO CLOSE ONE OF MY ACCOUNTS AND DISTRIBUTE THE FUNDS WHICH I HAVE THERE TO CHARITY &lt;br /&gt;ORGANISATION IN BULGARIA AND PAKISTAN,THEY REFUSED AND KEPT THE MONEY TO THEMSELVES.HENCE,I DO NOT TRUST THEM ANYMORE, AS &lt;br /&gt;THEY SEEM NOT TO BE CONTENDED WITH WHAT I HAVE LEFT FOR THEM THE LAST OF THE FUNDS WHICH NO ONE KNOWS OF IS THE HUGE CASH &lt;br /&gt;DEPOSIT OF ONE MILLION EIGHT HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS($1,800,000,00) IN EUROPE WITH A CARGO SHIPPING/SECURITY FIRM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FURTHER MORE I WANT TO KNOW IF YOU CAN BE OF GOOD HELP TO DISPATCH THIS FUNDS TO CHARITY ORGANISATIONS. &lt;br /&gt;I HAVE SET ASIDE 10% FOR YOU FOR YOUR TIME AND PATIENCE. &lt;br /&gt;MAY GOD BE WITH YOU AS YOU HAVE DECIDED TO TAKE A BOLD STEP TO HEAL THE WORLD WITH ME OR EVEN IN MY DEMISE... &lt;br /&gt;PLEASE REPLY TO MY PRIVATE MAIL BOX, AS I WILL ONLY BE BUSY ACCESSING MY PRIVATE BOX browny3k@hotmail.com, WAITIMNG FOR YOUR &lt;br /&gt;REPLY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST REGARDS, &lt;br /&gt;JAMES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115316331355542183?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115316331355542183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115316331355542183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115316331355542183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115316331355542183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/07/poor-james.html' title='poor james'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115315126341910928</id><published>2006-07-17T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T09:19:52.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heat wave</title><content type='html'>well, the situation at work has become a bit dire in the area of air conditioning. we have air in the rooms but the public areas remain untouched by any cool breeze. SO anyone in the kitchen (he hem aka. mom and i) are left to poach away in the heat. &lt;br /&gt;SOLUTION: WE NEED FANS IN HERE.&lt;br /&gt;MISSION FOR NATE: GO PURCHASE SOME FANS YOUNG MAN. MAKE HASTE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nate comes back very proudly with two fans. the first one best fits mom's exclamation upon seeing it... "THAT LOOKS LIKE A TOY!!" &lt;br /&gt;"no mom it's high velocity. it gives TWICE the air. (how the fan people came to this conclusion i don't really know) look at those blades. they're metal." a hush fell over the kitchen as we examined this miracle fan that would provide all the coolness we needed and was only the size of a coffee pot. however nate was soon to be out done. the second fan he had purchased was a STANDING FAN. the standing fan is exactly our height and can be moved around wherever we want it to be. the standing fan was not recommended by nate but rather by our maintenance man, bill. i call him the keeper of the estates since maintenance man is very simple and he works at both inns.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you so much for recommending this fan bill!" we all exclaimed joyfully. nate receded to the shadows of the office realizing he was slightly over powered by bill's amazing idea. but not to be outdone he quickly shouted "and thanks nate for getting the fans and for choosing the HIGH VELOCITY FAN!!!" &lt;br /&gt;hahahah poor nate. he worked so hard to pick out that little fan! thanks nate i really feel TWICE THE AIR!!! &lt;br /&gt;nate felt better and went to purchase a burrito at the health food store. comfort food. and then we're going to drag him to mini golf tonight. i was mortified that he didn't think mini golfing was fun. what a partay poopa. you really did do an awesome job nate. couldn't have done it better myself. &lt;br /&gt;even bill admitted to this fact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115315126341910928?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115315126341910928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115315126341910928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115308326356251571?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115308326356251571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115308326356251571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115308326356251571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115308326356251571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/07/anonymous1-come-forth.html' title='ANONYMOUS1 COME FORTH!!!'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115299571794979582</id><published>2006-07-15T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T13:35:17.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poaching</title><content type='html'>so mom was making poached pears today at work and it struck me. poached. what a funny word. so i did what i do best. thinking. it usually comes out with above average results. today particularly. poached. i said the word over ad over again in my head and then i asked mom&lt;br /&gt;"what does poached mean?"&lt;br /&gt;"to stew i think."&lt;br /&gt;"that's really cool. so poached can be used in many differant ways. it can be a verb as well." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of my fantastic examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the fact that he had hurt his arm and finger caused her to POACH and worry the remainder of the day"&lt;br /&gt;"she POACHED over the fact that she couldn't wake up when her alarm went off."&lt;br /&gt;"the woman was POACHING because she couldn't seem to remember what she wanted to say."&lt;br /&gt;"the girl POACHED when her brother teased her relentlessly."&lt;br /&gt;"the stew POACHED for the remainder of the afternoon."&lt;br /&gt;"the fact that her friend had not yet called her back to tell her some very important news caused her to POACH."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poach. what a great word. one of my new favorites. i'm going to add it to my list. if only i had had this word ages ago when i was being interviewed by banana republic. they asked what my favorite word was and i said vexed. i wasn't prepared for the question ok?? but if i had had the word poached they would have loved me even more than they already did. &lt;br /&gt;they would have been blown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo anyhoo. feeling better today. either my body is getting used to being drugged or the side effects disappeared either way i'm good. and pooped. maybe post lata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love as i POACH away the rest of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115299571794979582?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115299571794979582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115299571794979582' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115299571794979582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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YAYAYYYY!! yeah before you leap for joy with me you must realize that the one and only reason i recieved such a blessing was for a doctor's appointment. so i left around 1 and banged around for a lil bit before and then i had to wait ONE HOUR!! argh!! after 45 minutes of watch some brainless cartoon in the waiting room (they were playing the cartoon network in an adult digestion hospital) i slowly got up and sort of edged over to the check-in desk. "we haven't forgotten you your just on the END of the list"  "ok! just makin sure!" i said cheerily. i had every reason to be cheery because it's been SUNNY OUTSIDE YAYAY!!!! so anyhoo i finally got in waited 15 min. more and then i saw the nurse practitioner to my usual doctor and she was really nice and then we got down to it. i'm a mess. i mean i kind of already knew this but it was rubbed in by the fact that she had all of my files on a computer. files. plural. colored tabs. referral sheets. i found myself confused i couldn't remember what happened when. soo i explained my situation(S) and she was surprised they had ruled out celiacs and bla bla bla. but she gave me new meds for what they thought it was anyway. i also got this disk type thing for my asthma. it's advair and when i brought it home dad eyed it with a great deal of suspicion. "i just saw something about that on the news. they are warning you that when you take that during an attack you could die. it has the reverse effect." wow. "i think she would have told me that." i stated. so dad did some research and said he was going to ask her but he brought my perscription home so i'm assuming i'm safe. i guess that's a dangerous thing to simply assume but... yah. so anyhoo allll that to say that all of the side effects that come along with these medicines happened to me today. headaches, neausea (sp) tiredness sick to your stomache. and it made me think. (there i go again!) why am i trading one sickness for another. which would i rather have? i've decided to stick with the medications for now but if it keeps going for forever then i'll stop. my body may need time to adjust. &lt;br /&gt;yay. wellll... that's basically it. i'm really really really really out of it right now i've sort of been a wreck all day so if this post seems more scattered than usual that's why. and if it doesn't seem more scattered than usual that means i'm out of it all the time. haha. ok i thought that was funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115283937225691034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115283937225691034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/07/nobody-can-take-something-away-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115280177494094675</id><published>2006-07-13T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T07:42:54.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>It takes a crane to build a crane&lt;br /&gt;It takes two floors to make a story&lt;br /&gt;It takes an egg to make a hen&lt;br /&gt;It takes a hen to make an egg&lt;br /&gt;There is no end to what I'm saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a thought to make a word&lt;br /&gt;And it takes some words to make an action&lt;br /&gt;And it takes some work to make it work&lt;br /&gt;It takes some good to make it hurt&lt;br /&gt;It takes some bad for satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a night to make it dawn&lt;br /&gt;And it takes a day to make you yawn brother&lt;br /&gt;And it takes some old to make you young&lt;br /&gt;It takes some cold to know the sun&lt;br /&gt;It takes the one to have the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it takes no time to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;But it takes you years to know what love is&lt;br /&gt;And it takes some fears to make you trust&lt;br /&gt;It takes those tears to make it rust&lt;br /&gt;It takes the dust to have it polished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes some silence to make sound&lt;br /&gt;And it takes a loss before you found it&lt;br /&gt;And it takes a road to go nowhere&lt;br /&gt;It takes a toll to make you care&lt;br /&gt;It takes a hole to make a mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;la la la la la life goes full circle&lt;br /&gt;la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;la la la la la life is meaningful&lt;br /&gt;la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jason mraz -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115280177494094675?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115280177494094675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115280177494094675' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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those big ol bathtubs scrubbing away i think. probably more than i should. actually i can't say that my thoughts ever take a philosophic or educational turn it's actually day dreaming. i'de classify myself as more of a dreamer than a thinker. so now that we have that out of the way i was actually thinking not day dreaming. my thoughts have been in the direction of God's purposes and plans for us which sometimes, frankly, reamain illusive. i was talking to mom on sunday and i was mentioning about trials and she said that sometimes as christians we think really negatively in the area of trials and blessings. we tend to think that God will only give us trials or thats all we'll ever face either because we don't deserve blessings or because we only seem to learn from our difficult times in life. she pointed out that God delights in giving us blessings and that he wants to bless us. he is glorified just as much in the blessings as in hard times. &lt;br /&gt;it made me think of how he took as much pleasure in the tears of job as in the riches of solomon. &lt;br /&gt;are we willing to lay hold of God for the desires of our hearts whatever they are? are willing to wrestle with God for more than a name. (genesis 32) when jacob wrestled with God, he refused to let go until God blessed him. he wouldn't let go even when the angel asked him too until God gave him a blessing. we can take the lessons that we've learned from our trials and apply them to our blessings as well. God is so good to us and i'm going to keep asking him and begging him for the desires of my heart. but one thing i've learned is that i am so grateful for the trials and what he has taught me. he has never left me once and he carries me through the most difficult things that i thought i could never face. as long as our hearts are right with God he delights in us when we come to him with our wants and needs. it's pretty cool to see God working all things out for good and to see him granting me the desires of my heart in his way and in his timing. it's way better than mine and it's so worth waiting for. i dont know bout you but that makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115273782686883704?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115273782686883704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115273782686883704' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115273782686883704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115273782686883704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/07/there-shall-be-showers-of-blessings.html' title='there shall be showers of blessings'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115257632703424293</id><published>2006-07-10T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T17:05:27.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wee bit late</title><content type='html'>friday night katie's dad called and said he and and someone else was coming up from conneticut for the day to help out at church (badly needed so a huge answer to prayer) and katie got on and told me she was gonna come too! i was so excited. i had to work but when i came home we hung out for awhile and caught up. when i told her i couldn't get it off she said oh that's ok i'll tear down a wall or something while i'm waiting for ya. wellll i guess she was serious. :) sooo here's some late pics of me and my absolutely lovely friend. i haven't seen her in ages and she just got back from bangladesh! so it was cool seeing her again. disclaimer ( i know you would want me to say this katie ;) we both look like grungeballs (at least i do) we've been working all day ok? sorry bout that. hahaha ok anyways here's some pics of us and the damage they did at church. oh and also here's some pics of heather jon and dad looking their absolute best. he hem. as usual in my photography the photos are untampered with. :) they're all jumbled too sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4856.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2032.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4858.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%20104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%20104.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4882.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115257632703424293?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115257632703424293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115257632703424293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115257632703424293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115257632703424293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/07/wee-bit-late_10.html' title='wee bit late'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115249648630591565</id><published>2006-07-09T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T18:54:46.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>distresses</title><content type='html'>i'm currently paying the price for ignoring my bank book for a given period of time. yah. not so cool. thank goodness for onling banking. and esther's handy computer at the tips of my fingers. i'm also experiencing the distress of possibly haveing to pull my life together in the space of three weeks. ugh. i mean this is a very cool thing until you look at my room and the ammount of things i would have to get done. i asked dad how someone gets an ulcer. he gave me a graphic description and i said "oh" and just kind of stood there wondering if i had one or not. i think it's just nerves. i'm seriously disturbed as april would say. ;) last night marked the 4th night that i haven't gotten to bed at a healthy hour. but i suppose i had a better reason. we went to a music festival thing in meredith ny. it was music in this beautiful barn and it was a lot of fun. there was a lot of old people there. these weren't just any old people though. these were cultured old people. people who do stocks and watch cnn and are mainly democrats who say words like "wonderful" and "beautiful" when they hear someone pray and who clap daintily and wear shawls and vests and gold bracelets and signet rings. and who know when the proper time is to clap at such events as a duo playing various sonatas on the clarinet and piano. i'm saying this because last night during one of the pieces i was definitely day dreaming. my mind was seven states away and the music provided the perfect background to my little fairy dream world in which i found myself. i sat listlessly dreaming away and staring with a vacant glassy-eyed look at the performers in front of me. and then PRESTO! the song was done. or... so i thought. i snapped out of my day dream world (or night dream i think it was hitting 9:30 or so. and i clapped. big mistake. nobody else was clapping with me. but i mean the musicians paused for a really long time and they were looking at us so i was like hey this is it. i immediately sensed the complete disapproval of those around me. i don't think anyone knew exactly who it was but there was a definite air about the place. the musicians looked as if they were thinking "that poor uncultured little girl" and the old people all had a look of solemn dissaproval as they mourned my ignorance for a few moments. "the youth of these days, how sad." to make matters worse i looked at esther and she was staring at me with a sad look. she leaned over and pointed to the program saying "the is only the andante. you aren't supposed to clap until the allegro con brio" she then shook her head with a distant look in her eyes and then turned her face to the stage and closed her eyes sinking in the beauty of the music. *sigh* i think i was forgiven or forgotten by the general populace by the end of the evening so i took solace in that fact as we rode home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i have so much to tell! but i can't post about it for a little while yet so it's going to have to wait. :) if i weren't so tired i think i would be bouncing off the walls. i think i'm slugging i can't bounce. ms tammy said i couldnt slug she wasn't used to seeing me slug i had to bounce. so i'll try to sleep so i can BOUNCE back to georgia all in one piece! i'm going to go and try to finish my wretched banking. maybe watch a movie on essy's comp. it's sort of funny i haven't watched tv since i've been home. a very cleansing experience. i actually didn't watch much at school either. anyways that was random. ok bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115249648630591565?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115249648630591565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115249648630591565' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115249648630591565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115249648630591565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/07/distresses.html' title='distresses'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115232280193585667</id><published>2006-07-07T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T20:24:13.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my sincerest apologies</title><content type='html'>helllllo. i'm sorry i haven't posted in a few days. it's been really really really crazy at work and i've had so much going on here (really good things though ;) but anyways, it's been crazy and i haven't gotten to bed until past midnight every night sooo i'm sooo pooped. and i have a lot to get done before school so yeah. stress. big time. wow. i feel like i'm going insane. but anyhoo. burt proposed to pearl. pearl is esther's pod. burt has a thing for younger, larger women. despite the fact that pearl is almost two times younger than burt and two times larger but seems attracted so i'm happy for him. :) anyways i finished my patchwork skirt. it's cute. i'll post pics later. maybe. i told my work that i wasn't coming back next year and elizabeth was sooo sad. she was crying and it almost made me cry and she always says i'm their sunshine and she doesn't know what to do when i go and i felt awful. :( oh well. it'll be cool. it's all good. *sigh* i think. wow this is so jumbled. i need a lot of prayer and a lot of wisdom with some decisions that are pretty major so prayers are very very much wanted. i'll try to do a more organized post later but we'll see how that goes. jonny has a surgery for his sinuses next week and i have a doc's appointment same day hopefully to get things straightened out.... yeah. right. that would be a novelty. &lt;br /&gt;here's something funny&lt;br /&gt;me "well it's 12 and i have to get up at 4:45 so i better go or i'm going to be looney tomorrow"&lt;br /&gt;katie "and that would be different how?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* yeah that seems to be the general concensus. anyways. yeah. i need a car. i'm getting a new phone on the 27th. i really really really really really really really want a pink razor. (sp?) but yeah i think my affordability in the area of a phone was in the price range of let's see... free? yeah free sounds good. or maybe like 30 bucks. 60 and upwords is out of the question. completely. argh! so i'll be stuck with some wierd beastly thing for another year. that's nice. hey at least it will have good battery life and won't fizzle and die just because i check my voicemail. oh yeah that reminds me i don't know why but it does that.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOEMMMIII IS GETTTING MARRRIEEED!!!!!! YYYYAAAAYYY! I'M SO HAPPY! hahaha when she told me i couldn't stop squealing. wow i'm happy for her. anyways yeah that was random. &lt;br /&gt;ok well. seriously. i'm going to bed. maybe i'll clean off the songs from burt that i don't want before i do we'll see. ok goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my love and insanity and randomness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115232280193585667?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115232280193585667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115232280193585667' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115232280193585667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115232280193585667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-sincerest-apologies.html' title='my sincerest apologies'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115196323567269685</id><published>2006-07-03T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T14:54:06.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>little birds and little worms</title><content type='html'>another busy day. crazy crazy crazy. :) it was so funny esther and i were waiting for mom and we were out in the car and i saw this little robin just jumping along minding his own business stopping every once in a while to poop discreetly. i love watching the little birds in the lawn at the inn becase they are so so cute just hopping all over the big yard. well anyways this one stopped and i watched him plucking and plucking until he pulled a long long worm from the ground. i figured that that was the end of it but then he just left it and flew off. i think he saw me watching him or something... then a few minutes later he skidded back to the worm and looked around carefully to make sure we weren't watching. it was kind of gross though i mean i expected the little guy to take his worm and leave but no. he stayed there and started mauling the thing. then he would look up with his inquisitve little eyes to make sure nobody was spying and i guess he saw me because he picked up his dinner and i said to esther "he's leaving now good that was gross." but no he simply hopped a few feet away and then turned his back to us and started pecking again. "he's mauling it in private!" i screeched. anyways, the bird finally took his little worm and flew away. he was still cute despite his violent tendancies. i love birdies. then i remembered when i hit one by accident with the van and it went bouncing all over the road. i still feel guilt. and now i just announced to the world with finality that i have no life. maybe i'll go work on my skirt now. it's almost donnnnneee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. kt you look BEAUTIFUL!!! i loved all the pictures. my little girl all grown up! i'll call ya tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115196323567269685?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115196323567269685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115196323567269685' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115196323567269685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115196323567269685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/07/little-birds-and-little-worms.html' title='little birds and little worms'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115180495687888777</id><published>2006-07-01T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T19:16:57.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 lives</title><content type='html'>never a dull moment is most definitely my life. i would think that one near-death experience would have been suitable for a week. no. such is not the case. it is official that i have used 2 of my 9 lives. i was so pooped b/c i didn't get to sleep till forever last night and so this morning, as is my habit, i was sleeping on the way to work. sleeping on the way to work is stupid. it probably takes 20 minutes at the latest to get there and 20 minutes is the time that it takes to actually get into a good sleep so why bother? but i love sleep. so every moment that i can get some in i will. so anyways i was sleeping. fact established. all of the sudden i felt myself being thrown against the van door and then back in the other direction. i was very grateful that i had taken some advice given long ago. or maybe it was various threats that i better wear my seat belt i'm not sure which but i was wearing it. so anyways that was my wake up call. i guess our tire went flat at the same time we were going around one of the many sharp turns on the way to cooperstown. anyways i woke up we were on the other side of the road then jerked back into the right lane and then we pulled over trembling and all rather aghast about the whole thing. i think i was still in my sleepy stupor the rest of the time as is my habit. i just kind of sat there blinking and as mom relayed what had happened i realized that i shouldn't be blinking i should be crying we almost died. if we were on the other side of the road a few seconds more we would have crashed into another car. but we managed to get onto the other side and after a long time some painter man from the hotel came and helped us. then pete came and gave us his car to bring into work and he fixed the tire or whatever it was and that was that. but i couldn't help thinking that this definitely was not cool. *sigh* needless to say we were late to work and i'm so so tired. it's been a long week with the flood at the beginning of it and we know how to finish it off with a bang i guess. we are making some progress with the cleaning up part but there is still a long ways to go. what's going to happen next i wonder? oh well. whatever it is i've got 7 more lives to go so BRING IT ON! i'm ready. :) i just realized that the count has gone down. correction : ruth has 6 lives and 6 lives only. (i almost died when i was 3 mom just reminded me when she read my blog) i'm positive though. 6 is good. that's a lot. let's hope there's no more flooding or flat tires or diseased water and i should be grrrrreat! (i think the week has left me numb i shouldn't be finding humor in such things) i'm going to bed now. after a crossword puzzle or two. hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115180495687888777?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115180495687888777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115180495687888777' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115180495687888777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115180495687888777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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a big pike fish. i mean whether it was a real pike fish i don't really know i just said it was pike in the dream but i thought those were huge. well regardless i caught a big fish and i put it in the sink and it was barely moving. so i told whoever she was to wash it off in the sink and she did and all the brown that had been on him from the sewers and the nasty tub came off and i remember thinking that i still wasn't so sure about eating it but he looked pretty clean. anyways, that's the end of it. i woke up after thinking that it looked pretty clean. *sigh* it was very strange and almost disturbing. anyways it was disturbing enough for me to write this at 6:00 in the morning before i go to work if that tells you anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115174864715704426?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115170283760554189</id><published>2006-06-30T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T14:27:17.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lemon head</title><content type='html'>we're trying to clean up the damage and everything stinks. thats all i have to say. it stinks. we haven't yet decided what it smells like but it stinks. anyways. bla. bla bla bla. the title is random. by the way. like the rest of this blog. haha. ok bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115170283760554189?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115170283760554189/comments/default' title='Post 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thoughts (happy ones) is that an oxymoron??</title><content type='html'>i took a long walk through my cemetary tonight to pray and was relieved to see that there were few damages. half of the gravel road going all the way up has been washed away but that seems small compared to other things that happened. 12 deaths in our area, one person that nate knew. it makes me realize how good God is to us. we were out that morning and dad was out early that morning when he couldn't have seen anything but God was merciful to us. i was thinking today when i was cleaning that i don't want to wait till something happens, whether it's a flood or anything else that God allows to happen, to treasure every single moment in life and the time that i have with the ones i love. i'm sure that seems sappy but God has been showing me long before the past few days that life is so precious and that we should never take it for granted. i want to love the rainy days along with the sunny ones and the happy moments as well as the sad. it all combines to make life beautiful and every moment in it memorable. with God's grace i'm going to keep walking this road and praising him for every moment that he allows me to enjoy His beautiful presence and this world. things are only as bad as we make them out to be and a change in your attitude can change everying else. i praise God for his patience and his blessings as he continues to be gracious and merciful. hoping to talk to you very soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115162461682992929?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115162461682992929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115162461682992929' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115162461682992929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115162461682992929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/graveyard-thoughts-happy-ones-is-that.html' title='graveyard thoughts (happy ones) is that an oxymoron??'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115161914414980970</id><published>2006-06-29T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T15:12:24.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>draw me nearer, nearer precious Lord to the cross where thou hast died&lt;br /&gt;draw me nearer, nearer precious Lord to thy precious bleeding side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115161914414980970?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115161914414980970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115161914414980970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115161914414980970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115161914414980970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_29.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115153668199240517</id><published>2006-06-28T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T04:39:06.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE DRESS! FOR REAL :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4754.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4753.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4767.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL here ya go. happy now?? if it looks a little strange as far as how it fits the straps are still wayyy to big so essy and i (probably mainly esther) have to fix them. but otherwise it is done. 100% done. yay. i wonder if i'll actually wear it now... ;)&lt;br /&gt;you should be so proud of me. and esther helped a ton too so thanks essy! let me know what you think! it stopped raining and dad and mr. luoma are pumping out the water in our basement now. ok well anyways thanks for praying!!&lt;br /&gt;oh and forgive my appearance. under the present circumstances aka. THE FLOOD we have no water (oh, the irony) and the situation has been a tad bit stressfull. otherwise i'm great! haha. okie dokie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115153668199240517?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115153668199240517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115153668199240517' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115153668199240517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115153668199240517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/dress-for-real.html' title='THE DRESS! FOR REAL :)'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115149846080633771</id><published>2006-06-28T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T13:56:34.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last update</title><content type='html'>you can see some better ones on esther's site too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4668.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad is ready to go investigating. jon and nate were very jealous that they didn't have such a hideous suit to wear so that they could explore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4652.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4665.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom and dad and i surveying the "yard"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4660.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4658.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4667.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4654.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4645.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was no water in our basement this morning - this happened pretty quick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4651.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where we were out walking last night as of 7:00 this morning -&lt;br /&gt;it's still raining really hard. jon and dad got some more pics and i'll TRY to post them later if i can. &lt;br /&gt;bye for now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115149846080633771?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115149846080633771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115149846080633771' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115149846080633771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115149846080633771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/last-update.html' title='last update'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115144596283895743</id><published>2006-06-27T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T15:27:59.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drowning me out.</title><content type='html'>just in case nobody believes me when i say it hasn't stopped raining since i've been here i now have PROOF. that's right. solid evidence. when i say that i'm wilting away, i do not exaggerate. here goes. pics just for you of my amazing, warm, sunny summer. eh. yeah. so anyways. just a side note that pretty much all the water (with the exception of the "creek" which is now doubled in size) allll the water you see is not supposed to be there.&lt;br /&gt;but first... the forecast for your area. &lt;br /&gt;http://www.weather.com/weather/local/13820?lswe=13820&amp;lwsa=WeatherLocalUndeclared&amp;from=whatwhere&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness! is that more rain in the forecast?? well the only bright side (he hem) is that i may not be able to go to work tomorrow if it keeps raining because the roads in oneonta are all shut down and the roads in cooperstown are starting to flood! hooray hooray! (sarcasm should be noted here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4620.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4620.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4616.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4621.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( my road on the way to my most favorite spot! *sniff sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4613.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4612.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4611.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4606.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4604.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4607.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4597.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there you have it! maybe it will give me time to work on my dress! ;) ok well i'm going to go now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115144596283895743?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115144596283895743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115144596283895743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115144596283895743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115144596283895743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/drowning-me-out_27.html' title='drowning me out.'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115126995469704213</id><published>2006-06-25T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T03:34:29.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the reunion - and other things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4583.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4584.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4586.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after&lt;br /&gt;i guess they look a little better. it's the way the light is hitting them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4589.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the suspected perpetrator is lurking conveniently in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4596.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4594.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burt and i are very good friends already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it happened. my toothpaste has been found. i cannot express the joy i felt when esther came running upstairs and told me it had been found. i was overjoyed and that is an understatement. it was slightly disturbing where it was found however. she told me it had been discovered on top of the towels in the basket in the basement. i'm still contemplating what was on my mind when i dumped it into the dirty laundry basket.... but then i realized that it wasn't me at all. it must have been jon. do i have proof? no. but do i need proof? no. i can't think so low of myself that i would want to wash my beloved toothpaste. crest toothpaste is a rare and treasured commodity in this house. amongst it's arm and hammer baking soda competition it definitely doesn't leave a nasty taste in my mouth. however i am under the conviction that the toothpaste has been washed. but it seems to have held up nicely and the cap stayed on so i don't think any harm was done and i'm wiling to risk it. we have been reunited and i'm very happy... in other news...&lt;br /&gt;i cleaned my pumas today. i don't see a difference. i don't think. i think the whole shoe cleaner thing is a scam. but then again it was free i think so what are they trying to gain. it didn't help that i was sort of... distracted while i was cleaning them. there were snakes on the sidewalk while i was hard at work and i think i was day dreaming again too so the pumas did not benefit. i tried dousing the water proof stuff on them again but i'm also doubting the potency of that as well... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways here is burt. i was actually supposed to get him saturday but i won't technically OWN burt until thursday when esther get the bigger pod. soooo anyways here he is. i even got the arm band for when i run but it's a tad bit big. oh well. it's pink. who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made gluten free pancakes for lunch today b/c everyone else was having burgers. it was a mix but hey give me a little credit ok? they were so yummy that esther had some to! so HA!!! you should be proud. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURSED RAIIIIINNN!!!! ARGH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115126995469704213?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115126995469704213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115126995469704213' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115126995469704213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115126995469704213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/reunion-and-other-things.html' title='the reunion - and other things'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115114830456295911</id><published>2006-06-24T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T04:41:02.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>people are getting married today - this seems to be a popular day for weddings. its rainy. elizabeth said that rain was good luck for weddings. i concluded that it should rain at mine then but after contemplating i asked "well what happens to people who get married on sunny days?" this still puzzles me. anyways the bride and wedding party are staying here and it is becoming...complicated. extra people for breakfast and extra people staying in rooms and bla i'm pooped. it's been a long week and i hate figuring this stuff out. i hate being in the office. i feel caged. like a bird. i'm in housekeeping today though so that's nice. i messed up on the counts for breakfast like five times. i went running this morning and was disturbed that my asthma seems worse. ARGH. so stressful. it wouldn't be so bad if i had an inhaler. but when you have no inhaler you don't treasure those gasping-for-air type moments. so is my reflux. i'm being SO careful with what i eat but it's still bad. dad told me last night i was being too careful. nate was squinting at me and appraising me while dad was giving the speech. probably looking for signs of mal-nourishment. i think i'll just curl up in the rain and fade away. *sniff sniff* or go to sleep forever. like sleeping beauty. she had the LIFE! i mean except for the needle poison thing or was it an apple? i think going to sleep forever would be OK WITH ME. ok well enough of the self - pity. argh. that seems a fitting word for my stress. argh. :) well, it's official. i have inherited burt. esther's mini. she is upgrading to the real deal pod. i love my ipod mini already. i'll take pics and post them later. i have a lot to post acutally cuz hopefully i'll finish my dress before monday soooo... hope your weekend went beautifully and that all weddings were happy and rainy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news. i want a rice-cooker. from pampered chef. mom is going to get me one. we own one at the house but i want one to take with me to school. these little babies cook a bag of rice to perfection. this is good. i burn rice. it's AWESOME. i can't wait. i shall inform you when i have my precious gem. i go to pampered chef website (that's right the word chef was on my blog) every once in awhile to gaze at it. naomi will love me more than she already does when i introduce this little bugar to her. we shall make many chinese dinners this semester with my beloved rice cooker. and the rice will be fluffy and well-done to a white perfection. unless it's safron rice. then a yellow/golden perfection. wow i'm so exceited. that's pretty sad. that a rice cooker should bring so much joy. ah. the simple things in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115114830456295911?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115114830456295911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115114830456295911' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115114830456295911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115114830456295911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/argh.html' title='argh'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115101503561976540</id><published>2006-06-22T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T15:23:55.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow.</title><content type='html'>tonight jon, esther and i saw a side of mr. morris that i believe many of you have never and will never ever see. just one of the many many random things of which he was speaking on tonight at dinner was on the subject of... llamas. yes. you read correctly. llamas. it wouldn't have perhaps been so funny had he not been so bent towards this subject matter. it began with his account of his afternoon with nate and he was saying how they passed a llama farm. then he said to esther what wonderful pack animals they were. (in correlation with horses i believe) then - this is the best part- the conversation really took off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr. morris - "you know llamas reminds me of that song 'if i had a llama da da da da dum dum dada....'&lt;br /&gt;there was a pause. we all kind of looked at each other as we realized he was humming the very famous tune if i were a rich man or in the modern interpretation if i were a rich girl he hem. we immediately burst out laughing because i was trying to recall any songs about llamas in the movie which takes place in russia. there aren't any llamas. but he insisted and kept singing about llamas. he seemed to be under the strong impression that llamas were the focus of the film, not daughters or anything else. he's now pacing around upstairs singing loudly in the area of llamas. how he got llamas from rich man i'll never know. he claimed it must have been the russian accent that misled him but even when he tacked the russian accent on there i was miffed as to how you could possibly even hear llama out of rich man. wow. funny. maybe it's just one of those things where you have to be there. i don't know. tonight should be very interesting as we are to cook s'mores over a little fire. &lt;br /&gt;going to go brush my loverly teeth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115101503561976540?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115101503561976540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115101503561976540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115101503561976540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115101503561976540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/wow.html' title='wow.'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115092840117238440</id><published>2006-06-21T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T04:36:45.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my most favorite spot to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4495.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4498.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4487.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4490.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are pics of my graveyard. it's so peaceful and the most perfect prayer spot ever. me loves it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115092840117238440?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115092840117238440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115092840117238440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115092840117238440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115092840117238440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-most-favorite-spot-to-go.html' title='my most favorite spot to go'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115092733476170005</id><published>2006-06-21T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T15:02:14.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>til kingdom comes</title><content type='html'>Steal my heart and hold my tongue&lt;br /&gt;I feel my time, my time has come&lt;br /&gt;Let me in, unlock the door&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this way before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the wheels just keep on turning&lt;br /&gt;The drummer begins to drum&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which way I'm going&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which way I've come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold my head inside your hands&lt;br /&gt;I need someone who understands&lt;br /&gt;I need someone, someone who hears&lt;br /&gt;For you, I've waited all these years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd wait 'til kingdom come&lt;br /&gt;Until my day, my day is done&lt;br /&gt;And say you'll come and set me free&lt;br /&gt;Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your tears and in your blood&lt;br /&gt;In your fire and in your flood&lt;br /&gt;I hear you laugh, I heard you sing&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't change a single thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the wheels just keep on turning&lt;br /&gt;The drummers begin to drum&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which way I'm going&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'll become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd wait 'til kingdom come&lt;br /&gt;Until my days, my days are done&lt;br /&gt;And say you'll come and set me free&lt;br /&gt;Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me. &lt;br /&gt;Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115092733476170005?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115092733476170005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115092733476170005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115092733476170005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115092733476170005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/til-kingdom-comes_21.html' title='til kingdom comes'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115080384807267945</id><published>2006-06-20T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T04:47:10.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...there is a friend that sticks closer than a brother</title><content type='html'>There’s not a friend like the lowly Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;No, not one! No, not one!&lt;br /&gt;None else could heal all our soul’s diseases,&lt;br /&gt;No, not one! No, not one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus knows all about our struggles,&lt;br /&gt;He will guide till the day is done;&lt;br /&gt;There’s not a friend like the lowly Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;No, not one! No, not one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No friend like Him is so high and holy,&lt;br /&gt;No, not one! No, not one!&lt;br /&gt;And yet no friend is so meek and lowly,&lt;br /&gt;No, not one! No, not one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s not an hour that He is not near us,&lt;br /&gt;No, not one! No, not one!&lt;br /&gt;No night so dark but His love can cheer us,&lt;br /&gt;No, not one! No, not one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did ever saint find this Friend forsake him?&lt;br /&gt;No, not one! No, not one!&lt;br /&gt;Or sinner find that He would not take him?&lt;br /&gt;No, not one! No, not one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was ever a gift like the Savior given?&lt;br /&gt;No, not one! No, not one!&lt;br /&gt;Will He refuse us a home in Heaven?&lt;br /&gt;No, not one! No, not one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115080384807267945?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115080384807267945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115080384807267945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115080384807267945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115080384807267945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/there-is-friend-that-sticks-closer.html' title='...there is a friend that sticks closer than a brother'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115068157285676377</id><published>2006-06-19T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T04:45:36.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>extra terrestrial inquirer - your source for the FACTS and reliable news - EXPOSED!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2023.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2033.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2052.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%205.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%203.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first alien that we met resides in the real world under the alias 'jon' or 'jonny'&lt;br /&gt;then, we encountered the entire family...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115068157285676377?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115068157285676377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115068157285676377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115068157285676377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115068157285676377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/extra-terrestrial-inquirer-your-source.html' title='extra terrestrial inquirer - your source for the FACTS and reliable news - EXPOSED!!!!'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115068302064191095</id><published>2006-06-18T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T19:10:20.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the dress</title><content type='html'>no this isn't the dress. i haven't finished it because i really need help with the zipper and essy is so busy and so am i that we haven't been able to get to it. so i don't know when it will be done but it will be soon i promise promise promise. ok so last night i went to bed at like 8 and i slept like a log for the first time in ages. then this afternoon after a walk i took a nap for a really long time to. it was great. had a nice father's day and good services. God is showing me so so so much and i am so very grateful. and yes. chocolate elvis's with extra protein are the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115068302064191095?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115068302064191095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115068302064191095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115068302064191095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115068302064191095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/dress.html' title='the dress'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115068244202854261</id><published>2006-06-18T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T19:05:21.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cool effects</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%207.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2053.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2055.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2059.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2063.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2048.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115068244202854261?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115068244202854261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115068244202854261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115068244202854261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115068244202854261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/cool-effects.html' title='cool effects'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115068178729357580</id><published>2006-06-18T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T18:49:47.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more strange visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2045.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2045.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/Photo%2040.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/Photo%2040.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have an evangelist at our house this week. he seems.... nice. these photographs have not been tampered with&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115068178729357580?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115068178729357580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115068178729357580' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115068178729357580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115068178729357580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/more-strange-visitors.html' title='more strange visitors'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115054337040568466</id><published>2006-06-17T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T04:22:50.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vacancy</title><content type='html'>wow. sometimes i definitely feel as though a flashing neon sign with the word vacancy is plastered to my forehead. lets just say there are at least 9 rooms available up there. seriously. i seem to be managing to misplace the wierdest things. for instance toothpaste. who misplaces toothpaste. my room is NOT that big and it only holds only the clothes and a few minor things i brought home for the summer. AND i just cleaned it because david morris will have my room for the meetings this week. so it's clean. and our bathroom is also very small. nobody took my toothpast. this is important for the simple fact that mom and dad use arm and hammer. brushing my teeth with baking soda is not the way i want to wake up in the morning or the taste that i want in my mouth going to sleep at night. i like crest. with scope. i questioned nate and jon and esther and all claim that they have not taken it. this is troubling. this means that while i was brushing my teeth, i carried the tube of the toothpaste to some random spot and buried it there. i shoved it in some drawer or in some closet. who misplaces that? i mean jewelry or keys or maybe socks but toothpaste?? arrrrrrrrgh!!!!!!! i must have been extremely lost in thought to do something so stupid. so i'm walking around my room and into the bathroom 50 times and circling it like a hawk talking to myself the entire time trying to figure out what i did or how i ended up so vacant all the time. &lt;br /&gt;to make matters worse i didn't sleep AT ALL last night so i'm bordering on delusional. good news. i get monday off. &lt;br /&gt;wow. i'm seriously disturbed. i don't think my meals of peanut butter toast are providing proper nutrients. i could really use a chocolate elvis with extra chocolate right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115054337040568466?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115054337040568466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115054337040568466' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115054337040568466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115054337040568466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/vacancy.html' title='vacancy'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115048129175951337</id><published>2006-06-16T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T11:08:11.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>apologize this JON!!!</title><content type='html'>this is a public post to say that i AM NOT SORRY for what i said about jons stinky car!!!! and upon discovering that jon takes no interest in my fascinating life only in pictures, i am even happier that i said what i felt!!! so HA!!!! take that! thats right jon i know you are anonymous2!!!!! don't even try to fake it. i know where you live too so don't even try anything. HA!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much hate for z34's,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115048129175951337?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115048129175951337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115048129175951337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115048129175951337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115048129175951337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/apologize-this-jon.html' title='apologize this JON!!!'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115046056782535608</id><published>2006-06-16T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T05:22:47.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my sincerest apologies</title><content type='html'>yeah so nate hasn't gotten his online going again yet but the good news is that we just got an i book so we have a mac of our own now. so i haven't been able to post pics and i have one more things to do with the dress before i can post so it probably realistically will be another day or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the other day mary and april were telling me about this really strange person who comes in alll the time for a chocolate elvis with extra chocolate and i thought man i could really really really go for one of those right about now. *sigh* i miss them dreadfully. i love bananas and chocolate and peanut butter. whether individually or all together it matters not. yesterday i bought chocolate rice dream and i'm hoping that it will do the trick in my last days of withdrawal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok going to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115046056782535608?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115046056782535608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115046056782535608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115046056782535608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115046056782535608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-sincerest-apologies.html' title='my sincerest apologies'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115037940979191729</id><published>2006-06-15T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T06:52:46.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>withdrawals</title><content type='html'>first things first. you anonymous people are definitely confusing me. i wasn't confused but now i am. and i get easily confused. i think that this is definitely common knowledge for some people. my confusion is even worse with the ammount of sleep i recieve so ya know. help me out here. argh. anyways. i already said i would post pictures by friday so JON (i think that's jon) you have to wait. besides why should you care? your living in the same house as me why do you need pictures? you see me every single day!! i don't understand why you are in such dire need for pictures. i had a lot to do yesterday but esther and i are going to finish it tonight and i'll post pics tomorrow night ok?? ok great glad we all got that worked out.  &lt;br /&gt;in other news. i am trying to break myself off of hot chocolate. "but why?" is undoubtedly your first response. this question often plagues my own mind however it must be done. the reasons i have come up with are as follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i drink two cups (4 packets total = 520 calories) a day.&lt;br /&gt;2. hot chocolate usually replaces meals. breakfast lunch etc. &lt;br /&gt;3. i like it with extra rich chocolate goodness so i double the packets which means that i'm doubling how bad it is for me. &lt;br /&gt;4. it makes me sick. at some point in the day i dearly pay for those two cups. &lt;br /&gt;5. it's bad for you. all that milk and sugar can't be good for you. at all. like i said all that milk and sugar makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;these are my reasons. i guess they are sufficient. my reasons for still drinking hot chocolate are as follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i love it.&lt;br /&gt;2. it's super super good.&lt;br /&gt;3. i love chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;4. it keeps me warm in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;5. i love it. i can't live without it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see i'm in a dilemma. but my logic (i do have that somewhere inside my brain:) took over and i am now on my second day without my beloved drink. &lt;br /&gt;i am writing all this because i'm having symptoms. i keep wandering into the pantry and gazing upon the shelf at the hot chocolate packets. when i say i keep wandering i mean to say that i make  &lt;em&gt;many&lt;/em&gt; trips. i am chugging water at an alarming rate. i'm fidgety. i keep playing with things and pacing to and fro. i'm eating an alarming ammount of mints which normally hold zero temptations for me. i don't care for them whatsover but i eat them in hopes that they will crush my taste buds. *sigh* my head hurts. i need help. professional help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i cooked breakfast for a few people for mom today since it was her day off and now i'm in the office for nate so i guess i better get going. goodbye dear readers. &lt;br /&gt;and STOP CONFUSING ME! I dont like it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115037940979191729?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115037940979191729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115037940979191729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115037940979191729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115037940979191729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/withdrawals.html' title='withdrawals'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115028554805271437</id><published>2006-06-14T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T04:49:38.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its a sun dress silly</title><content type='html'>hmmmm... whoever has commented under the alias "anonymous" needs to get thier facts straight!!! it's a dress, not a skirt. a cute dress. with little flowers on it. and.... dum dum dum. it's &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; done. there have been some delays. one being that i'm pooped to a poop and have been to tired to work on it. the other reason that i kind of sewed one of the shoulder straps on wrong so i have to do that part over... :( i'm hoping it will be done by tomorrow. accompanied by pictures. by friday at the latest. promise. thanks for being so attentive... kind of. whoever this poor inquiring soul may be. i'm glad my simple life holds so much attraction to you. and JON you did offer me your z34 piece of junk and there is no such thing as a z32 or 33 and its sitting in our driveway and hasn't been touched or driven since we came home and you have NEGLECTED IT!!!! so ha!!!! and you never named it very much like SOME PEOPLE that i know so it feels the abuse very badly. loser. on top of these crimes, you let him be driven with his mirror hanging off and door handles not working right. i wouldn't even want the stupid car!!! sooo HA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115028554805271437?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115028554805271437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115028554805271437' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115028554805271437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115028554805271437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-sun-dress-silly.html' title='its a sun dress silly'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115019831560023072</id><published>2006-06-13T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T04:47:31.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fat squirrels and gluten free toast</title><content type='html'>it has been my habit to bring a morsel of bread into work for breakfast/lunch for peanut butter toast. but has it ever occured to anyone that gluten free toast is the size of a small child's fist? why is this? how can they pack 130 calories into such a crust of bread? it is so puzzeling. i don't know why i think so much when i'm eating it but yes, these are the thoughts that cross my mind probably every time i have it. it's just so odd. why can't they make it normal sized? and despite the fact that gluten free bread is half the size both in individual pieces and the actual loaf, they still seem to feel justified in charging 6.99 for it. curses. well whatever they put in that little crumb i'm very full right now so i try not to question them to much. &lt;br /&gt;so yeah there is this incredibly fat squirrel barely making it down the tree as i type this in the early morning hours. he looks so funny!! he's going so slow and he looks scared that he's going to fall off or something the way he's looking down. when i say fat i mean mr. squirrel really has to cut back on the nuts. he's the size of a cat. he should probably run up and down the tree a few more times.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday when jon and i went out visiting last night in laurens, i got about 4 comments concerning my age. *sigh* the most i got was 16 which is a complement compared to 14.&lt;br /&gt;soooo yeah i'm currently on the watch for the most amazing car in the world that's $1500 or less. ha. this should be fun. i need it for school. dad wants me to get a piece of junk and mom wants me to get a nicer one that i don't have to put money into and i'm on mom's side. i've seen dad's success stories with cars. oh wait. there aren't any success stories. (sorry dad :) the best car we have is the van which the &lt;em&gt;women&lt;/em&gt; of the family picked out. ;) anyways honestly whatever gets me from point a to point b will be better than what i have now. which is nothing. jon offered to sell me his car and i politely declined. thanks anyway jonny!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sorry this is so... scattered. like my posts usually are. i'm kind of out of it. sleep continues to be illusive and this foul weather is dragging on and on. &lt;br /&gt;cursed rain clouds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115019831560023072?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115019831560023072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-115013916161760321</id><published>2006-06-12T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T04:19:17.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bonjour from a rain cloud</title><content type='html'>well, this morning whilst sipping upon my green tea, and checking my blog, i found great delight. the sun is coming. i feel it. i sense it in my veins. my un-shod feet are feeling warmth coming into the toes. i see, as i gaze from the office window out upon the lawn, a small, tiny ray of sun peering through the leaves. oops. now it's gone. oh well. nice while it lasted. i convinced esther that a walk down to the post office in cooperstown for lunch would be just the ticket. she had to go down anyway and i feeel like singing!!!!!!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YYYYYYYYYYYOUUUU AREEEEEEE MYYYYYYYY SUNSHINE MY ONLY SUNSHINE&lt;br /&gt;YOU MAKE ME HAPPPPY WHEN SKIES ARE GREY&lt;br /&gt;YOU'LL NEVER KNOW DEAR HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU SO PLEASE DON'T TAKE MY SUNSHINE AWAYYYY!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a lot done on my dress last night. hopefully i'll finish it by wedensday. then i'll take pictures. maybe by then it will be sunny?? it matters not. in my heart there is much sun. :)&lt;br /&gt;toodles for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115013916161760321?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115013916161760321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115013916161760321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115013916161760321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115013916161760321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/06/bonjour-from-rain-cloud.html' title='bonjour from a rain cloud'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-115007016426127428</id><published>2006-06-11T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T04:43:39.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sew difficult</title><content type='html'>i'm sewing a dress. i'll post pics when i'm done. i'm pretty proud of myself. it's going to be so super cute. i wanted to buy a little sundress but i thought, why should i waste money buying one when i can make one??? it says on the pattern that it's easy but i think that it's very hard. and i've only cut out the pieces if that tells you anything about my skills as a seamstress. it's pale yellow  with little flowers all over it. i'm going to go work on it now. i slept all afternoon like a brick - do bricks even sleep? i don't know but when i woke up i was in the wierdest position. it was so odd. i was curled into a cinnamon bun or something. haha that was random. and i had the wierdest dream in the world. it was so incredibly odd. and i've been day dreaming a lot to. like a lot. i don't usually do that to much but it's becoming frequent. i think its the rain thats doing it for me. it's sort of eating away at my sanity and my healthy constitution. i'm weak and pale and forlorn with this foul dreaded weather. i desire no food or drink only sleep. even my crossword puzzles do not tempt me. i'll do maybe five sit ups and then just flop on the floor in a useless heap. i hope the sun comes out soon so that i can go for a walk. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love as i wilt away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-115007016426127428?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/115007016426127428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=115007016426127428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115007016426127428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/115007016426127428'/><link 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weeks worth of sun since i came home. that was way over a month ago. i'm cold. and wet. and my feet get wet in my vans. which is why i wear my cutest pumas. im breaking them in and they are perfect now. except when i put the water-proof stuff on them i must have missed the majority of the shoe cuz they're getting water-marks from all the rain that i - as a poor lowly chamber maid must trudge through on my way to the outside rooms and the laundry room. he hemm *sigh* such sorrows. :) anyways they rock and they're keeping my feet dry thus far sooo yeah i love them. well. back to my duties. goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114985298194577669?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-114972867829384112</id><published>2006-06-07T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T18:04:38.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>diary of the various sorrows of a 'chamber maid'</title><content type='html'>the life of a chamber maid is very difficult. especially if you are me. ok i'm not incredibly short but i am shorter and on top of it my legs are sort of a lot shorter. it's very annoying. also, i'm clumsy. not cool. especially when you are dealing with 25$ desert plates and expensive luxeries available at our fine establishment. and antiques. ahhhh. &lt;br /&gt;my stature comes into play in many more ways than one. the first being that in room #2, we have a really big walk-in 8-head shower and a two person jacuzzi tub. eh. so not cool. to clean any tub in the inn, i have to actually climb into the tub. for room #2 i have to climb in and walk around a lot in it. and it's still a stretch. once i get to the last wall leaning over the tub is also stressful and difficult because i can't lean far enough over the wall of the tub to get my left behind footprints. once the tub is finally clean i have the shower. i can't really reach the top parts very well at all. this is the case in many bathrooms. then there is all the stairs which wouldn't be so bad if i didn't constantly forget supplies so i usually have to travel down all three flights more than twice during each room. not good if it's a full house to clean. then there is the small matter of my clumsiness. i usually whirl around and crash into a lamp or some piece of antique furniture a few times during the course of the day. when putting away the fine china or drying or washing it, that usually doesn't go so hot. i usually start day dreaming when i'm doing dishes and my mind is somewhere like 7 states away and so today i was drying a fruit plate and all of a sudden my towel dropped and at the same time the dish was dropping and like only ruthy does i went for the towel rather than the dish and it perfectly cracked into 12$ each pieces. how unfortunate. i added it to the mental list i keep of glasses and things that i have done away with in the past and keep drying. *sigh* such sorrows. &lt;br /&gt;another sorrow is that people keep insisting i'm 14. this makes it difficult for me to even want to speak to guests at breakfast because the very way that they are looking at me screams "what are you doing serving me my food?" thy usually ask what year i am in highschool and end up calling me rosanna rather than ruthanna. i have had many surprised glances and suspicous stares as i say no, i'm in college ill be 21 this year thank you.&lt;br /&gt;eh. &lt;br /&gt;i'm going to bed so that i can arise early tomorrow for my most favorite job in the world. i love it i tell ya. &lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-114959682713380344</id><published>2006-06-06T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T05:27:07.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it tastes....green????</title><content type='html'>well... i got up at my usual 5:30 and i'm ready to go now. i'm in the office today which is nice i guess... and this morning when i got to work i made green tea. this is the first time i've had hot green tea i've had it cold before. and it tastes green!!!! i'm serious it's so odd. it puzzles me. i don't hate it but i'm not sure how i feel about it so i keep sipping it to see how i feel about it and to taste it's greenness. can something &lt;em&gt;taste&lt;/em&gt; green?? and if so, how does it go about tasting green. this small cup of tea has most puzzled me. anyways a few weeks ago i was supposed to work in the office and i came in wearing flip flops. i mean they are nice ones but the fact remains that they are flip flops. pete came in and said you look nice except for your feet. *sigh* it followed that i must purchase a new pair of shoes because flip flops are not acceptable at the landmark inn and i do not have money to buy new shoes nor do i desire to because flip flops are so so comfortable. i left my one pair of non flips at school so im stuck. especially since i have discovered that long ago payless shoes has stopped living up to it's name. the only pair of shoes i want there are $20!! i mean, i thought they were supposed to be $12 or something! or the famous $9.99 its so distressing. so i'm on a quest. i greatly prefer something woven or something like that with NO heels. i loathe heels. when esther and i went shopping a couple of weeks ago for shoes i would try on some with heels or whatever but every time i put my foot back in my flops it was soooo comfortable. i walk for miles in flops. i love them. i have a flip flop tan line on my foot. grrrr... so if you see anything that screams RUUUUUTHY TAKE ME!!!!!! forward the message here. i'll be waiting.&lt;br /&gt;so will pete. and my feet. that wasn't meant to rhyme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114959682713380344?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114959682713380344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114959682713380344' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jake - loving puppy and friend. i met jake a few months ago at one of our sunday night outings to the gaddy's house. i picked jake up and he was so small and i was talking to someone and jake was squirming so in my mind i was thinking that i was holding a cat. this is because the last thing that i held that was so small was figgy. since cats land on their paws i figured it was ok to drop him because i always drop figgy. so i did and his little legs sprawled out from under him and he squealed and ran from me and he was kind of afraid of me since then. but on the last couple visits he came up to me a lot and chewed my sleeves. :) &lt;br /&gt;he was the cutest puppy and i loved him and he is dead. he got hit by a car. i'm so so so so sad. seriously. i loved jake and pictured happy times ahead when i got back to school. he was the cutest puppy ever and i want to cry thinking of him mushed by a car. i love you jake. even your slobber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;petey - petey is jolene's car. actually her boat. petey was on the verge of dying of natural causes when he was providentially taken from this world by hitting a deer. some may call it suicide but petey seemed content so i would say it was sheer accident. i have fond memories of petey. many good times many not so good times. whenever i had to drive petey i realized that this must be what it's like to be in a huge ship or boat of some kind. when i pulled out of our driveway i was always afraid the whole underbelly of the car would fall out and if that wasn't enough the ceiling was collapsing on our heads and if we took the car to church ceiling fuzz would inevitably be found upon our clothes or hair. &lt;br /&gt;petey was a good friend and many tears and much laughter and ALOT of off key singing took place in that car. mainly the off key singing by jolene. hahahaha ok just kidding. but seriously. maybe it was from me to. not very good at that. :)&lt;br /&gt;i loved him despite his inumerable faults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;petey and jake died at approximately the same time. i will always remember them and cherish the times spent together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with grieving heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114951304147673282?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114951304147673282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114951304147673282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114951304147673282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114951304147673282'/><link 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4378.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4339.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo yes here are the pictures. i do crosswords mainly as an outlet for any kind of stress or as a relaxing agent. last night mom and i had a bunch of races to see who could get their crosswords done first and this was disturbing because i definitely lost like 3 of the 4 that we did. it makes me feel as though i'm getting quite old. i dont feel 20. i feel old when i do them. but i should feel smart because unlike the glaring title, they are not easy they are most difficult. i do them without looking at the answers though. i'm going to wait till i'm done to correct them. bla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways gene johnson preached both services today and God really used him mightily here. i'm so grateful that God uses human vessels and fills them to be an encouragement and uses them as great tools. God is and will continue to do such a great work among us and in us and i am so excited to even be a part of it. that God sees me fit to be here at this time during the part of His work is a priviledge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so seriously sleep deprived so i'm going to try to go to bed early but that is debatable whether it will be a success. i'm very easily distracted haha. &lt;br /&gt;something disturbing happened today. mom came up the stairs from the basement with cans of corn and green beans. this is disturbing because those very cans have been the source of much joy in the fact that i like to take a can to work for lunch. hmmm. i'm not sure what i shall do now. i'll settle for the spinach until they get me new ones. :)&lt;br /&gt;going to read some more of my book now. goodnight!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-28357985.post-114950747925491303</id><published>2006-06-04T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T04:40:24.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>correction</title><content type='html'>i wish to make a correction to the previous post entitled "bla" her name was ruth stewart not doom. oopsy i think i was thinking of sheila doom and it came out and i didn't think about it and i was probly looking at something else when i was typing cuz i do that a lot. thank you to my most attentive reader for pointing that out to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114950747925491303?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-114938993565674272</id><published>2006-06-03T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T19:58:55.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bla</title><content type='html'>im so tired. seriously. like i feel like i'm so busy but im not really working tooo much. pretty normal days. when i come home i pretty much konk out though so i dunno. i'm pooped. welllll the whole hair thing failed. i washed it and out of sheer habit i combed it before i realized what i was doing. i went on four days though so that was pretty nice. &lt;br /&gt;i'm reading "ready for anything" its about ruth doom. i like her name personally. it's got a nice ring to it. anyways its a good book and i like it. basically thats what i'm doing. i'm working reading and doing crossoword puzzles. some drawing. i drew some gravestones that were very nicely spaced a few days ago at the cemetary. i rode up on my bike and before i left nate came out with a concerned look on his face. he asked if it was safe for me to go there and then said that if any cars came to leave right away. this was interesting coming from nate. he calls me leech and steals my tea rose and then feigns concern for my life. hmmm... i shall counsel him soon. such odd behavior. then he tried to entreat me to steal brownies for him today. and i'm ashamed to say i complied. oh well. gene johnson is coming tonight nate and jon went to go get him and i'm really excited. esther and i met him when we were in europe. i took pics of crosswords and me studiously doing them and was about to post a nice long article about crossword puzzles when the battery on the camera died so i'll do it tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;when we came home from work today i went upstairs and sort of collapsed on my bed and then in the distance i heard the following conversation.&lt;br /&gt;(esther was playing for a private party at the otesaga tonight and it's her first gig :)&lt;br /&gt;mom - do you know what your wearing tonight?&lt;br /&gt;esther - no. either that skirt or that one.&lt;br /&gt;mom - are those dressy enought?&lt;br /&gt;esther - umm... welll... i dont know what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;mom - i don't really think so &lt;br /&gt;esther - it's going to be in the fine dining room i don't know what to do i don't have anything that is the right length&lt;br /&gt;mom - do you need to buy something?&lt;br /&gt;esther - probably. i think black is best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo esther asked me to go and the three of us went to our little mall picked out a cute black dress and everything in only like 15 minutes and were back home just like that. i posted this conversation so that you could realize the extensive advance planning that goes on here. we came home, ate, had prayer meeting and esther changed and left. she was cutting it a tad bit but she looked so cute. and i was proud of myself for helping. i take credit for esther's wardrobe mainly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND i must say that you should be very very proud of me. while we were out i saw TONS of the cutest dresses and they were so so so so perfect. and skirts to. and shorts and jeans and shirts. but no. i was not tempted nor did i purchase anything. i was so good. i have not bought anything since i've been home except for some tea and toothpaste, and health food. and you need healthy food so ya know. anyhoo. &lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114938993565674272?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114938993565674272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>soooo today i got a facial. and before you think that i am wealthy and have money to crash on such luxuries think twice. think three times. cuz i'm not. elizabeth, my boss at work, gave me one for christmas and it has brought much joy. for one hour i felt a months worth of stress sort of drift away. lori, the lady who gives me facials, was very nice as usual. she gave me one last time as well and we talked almost the whole time with the sound of the ocean and SEA GULLS in the background. ahhh. it was super super perfect. &lt;br /&gt;in other news, esther and i have a little thinger going. like it started with me yesterday saying that i hadn't combed my hair in two days. tuesday morning i washed it and curled it and it looked fine and then wedensday i didn't have to go to work so i just slept and lounged in my pajamas all day and cleaned out my closet that i've been to afraid to look in for about a year. then i changed and went to church and i was sitting there looking out at my hair and i realized that i hadn't combed it for two days. it looked sort of cool though like all curly and scrunchy and like it was half turning into dreads (sp?) so i commented to esther before i went to bed that i wondered how long i could go without combing my hair at all and she thought it would be an interesting experiment so it is now day #3 and i have not as yet combed it. i have scrunched it this morning but it is as yet untouched by any bristle. i'll take a picture tomorrow or something and keep you posted. and before you think i've gone insane and think i'm gross because not combing it means i'm not washing it, think again. i will wash it. just not that frequently because i am very interested to see what happens when my hair decides what it wants to do instead of me deciding what i want to do with it. &lt;br /&gt;sooooo we'll see how that works out. i like it so far though its sort of like a golden mane. and my hair is getting so long!!! aha! which proves SOME people who made fun of me and said it wouldn't get long in one summer WRONG!! ok wellll fine i admit it isn't quite that long but stilllll its getting there so boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well i'm going to go do something now. like my crossword puzzles. yes i know. thats a whole other story. i'll post about it tomorrow or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114920232895379709?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114920232895379709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114920232895379709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4298.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4303.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4301.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4296.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyhoo here's pics from dinna that we had at alfrescos. i had a super good salad. i love alfrescos its the cutest italian place. i guess theyre basically self-explanatory. just me and my family with jon and micah and nate and vanessa and essy and mom and dad and baby. there bla thats allllllll of us! so many pictures just especially for you! : *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114903499230086625?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114903499230086625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114903499230086625' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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farmers museum and we went for a ride on the carousel and it was really cute. all the animals were hand carved and they were so funny looking. i rode on daphne duck. i talked to the apothecary at the farmers museum about the healing power of leeches and other medicinal things and he was quite informative and showed me a book about the way leeches can heal people who are having their fingers or other severed body parts put on. he had a bunch of leeches in a jar and one was expanding right in front of my eyeballs. sort of nasty. he said they can go for a whole year without sucking blood because they have a really slow metabolism. here are some of the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4269.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114902236768680597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114902236768680597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114902236768680597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/05/afternoon-at-carousel-and-with-tea.html' title='an afternoon at the carousel and with tea rose'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-114878320273255430</id><published>2006-05-27T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T19:28:41.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chad is rad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.palmercash.com/product.asp?3=43"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.palmercash.com/product.asp?3=43" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just click on the little question mark box thinger and you will see it :)&lt;br /&gt;"it" being the shirt that i have wanted for quite some time... in honor of my brother who is not my brother but could practically may as well be my brother - chad - otherwise known as chadwick or CHADDERCHEESE!!!! sorry chad i know ya hate that one but i couldn't help it. anyways your rad. and you have a shirt that says so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114878320273255430?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114878320273255430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114878320273255430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114878320273255430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114878320273255430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/05/chad-is-rad.html' title='chad is rad'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-114878248877665359</id><published>2006-05-27T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T19:21:36.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grads are rad - like chad - who is also rad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4101.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4059.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4066.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4066.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4043.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4043.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4141.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4138.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_4147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_4147.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114878248877665359?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114878248877665359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114878248877665359' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114878248877665359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114878248877665359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/05/grads-are-rad-like-chad-who-is-also.html' title='grads are rad - like chad - who is also rad'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-114877603276824521</id><published>2006-05-27T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T17:27:12.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tea rose enemy???? tea rose has an enemy?</title><content type='html'>this is disturbing. i recieved a comment from a tea rose enemy?? i am so discouraged and depressed now and i would like to know who this coward is. come forward and show yourself. you are no longer welcome here.&lt;br /&gt;well anyways pastor tim, tea rose was kidnapped again. nate took her the night of essy's rehearsal dinner and i was sleeping in the car on the way there and essy said nate was dangling him out the window!!!! but essy saved him and he was returned safely. i am still trying to find a safe haven for tea rose during the summer months but nate said that tea rose would not leave the county unharmed so it's very dangerous at this point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOO essy graduated today!!!! and i'm so excited for her and i'll post pictures soon but micah has claimed first rights to the pics because we stole all the rehearsal dinner ones.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i gave baby ariana a bath today and she was so cute and i did it by myself and she didn't cry at all and &lt;br /&gt;i washer her hair and changed her! and then she started crying really hard when i was done... oh well. she's warming up to her coolest aunty ever though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for the long manuscript mary!!! lol i loved reading your huge comment but i deleated it just from the blog cuz it was to long for it. thanks though and don't forget to write me i'll call ya soon. :) &lt;br /&gt;i will also post pictures of tea rose so that you will know she's safe. &lt;br /&gt;yay for CHOCOLATE ELVIS WITH EXTRA CHOCOLATE!!!! ok well maybe four of my blog readers will know what i mean by that hahaha. but yeah i want one really really bad. oh and mary say hey to ashley and everyone for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye 4 now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114877603276824521?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114877603276824521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114877603276824521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114877603276824521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114877603276824521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/05/tea-rose-enemy-tea-rose-has-enemy.html' title='tea rose enemy???? tea rose has an enemy?'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-114867106184970088</id><published>2006-05-26T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T18:53:08.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pics for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3949.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3937.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3904.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this pic is for somewhere else but its here for now sorry :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3976.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nate celebrating his 28th b-day with great joy and enthusiasm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3959.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3933.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3942.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3941.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute little baby ari... i think she likes me now, she didn't cry this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3935.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look how happy grammy is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so those are most of the pics. i'll post more tomorrow after the graduation is over. so exciting. i love watching all the seniors because they're so excited and nervous and it's cute. we're doing something for natey tonight for his birthday since last night was the dinner so i better go but i'll talk to ya later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114867106184970088?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114867106184970088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114867106184970088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114867106184970088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114867106184970088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/05/pics-for-you.html' title='pics for you'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-114851695194208979</id><published>2006-05-24T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T17:29:11.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the hanging and rescue of tea rose</title><content type='html'>it was last night. i left tea rose sitting happily on my shelf and i had gone downstairs for some trivial purpose... i think to put my clothes in the washer. when i came back up jonny was standing there with a funny look on his face and i went into essy's room and i went into mom and dad's room and talked to them for a little while and cleaned the kitchen and bla bla bla and then i went back up to my room and i glanced at my shelf. he was gone. i sounded the alert by screeching allllll the way down to the basement and i pounced on nate and punched him and punched him and screamed at him and demanded that he give me tea rose and he said he wouldn't give me the tea rose because he was going to punish him and put him on trial and that he and jon would do it and then he would give me tea rose back. i knew i wouldn't win so i went upstairs for a few minutes and came down and told them they had to give him to me. then i smelt a burning smell and i got scared that had burnt poor little tea rose and melted the skin off of him... :( they didn't though i guess jonny said that they just were burning a rope. they said they were done with him and i looked everywhere and then i saw him. nate had taped poor little tea rose's paws and mouth and had put a string around his neck and hung him from the ceiling. i screeched and grabbed him down just in time. it wasn't too late so i took of the rope and the tape and kept him safe i was so sad. i don't know what to do... nate and jon made more threats against tea rose and said it wasn't over and that tea rose was never safe... i'm devestated i have to find someplace to keep him. if anyone knows of a place and would like to keep tea rose safe for me just let me know and i'll mail him to you. i can't imagine spending the whole summer without my friend but i would rather do that than know he was in any danger. thank you tea rose lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv,&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114851695194208979?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114851695194208979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114851695194208979' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114851695194208979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114851695194208979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/05/hanging-and-rescue-of-tea-rose_24.html' title='the hanging and rescue of tea rose'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-114851631193550155</id><published>2006-05-24T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T17:42:13.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no cheese or sour cream ;)</title><content type='html'>the best times of prayer are when God enables you to meet with him as if you are talking with you best friend. for me that means rambling on and on. :) i praise God for such moments that bring you closer to himself and i am so so excited for what he is doing.&lt;br /&gt;God is good. all the time. in times of great joy and great trial and his purposes are unquestionable. romans 5:3-5 :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put a large gap between that thought and this one on purpose because this is a very new subject. it is tragic. in fact i think i shall just do another post so you realize just how tragic this is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till my new post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114851631193550155?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-114849060145316024</id><published>2006-05-24T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T10:10:01.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a day on the town</title><content type='html'>so i had an appointment with the dental lady who told my i had wonderful teeth. then essy and i had to go to the mall really quick and when we got there the stores weren't quite open yet and it was really funny because we were sitting on the benches with all the odd people listening to extra slow versions of can you feel the love tonight being played on a flute. then we went to taco bell to get an amazing CHICKEN CHALUPA WITHOUT CHEESE OR SOUR CREAM!!!! YYYYYYYEEEEEEAH!!!!! then we sort of felt like a kiddie cone at mcdonalds and i wanted it in a dish so that the cone wouldn't hurt my belly and essy said she wasn't going to ask. (that was where it all went awry) so she pulls up to the drive thru and orders and here is how it all went down -&lt;br /&gt;man - welcome to mcdonalds how can i help you&lt;br /&gt;esther - i want two ice creams one without the cone&lt;br /&gt;man - our ice cream machine is broken&lt;br /&gt;esther - oh (this is the part where she is supposed to drive away but she is still sitting there)&lt;br /&gt;esther - (again) so... does that mean that there isn't any ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;man - yeah&lt;br /&gt;esther- oh. ok. well. thank you. i guess i'll go now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhhhhahahaha i was laughing soooo hard i couldn't stop. anyways i'm home now and i have to clean my room because it's very messy and micah and vanessa are coming home tomorrow for essy's graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114849060145316024?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114849060145316024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114849060145316024' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114849060145316024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114849060145316024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-on-town.html' title='a day on the town'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-114841020354637099</id><published>2006-05-23T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T12:31:49.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gluten is mean noemi</title><content type='html'>well... it's just another day at the office for ruthy. i took nate's place as OFFICE MANAGER! HA! and got twice as many reservations because i know how to close the deals. i continue to get no sleep and i have the same wretched bug bites that i recieved at the alfred's house in ga over 2 weeks ago!!!!! why do i still have them? they are persecuting me relentlessly. maybe it's an infection? do i need to add that nothing of any importance has actually occured in the past two weeks? i think that is a given. &lt;br /&gt;gluten hurts me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall is here, hear the yell&lt;br /&gt;Back to school, ring the bell&lt;br /&gt;Brand new shoes, walking blues&lt;br /&gt;Climb the fence, books and pens&lt;br /&gt;I can tell that we are going to be friends&lt;br /&gt;Yes I can tell that we are going to be friends&lt;br /&gt;Walk with me Suzy Lee&lt;br /&gt;Through the park and by the tree&lt;br /&gt;We can rest upon the ground&lt;br /&gt;And look at all the bugs we've found&lt;br /&gt;Safely walk to school without a sound&lt;br /&gt;We safely walk to school without a sound&lt;br /&gt;Well here we are no one else&lt;br /&gt;We walk to school all by ourselves&lt;br /&gt;There's dirt on our uniforms&lt;br /&gt;From chasing all the ants and worms&lt;br /&gt;We clean up and now it's time to learn&lt;br /&gt;We clean up and now it's time to learn&lt;br /&gt;Numbers letters learn to spell&lt;br /&gt;Nouns and books and show and tell&lt;br /&gt;Play time we will throw the ball&lt;br /&gt;Then back to class through the hall&lt;br /&gt;The teacher marks our height against the wall&lt;br /&gt;The teacher marks our height against the wall&lt;br /&gt;And we don't notice any time pass&lt;br /&gt;Because we don't notice anything&lt;br /&gt;And we sit side by side in every class&lt;br /&gt;The teacher thinks that I sound funny&lt;br /&gt;But she likes it when you sing&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'll dream in my bed&lt;br /&gt;While silly thoughts run through my head&lt;br /&gt;Of the bugs and alphabet&lt;br /&gt;And when I wake tomorrow I'll bet&lt;br /&gt;That you and I will walk together again&lt;br /&gt;Because I can tell that we are going to be friends&lt;br /&gt;I can tell that we are going to be friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114841020354637099?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114841020354637099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114841020354637099' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114841020354637099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114841020354637099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/05/gluten-is-mean-noemi.html' title='gluten is mean noemi'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28357985.post-114833598778860557</id><published>2006-05-22T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T03:52:44.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tea rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3928.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my bestest friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3927.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found him in the tea rose box at work.  it was a free present from the tea rose tea people.  my new cat is a collector's item.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3923.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked pete if i could keep him and he had to think for awhile and then he said yes so i adopted tea rose and put him in my pocket. nate keeps trying to smash tea rose with the cane he keeps in his room and nate and jonny keep snatching him from me. i don't think they like tea rose. all my REAL friends will love my new pet like i do. since i can't have a cat tea rose will be my cat. essy loves tea rose and nate said that if essy allies herself with tea rose he will smash her and tea rose. such hate... :(&lt;br /&gt;DON'T BE A HATER NATE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114833598778860557?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114833598778860557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114833598778860557' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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speak His Name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must I be carried to the skies&lt;br /&gt;on flowery beds of ease,&lt;br /&gt;while others fought to win the prize,&lt;br /&gt;and sailed through bloody seas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are there no foes for me to face?&lt;br /&gt;must I not stem the flood?&lt;br /&gt;is this vile world a friend to grace,&lt;br /&gt;to help me on to God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure I must fight if I would reign;&lt;br /&gt;increase my courage, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;i’ll bear the toil, endure the pain,&lt;br /&gt;supported by Thy Word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114829674340221097?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114829674340221097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3917.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3906.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3885.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/1600/IMG_3880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7068/3003/320/IMG_3880.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i fixed my settings for beef head so anybody can post a comment now.  sorry bout that! &lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114817292553783070?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114817292553783070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114817292553783070' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114817292553783070'/><link rel='self' 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TAKE MY SUNSHINE AWAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114806753924699970?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114806753924699970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114806753924699970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114806753924699970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28357985/posts/default/114806753924699970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/2006/05/sunshine.html' title='sunshine'/><author><name>Just Between You and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110291994936985212</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-28357985.post-114806162384563096</id><published>2006-05-19T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T11:03:59.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams</title><content type='html'>sleep is not so good i have wierd dreams. welllll actually some super super great dreams. :) i've never had any nightmares yet just wierd dreams.&lt;br /&gt;here is the one i had the other night.&lt;br /&gt;i was working at planet smoothie and i went home after a long hard day and all of the sudden they were yelling up the stairs telling me i had to come back to work and make a smoothie and a mediterranean chicken pita. in my dream it made me really mad because i didn't understand why the people working couldn't do it themselves i had been there all day!&lt;br /&gt;sooo i went back in and made it and came home and nate and mom were waiting for me and said i had to find a buried treasure in these people's house before i came back&lt;br /&gt;and they gave me instructions and said i had to be very careful because it was dangerous and the people might come back. so i found the treasure and lugged it up from under a bed upstairs in their house and i saw that it was all my clothes that i put away for the winter at school except that they had shiny things all over them.  so i thought maybe that's why they were so valuable but mom and nate said that they weren't it and that there wasn't a treasure after all which was upsetting because it was very dangerous... so, they walked away and then esther and i started getting chased by an alien and it was running after us and i kept trying to spray it with cleaning supplies but it kept coming and finally we got to the top of the stairs and there was a tv with a water glass on top of it just like in signs. so i grabbed the glass and dumped it on the alien and nothing happened to it but it just stopped and got this really defeated look on its face and walked out the door and they all left. &lt;br /&gt;i woke up the next morning exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;i have restless sleeps now. i don't like being chased by aliens or having bees all over me. it's highly disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114806162384563096?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114806162384563096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28357985&amp;postID=114806162384563096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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thought it was cool... i'm feeling the general vibe of support.  this is my compromise to the myspace thinger which i won't do. i told my fellow planet smoothie makers with bitterness that it was a glorified dating service.   &lt;br /&gt;today i worked out for the first time in a long time at the gym.&lt;br /&gt;this morning i had a wierd dream while i slept. i'll tell you about it sometime. my dreams are so tiring and they wear me out so i always wake up more tired than when i went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;that's all. have a restful night's sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28357985-114799723067556725?l=ruthyellis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthyellis.blogspot.com/feeds/114799723067556725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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