<?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-6981211858199761382</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:16:58.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Miller Chill</title><subtitle type='html'>I have always thought we had a reality show in the making here...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-4374642953450211348</id><published>2011-06-16T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T15:52:03.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me out to the ball game...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1, 2, 3 strikes you're out! Both of my boys are officially done with baseball season. I'm always sad to see this sport end because we are certainly a baseball family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Sammy's team didn't have the best season, but he is a natural and never ceases to amaze me with his raw talent (when he isn't stuffing sunflower seeds into his mouth of course). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Sam &amp;amp; his Coach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t9QTIxJmrcs/TfoLh3ATGvI/AAAAAAAAAfY/uUoTf3DW3eI/s200/PICT0161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618816161426905842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 182px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Sam's team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xgf6Xf3vYS0/TfoLip-EUWI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Ir4mEDNTO_Y/s200/PICT0168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618816175107756386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Sam hiding his sunflower seeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uCOl6NI4Kvo/TfoLjPjfuBI/AAAAAAAAAfo/vlwqiz61-1Y/s200/DSC01900.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618816185196853266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Sam chomping on more seeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJXjyiX-G-c/TfoLoP4yhlI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Tr4yjkbORxc/s200/DSC01904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618816271185512018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I loved watching Sean's team play! They had a great season and Sean has turned into an all-star catcher (just like his Dad &amp;amp; Grandpa). His team lost in the semi-finals by 1 run. It was a heart breaker for the kids &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; parents, and even though he was super disappointed, he didn't let it show because 2 of his best buddies were on the team that beat him. At 10, friendship is stronger than winning, and his buddies on the other team, stayed after the game to congratulate him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;All-Star Pitcher/Catcher Duo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hG6DIFi_6Qc/TfoP08x14GI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/6fCsFGtiHxQ/s200/IMG_0112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618820887440908386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Coach Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmNQSGqODCQ/TfoP0Yp0apI/AAAAAAAAAgI/_pMhCxrz8qY/s200/IMG_0103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618820877743581842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Sean &amp;amp; Benji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lj-NvWqUZqA/TfoP1YFJutI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ZclDRlz75Do/s200/IMG_0106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618820894769658578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Three Amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aynIRyeC_4o/TfoP1nQChmI/AAAAAAAAAgg/O0ojsEg7-GQ/s200/IMG_0111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618820898841855586" style="display: block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sa8qxwrrMKk/TduuYTHETEI/AAAAAAAAAfM/kUalqPExgnk/s200/DSC01910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610269493290093634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sean turns 10 this week. Where does the time go? It seems like just yesterday we were bringing him home in that tiny little pumpkin seat. Now, if he stands on his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tippy&lt;/span&gt; toes, he is as tall as me! And no, we do not keep him in a cage! We are at the baseball fields so much right now, it sort of feels like we live there. He often helps shag the balls for his brother's baseball team and took a brief second to smile for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sean invited a few of his best buddies over to celebrate with him. They had an ice cream sundae bar, a water balloon fight, and a giant bungee basketball court. Of course the Indiana weather struck again and turned the basketball court into a giant slip-n-slide. The boys practiced their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MLB&lt;/span&gt; slides in the rain and had a great time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday Sean! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f46e060bcfd0978c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df46e060bcfd0978c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D819C39F3EDFAD54D7CF56B9B19800657E59C4372.5E87C721CB58EC1224D4A67B92A5B74B29F1ADB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df46e060bcfd0978c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmVqWs1cHQaSjwSBMEBH-91PkZsc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df46e060bcfd0978c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D819C39F3EDFAD54D7CF56B9B19800657E59C4372.5E87C721CB58EC1224D4A67B92A5B74B29F1ADB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df46e060bcfd0978c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmVqWs1cHQaSjwSBMEBH-91PkZsc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-4506566254796084012?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/4506566254796084012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=4506566254796084012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4506566254796084012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4506566254796084012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2011/05/bungee-basketball.html' title='Bungee Basketball'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sa8qxwrrMKk/TduuYTHETEI/AAAAAAAAAfM/kUalqPExgnk/s72-c/DSC01910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-2713766678965769817</id><published>2011-02-14T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T17:22:55.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball Stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Sam is 6 and in 1st grade this year. He is playing in the school basketball league and is having a great time. My parents regularly attend both boys’ games on Saturdays and my mom has been keeping Sean's stats during his 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; grade games because they play full basketball rules. Sean loves it and runs over after every game to get his stat sheet from grandma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;A few weeks ago, Sam says to me and grandma, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Umm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; why don't I get a sheet with marks on it after my games?" Mom and I looked at each other and we said to Sam, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; we will keep your stats too." Well we had a really hard time coming up with categories for Sam's game because in his league the kids are matched up with a colored wristband with a similar level of player. They can't steal the ball. The refs rarely call travel or double dribble and usually whichever kid dribbles the ball up the court is the one to shoot. So what do we keep for stats? Here is what mom and I came up with for Sam's game:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Sam's Stats for 2/12/2011:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Rebounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Assists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Shots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;2/4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Injuries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Fell Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Water Breaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Jump Balls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Guarding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; (body &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;blocking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; picks)  11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Sam was thrilled with his stats after the game! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Here he is in all his glory. Notice how he looks at me like "Did you get that mom?" after his shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fcc88b493450668f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfcc88b493450668f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76B485A4AB47DDEE93513EDFCF0914AC0F111DC7.1F68C12A727675A3A614F783C55CE4D12F98B375%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfcc88b493450668f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dd0gDtkqLEYnGgCq5NIapqMqqwVA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfcc88b493450668f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76B485A4AB47DDEE93513EDFCF0914AC0F111DC7.1F68C12A727675A3A614F783C55CE4D12F98B375%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfcc88b493450668f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dd0gDtkqLEYnGgCq5NIapqMqqwVA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-2713766678965769817?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/2713766678965769817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=2713766678965769817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2713766678965769817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2713766678965769817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2011/02/basketball-stats_14.html' title='Basketball Stats'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-7939136847369973789</id><published>2011-02-04T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T10:22:14.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polar Opposites</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It still amazes me just how different my two boys are. Case in point, how the two boys handle the frozen tundra that is our yard. Notice how Sean takes a skilled approach to his air guitar solo, while sliding backwards, carefully avoiding the road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Example #1:  Sean's air guitar solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-601b342c1a6fe525" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D601b342c1a6fe525%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33FB553E9302346108F28E9FA20834086697AB4C.1EC9E1ED81812AD6C04220BAA8FC42F0198A4FED%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D601b342c1a6fe525%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdBmLTmbvILuRlFjlEyHP7R4jOrM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D601b342c1a6fe525%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33FB553E9302346108F28E9FA20834086697AB4C.1EC9E1ED81812AD6C04220BAA8FC42F0198A4FED%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D601b342c1a6fe525%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdBmLTmbvILuRlFjlEyHP7R4jOrM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then there is Sam. Who looks like Godzilla stomping on a frozen Tokyo! He cracks me up. We often call him Captain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Destructo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Example #2: Sam "Godzilla" on ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d616ddb8c3eaaca9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd616ddb8c3eaaca9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BFB166E22B33F9737222F91BCA4A1BE6A4D59DF.3CB26433AFE2CB257D67330545F46DAEC34C237F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd616ddb8c3eaaca9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtUbPWdUP4Z4h1uFdizknGqFpAQM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd616ddb8c3eaaca9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BFB166E22B33F9737222F91BCA4A1BE6A4D59DF.3CB26433AFE2CB257D67330545F46DAEC34C237F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd616ddb8c3eaaca9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtUbPWdUP4Z4h1uFdizknGqFpAQM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Regardless of their differences, we love them both dearly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-7939136847369973789?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/7939136847369973789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=7939136847369973789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7939136847369973789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7939136847369973789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2011/02/polar-opposites.html' title='Polar Opposites'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-1763539498279196280</id><published>2011-02-04T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T08:04:30.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When life hands you lemons, make lemonade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/TUwe--RKwVI/AAAAAAAAAfE/w8U6v9fn6Lo/s1600/DSC01837.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/TUwe-UDXXnI/AAAAAAAAAe8/b1HPsWoDltA/s1600/DSC01841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/TUwe-UDXXnI/AAAAAAAAAe8/b1HPsWoDltA/s200/DSC01841.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569860895034007154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What a week! It’s Thursday and the sun is out and the temp climbed up to a frosty 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;°&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. So of course my kids wanted to go outside. Indiana was pummeled all week with a terrible ice storm and everything has a 3” layer of ice. So my boys decided to have fun and ice skate in the driveway. After 3 days of sleet, freezing rain, (and yes there is a difference) ice, snow, and power outages, it was good to be outside even for a little while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/TUwe-LgDXqI/AAAAAAAAAe0/5E8kUoVbrBQ/s200/DSC01838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569860892738412194" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/TUwe--RKwVI/AAAAAAAAAfE/w8U6v9fn6Lo/s200/DSC01837.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569860906366189906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-1763539498279196280?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/1763539498279196280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=1763539498279196280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1763539498279196280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1763539498279196280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-life-hands-you-lemons-make.html' title='When life hands you lemons, make lemonade'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/TUwe-UDXXnI/AAAAAAAAAe8/b1HPsWoDltA/s72-c/DSC01841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-3450195324491157876</id><published>2011-01-19T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T06:45:20.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm toothless!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/TTb3xZkdESI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-sdQ7n1Zh9E/s1600/DSC01814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/TTb3xZkdESI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-sdQ7n1Zh9E/s200/DSC01814.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563906817712263458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sammy has been losing teeth at a record pace lately. He has lost 3 in the last 2 weeks. He cracks me up when he talks right now. I especially love how he tries to fit all kind of food through the missing tooth spot. It's great fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-3450195324491157876?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/3450195324491157876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=3450195324491157876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3450195324491157876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3450195324491157876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-toothless.html' title='I&apos;m toothless!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/TTb3xZkdESI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-sdQ7n1Zh9E/s72-c/DSC01814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-3996179045639388889</id><published>2010-12-10T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T13:04:55.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh vacays are good for the soul.</title><content type='html'>Wally and I just returned from a much needed weekend of R&amp;amp;R. We enjoyed a short cruise to the Bahamas to celebrate our 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; anniversary and Wally's 40&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday a little early. We had a wonderful time because the sun was hot, the breezes were tropical, the ocean was fairly calm, and let me tell you, the drinks were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;delish&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in the day, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BW&lt;/span&gt; (Before Wally), I used to have very active vacations, however on this trip, we did as little as possible. I read a book, enjoyed napping on the sunny pool deck, and woke up just in time to make my massage appointment in the spa. I really did feel like a Queen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I got a strong dose of reality on the last evening of our cruise. I have told a few people about this, but I am finding very few people believe me, so I wanted to add this clip I found on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the story:  Our giant cruise ship came across a tiny raft of refugees from Cuba right smack in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. The 6 people on the raft had been a float at sea for 15 days trying to make it to the United States and escape Cuba. 2 of the 6 looked like they were close to death. The other 4 weren't far behind. Even after being at sea for 15 days, the refugee's initially refused to board our ship. Apparently, they had no chance of being granted asylum by the US if they boarded a ship in International waters. They had to step onto dry land to have a better shot at freedom. I think as Americans we tend to take our rights and freedoms for granted most of the time. Now I am no policy expert and I certainly don't have all the answers to our country's border problems. I also realize I could not fathom the suffering those 6 people must have endured to make the choice they did to leave their country on that tiny raft and venture out to sea. As I watched those people bob up and down on the waves in that little raft, I felt such a sense of relief, pride, and love for my country. I have known for years how fortunate I am to be a citizen of United States of America. I love all the freedoms and opportunities my country allows. I love our constitution. I love American history. I love the founding fathers, and I love the U.S.A because it is the greatest country in the world! I guess from time to time, it's always good to have a reminder that no matter what the world thinks of the United States, people are still willing to die to have the opportunity to live here. And to me, think that says it all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a short video of the refugee raft: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;There is no sound. But the soundtrack that was playing in my head as I watched was Lee Greenwood's God Bless The U.S.A.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zhXNMydeklA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zhXNMydeklA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-3996179045639388889?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/3996179045639388889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=3996179045639388889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3996179045639388889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3996179045639388889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2010/12/ahhhh-vacays-are-good-for-soul.html' title='Ahhhh vacays are good for the soul.'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-2867461222562336918</id><published>2010-08-19T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T06:04:05.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School started</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/TG0rLSpcZMI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Mqk3yos5DPQ/s1600/DSC01690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/TG0rLSpcZMI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Mqk3yos5DPQ/s200/DSC01690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507105392328205506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Summer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vacay&lt;/span&gt; is over and my boys started school this week. I know I probably don't notice it because I am their mother and see them everyday, but they look so big and so much older than last year in this picture. Sean is in 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade and seems so mature and in control of things this year. He is confident and ready to go. Sammy is in 1st grade and is in school all day this year for the first time. I was a little worried about him the first couple of days, but he seems to really like it and is adapting very well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have a lot of photos to post about our summer activities. I will get on them and get them posted very soon when I get the last of my home remodel projects done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-2867461222562336918?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/2867461222562336918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=2867461222562336918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2867461222562336918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2867461222562336918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2010/08/school-started.html' title='School started'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/TG0rLSpcZMI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Mqk3yos5DPQ/s72-c/DSC01690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-6145922084183034329</id><published>2010-04-08T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T06:44:13.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Day Curse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If you know me at all, you know that I very rarely take a whole day to do something for just me, myself, and I. Seriously... I can't even remember the last time I did something on the spur of the moment and actually enjoyed it. (I know! I have issues.) However, yesterday the stars aligned and the universe smiled upon me for a brief moment. Every person in my house had some place to be the entire day that did not involve me taking them or picking them up. Even the dog was out for the day at the groomer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I decided to seize the moment and have a spa day for myself. I had a gift card for a massage and pedicure that I got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; year for my birthday. I got everything scheduled and even planned a little shopping trip after the spa treatments. Let me tell you, I was really proud of myself and I was looking forward to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; time! So much so, that I had to brag about how my "Perfect Day" was shaping up in a text to my BFF J-Girl. As soon as I hit the send button, I instantly got a chill up the back of my neck.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well the chill was my warning sign. My perfect day started off with Sam waking up at 6 am throwing up and having a nasty case of diarrhea. I sort of lost track of time dealing with Sam, and Sean over slept and missed the bus. I had to rush him to school just barely getting him in the door in time. I also decided to multitask and take the dog to the groomer after dropping Sean off at school. Now I was really running late so I just threw a long coat on over my PJs (Trust me... never a good idea). When I got to the groomer, I was relieved that no other cars were there and I could slip in and out without anyone seeing me in my PJs. As soon as I opened the door, Manny the wonder dog, shot out and took off across the yard at the groomer. He must have thought we were playing some kind of game because I could not catch that dog for anything. It got so bad that 2 of the groomers had to come out and help me catch him. As I turned around to get back into my car, there was a whole line of cars with people watching me. I am sure I must be on youtube by now. But wait! It's not over yet. When I got back in the car, Sam hands me a plastic bag that he had thrown up in while I was chasing the dog. And this was all before 9:30.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Some Perfect Day huh? I think I need a back up plan or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-6145922084183034329?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/6145922084183034329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=6145922084183034329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/6145922084183034329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/6145922084183034329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2010/04/perfect-day-curse.html' title='The Perfect Day Curse'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-3753892600721580858</id><published>2010-03-11T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T18:31:19.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Middle</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, I should start by saying that I love the ABC show The Middle. It is my favorite new show! I laugh so hard every time I watch this show that yes... a little pee comes out!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, if you live in Indiana you understand that the winter season can be extremely long and brutal on your sanity and physical well being. At the first sign of warmth, you send the kids outside and tell them to do something, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; that doesn't involve you in any way. I mean parents need a break too! My kids usually spend a total of 3 minutes outside before one of them is crying, bleeding, or running back in to tell on the other one. I always wonder if I can just lock the door, but my better judgment wins out and I end up going outside with them. Which means I end up organizing some activity they can do without killing each other.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last week, I was refereeing a basketball game between my two boys and slipped on the one little piece of ice still not melted in my driveway and fell right on my butt. After I got up and wiped myself off, one of the boys shot the basketball and it ricocheted off the rim and nailed me right in the nose. So this time, I was the one running in the house crying and there may have been just a little blood too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial, serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;I found this video clip today and then went outside to see if I could see the ABC satellite that must be hovering above my house, filming my family for show ideas. The scary thing is, I was wearing my red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IU&lt;/span&gt; sweatshirt when I was outside with my boys! Just like the clip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yFZ8o4rhxdY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yFZ8o4rhxdY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-3753892600721580858?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/3753892600721580858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=3753892600721580858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3753892600721580858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3753892600721580858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-i-should-start-by-saying-that-i.html' title='The Middle'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-8452578411259033681</id><published>2010-03-11T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T09:43:44.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lordy, Lordy Heather turned 40!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S5kqoXLv_EI/AAAAAAAAAeE/dQQSowQ9O1s/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 90px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S5kqoXLv_EI/AAAAAAAAAeE/dQQSowQ9O1s/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447432097187757122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The dreaded day has come and gone folks! I survived and I think I might be embracing the whole "40" thing now. What choice do I have? I heard several 40 year old jokes and got lots of advice, but I think my favorite were some of the quotes people wrote in my cards&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;"At 20 years of age the will reigns; at 30 the wit; at 40 the judgement"&lt;br /&gt;By Benjamin Franklin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;"At the age of 20, we don't care what the world thinks of us; at 30, we worry about what it is thinking of us; at 40, we discover that it wasn't thinking of us at all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;By anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;"Women deserve to have more than twelve years between the ages of twenty eight and forty"&lt;br /&gt;By James Thurber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;"The lovely thing about being forty is that you can appreciate twenty-five-year-old men"&lt;br /&gt;By Colleen McCullough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#686868;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I had a great birthday and thanks to all for the great cards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-8452578411259033681?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/8452578411259033681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=8452578411259033681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8452578411259033681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8452578411259033681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2010/03/lordy-lordy-heather-turned-40.html' title='Lordy, Lordy Heather turned 40!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S5kqoXLv_EI/AAAAAAAAAeE/dQQSowQ9O1s/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-3009819869399333978</id><published>2010-02-08T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T06:15:06.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voodoo Mamma JuJu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S3AcEvhI2_I/AAAAAAAAAd8/RT7t8pKljOc/s1600-h/Voodoo"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 60px; height: 94px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S3AcEvhI2_I/AAAAAAAAAd8/RT7t8pKljOc/s200/Voodoo" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435875618036702194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;he Colts got creamed last night! I really think the Saints used some kind of Voodoo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mamma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JuJu&lt;/span&gt; on Reggie Wayne in that game. I have not seen him ever play like that before! I kept thinking, "What the what Reggie? Snap out of it! " Unfortunately he didn't and we handed the Super Bowl trophy to the Saints. Even though I would love for Indy to be celebrating a Super Bowl win today, I am really happy for the city of New Orleans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-3009819869399333978?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/3009819869399333978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=3009819869399333978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3009819869399333978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3009819869399333978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2010/02/voodoo-mamma-juju.html' title='Voodoo Mamma JuJu!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S3AcEvhI2_I/AAAAAAAAAd8/RT7t8pKljOc/s72-c/Voodoo' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-9214484506344610996</id><published>2010-02-07T06:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T14:39:59.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO COLTS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S27T11-MUoI/AAAAAAAAAdk/H6XydgoWuw4/s1600-h/Colts+logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S27T11-MUoI/AAAAAAAAAdk/H6XydgoWuw4/s200/Colts+logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435514722257228418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The boys and I are heading out to make our Peyton Manning snowman for the big game tonight. I can not wait till 6:30! I have been saying from the beginning of the season that this is the Colt's year to win another Superbowl. The Saints are a great team but Peyton is going to be so good that it won't matter what they do. (&lt;i&gt;I hope so anyway!&lt;/i&gt;) Is it just me or is Indiana a sea of blue right now? It doesn't matter where I go, everyone has a Colts jersey on. Last night I saw someone walking their dog and yes, the man had a Colts sweatshirt on, but his dog was wearing a doggie size Manning jersey. Ha! I love it! GO COLTS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The snowman is complete. Wow is it cold out today! I hope Peyton looks better than this snowman in the game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S29ABKTjufI/AAAAAAAAAd0/6O3tRphG8Es/s1600-h/PICT0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S29ABKTjufI/AAAAAAAAAd0/6O3tRphG8Es/s200/PICT0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435633663949912562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S29AArKZtVI/AAAAAAAAAds/JmSRGy6nwOY/s1600-h/PICT0010.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S29AArKZtVI/AAAAAAAAAds/JmSRGy6nwOY/s200/PICT0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435633655590008146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-9214484506344610996?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/9214484506344610996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=9214484506344610996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/9214484506344610996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/9214484506344610996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2010/02/go-colts.html' title='GO COLTS!!!!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S27T11-MUoI/AAAAAAAAAdk/H6XydgoWuw4/s72-c/Colts+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-2291660801398509642</id><published>2010-02-05T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T11:41:00.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like old times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S2xxNB7I4RI/AAAAAAAAAdc/-5zDeSctUAI/s1600-h/IU"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S2xxNB7I4RI/AAAAAAAAAdc/-5zDeSctUAI/s200/IU" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434843318998065426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Team Miller spent last night watching the IU Hoosiers play basketball against Purdue. I have to admit that I have been a life long Hoosier fan, but over the last few years, it has not been fun to watch IU basketball for many reasons! I was ecstatic when IU hired Tom Crean and I think he is a tremendous coach. He has already turned this year's team of young players into strong competitors and even smarter players. I even find myself looking at the TV guide to find when IU plays now and college basketball just feels "right" again. However, last night our whole evening centered on the IU/Purdue game. As I looked around the room watching my two young boys cheer for IU while stuffing popcorn into their mouths, I thought to myself, "this is how it should be in Indiana!" Just like it was when I was a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-2291660801398509642?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/2291660801398509642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=2291660801398509642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2291660801398509642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2291660801398509642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2010/02/feels-like-old-times.html' title='Feels like old times'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/S2xxNB7I4RI/AAAAAAAAAdc/-5zDeSctUAI/s72-c/IU' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-3713888852731946121</id><published>2010-02-01T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T12:15:52.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Miller boys have been hard at it lately on the basketball court. Sean's 3rd grade team is playing their last game this week and will move into the 3rd grade tournament next weekend. Sean is doing so well and has improved so much this year, despite his over excited mother in the stands. Some how I have turned into Sharon Johnson! (Only you fellow Hope people will understand that one.)  I am extremely proud of him! I am usually to busy at the games coaching from the stands to take a good picture or video of him in action, but at a recent game, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; was there and volunteered to do it for me. Thanks J! (Warning: You may want to turn your volume down on Sean's clip!) Sean is #4 on the white team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Okay Sean... here is your ESPN Highlight Video:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-17837641cc001b9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D017837641cc001b9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F6F7C10EFE75E0661725594A9698B3B76E0C7A1.2C403BF1CA31A342DE3EE96DD42985BD4A821E77%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D17837641cc001b9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH3WPD3Xxa7r9ergeWR9Wy1YqZac&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D017837641cc001b9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F6F7C10EFE75E0661725594A9698B3B76E0C7A1.2C403BF1CA31A342DE3EE96DD42985BD4A821E77%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D17837641cc001b9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH3WPD3Xxa7r9ergeWR9Wy1YqZac&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I have to give equal time here... Sam is in the Upward 5 year old league this year and loves it! His team is so much fun to watch. They are just kids having fun. This video doesn't show Sam making a basket because, Julie was just learning to use the camera and well... dang those kids move fast! So maybe next time! Sam is #2 in the orange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sammy's ESPN Highlight:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ba9b7f4f30a9100d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dba9b7f4f30a9100d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C6E93C29C4C8F3A7B096319478D55775BD614D2.2AB1B44EA6515F3C58FD708B17073DB8FBCC3358%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dba9b7f4f30a9100d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDH5hYQgt93SREj5nYO2uoaQSnTM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dba9b7f4f30a9100d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C6E93C29C4C8F3A7B096319478D55775BD614D2.2AB1B44EA6515F3C58FD708B17073DB8FBCC3358%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dba9b7f4f30a9100d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDH5hYQgt93SREj5nYO2uoaQSnTM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-3713888852731946121?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/3713888852731946121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=3713888852731946121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3713888852731946121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3713888852731946121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2010/02/basketball-fever.html' title='Basketball Fever'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-446694651033286639</id><published>2009-11-30T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T06:03:29.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wally and I celebrated our 13th anniversary over the Thanksgiving weekend. I have to admit that I was a little concerned when I woke up on Tuesday morning because I found a heartfelt "Happy Anniversary" on a index card shoved in the keyboard of my Mac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SxPPruF6MRI/AAAAAAAAAdM/0IxcNcH5yJ8/s1600/DSC01585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SxPPruF6MRI/AAAAAAAAAdM/0IxcNcH5yJ8/s200/DSC01585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409895927416238354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He did redeem himself a little later on. He sent me 13 peach roses. They are really beautiful and smell great. We also went out to dinner and a movie over the weekend. Happy Anniversary W!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SxPQLvXUlNI/AAAAAAAAAdU/QVeKIgIHjdY/s1600/DSC01586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SxPQLvXUlNI/AAAAAAAAAdU/QVeKIgIHjdY/s200/DSC01586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409896477513520338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-446694651033286639?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/446694651033286639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=446694651033286639' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/446694651033286639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/446694651033286639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/11/13-years.html' title='13 years'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SxPPruF6MRI/AAAAAAAAAdM/0IxcNcH5yJ8/s72-c/DSC01585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-1879492761711806517</id><published>2009-11-24T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T13:22:45.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My day with Sarah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a truly unique experience just a few days ago. I went to try and get my copy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Going Rogue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;signed by Sarah Palin. I enlisted the company of my BFF Julie and off we went, oh so early in the morning to get a wristband, to then get in line in the evening to get our book signed. We had to wait 3 hours in the cold, wet Indiana weather, but we did get a wristband. I was so excited! I think Julie was just glad we actually got a wristband and got to go into a heated area after waiting so long in the miserable weather. We had a few hours to kill until Sarah arrived so we did a little shopping to try and beef up our outerwear a little, we got some lunch, and then took in a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The line when we arrived! You can see Borders way, way up there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Swwj98AVdoI/AAAAAAAAAc0/VRfoQTjGqho/s1600/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Swwj98AVdoI/AAAAAAAAAc0/VRfoQTjGqho/s200/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407736799551649410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finally we got our wristbands!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SwxL5mQeY3I/AAAAAAAAAdE/mU7q54FOMCg/s1600/GetAttachment-3.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SwxL5mQeY3I/AAAAAAAAAdE/mU7q54FOMCg/s200/GetAttachment-3.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407780705459397490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Swwj9cu7paI/AAAAAAAAAcs/3-k8BchTYbo/s1600/GetAttachment-2.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Swwj9cu7paI/AAAAAAAAAcs/3-k8BchTYbo/s200/GetAttachment-2.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407736791157155234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then it was time. Around 6:00 PM, a huge blue bus pulled up in front of Borders Bookstore and out came Sarah Palin in 4 inch heels holding her baby boy Trig. I am telling you it was like a rock star had just arrived! The crowd went crazy with cheers and yells. Sarah said a few words to the crowd and then got down to business signing books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sarah's Bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SwwldkhzVAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/w73adBd_tbY/s1600/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SwwldkhzVAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/w73adBd_tbY/s200/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407738442517009410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I sincerely wish this story had a happy ending but I am sorry to say it does not. Julie and I waited another 3 long hours in the now dark, cold, wet Indiana weather and didn't get in to get our books signed. I think the bookstore over estimated how long it might take to sign 1,000 copies because they barely got through half of the wristbands. Let me tell you, it was a very tiring, chilly day, and I think I had a little tear rolling down my cheek when we left Noblesville. However, I did get to spend the day with my BFF and I really enjoyed talking to all the people there. I can honestly say... I would do it all over again! Not so sure I could talk Julie into it again but I know I would. Thanks J for going! You are the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-1879492761711806517?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/1879492761711806517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=1879492761711806517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1879492761711806517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1879492761711806517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-day-with-sarah.html' title='My day with Sarah'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Swwj98AVdoI/AAAAAAAAAc0/VRfoQTjGqho/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-2791003896460802106</id><published>2009-11-16T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T11:11:21.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO COLTS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SwGjkaVZSvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/mayl19Ya8Ik/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 88px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SwGjkaVZSvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/mayl19Ya8Ik/s200/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404780873760983794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wow! What a game last night! I think Wally and I jumped around as much as we did when IU won the NCAA Championship way back in 1987. I really think this might be another Championship year for the Colts. And to think... Wally and I turned down tickets to last nights game because it was the late Sunday night game. What were we thinking? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-2791003896460802106?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/2791003896460802106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=2791003896460802106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2791003896460802106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2791003896460802106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/11/go-colts.html' title='GO COLTS!!!!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SwGjkaVZSvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/mayl19Ya8Ik/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-8445161653134022847</id><published>2009-10-27T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T08:28:59.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Suc43ufvYFI/AAAAAAAAAb8/UPLxw-bw1SU/s1600-h/DSC01566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Suc43ufvYFI/AAAAAAAAAb8/UPLxw-bw1SU/s200/DSC01566.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397345208451948626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We carved our pumpkins a little early this week since Wally is traveling. I just love Halloween! The boys think their pumpkins are sooo scary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Sum0KnlnejI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ma9zZsL-o8Y/s1600-h/DSC01568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Sum0KnlnejI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ma9zZsL-o8Y/s200/DSC01568.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398043722898700850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Sum0KSYHnhI/AAAAAAAAAcE/N_epdkG9pA8/s1600-h/DSC01562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Sum0KSYHnhI/AAAAAAAAAcE/N_epdkG9pA8/s200/DSC01562.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398043717204942354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-8445161653134022847?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/8445161653134022847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=8445161653134022847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8445161653134022847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8445161653134022847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Suc43ufvYFI/AAAAAAAAAb8/UPLxw-bw1SU/s72-c/DSC01566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-4662254745944760844</id><published>2009-10-27T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T16:24:56.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatcha doing with the world kid?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Sean finished his pumpkin globe and I don't know who was happier... me or him? I swear every time Wally or I touched that pumpkin, something fell off of it. It was stressful man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Here is his finished project for all you people that kept asking me what a pumpkin globe was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Suc07enXjiI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Z4Jlho961zE/s1600-h/DSC01553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Suc07enXjiI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Z4Jlho961zE/s200/DSC01553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397340874861940258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Suc07qrtpQI/AAAAAAAAAbU/gJeE5t0yJpU/s1600-h/DSC01554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Suc07qrtpQI/AAAAAAAAAbU/gJeE5t0yJpU/s200/DSC01554.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397340878101390594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-4662254745944760844?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/4662254745944760844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=4662254745944760844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4662254745944760844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4662254745944760844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-cha-doing-with-world-kid.html' title='Whatcha doing with the world kid?'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Suc07enXjiI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Z4Jlho961zE/s72-c/DSC01553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-5196402817998507716</id><published>2009-08-27T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:45:04.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dum, Dum, Da Dum...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Spb8yPPF4kI/AAAAAAAAAbE/UFBH598em7w/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Spb8yPPF4kI/AAAAAAAAAbE/UFBH598em7w/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374761145326756418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I let Sam have his little friend Whitney over after school today and I laughed so hard at those two that my stomach hurt. They are both in kindergarten together and both have very strong personalities. After they devoured their lunch, they decided to go on an adventure and only talk to each other with walkie-talkies for the rest of their playtime. They spent two hours talking at the exact same time and standing within a foot of each other. They did stick to the plan and only talked to each other through the walkie-talkies. Of course Sam had to spice up the conversations by burping and I think he even tooted into the walkie-talkie several times. This got a great response from Whitney! When Whitney's mom showed up to retrieve her, Whitney asked, "Sam can I take one walkie-talkie home with me so we can talk at night before we go to sleep?" (Whitney lives in our neighborhood) Sam said, "Okay sure! But does this mean we are married now?" Whitney replies, "Well of course we are!" Sam says, "Okay, I guess I will marry you, but I am not kissing you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Let me tell you, from what I heard this afternoon, all the orders, demands, talking at the exact same time, miscommunication, bodily sounds, laughter, etc. they sure sounded exactly like an old married couple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-5196402817998507716?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/5196402817998507716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=5196402817998507716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5196402817998507716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5196402817998507716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/08/dum-dum-da-dum.html' title='Dum, Dum, Da Dum...'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Spb8yPPF4kI/AAAAAAAAAbE/UFBH598em7w/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-2665891377146926150</id><published>2009-08-26T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T13:25:22.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Potty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got this as an email today and had to share it. I have seriously laughed so hard at this, that I think just a little pee pee came out! Okay... maybe you just have to have two boys to appreciate the bathroom humor. You decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);   font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0em !important; margin-right: 0em !important; margin-bottom: 0em !important; margin-left: 0em !important; padding-top: 0em !important; padding-right: 0em !important; padding-bottom: 0em !important; padding-left: 0em !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The Potty:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0em !important; margin-right: 0em !important; margin-bottom: 0em !important; margin-left: 0em !important; padding-top: 0em !important; padding-right: 0em !important; padding-bottom: 0em !important; padding-left: 0em !important; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;    font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A LITTLE THREE YEAR OLD BOY IS SITTING ON THE TOILET. HIS MOTHER THINKS HE HAS BEEN IN THERE TOO LONG, SO SHE GOES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;    font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;    font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;IN TO SEE WHAT'S UP.  THE LITTLE BOY IS SITTING ON THE TOILET READING A BOOK.  BUT ABOUT EVERY 10 SECONDS OR SO HE PUTS THE BOOK DOWN, GRIPS ONTO TO THE TOILET SEAT WITH HIS LEFT HAND AND HITS HIMSELF ON TOP OF THE HEAD WITH HIS RIGHT HAND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0em !important; margin-right: 0em !important; margin-bottom: 0em !important; margin-left: 0em !important; padding-top: 0em !important; padding-right: 0em !important; padding-bottom: 0em !important; padding-left: 0em !important; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;    font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;HIS MOTHER SAYS: "BILLY, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT? YOU'VE BEEN IN HERE FOR A WHILE. BILLY SAYS: "I'M FINE, MOMMY.. I JUST HAVEN'T GONE 'DOODY' YET."  MOTHER SAYS: "OK, YOU CAN STAY HERE A FEW MORE MINUTES. BUT,  BILLY,  WHY ARE YOU HITTING YOURSELF ON THE HEAD?" BILLY SAYS: "WORKS FOR KETCHUP."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0em !important; margin-right: 0em !important; margin-bottom: 0em !important; margin-left: 0em !important; padding-top: 0em !important; padding-right: 0em !important; padding-bottom: 0em !important; padding-left: 0em !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);  font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SpWZdfHkT0I/AAAAAAAAAa8/54FmIhUUv_c/s1600-h/mime-attachment.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SpWZdfHkT0I/AAAAAAAAAa8/54FmIhUUv_c/s200/mime-attachment.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374370462185049922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 147px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0em !important; margin-right: 0em !important; margin-bottom: 0em !important; margin-left: 0em !important; padding-top: 0em !important; padding-right: 0em !important; padding-bottom: 0em !important; padding-left: 0em !important; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;    font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;color:black;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-2665891377146926150?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/2665891377146926150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=2665891377146926150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2665891377146926150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2665891377146926150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/08/potty.html' title='The Potty'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SpWZdfHkT0I/AAAAAAAAAa8/54FmIhUUv_c/s72-c/mime-attachment.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-6413981287342150953</id><published>2009-08-12T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T06:15:53.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A collective SIGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SoK-TzQjlzI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Q4Eya7mMnYM/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SoK-TzQjlzI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Q4Eya7mMnYM/s200/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369062953165494066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Summer is over and the boys started back to school today. Sean started 3rd grade and seems to have a wonderful teacher this year. She refers to her class as a "Team" which I love! I also use this terminology to describe my family... Team Miller. I think Sean is going to have a great year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sammy started Kindergarten and charged onto that bus with sheer excitement and determination! I cried just a little and then followed that bus to school to be sure my little ninja didn't somehow get lost in the shuffle of the first day. (Seriously! The kid can disappear into thin air right before your eyes!) He marched into school with the rest of the kindergartners with a big smile on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then... there was a collective sigh of relief from all the mothers that had secretly gathered to be sure their kids made it to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-6413981287342150953?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/6413981287342150953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=6413981287342150953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/6413981287342150953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/6413981287342150953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/08/collective-sigh.html' title='A collective SIGH'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SoK-TzQjlzI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Q4Eya7mMnYM/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-4305900381869004337</id><published>2009-07-29T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T16:48:40.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Miller travels South</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Wally had to go to Stone Mountain, GA. last week for business and the kids and I tagged along to for a little R&amp;amp;R. I wish I could tell you I relaxed, but I don't think we stopped for 10 minutes the whole 5 days! We had a great time at Stone Mountain. That place was the perfect spot for my boys: hiking trails, rock climbing, duck boats, and sky hikes. Trust me I am exhausted from it all. Now I remember visiting the Georgia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Herron's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; as a kid and walking up Stone Mountain, but I am fairly sure when I climbed the mountain, it was not in July and it wasn't 95 degrees out! So the kids and I took the trolley to the top. However, there were a few enthusiasts that dared hike the 1+ mile uphill trek and let me tell you, they were sprawled out in a sweaty heap all over the top of that mountain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We spent our last night in Georgia in downtown Atlanta at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Peachtree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Westin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the 62&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; floor. Yes, you read that right, the 62&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; floor! We were way up there. Our hotel was a block or so from Centennial Park where the Olympics were held in '96. It was a super busy place and we were lucky to get into the Coca Cola Museum later in the afternoon. We really enjoyed the museum and the kids were mesmerized by everything. At the end of the tour you get to go to the tasting area and sample over 60 different coke products from around the world. Let me tell you, some countries drink some nasty stuff! My favorite new drink is Pineapple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fanta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My favorite part of the trip was getting to visit my Uncle Dave, Aunt Judy, Cousin Sydney, and her baby boy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Langdon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. They took my family out to eat at very nice restaurant that primarily is known for Bison. It was actually very good and much leaner than cow beef. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Anyway, we made it back home and I only need to hang on another week or so and school will start. My patience is wearing very thin at this point in the summer, so I am literally counting the days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We made it to the top!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SnDUgd_dQGI/AAAAAAAAAaE/UddIPubOpss/s1600-h/GetAttachment-2.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SnDUgd_dQGI/AAAAAAAAAaE/UddIPubOpss/s200/GetAttachment-2.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364020810469949538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The boys got to drive the duck boats &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(BTW the captain was Ruben &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Studdard's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; cousin. Ruben from American Idol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SnDUD1th8II/AAAAAAAAAZs/MaBJUUfUKno/s200/GetAttachment-5.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364020318621003906" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SnDUDXYhF4I/AAAAAAAAAZk/DZ5-no2CD0I/s200/GetAttachment-4.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364020310479804290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he sky hike (I was freaking out!) This was only the first level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SnDUDOMVjtI/AAAAAAAAAZc/tI5pDQFGg8M/s200/0724091037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364020308012797650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Rock Climbing (That is Sean and I am still freaking out!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SnDbPeeRPtI/AAAAAAAAAas/58CkJKQ0udY/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SnDbPeeRPtI/AAAAAAAAAas/58CkJKQ0udY/s200/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364028215122804434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Having a ball at the park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SnDUhCyrULI/AAAAAAAAAaM/hJWC4emR48I/s1600-h/0725091157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SnDUhCyrULI/AAAAAAAAAaM/hJWC4emR48I/s200/0725091157.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364020820348457138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The view from the 62d floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SnDZzXk92cI/AAAAAAAAAak/qweXFGaWDI4/s1600-h/GetAttachment-6.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SnDZzXk92cI/AAAAAAAAAak/qweXFGaWDI4/s200/GetAttachment-6.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364026632723880386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration:"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-4305900381869004337?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/4305900381869004337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=4305900381869004337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4305900381869004337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4305900381869004337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/07/team-miller-travels-south.html' title='Team Miller travels South'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SnDUgd_dQGI/AAAAAAAAAaE/UddIPubOpss/s72-c/GetAttachment-2.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-2243896460817502497</id><published>2009-07-17T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T15:40:11.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 4th of July Preface:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My family was very lucky to spend the 4th of July Holiday with the "Texas Girls" and their parents, Jeff and Jenny. Wally and I had this grand plan to take the Texas Millers and our own Team Miller to the Indians game on the 4th. There was supposed to be fireworks at the baseball stadium right after the game and an even bigger fireworks display after that in downtown Indy. What could be better? Baseball, hot dogs, beer, fireworks, and family. The perfect 4th of July right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well not so much. The weather was awful and it rained all day. We went to the game hoping the clouds would part, but no luck. The 8 of us stood around in $1 store rain slickers (that looked like body condoms) for 3 hours. The game was postponed. The kids filled up on junk food and I think we probably spent $100 on hot dogs and popcorn.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When we got home, everyone was wet, cold, and tired. The kids watched a few fireworks from our back porch and the adults enjoyed a nice beverage. At some point we were all having so much fun that our “wonder dog” Manny got into our guest’s luggage and came out with underwear on his head. He then proceeded to eat most of it! We all had a good time. Then everyone went to bed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Sometime after midnight, all hell broke loose. My sweet little niece Mollianne, got a terrible stomach ache and well... sort of exploded! I mean she really let loose and I think everything she ate at the ballgame came out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-2243896460817502497?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/2243896460817502497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=2243896460817502497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2243896460817502497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2243896460817502497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-4th-of-july-preface_17.html' title='My 4th of July Preface:'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-3381554719099611075</id><published>2009-07-17T15:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T15:43:50.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Things I heard on the 4th of July...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Wally:  Come quick! Mollianne exploded all over the guest bedroom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Jeff:  Uh... I think you guys are gonna have to repaint this room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Me:  Bowls! Bowls! Holy Crap! We need more bowls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Jeff:  Don't even go in the bathroom. It might be worse than the bedroom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Wally:  Where is this kid's mother? What in the world did she eat that was green?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Me:  Mollianne it's okay. Can I get you anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Jeff: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Don't put anything else in her. Her head just stopped spinning around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Wally:  Jeff, get Mollianne and go sit down in the recliner and take care of her. Heather and I will clean this up. (However what came out sounded more like this: Jeff, get Mollianne and get your ass in your van, and get back over to Mom's in Greensburg! I will bring your wife and daughter there tomorrow!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Wally:  I think I am going to need a putty knife to get this off! And I'm sorry my dog ate your underpants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Jenny:  After waking up, Yawn... (with a big stretch) that was the best I have slept since we left Texas! Why do you guys look so tired?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What can you say? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Rain slickers for 8 from the $1store:&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;$2.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;8 tickets to the Indians game:&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;$70.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hot dogs and popcorn for the kids:&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;$100.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Spending quality time with family:&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;PRICELESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-3381554719099611075?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/3381554719099611075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=3381554719099611075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3381554719099611075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3381554719099611075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/07/top-10-things-i-heard-on-4th-of-july_17.html' title='Top 10 Things I heard on the 4th of July...'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-7785556413952007299</id><published>2009-07-15T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T14:38:36.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Training Wheels are off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 18px; "&gt;Sam was determined that this was the summer to get rid of those training wheels. He told us that he is 5 and big boys don't have training wheels on their bikes. So off they came and off he went. I am very proud of him and this is the perfect week for him to master a new skill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yesterday his best friends in the world moved (only a mile away, but he is 5, so it might as well have been on the other side of the world!). He has been looking out his window at their house with the saddest little face. Today he had to go to the doctor for his Kindergarten check-up and he got 3 shots to update his vaccinations. He wasn't real happy about that! He told me that this has been the worst week ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So you can imagine how happy I am that he has found something to take his mind off his problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Go Sammy Go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Sl5Lpg3dSdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Yndj_SfXDxA/s1600-h/IMG00022-20090715-1513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Sl5Lpg3dSdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Yndj_SfXDxA/s200/IMG00022-20090715-1513.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358803783186729426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-7785556413952007299?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/7785556413952007299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=7785556413952007299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7785556413952007299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7785556413952007299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/07/training-wheels-are-off.html' title='The Training Wheels are off!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Sl5Lpg3dSdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Yndj_SfXDxA/s72-c/IMG00022-20090715-1513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-5981172818931393307</id><published>2009-06-29T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T11:12:14.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The patio I've always wanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I finally got the patio I have wanted since we moved into this house. It only took $1K, 10,000 lbs. of gravel and sand (Wally shoveled by hand), a week of forced vacation, a lot of foul language (from Wally about all the shoveling of rock and gravel), and voila... two beautiful paver patios! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Skjhl-3C9dI/AAAAAAAAAX0/7l44zaFEeag/s200/DSC01438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352776199775122898" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SkjhmPcFkGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/kQr2g9ODGu4/s200/DSC01439.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352776204225450082" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Skjhmv75UII/AAAAAAAAAYE/utFwP7Oi6fU/s200/DSC01440.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352776212948799618" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SkkBfy-mdiI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Q_A2ngIwFMw/s1600-h/DSC01466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SkkBfy-mdiI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Q_A2ngIwFMw/s200/DSC01466.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352811277878457890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SkkBfYfSBZI/AAAAAAAAAY0/misfRRyrCJo/s1600-h/DSC01465.JPG"&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SkkBfYfSBZI/AAAAAAAAAY0/misfRRyrCJo/s200/DSC01465.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352811270767773074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SkkBfFi-vMI/AAAAAAAAAYs/-2H40oljAAw/s1600-h/DSC01463.JPG"&gt; &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SkkBfFi-vMI/AAAAAAAAAYs/-2H40oljAAw/s200/DSC01463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352811265683012802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The Final Product&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SkkAlKClLNI/AAAAAAAAAYM/DKXtsHJpwMY/s1600-h/DSC01464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SkkAlKClLNI/AAAAAAAAAYM/DKXtsHJpwMY/s200/DSC01464.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352810270456884434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Good Job Wally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-5981172818931393307?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/5981172818931393307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=5981172818931393307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5981172818931393307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5981172818931393307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/06/patio-ive-always-wanted.html' title='The patio I&apos;ve always wanted'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Skjhl-3C9dI/AAAAAAAAAX0/7l44zaFEeag/s72-c/DSC01438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-1843866544091183141</id><published>2009-05-14T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T07:42:40.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Storms, old video tapes, and the season finale of Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The boys and I had a very interesting night last night. Dad was traveling for work and I had this grand plan to get the kids in bed early. Wednesday was the season finale of Lost and I rarely get to watch it without Wally questioning every character and plot twist. So I spent most of the day planning and organizing exactly what to do to make the evening run like clockwork. Well, the universe had other plans and sent a horrible thunderstorm directly over my house, which interrupted my whole evening. We lost electricity (only to find that the boys had run the batteries down on every flashlight), had terrible lightning, torrential down pours, and hail. The boys and I spent a little time in the basement because it looked that bad out for awhile and the tornado sirens went off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So to keep their minds off of the terrible storm, I decided to find a video they could watch. I dug through the stack of tapes and found an old Rescue Hero's box and pulled the tape out. To my surprise the video was not the Rescue Hero's but instead one of my High School basketball games. I was intrigued and of course the boys wanted to watch their mom play. So here is a little of the conversations that took place while watching the 20 year old video:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sam: Sean did you know mom played basketball?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sean: Yes. How do you think she knew how to coach your basketball team this year Sam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sam: Hmm... Which one is mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: I am #22 in the white uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sean: That can't be you! They keep calling you Heather Herron. Why do they keep calling you Heather Herron?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: Yes that is me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sean: Do they not know your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: That &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; my name back then. I had not married your dad yet. I was only 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sean: What? Well what is that thing on your leg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: It is a knee brace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sam: Dad broke her leg when he ran over mom with the car when she was little! Remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: No! I hurt my leg and had to have knee surgery and wear a special brace. And dad did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; run over me in a car! It was someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: Look... there is papaw Herron helping coach my team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sean: He had a lot of hair back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sam: Papaw looks different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sean: Oh wait... I think I see Julie! Yes! That guy just said her name. See mom he knows her name! Julie McNamee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sam: Where is Julie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sean: Right there... the one who keeps making all the baskets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: Yes that is mom's BFF Julie. We were on the same team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sean: Well, um... she is making all her baskets mom and you aren't. Was Julie better than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sam: Yeah! Julie scored again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sean: Let's keep this video of Julie out so we can watch it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sam: Yeah! Go Julie! She is good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well as you can imagine, I had to turn that video off and send those kids to bed. They were up several more times due to the thunderstorm, but I finally got everyone to sleep and luckily the electricity stayed on long enough to DVR Lost. Whew! I had to laugh at my kids not being too thrilled at watching me and completely in awe of Julie's basketball skills. Can they keep you humble or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-1843866544091183141?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/1843866544091183141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=1843866544091183141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1843866544091183141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1843866544091183141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/05/storms-old-video-tapes-and-season.html' title='Storms, old video tapes, and the season finale of Lost'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-3178427480740906930</id><published>2009-05-14T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:28:03.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Graduate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sam graduated from preschool this week! He was very proud of himself and did a great job this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this thing real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-16b002840adeeb96" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D16b002840adeeb96%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D641F4EA1A4EF18B60B5B3F4C7B0A8BE51668FDAB.B2AA6897FB169F5A32D4354F19EA7EDBFA32BE7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D16b002840adeeb96%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3v9GorRiqzyAkLrl1s8ztxYnpD0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D16b002840adeeb96%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D641F4EA1A4EF18B60B5B3F4C7B0A8BE51668FDAB.B2AA6897FB169F5A32D4354F19EA7EDBFA32BE7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D16b002840adeeb96%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3v9GorRiqzyAkLrl1s8ztxYnpD0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sam and Miss Katie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SgxoAVUHuyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/g239hzta2pM/s1600-h/DSC01413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SgxoAVUHuyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/g239hzta2pM/s200/DSC01413.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335754013458021154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 147px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sam's best buds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(they bumped heads posing for the pic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SgxoASVmKSI/AAAAAAAAAXs/M1gWFrCM2s4/s1600-h/DSC01421.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SgxoASVmKSI/AAAAAAAAAXs/M1gWFrCM2s4/s200/DSC01421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335754012658903330" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-3178427480740906930?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=16b002840adeeb96&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/3178427480740906930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=3178427480740906930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3178427480740906930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3178427480740906930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduate.html' title='The Graduate'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SgxoAVUHuyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/g239hzta2pM/s72-c/DSC01413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-3957019155701641574</id><published>2009-04-12T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T16:46:09.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SeJ9IoHxAMI/AAAAAAAAAXc/2bO4cfyizWU/s1600-h/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SeJ9IoHxAMI/AAAAAAAAAXc/2bO4cfyizWU/s200/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323955296667762882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I had to show off my two handsome boys! I very rarely get them out of jeans and a t-shirt, but today they really stepped it up. Sam thought he looked like the President. Sean thought he looked so nice he might get married today. Happy Easter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-3957019155701641574?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/3957019155701641574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=3957019155701641574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3957019155701641574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3957019155701641574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SeJ9IoHxAMI/AAAAAAAAAXc/2bO4cfyizWU/s72-c/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-7789069015912313103</id><published>2009-03-25T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T12:11:01.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sammy turns 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My little baby turned 5 on Monday. It is hard for me to imagine that 5 years have gone by so fast. None the less, Sam is thrilled to be a year older! He got a new bike and a blue Nintendo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; for his birthday. He thinks he is the king of the world! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Scp_2emFj3I/AAAAAAAAAXM/_q03d_2yZP0/s1600-h/DSC01395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Scp_2emFj3I/AAAAAAAAAXM/_q03d_2yZP0/s200/DSC01395.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317202883966766962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Scp_2QXJjCI/AAAAAAAAAXE/TozPQXsc6U8/s1600-h/DSC01385.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Scp_2QXJjCI/AAAAAAAAAXE/TozPQXsc6U8/s200/DSC01385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317202880146017314" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-7789069015912313103?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/7789069015912313103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=7789069015912313103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7789069015912313103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7789069015912313103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/03/sammy-turns-5.html' title='Sammy turns 5'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Scp_2emFj3I/AAAAAAAAAXM/_q03d_2yZP0/s72-c/DSC01395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-9009252729683047074</id><published>2009-03-25T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T12:08:12.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out Troy Bolton!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Sean has had one of the busiest weeks ever. Last night he had Math Club, basketball awards night, and the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade Spring Musical. I played chauffeur and drove him to and picked him up from all events. I was exhausted. He was thrilled with all the activity and the fast pace of the evening! The funniest part was when he told me that he really is just like Troy Bolton rushing from basketball to the Spring Musical. A star is born!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade musical (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Seussical&lt;/span&gt; the Musical) was so cute. The kids did a great job! I forgot to charge my camcorder battery yesterday so this was my first attempt to take a video on my camera. It took me a few seconds to get the auto focus right, so bare with me! The show was about 25 minutes but I thought I would share a minute or so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-80df8541fef6834f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D80df8541fef6834f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66C67211376AFE9DB9ED4DC9099E508554FDF517.5F7BA915B8CB0DFFDD3CB0B6B14F4FA0490BC3EC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D80df8541fef6834f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJaPwWTdY04EidwDe0Dke9GXtnPs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D80df8541fef6834f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66C67211376AFE9DB9ED4DC9099E508554FDF517.5F7BA915B8CB0DFFDD3CB0B6B14F4FA0490BC3EC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D80df8541fef6834f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJaPwWTdY04EidwDe0Dke9GXtnPs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-9009252729683047074?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=80df8541fef6834f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/9009252729683047074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=9009252729683047074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/9009252729683047074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/9009252729683047074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/03/watch-out-troy-bolton.html' title='Watch out Troy Bolton!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-7758207298829729803</id><published>2009-03-17T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T13:00:35.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benjamin Franklin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Sean had a project this semester to pick a famous American, write a report about this person, then give a 2-3 minute oral report about what he learned to his class. He chose Benjamin Franklin and did a great job on the project. Let me tell you, that Ben Franklin was a cutting edge colonist! Part of the assignment was to dress like the famous American while giving the oral report. So I guess we need to send a big Thanks to Aunt Barb for helping us so much with the costume. I think he turned out fairly authentic. I can't tell you how many times I used quotes from Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure while he was researching for this project, but Sean just looked at me like I had 3 heads! I mean how many times in your life are you going to be able to quote that movie? "Bogus dude!" "Dude, be excellent to each other!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Sb_8j07E_EI/AAAAAAAAAW8/8SBEcQY83Q8/s1600-h/BenFranklin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Sb_8j07E_EI/AAAAAAAAAW8/8SBEcQY83Q8/s200/BenFranklin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314243777752529986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-7758207298829729803?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/7758207298829729803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=7758207298829729803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7758207298829729803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7758207298829729803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/03/benjamin-franklin.html' title='Benjamin Franklin'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/Sb_8j07E_EI/AAAAAAAAAW8/8SBEcQY83Q8/s72-c/BenFranklin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-1596550128170446620</id><published>2009-02-25T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:29:22.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission: Build A Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:18px;"&gt;Sam's preschool class went on a field trip to Build A Bear today. I volunteered to go, but riding the bus to the mall was much more exciting than riding with mom. So I drove by myself there and back. I think I have already lost him to his friends and the bus at the ripe old age of 4! I forgot to take my camera today so I had to use my cell phone. The pictures aren't that good. The kids had a great time and enjoyed all the "bear fun".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SaXM112J6zI/AAAAAAAAAWc/kfrjd-xA5HE/s1600-h/GetAttachment-2.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SaXM112J6zI/AAAAAAAAAWc/kfrjd-xA5HE/s200/GetAttachment-2.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306872961285352242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids had to wear their animals until it was time to stuff them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SaXM2PwWp-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/irh2gzq0oPs/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SaXM2PwWp-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/irh2gzq0oPs/s200/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306872968240343010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sam actually is patient at times! Who knew?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SaXM1lxHd8I/AAAAAAAAAWU/0L4lBiVsY9g/s1600-h/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SaXM1lxHd8I/AAAAAAAAAWU/0L4lBiVsY9g/s200/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306872956969252802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The whole class had to cheese it up after the mission was complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-1596550128170446620?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/1596550128170446620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=1596550128170446620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1596550128170446620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1596550128170446620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/02/mission-build-bear.html' title='Mission: Build A Bear'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SaXM112J6zI/AAAAAAAAAWc/kfrjd-xA5HE/s72-c/GetAttachment-2.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-5830507683326164167</id><published>2009-02-17T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:21:12.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SZrUIn4FZII/AAAAAAAAAV8/MVmN1NiwC4M/s1600-h/3282271196_57bae47476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SZrUIn4FZII/AAAAAAAAAV8/MVmN1NiwC4M/s200/3282271196_57bae47476.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303784755790439554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ArialMT; font-size: 16pt; "&gt;My mother in law turned 70 last week and most of her sons, their wives, and even her granddaughter took her out for dinner to celebrate. We all met at the Key West Shrimp House in Madison and had a wonderful dinner and then drove to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Belterra&lt;/span&gt; for a little gambling fun. A tradition at this restaurant is to make the birthday person wear the famous lobster hat. Like the trooper she is, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Leveana&lt;/span&gt; wore it proudly and even added a little flair! Happy 70t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Leveana&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SZrUI0-7TlI/AAAAAAAAAWE/mz6flL4rTr8/s1600-h/3282275648_8404fed6db_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SZrUI0-7TlI/AAAAAAAAAWE/mz6flL4rTr8/s200/3282275648_8404fed6db_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303784759308799570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-5830507683326164167?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/5830507683326164167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=5830507683326164167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5830507683326164167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5830507683326164167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SZrUIn4FZII/AAAAAAAAAV8/MVmN1NiwC4M/s72-c/3282271196_57bae47476.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-1673473994106131387</id><published>2009-02-15T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:19:46.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day Miller Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Wally and I started Dave Ramsey's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FPU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; program last week and decided to put some of his financial wisdom to work. So we actually cooked our own Valentine's Day dinner at home this year instead of going out. Wally made the dinner and the boys and I made dessert. On the menu at the famous Miller Eatery: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Appetizers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shrimp Cocktail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Main Course:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Prime Rib, Lobster, &amp;amp; Baked Potato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dessert:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fruit kabobs drizzled with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ghirardelli&lt;/span&gt; chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Flowers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Provided by Sean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SZjHcxZzYfI/AAAAAAAAAV0/eALQr_PAAi0/s1600-h/DSC01342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SZjHcxZzYfI/AAAAAAAAAV0/eALQr_PAAi0/s200/DSC01342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303207858340585970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I tried to make it a "romantic" candlelight dinner but it was hard to do with the kids trying to blow the candles out! Oh well! We had a delicious meal and I made the kids special drinks so they thought they were big time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SZjG8rzErII/AAAAAAAAAVs/0Y7umHU9EJg/s1600-h/DSC01344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SZjG8rzErII/AAAAAAAAAVs/0Y7umHU9EJg/s200/DSC01344.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303207307080150146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Our dessert creation was so easy and tasty! The white chocolate tasted the best with the fruit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-1673473994106131387?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/1673473994106131387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=1673473994106131387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1673473994106131387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1673473994106131387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/02/wally-and-i-started-dave-ramseys-fpu.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day Miller Style'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SZjHcxZzYfI/AAAAAAAAAV0/eALQr_PAAi0/s72-c/DSC01342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-8436683293569128415</id><published>2009-02-03T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T07:29:26.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Funnies</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:18px;"&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;It is never dull around my house! We have been cooped up a lot with all the snow and bitterly cold weather. So I thought I would share a few funnies that have been heard at my house over the last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Sean-isms:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Sean has been learning about abbreviations in school and learned that etc. means etcetera. However, I think he may have heard it a little differently, because recently he was telling a story and got to the end and said, “you know, excelery, excelery, excelery."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Sean is also trying to learn the books of the New Testament in the Bible and so far it has gone a little something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Matthew, Mark, John Mc Cain, Axes, Romars, 1st Corinths, 2nd Corinths, Gallaga, and Epiphany. We have some work to do there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Sam-isms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:16pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; was making Sam a sandwich for lunch and he ordered a pepperoni and sa-limeeee sandwich, because he really loves those sa-limeees!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I also caught Sam in the bathroom this week stirring the pot (that he had made a deposit in) with both his toothbrush and his brother's! Yes! I almost gagged!  I can hardly stop wondering to myself how many times he had done that before! GROSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:16pt;"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Manny Manners-isms (the family dog)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size:21px;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I took Manny to the groomers and there were several other dogs arriving at the same time. The groomer told me to put Manny in the corral with the other dogs and she would get to him when it was his turn. About 3 hours later I got the call that he was done and ready to be picked up. When I got there all the other dogs were out in the dog corral playing but Manny was in a crate. I must have had a funny look on my face seeing that my dog was the only dog in a crate, because the groomer said to me, "I had to put Manny in a crate because he REALLY liked all the other girl dogs so much that we thought he was going to hurt himself!" LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Manny has also become obsessed with attacking and viciously barking at the snowman the boys made in the backyard this weekend. It is getting really embarrassing, but I guess we are lucky he doesn't think the snowman is a girl after the grooming incident!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-8436683293569128415?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/8436683293569128415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=8436683293569128415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8436683293569128415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8436683293569128415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekly-funnies.html' title='Weekly Funnies'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-5503054258265007490</id><published>2009-02-01T12:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T12:34:23.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYYGSW15uUI/AAAAAAAAAVc/g2IdNlNM07g/s1600-h/DSC01329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYYGSW15uUI/AAAAAAAAAVc/g2IdNlNM07g/s200/DSC01329.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297928924087040322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I promised the boys they could make a snow man as soon as it warmed up to at least freezing! And wouldn't you know it... today it did! It wasn't easy getting this snow man made. There was a lot of tackling and a few snow balls to the face, but the finished product was worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYYGR0gAQcI/AAAAAAAAAVU/PXHlYHG7eYk/s1600-h/DSC01337.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYYGR0gAQcI/AAAAAAAAAVU/PXHlYHG7eYk/s200/DSC01337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297928914868388290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYYGR1p-rCI/AAAAAAAAAVM/541Z9Yp9YEk/s1600-h/DSC01333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYYGR1p-rCI/AAAAAAAAAVM/541Z9Yp9YEk/s200/DSC01333.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297928915178662946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYYGRQcH98I/AAAAAAAAAVE/ZT5G8vtT22A/s1600-h/DSC01338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYYGRQcH98I/AAAAAAAAAVE/ZT5G8vtT22A/s200/DSC01338.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297928905188440002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-5503054258265007490?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/5503054258265007490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=5503054258265007490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5503054258265007490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5503054258265007490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow-man.html' title='Snow Man'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYYGSW15uUI/AAAAAAAAAVc/g2IdNlNM07g/s72-c/DSC01329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-3880068321504609680</id><published>2009-01-28T09:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T09:57:30.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We got snow. Yes we do! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We got snow. How bout you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYCa_OqIDOI/AAAAAAAAAU0/XupUR_ZMWfQ/s1600-h/DSC01319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYCa_OqIDOI/AAAAAAAAAU0/XupUR_ZMWfQ/s200/DSC01319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296403572844924130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sean still wanted to hoop it up even with a foot of snow&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYCa--DUC-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZUXVH-T5an0/s1600-h/DSC01315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYCa--DUC-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZUXVH-T5an0/s200/DSC01315.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296403568387165154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;Sam gave up on the shoveling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYCa_Y8VBKI/AAAAAAAAAU8/g40h3mxABJk/s1600-h/DSC01323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYCa_Y8VBKI/AAAAAAAAAU8/g40h3mxABJk/s200/DSC01323.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296403575605626018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Manny is no snow dog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-3880068321504609680?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/3880068321504609680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=3880068321504609680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3880068321504609680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3880068321504609680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SYCa_OqIDOI/AAAAAAAAAU0/XupUR_ZMWfQ/s72-c/DSC01319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-4065028831360650699</id><published>2009-01-19T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T07:17:35.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The LOST count down begins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well LOST fans, the day we have been waiting for is almost here! Wednesday cannot come fast enough for me! Just in case you have "LOST" (ha get it!) that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feeling for Sawyer, I added a short &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; clip for your viewing enjoyment. I know it is not the best choice of words (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;language warning&lt;/span&gt;) but I couldn't help but laugh when I saw it. Does he have any other lines? Seriously? Is it just me or does Sawyer's acting of this particular line get better as his hair gets longer? Does anyone else see a drinking game here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4qzc1Zk5TZw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4qzc1Zk5TZw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And Jeff if you check my blog, this is your official warning... Do not call us with 5 minutes left in the season opener of LOST and tell us what happened! We are not falling for it this time. We won't answer! You got us on the Survivor finals and the AFC Championships. No more Mister! We are on to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-4065028831360650699?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/4065028831360650699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=4065028831360650699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4065028831360650699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4065028831360650699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/01/lost-count-down-begins.html' title='The LOST count down begins...'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-8474928109923708625</id><published>2009-01-16T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T06:42:41.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burrrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SXCUTFzDraI/AAAAAAAAAUA/efvZtSlYyaw/s1600-h/images.jpeg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 83px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SXCUTFzDraI/AAAAAAAAAUA/efvZtSlYyaw/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291892617855085986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;It is another glorious day in Indiana with the high temp expected to be 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;°.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; But with the wind-chill factored in, it feels as cold - 30! So this morning I had a little talk with our family dog Manny, trying to get him psyched up to do his business quick. I was fairly sure we were both on the same page, however immediately upon letting my dog out the door, a flock of birds flew overhead and his concentration was “poof gone”! He barked and ran around in circles for a few minutes and then you could see that the extreme cold hit him. He stopped suddenly like he was stuck in super glue. He looked down at the ground and I swear, if he had a little doggie bubble over his head, you could tell exactly what he was thinking... (What the *&amp;amp;#!) Then one little frozen paw at a time came up into the air. At this point I knew what was ahead of me. I bundled up with every spare piece of clothing I had and ventured out to rescue my pup. Let me tell you, I felt exactly like the picture above after my 10 second rescue mission. It's COLD people!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-8474928109923708625?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/8474928109923708625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=8474928109923708625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8474928109923708625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8474928109923708625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-is-another-glorious-day-in-indiana.html' title='Burrrrr'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SXCUTFzDraI/AAAAAAAAAUA/efvZtSlYyaw/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-8221232189574187766</id><published>2009-01-02T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:26:40.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Team Miller brought in 2009 with Team Shaw. John, you are one my oldest and dearest guy friends and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;BONUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;, you have a super cool wife that is my good friend too! And did I mention sh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ll Star?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You guys rock and we were so glad to spend the evening with the whole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SV6uYLwt4FI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LnwRTyO_WO0/s1600-h/DSC01312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SV6uYLwt4FI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LnwRTyO_WO0/s200/DSC01312.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286854743076757586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sammy, Sean, Victoria, Mackenzie, &amp;amp; Lucas @ midnight! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SV6uX997hII/AAAAAAAAATw/wtlQbOxbhIg/s1600-h/DSC01311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SV6uX997hII/AAAAAAAAATw/wtlQbOxbhIg/s200/DSC01311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286854739374081154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wally &amp;amp; Heather after too many brandy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;slushes&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-8221232189574187766?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/8221232189574187766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=8221232189574187766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8221232189574187766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8221232189574187766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SV6uYLwt4FI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LnwRTyO_WO0/s72-c/DSC01312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-3502797580870813165</id><published>2008-12-30T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T06:48:33.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAME ON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Our favorite Texans were here visiting over Christmas and the boys invited their cousins to Rascal's Fun Zone for some racing... Indy style! It was so funny to watch the kids drive so cautiously at first, but after a few times around the track, it was GAME ON! As we like to say at our house, "There can't be 2 #1's because that would be 11!" We decided to give the kids racing nicknames based on their driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Shake &amp;amp; Bake Malee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVowlj6u0DI/AAAAAAAAATo/luvBrg5CpZs/s1600-h/DSC01303.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVowlj6u0DI/AAAAAAAAATo/luvBrg5CpZs/s200/DSC01303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285590534527569970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Magic Man Miller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVowlWtMZFI/AAAAAAAAATg/zSNExeus9jI/s1600-h/DSC01302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVowlWtMZFI/AAAAAAAAATg/zSNExeus9jI/s200/DSC01302.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285590530981127250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sammy "You aren't gonna pass me" Stewart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVowk6zuacI/AAAAAAAAATY/PwB5h3YyNWc/s1600-h/DSC01300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVowk6zuacI/AAAAAAAAATY/PwB5h3YyNWc/s200/DSC01300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285590523492329922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;No Mercy Mollianne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVowkrkMOeI/AAAAAAAAATQ/-zR2MwqW5gs/s1600-h/DSC01299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVowkrkMOeI/AAAAAAAAATQ/-zR2MwqW5gs/s200/DSC01299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285590519400643042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-3502797580870813165?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/3502797580870813165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=3502797580870813165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3502797580870813165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3502797580870813165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/12/game-on.html' title='GAME ON'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVowlj6u0DI/AAAAAAAAATo/luvBrg5CpZs/s72-c/DSC01303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-7404273768825252577</id><published>2008-12-29T16:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T06:28:45.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Favorite Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Sean's favorite gift, the Razor Powerwing scooter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVlwa-FJ9GI/AAAAAAAAATA/XA7Q8fcvSbk/s1600-h/DSC01279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVlwa-FJ9GI/AAAAAAAAATA/XA7Q8fcvSbk/s200/DSC01279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285379246339519586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Sam's favorite gift, a full gum-ball machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVlwaWpXsuI/AAAAAAAAAS4/QeAqBk8iSTg/s1600-h/DSC01264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVlwaWpXsuI/AAAAAAAAAS4/QeAqBk8iSTg/s200/DSC01264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285379235753997026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Is it just me or does this years Power Ranger Megazord tower over last years favorite gift, Billy Blazes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVlwc0wB-9I/AAAAAAAAATI/UZtX0tAxEkw/s1600-h/DSC01274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVlwc0wB-9I/AAAAAAAAATI/UZtX0tAxEkw/s200/DSC01274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285379278194736082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-7404273768825252577?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/7404273768825252577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=7404273768825252577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7404273768825252577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7404273768825252577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-favorite-gifts.html' title='Our Favorite Gifts'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVlwa-FJ9GI/AAAAAAAAATA/XA7Q8fcvSbk/s72-c/DSC01279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-7393226246420383020</id><published>2008-12-27T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T06:40:20.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at the Millers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here is our living room right before the kids get up to see what Santa has delivered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVY8qb8QcuI/AAAAAAAAASo/PVpHvqaobtw/s200/DSC01256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284477912518521570" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here is the Christmas carnage 5 minutes later! We still can't find Manny the wonder dog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVY8qn1d4aI/AAAAAAAAASw/2vzc8lzIGfA/s1600-h/DSC01259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVY8qn1d4aI/AAAAAAAAASw/2vzc8lzIGfA/s200/DSC01259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284477915711267234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-7393226246420383020?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/7393226246420383020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=7393226246420383020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7393226246420383020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7393226246420383020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-at-millers.html' title='Christmas at the Millers'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SVY8qb8QcuI/AAAAAAAAASo/PVpHvqaobtw/s72-c/DSC01256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-3779865947817059047</id><published>2008-12-18T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:48:58.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grown Up Christmas List:</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Get my car back just like new!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Get my XM satellite radio back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A new toilet paper holder for the main level bathroom (Seriously Wally it has been like 3 months now! Do you want me to attempt to put it up myself?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;New golf clubs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Friday Night Lights to return to NBC instead of exclusively on Direct TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Inner Grace perfume (not "In Your Face" Wally)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Baby Mama movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oprah Winfrey to say my name: Heath-er  MIL-LER!! Like she does all her favorite guests!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sean to have one fun day in 2nd grade without having to miss his recess! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;To beat Wally in one game of ping pong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-3779865947817059047?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/3779865947817059047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=3779865947817059047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3779865947817059047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3779865947817059047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-grown-up-christmas-list.html' title='My Grown Up Christmas List:'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-5856646081791166498</id><published>2008-12-15T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:25:44.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We finally caught up with Santa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The boys have been on me every day to go see Santa. I guess with thefts, car accidents, shopping, and the usual Christmas craziness, I forgot all about it. So this weekend we took the boys to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hartsville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; Fire Station to see Santa in person. Sean knew exactly what he wanted and coached Sam on what to say and on getting his list in order. Those 2 crack me up! Sean asked for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;, games for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;, and a power wing scooter. Sam wanted Power Rangers and gum balls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUaf0oJ5l7I/AAAAAAAAASA/mPlJuNtgTbQ/s1600-h/DSC01230.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUaf1aitQ0I/AAAAAAAAASI/1U3Yt2NolmI/s1600-h/DSC01235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUaf1aitQ0I/AAAAAAAAASI/1U3Yt2NolmI/s200/DSC01235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280083353145262914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUaf0oJ5l7I/AAAAAAAAASA/mPlJuNtgTbQ/s1600-h/DSC01230.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUaf0oJ5l7I/AAAAAAAAASA/mPlJuNtgTbQ/s1600-h/DSC01230.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUaf0oJ5l7I/AAAAAAAAASA/mPlJuNtgTbQ/s200/DSC01230.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280083339619440562" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-5856646081791166498?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/5856646081791166498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=5856646081791166498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5856646081791166498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5856646081791166498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-finally-caught-up-with-santa.html' title='We finally caught up with Santa!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUaf1aitQ0I/AAAAAAAAASI/1U3Yt2NolmI/s72-c/DSC01235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-4996871372280295888</id><published>2008-12-15T09:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:29:50.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie Bake 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUab15eksAI/AAAAAAAAAR4/-7PQKOg2qqk/s1600-h/DSC01247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUab15eksAI/AAAAAAAAAR4/-7PQKOg2qqk/s200/DSC01247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280078963402911746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUab1Iu6-4I/AAAAAAAAARw/UPDGPdRiYl8/s1600-h/DSC01252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUab1Iu6-4I/AAAAAAAAARw/UPDGPdRiYl8/s200/DSC01252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280078950318144386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUab06XeAtI/AAAAAAAAARo/i0Q-_MeAIMg/s1600-h/DSC01250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUab06XeAtI/AAAAAAAAARo/i0Q-_MeAIMg/s200/DSC01250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280078946461680338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Thayer women gathered again and baked, iced, and ate way to many Christmas cookies. I really love our annual cookie bake. I get to see my aunts, cousins, and mother for the whole day. This year my Aunt Susan hosted the cookie bake at her new house in Columbus, since her house at the lake was flooded early in the summer. We all share our favorite cookies, exchange gifts, go out for dinner, and catch a movie. Then we return to the host's house and divvy up  the hundreds of cookies to take home to our families. Notice all the "Big Swigs" in the picture? That's how we make it through the day! And yes... we all have one of the Christmas aprons that my mother insists we wear the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-4996871372280295888?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/4996871372280295888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=4996871372280295888' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4996871372280295888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4996871372280295888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/12/cookie-bake-08.html' title='Cookie Bake 08'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUab15eksAI/AAAAAAAAAR4/-7PQKOg2qqk/s72-c/DSC01247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-5836726344429627728</id><published>2008-12-11T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:56:46.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics with a 2nd grader</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUEYGb_Jt_I/AAAAAAAAARQ/W2GfZ6GFR10/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 122px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUEYGb_Jt_I/AAAAAAAAARQ/W2GfZ6GFR10/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278526737125849074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We were at dinner the other night and Sean asked me, "Mom, what's the big deal about Barack Obama?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I looked up surprised, because there had been zero political talk in our house since November 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I replied, "He is going to be our next President."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then Sean says, "Yeah I know that! But we have a President now and we have had lots of other Presidents. Why is Barack Obama such a big deal?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I said, "Barack Obama is also our country's first African-American President. Which is a really BIG deal with our country's history."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sean says, "WHAT? He's from Africa? How can he be our President if he is from Africa?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I say, "He is African-American. Which is the correct way to refer to a black person's heritage in this country."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then Sean replies with the kicker, "Barack Obama is black?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I had to laugh, but that comment did make me hopeful, that by the time Sean is old enough to vote, race will no longer be an issue in politics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-5836726344429627728?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/5836726344429627728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=5836726344429627728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5836726344429627728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5836726344429627728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/12/politics-with-2nd-grader.html' title='Politics with a 2nd grader'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SUEYGb_Jt_I/AAAAAAAAARQ/W2GfZ6GFR10/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-288610125312404950</id><published>2008-12-04T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:11:13.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the hits keep on coming...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well just when you think it's safe and lady luck is back on your side... the cruel ugly world smacks you in the face with an icy cold snowball!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Monday afternoon I had to pick Sean up early from school to take him to an ENT appointment on the west side of Indy. We are on schedule and moving along fine. We are about a mile from the doctor's office and traveling through an intersection and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;B-A-M &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a car comes out of nowhere and crosses right in front of my lane! I hit the brakes (with both feet I think!) and do my best to avoid hitting the car, but we still collide. The seat belts tighten and the air bag deploys. Then everything is quiet. Just quiet.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Luckily no one from either car was injured. We all got out and walked away and I made my second phone call to the police department for assistance in 3 days! I am not completely sure, but you might see me on an episode of COPS in the very near future!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-288610125312404950?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/288610125312404950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=288610125312404950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/288610125312404950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/288610125312404950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-hits-keep-on-coming.html' title='And the hits keep on coming...'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-373407288224859030</id><published>2008-12-01T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:58:20.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH Kelly Clarkson!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Normally I would never share such a personal story with the world, but after the roller coaster ride of emotions I have been on lately, I feel sharing this story will be therapeutic for me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wally and I made the decision years ago to only pay cash for the Christmas gifts we buy. We make a budget and stick to it very well by not using our credit cards. So like every year, we go to the bank and get out our estimated Christmas budget in cash. We spend Thanksgiving with our families and usually come away with a good list of gift ideas for the kids, parents, and other family members. I scour the sale ads and plan my attack Thanksgiving night and get up early to hit all the sales on Black Friday. This plan has worked seamlessly in the past, but this year, I had a major curve ball thrown at me right from the get go.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I started out at Target and quickly found the toys I planned to purchase and made my way to the checkout. Of course, one of the items that was supposed to be on sale did not ring up with the correct discount. The cashier instructed me to go the service desk to get the price adjustment. So I walk 15 feet over to the service desk and then realize, I cannot find my money envelope full of all my Christmas cash. I PANIC! I spent the next 25 minutes on my hands and knees searching every crevice of checkout lane 8. But no envelope and no money! At this point, I am practically in tears and enlist the help of the security guard from Target.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have no idea how that wonderful man understood a single word I said through my tears and the stream of snot running out of my nose. But bless his heart, he did, and offered to go pull the security tape for the last 30 minutes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After what seemed like an eternity, the security guard comes back and tells me that the person in line behind me took my envelope full of money. It was very clear on the tape. This person also checked out using their credit card, so they could easily find a name and possibly an address but I had to file a police report and get a "real" officer involved. So I file a police report because it was a substantial amount of money. But honestly, I had already accepted the fact that our Christmas cash was - - poof gone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I spent most of the day Friday in a state of shock and guilt. Saturday rolls in and I hear nothing at all from the police officer. Then just after I put the kids to bed, the phone rings. It is the Greenwood Police and they are calling to tell me that they have found the person that took my money and they are at their home residence. The person admitted to stealing my envelope full of cash and has all of my money but $40.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The officer was at my house about an hour later and handed me the same money envelope that was stolen the previous morning with every penny of my money! I don't know exactly why all this came about, but at that point, I thought I must be the luckiest person ever! Christmas was back on for Team Miller!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-373407288224859030?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/373407288224859030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=373407288224859030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/373407288224859030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/373407288224859030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-kelly-clarkson.html' title='OH Kelly Clarkson!!!!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-4417231682475073633</id><published>2008-11-26T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:30:51.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving at Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sammy's preschool had their annual Thanksgiving Dinner today. Sammy invited his Grandma Johnson to join us. We all enjoyed a nice lunch together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SS23Q99WaKI/AAAAAAAAAPg/4EAJqDXgRd0/s200/DSC01215.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273072240858392738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I don't know if the kids were scared in front of all the parents and guests, but they turned into little robots reciting their finger plays and singing their songs.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SS24Z8Pt2fI/AAAAAAAAAPo/9S4vNeXuhSU/s200/DSC01220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273073494529006066" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Whew... that's all over! Now let's have fun with our friends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SS2_V4fka3I/AAAAAAAAAQg/wa3haTdFJ-w/s1600-h/DSC01213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SS2_V4fka3I/AAAAAAAAAQg/wa3haTdFJ-w/s200/DSC01213.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273081121383672690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The 3 Amigos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SS28Qo3TofI/AAAAAAAAAQI/MIydE4-UR5g/s200/DSC01224.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273077732754039282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry girls... I have to go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SS29Z147iHI/AAAAAAAAAQY/X8iAGWszXRk/s1600-h/DSC01228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SS29Z147iHI/AAAAAAAAAQY/X8iAGWszXRk/s200/DSC01228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273078990380959858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-4417231682475073633?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/4417231682475073633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=4417231682475073633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4417231682475073633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4417231682475073633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-at-preschool.html' title='Thanksgiving at Preschool'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SS23Q99WaKI/AAAAAAAAAPg/4EAJqDXgRd0/s72-c/DSC01215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-388626383140465393</id><published>2008-10-28T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:46:34.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Campers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Team Miller (minus me) went camping over fall break at Camp Henry. The boys asked their buddies the Howard's to go with them and join in the fun. The kids fished, hiked, rode 4-wheelers, and ate literally everything in sight. They all had a great time and the men (despite their hesitations) lived to tell about it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SQcmxfeaRVI/AAAAAAAAAL8/m1FKHk5mLSI/s200/102608_09261.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262217321310209362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-388626383140465393?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/388626383140465393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=388626383140465393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/388626383140465393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/388626383140465393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/10/campers.html' title='The Campers'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SQcmxfeaRVI/AAAAAAAAAL8/m1FKHk5mLSI/s72-c/102608_09261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-3757781352772650672</id><published>2008-10-24T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:20:39.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Old Dad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;We celebrated my dear old dad's 64&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday this week. He put on a brave front, but I don't think he was to happy about turning another year older. We celebrated by taking him out to dinner and getting him a Turtle Cake from Culver's. He really liked that and so did we. Happy Birthday dad! The kids sang Happy Birthday complete with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cha&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cha&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SQH0ku0thYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/UCIeCSJEGSA/s200/DSC01199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260754751627036034" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And if you couldn't tell in all the pictures... Sean has a new favorite shirt! He loves the guitars on that shirt and wears it as often as possible! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-3757781352772650672?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/3757781352772650672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=3757781352772650672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3757781352772650672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3757781352772650672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/10/dear-old-dad.html' title='Dear Old Dad...'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SQH0ku0thYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/UCIeCSJEGSA/s72-c/DSC01199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-5197164407262100165</id><published>2008-10-24T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T07:46:59.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's pumpkin time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Team Miller hit the pumpkin patch for some fall fun. I love fall in Indiana. The beautiful colors of all the leaves. The delicious fall foods. The apples are ripe and that means yummy apple pies! Here are a few pictures of the boys that stopped just long enough for me to snap a picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SQHQieUkdOI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZNyJ6DiAFqg/s200/DSC01186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260715130418918626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SQHPaDLyidI/AAAAAAAAALc/OeAd_-0RwRY/s200/DSC01177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260713886183754194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SQHOthBG_yI/AAAAAAAAALU/PhdT8KZHlzk/s200/DSC01188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260713121097908002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-5197164407262100165?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/5197164407262100165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=5197164407262100165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5197164407262100165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5197164407262100165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-pumpkin-time.html' title='It&apos;s pumpkin time'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SQHQieUkdOI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZNyJ6DiAFqg/s72-c/DSC01186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-8111205837719223324</id><published>2008-10-24T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:59:49.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware of the Bears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SQHwwTPcdhI/AAAAAAAAALs/xnJPm7YQFWU/s1600-h/DSC01159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SQHwwTPcdhI/AAAAAAAAALs/xnJPm7YQFWU/s200/DSC01159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260750552334890514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sean finally got his graded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;diorama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; back and he got an A+! I was so proud of him. Not only did he make the bear habitat himself, but he had to give a 3 minute presentation to his 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade class and had to ask questions at the end to see if any of his classmates were listening. I think he was nervous but must have done a great job to get such a good grade. Way to go Sean!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-8111205837719223324?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/8111205837719223324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=8111205837719223324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8111205837719223324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8111205837719223324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/10/beware-of-bears.html' title='Beware of the Bears'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SQHwwTPcdhI/AAAAAAAAALs/xnJPm7YQFWU/s72-c/DSC01159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-5886235435553619064</id><published>2008-09-19T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T17:59:44.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For you Julie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;You know we are Best Friends just like Tom &amp;amp; Jerry! And I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; going to use as many quotes from Baby Mama as humanly possible at my reunion and see if anyone is cool like us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;HA!!!!!! HA!!!!! HA!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q9Zzwos9qk8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q9Zzwos9qk8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You know I had to include your exact opinion of marriage! That really is us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-oywYjmkAhI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-oywYjmkAhI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-5886235435553619064?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/5886235435553619064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=5886235435553619064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5886235435553619064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5886235435553619064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-you-julie.html' title='For you Julie...'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-4642469561630996522</id><published>2008-09-18T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T08:31:06.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has the time gone?</title><content type='html'>The day has finally come... my 20 year High School Reunion is this weekend. So I decided to actually dig out my senior book and go through it the other day. It was so much fun going through all the old pictures, what I was doing 20 years ago, and what my hopes and dreams were as an 18 year old. But I came across one piece of myself that really grabbed my attention the most. The 10 things I want to do before I die list. Now I made this list at 18 while bored to tears one night, but surprisingly, most of the things I had on that list are still the same things I still want to do! I guess it really hit home that I am not getting any younger and I really need to get started on this list. So I decided to actually motivate myself by posting my Top 10 List instead of just shoving it back into my senior book. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heather (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Herron&lt;/span&gt;) Miller's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Top 10 things to do before I die:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scuba dive in the Great Barrier Reef&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play a game of tennis at Wimbledon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celebrate New Year's Eve in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas at least once&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swim with a Great White Shark (I would be in a cage of course)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sing at least one song in public on stage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spend a whole day at a really, really expensive Hollywood spa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take a summer off and spend it traveling through Europe photographing all the sites and soaking up the culture and food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sky Dive (Have promised to do with both boys when they graduate college. I figure it won't matter if I break a hip by the time the are out of college!) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet Steve Alford and play a game of horse with him (still love him!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write a children's book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-4642469561630996522?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/4642469561630996522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=4642469561630996522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4642469561630996522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4642469561630996522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/09/where-has-time-gone.html' title='Where has the time gone?'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-1003222961817854833</id><published>2008-09-03T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T05:41:20.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leader of the Pack -- OH YEAH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SL7-Zeu4gNI/AAAAAAAAALM/JA4Nxky0TTw/s1600-h/cesarmillan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SL7-Zeu4gNI/AAAAAAAAALM/JA4Nxky0TTw/s200/cesarmillan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241906730005725394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Call me crazy, but I am totally hooked on the show "The Dog Whisperer" starring the guru himself, Cesar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Millan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;. I don't know if it is his spicy accent or his impeccably groomed appearance, but I am telling you... he has me tuning in! I only wish I had known about this show a year ago when we added our canine addition, Manny. Now I have started using some of his ingenious techniques on our pup and they do work! But the best part is, I have found that you can easily incorporate his techniques onto other unsuspecting (human) family members with outstanding results as well. Seriously people... they work! So all you mothers/wives out there, proclaim yourself as the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;leader of your pack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;" and check out his show. He will change your life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-1003222961817854833?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/1003222961817854833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=1003222961817854833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1003222961817854833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1003222961817854833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/09/leader-of-pack-oh-yea.html' title='Leader of the Pack -- OH YEAH!!!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SL7-Zeu4gNI/AAAAAAAAALM/JA4Nxky0TTw/s72-c/cesarmillan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-8449625986665030441</id><published>2008-09-03T06:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:23:01.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Mom takes over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SL6PElxkivI/AAAAAAAAALE/0JwsIN_RL1w/s1600-h/DSC01142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SL6PElxkivI/AAAAAAAAALE/0JwsIN_RL1w/s200/DSC01142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241784325328112370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sammy is off tackling the wild world of Pre-K this morning. Of course Sean got sick yesterday and is not feeling much better today and is home in bed. So I had to enlist the help of Mr. Mom to get Sam to school on his first day. Wally reluctantly agreed fearing the worst! However, I am happy to report that Wally got Sammy into his school, found his cubby, got his name tag on, got a big hug and kiss, and then got told to, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;GO Dad! I am going to have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;" So kudos to you Wally Miller! I knew you could do more than just program those computers, or program the world, or whatever it is you do at work all day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-8449625986665030441?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/8449625986665030441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=8449625986665030441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8449625986665030441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8449625986665030441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/09/mr-mom-takes-over.html' title='Mr. Mom takes over!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SL6PElxkivI/AAAAAAAAALE/0JwsIN_RL1w/s72-c/DSC01142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-2523119836608249305</id><published>2008-08-22T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T19:44:36.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love Affair with Whitt's Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SK9ziNTiSPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Y1b4brknv8U/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SK9ziNTiSPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Y1b4brknv8U/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237531923179522290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I happened to be in Hope today and was able to stick around till 5 when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whitt's&lt;/span&gt; opened. So of course, I brought home a large pizza for my family to devour! As I was driving home munching on those delicious little corner pieces, I started pondering... When did my love affair with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Whitt's&lt;/span&gt; start? I decided to share my personal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Whitt's&lt;/span&gt; story with you, my loyal readers. Can you remember when you fell in love with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Whitt's&lt;/span&gt; pizza? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;My love affair with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Whitt's&lt;/span&gt; started way back in 1982... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;It was summertime in Hope and my best friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mika&lt;/span&gt; was celebrating her 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday. So she invited 10 of her closest friends to a slumber party complete with scary movies and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Whitt's&lt;/span&gt; pizza. After spending an hour and a half covering our eyes and screaming our heads off from watching Friday the 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, we were all starving and wanted fed. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mika's&lt;/span&gt; mom ordered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Whitt's&lt;/span&gt; pizza. Just as the pizza arrived and we took our places to eat (in the middle of the living room floor), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Mika's&lt;/span&gt; next door neighbor decided it would be great fun to dress up in a hockey mask, carrying an axe, and barge through their front door, hissing and growling at 1o little unsuspecting 12 year old girls! Well you can imagine what happened next... 9 little 12 year old girls ran through the kitchen door and tackled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Mika's&lt;/span&gt; mom to the ground. 1 little 12 year old girl (me) was too scared to run away. I simply ran in place, screaming my head off, in the middle of my first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Whitt's&lt;/span&gt; pepperoni pizza! I survived the minor burns on my feet and luckily, we were able to salvage some of the pizza. That legendary night is still one of my fondest memories. Honestly, to this day, I don't know if the adrenaline made the pizza taste so good, but it is still my favorite! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-2523119836608249305?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/2523119836608249305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=2523119836608249305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2523119836608249305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2523119836608249305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-love-affair-with-whitts-pizza.html' title='My Love Affair with Whitt&apos;s Pizza'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SK9ziNTiSPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Y1b4brknv8U/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-4138098843833061664</id><published>2008-08-12T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T14:07:22.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School has started</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SKH7E47n_cI/AAAAAAAAAKs/biW1oPa_Kec/s200/DSC01134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233740303401745858" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SKH7FXhmOjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yWWguLlPy9E/s1600-h/DSC01135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SKH7FXhmOjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yWWguLlPy9E/s200/DSC01135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233740311614077490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well today was the first full day of school for Sean. He is a big 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; grader now and was very excited to get on the bus and claim a new seat for the year. 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; graders get to sit wherever they want on the bus and they don't have any teachers walking them into school to get to their home room class. As you can imagine, he was very happy about it all! Sammy missed his big brother terribly today and tried to sneak on the bus after Sean. I was tempted to let him go and get the whole day to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-4138098843833061664?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/4138098843833061664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=4138098843833061664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4138098843833061664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4138098843833061664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/08/school-has-started.html' title='School has started'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SKH7E47n_cI/AAAAAAAAAKs/biW1oPa_Kec/s72-c/DSC01134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-7199127206605449776</id><published>2008-08-08T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:01:51.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I learned about my BFF on Vacay...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SJ0T5sl0RnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/p79_9ERcXyk/s200/DSC01104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232360224017630834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;She doesn't think I should try out for American Idol after hearing me sing to my IPOD! (I was crushed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;She is not afraid to tell my husband she has to pee even when he has told us a million times he is not stopping every hour! (We really just wanted to see how many times we could get him to stop. So we had several "Fake Pee" breaks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;She has no fear of inner city urban neighborhoods! (Just like me and completely unlike Wally!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;She will squeeze her arm into any crevice in the car that my kids ask her to, to get something they have dropped. Seriously! Even if it means her arm will be stuck for many many miles (because Wally won't stop to help, as mentioned above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Since she got her new stylish, groovy hairdo, a family of 4 can get ready faster than she can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;She will actually try seafood if someone else orders it for her and tells her it's okra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;She convinced everyone that being 37 and single is "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;" an alternative lifestyle! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;She is not afraid to float out in the Gulf of Mexico even when her BFF is yelling, "Julie! Julie! You are really far out there! Don't you watch shark week? And I don't even want to tell you what happened to Alex Kitner on Jaws!" She just laughs and floats out farther and farther into the deep blue sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;She is not afraid to spend oodles of money to purchase any and all available bathing suits on the open market! (That was fun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;She started off the vacation like an Olympic Triathlete, but after a week with my family... she collapsed and almost died like Aunt Edna on National Lampoon's Family Vacation! We seriously thought we were gonna have to strap her to the top of the car with her cell phone ducked taped to her body on the way home. It was touch and go people!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Actually, I learned a lot more! But honestly, I had a great time with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; and I am really glad we didn't kill you on our vacation. Not everyone gets to spend a full week with the family and friends they love so dearly and I feel extremely lucky that you were willing to spend that time with us! It was a trip I will never forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Thanks pal! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-7199127206605449776?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/7199127206605449776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=7199127206605449776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7199127206605449776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7199127206605449776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/08/10-things-i-learned-about-my-bff-on.html' title='10 Things I learned about my BFF on Vacay...'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SJ0T5sl0RnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/p79_9ERcXyk/s72-c/DSC01104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-8348077237657308531</id><published>2008-07-31T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T11:23:54.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gulf Shores, AL Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Team Miller hit the beach for a super week of surf, sand, and sun! It was a much needed vacation for all of us. A week seemed like a really long time when we booked this trip, but time sure does fly when you are having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-992544c260cf12ea" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D992544c260cf12ea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C2BB1597167C5FEF817244D8537290894AFACBE.7D0ADD18B713781558C64216C32716895A1DEF82%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D992544c260cf12ea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DI1R3F-GZlbzz0cGOosaN4gIL0og&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D992544c260cf12ea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331902086%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C2BB1597167C5FEF817244D8537290894AFACBE.7D0ADD18B713781558C64216C32716895A1DEF82%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D992544c260cf12ea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DI1R3F-GZlbzz0cGOosaN4gIL0og&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-8348077237657308531?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=992544c260cf12ea&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/8348077237657308531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=8348077237657308531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8348077237657308531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8348077237657308531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/07/gulf-shores-al-vacation_31.html' title='Gulf Shores, AL Vacation'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-3245206894126831649</id><published>2008-07-30T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:40:09.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One Beer...   $8.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;T-Shirt....     $40.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Seeing Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Buffett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; on a warm Indiana summer night with our fellow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Parrotheads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;... PRICELESS!!!!!!!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;A big thanks to the Shaw's for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chauffeuring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; the Miller's to the concert! Can't imagine seeing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Buffett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; without you guys! Next year Lori, we are taking the short guy with the gay shorts out before the concert starts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Since I just got back from vacay in Gulf Shores, AL, I thought I would add one of my favorite Buffett songs. I love the Bama Breeze! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vfhNKK7rkhw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vfhNKK7rkhw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-3245206894126831649?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/3245206894126831649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=3245206894126831649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3245206894126831649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3245206894126831649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/07/priceless.html' title='Priceless....'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-3984715242346673875</id><published>2008-06-30T08:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T08:13:22.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come On Dad... show us how!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;When Wally has been gone all week traveling for work, the kids can get him to do almost anything when he gets home! Who doesn't like a trip down the good old slip-n-slide anyway? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SGj14KGE-1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5zvFSFminak/s1600-h/DSC00928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SGj14KGE-1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5zvFSFminak/s200/DSC00928.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217690513440045906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Come on Dad, show us how you slide!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SGj142UkC0I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xNcSg-SxQEg/s1600-h/DSC00923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SGj142UkC0I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xNcSg-SxQEg/s200/DSC00923.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217690525311961922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Almost got to the end! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SGj15YzRvyI/AAAAAAAAAKE/9aAWcU_cEB4/s1600-h/DSC00927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SGj15YzRvyI/AAAAAAAAAKE/9aAWcU_cEB4/s200/DSC00927.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217690534567591714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;A little closer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SGj158VkFqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RkY0paVlY5Y/s1600-h/DSC00929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SGj158VkFqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RkY0paVlY5Y/s200/DSC00929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217690544106641058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;AHH! Finally made it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-3984715242346673875?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/3984715242346673875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=3984715242346673875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3984715242346673875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/3984715242346673875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/06/come-on-dad-show-us-how.html' title='Come On Dad... show us how!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SGj14KGE-1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5zvFSFminak/s72-c/DSC00928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-5502575452410529161</id><published>2008-06-19T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T07:00:32.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jackson 2?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Is there some kind of award for parents who have had to watch High School Musical thousands of times? I think I know every single word in the movie! I really thought I had hid the DVD in a really good spot this time, but I was awakened this morning to the glorious sounds of "Get' cha Head in the Game" for the 10,000 time! This is what I found when I came downstairs. Is this how the Jackson's got started? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SFpjEzGk43I/AAAAAAAAAJs/AogcWPgDMFU/s200/DSC00912.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213588452723188594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;This must have been Sam's big solo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SFpirSeUZGI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Zh9-ya21ljo/s200/DSC00906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213588014467671138" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-5502575452410529161?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/5502575452410529161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=5502575452410529161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5502575452410529161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5502575452410529161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/06/jackson-2.html' title='The Jackson 2?'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SFpjEzGk43I/AAAAAAAAAJs/AogcWPgDMFU/s72-c/DSC00912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-4446138321316604659</id><published>2008-06-19T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T06:11:41.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOM Please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Sean got bumped up to the next league in baseball for the league tournament and I don't know who is more excited.... me or him? I have sort of turned into his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;paparazzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SFpYYgH72CI/AAAAAAAAAJM/goO_9870V0w/s1600-h/DSC00902.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SFpYYgH72CI/AAAAAAAAAJM/goO_9870V0w/s200/DSC00902.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213576696598091810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I hear you mom but I am trying to play ball here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SFpYZl0fYgI/AAAAAAAAAJc/WUx9qTA5Vho/s200/DSC00904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213576715307016706" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Yes! that's my mom guys! Don't look and maybe she will stop! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SFpYZUtoM3I/AAAAAAAAAJU/-goj02rHYM0/s1600-h/DSC00903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SFpYZUtoM3I/AAAAAAAAAJU/-goj02rHYM0/s200/DSC00903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213576710714831730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;OK! OK! Take the picture MOM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I put my camera away after that one! Really I did! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-4446138321316604659?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/4446138321316604659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=4446138321316604659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4446138321316604659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4446138321316604659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/06/mom-please.html' title='MOM Please!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SFpYYgH72CI/AAAAAAAAAJM/goO_9870V0w/s72-c/DSC00902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-6179609956345598832</id><published>2008-06-18T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T18:00:09.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SFmqxNm3xqI/AAAAAAAAAI8/_R2jJ5HQKIM/s1600-h/DSC00892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SFmqxNm3xqI/AAAAAAAAAI8/_R2jJ5HQKIM/s200/DSC00892.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213385806101071522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;They look like the picture of brotherly love don't they? Well don't be fooled my friends! This has been our first full week of "togetherness" and Lord help me make it through the summer! I don't know if it is just boys, but these two act like they are in the ultimate cage death match over the silliest of things. Yesterday... the big &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;argument&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; was over who got their window up the fastest in the car. Today... the big scuffle was over who got the last brownie in the pan. (I have to admit, I was in on that one!) Tomorrow... I am going to try to channel this competitive spirit into good. But if I can't harness this monster... I am going to make them hold hands every where we go!  Wish me luck! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-6179609956345598832?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/6179609956345598832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=6179609956345598832' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/6179609956345598832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/6179609956345598832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-little-angels.html' title='My Little Angels'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SFmqxNm3xqI/AAAAAAAAAI8/_R2jJ5HQKIM/s72-c/DSC00892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-570200413978840800</id><published>2008-06-07T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:41:13.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think we're gonna need a bigger boat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Is it ever gonna stop? It has been raining here since midnight and I think the official rain total is now about 9-10 inches and it is still raining! Almost all of our neighborhood is flooded, but our basement is bone dry. Thank goodness we had a good builder that designed the sump pump correctly. I think we are going to have to put a life jacket on Manny the next time we let him out to pee or he will never make it back to the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SErGowrHzdI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sSYirxBHp_w/s200/DSC00878.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209194322570235346" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;This is the back of our house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SErGTwf8EbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/YGaabNSca_w/s200/DSC00876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209193961746076082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;This is the main road in front of our house! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;GREAT... just found out that Johnson County has been declared a disaster area and they are calling in the Coast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; to save stranded people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-570200413978840800?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/570200413978840800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=570200413978840800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/570200413978840800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/570200413978840800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-think-were-gonna-need-bigger-boat.html' title='I think we&apos;re gonna need a bigger boat!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SErGowrHzdI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sSYirxBHp_w/s72-c/DSC00878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-4059181419929704898</id><published>2008-06-04T17:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T17:42:28.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you are in Indiana when...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SEcyUYFvd1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/ytuaTHLJQOA/s1600-h/DSC00861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SEcyUYFvd1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/ytuaTHLJQOA/s200/DSC00861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208186819722573650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;this is how you spend your evenings when the electricity is out from yet another horrible storm in the wonderful state of Indiana! There have been so many awful storms this week, that we seem to have a family vigil at least once every day looking for the "pa-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;nados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;" as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; calls them. Seriously.... if I never hear a tornado siren again, it will be fine with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;BTW... for those of you who know me best, I wanted to get the motorcycle helmets out and put them on the kids, but Wally won't let me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-4059181419929704898?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/4059181419929704898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=4059181419929704898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4059181419929704898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4059181419929704898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-know-you-are-in-indiana-when.html' title='You know you are in Indiana when...'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SEcyUYFvd1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/ytuaTHLJQOA/s72-c/DSC00861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-4703750837450229083</id><published>2008-05-28T10:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T13:42:15.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yes....they're listening!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SD2kbVXSK2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/4bMOZ-A9PiY/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SD2kbVXSK2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/4bMOZ-A9PiY/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205497533808388962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am gonna have to start living right! Since I got my new ride, the kids have been amazingly quiet. I am not completely sure if it is because they have an entertainment system at their fingertips or because I have threatened them with bodily harm if they junk up the back seat of my new car like they did in our last vehicle. Either way, our outings have been low stress, enjoyable, and (my favorite) no one is yelling "MOM" every 5 seconds! However, the boys and I had several errands to run over the weekend and we were in and out of the car several times, so they never turned the games or music on in the back. As we were sitting at a busy intersection waiting for the light to change I hear from the back, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Come on PEEPS...green means GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;" (That was Sean) Then almost on cue, I hear, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;he gas is on the right PEEPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;" (That was Sam) Then, of course, there was a long period of hysterical laughing from both boys because they had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;imitated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; me and found it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; funny! Isn't it ironic that when I talk to them directly, face to face they rarely even hear me, but if I mutter something under my breath while in the midst of some mild "road rage" they can recite it back to me in tandem! Maybe I need an entertainment system too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-4703750837450229083?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/4703750837450229083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=4703750837450229083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4703750837450229083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4703750837450229083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-yestheyre-listening.html' title='Oh yes....they&apos;re listening!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SD2kbVXSK2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/4bMOZ-A9PiY/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-1127267445653135683</id><published>2008-05-28T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:32:53.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SD2cHVXSK1I/AAAAAAAAAH8/fpIJ79WKfDQ/s1600-h/DSC00843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SD2cHVXSK1I/AAAAAAAAAH8/fpIJ79WKfDQ/s200/DSC00843.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205488394117983058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Birthday Sean! Where has the time gone? It seems like just yesterday I was bringing you home from the hospital and now you have completed 1st grade and just turned 7! You have grown into such a handsome, intelligent, talented, and charismatic kid. I love you and I am very proud of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-1127267445653135683?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/1127267445653135683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=1127267445653135683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1127267445653135683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1127267445653135683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-little-man.html' title='My Little Man'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SD2cHVXSK1I/AAAAAAAAAH8/fpIJ79WKfDQ/s72-c/DSC00843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-8446419564960952740</id><published>2008-05-11T19:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T19:12:48.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SCell83yASI/AAAAAAAAAHs/g8UMHfxUIZI/s200/DSC00821.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199306366236360994" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I got the best homemade gifts this year for Mother's Day. Sean surprised me with this beautiful plate (I was most excited that I have a body now in his drawings!) and I think he did a wonderful job.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SCel_M3yATI/AAAAAAAAAH0/bPhnZC9JLyU/s200/DSC00824.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199306800028057906" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sammy made me this clay flower magnet and he was so proud of himself. He told everyone how he painted it all by himself. I think it turned out beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I still think the handmade gifts are the best and I will treasure both of them! Thanks for being such great kids and for making today a great Mother's Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-8446419564960952740?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/8446419564960952740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=8446419564960952740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8446419564960952740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8446419564960952740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SCell83yASI/AAAAAAAAAHs/g8UMHfxUIZI/s72-c/DSC00821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-72387394736499164</id><published>2008-05-11T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T18:25:48.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Fishin</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SCeb2M3yAQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nZQeRiyqRRY/s200/DSC00813.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199295650292957442" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SCecRc3yARI/AAAAAAAAAHk/tpHblGEEIVE/s200/DSC00817.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199296118444392722" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We had tickets to go to the track this Saturday, but the weather was so nice that we decided to skip the crowds, noise, and hassle and spend the afternoon fishing with the boys. What a beautiful day! We ate a picnic lunch and spent the afternoon fishing. Both of the boys caught fish, but Sean is the one you want to take with you if you need to catch your dinner. He caught 8 fish and he can now cast all by himself. Sam still enjoys throwing rocks in the ponds as much as fishing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-72387394736499164?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/72387394736499164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=72387394736499164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/72387394736499164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/72387394736499164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/05/gone-fishin.html' title='Gone Fishin'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SCeb2M3yAQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nZQeRiyqRRY/s72-c/DSC00813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-5313145551578530953</id><published>2008-05-11T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T18:11:18.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam Graduates Preschool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SCeYR83yAPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LTYuDZsvoIc/s200/DSC00814.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199291728987816178" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SCeXc83yAOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/nPlpdmdZ8hs/s200/DSC00789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199290818454749410" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My little Sammy graduated out of the 3's class this week in preschool. He had a wonderful year! He made a lot of new friends (he really likes his friend Roxy... see pic) and his teachers had glowing reports of his progress and behavior. We are very proud of him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-5313145551578530953?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/5313145551578530953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=5313145551578530953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5313145551578530953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5313145551578530953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/05/sam-graduates-preschool.html' title='Sam Graduates Preschool!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SCeYR83yAPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LTYuDZsvoIc/s72-c/DSC00814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-193692577492240969</id><published>2008-05-07T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T09:33:37.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a bad mom?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Am I a bad mom or just to competitive? Sean has a special event at school today called Race Chase. It is a fundraiser where the kids ask friends and family members to sponsor them in races to raise money for Riley Hospital. Great event and the kids seem to love it. However, this morning when Sean was getting ready, he had a minor "freak out". He says to me, "I really don't want to be the slowest runner today in my races!" I told him today was not really about winning or losing, but about helping Riley Hospital. Then he gave me one of those "I hear what your saying mom, but I really want to win today" looks. I was a little pressed for time and I did my best to come up with some positive, confidence building, motherly advice, but my competitive spirit won out! Now I have been waiting for a long time to use the lines from my all time favorite commercial and today I thought it was the most appropriate time of all. So this is what I told Sean to think to himself (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; video below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;) every time it is time for him to race today. Then run like the wind! To much????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/09jUmUrycuU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/09jUmUrycuU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-193692577492240969?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/193692577492240969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=193692577492240969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/193692577492240969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/193692577492240969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/05/am-i-bad-mom_4100.html' title='Am I a bad mom?'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-8206878209110230322</id><published>2008-05-06T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T06:37:02.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Of The Week: Politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SCDFzkMYLEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/T9AG1rNFZv4/s200/DSC00804.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197371459665144898" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I had to laugh this week when Sean asked me if I was voting and who I was voting for. After I explained to him that I wasn't 100% sure of who I was voting for in the upcoming primary. He says, "I hope you aren't voting for the girl, (Hillary), because my friend at school told me if she wins and becomes President, she will cancel all vacations!" I tried really hard not to laugh out loud, but I think Hillary should have made a quick stop on the campaign trail at Maple Grove Elementary School and explained her platform to the 1st graders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; " src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SCGrAJBo-4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/pN3cZ0p8KjE/s200/DSC00809.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197623463873411970" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Here is Sammy's opinion on the candidates and the election, "I only vote for boys and the one who likes "pus-ghetti" (that is how he pronounces spaghetti)." I am not sure if that makes him a Republican or Democrat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-8206878209110230322?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/8206878209110230322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=8206878209110230322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8206878209110230322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8206878209110230322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/05/funny-of-week-politics.html' title='Funny Of The Week: Politics'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SCDFzkMYLEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/T9AG1rNFZv4/s72-c/DSC00804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-1943368816505307109</id><published>2008-04-24T13:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T13:42:29.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Miller Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w300.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w300.photobucket.com/albums/nn9/heatherdmiller/eff1378b.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i300.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-1943368816505307109?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/1943368816505307109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=1943368816505307109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1943368816505307109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1943368816505307109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/04/miller-boys_24.html' title='The Miller Boys'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-6378833345717725678</id><published>2008-04-22T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:55:15.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Spring Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA4z1UMYLBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-72oxovifaI/s1600-h/DSC00776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA4z1UMYLBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-72oxovifaI/s200/DSC00776.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192144411451468818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I didn't get to do much landscaping when we moved into our new house last year in the late fall, so I was determined to get things looking more spring like this year. I think everything looks much better and I absolutely love the tulips! Believe it or not, the pink flowering trees are some type of a little peach tree! Last year they produced several peaches. Hopefully they will again this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-6378833345717725678?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/6378833345717725678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=6378833345717725678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/6378833345717725678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/6378833345717725678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-spring-finally.html' title='It&apos;s Spring Finally!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA4z1UMYLBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-72oxovifaI/s72-c/DSC00776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-5640758754459238519</id><published>2008-04-21T06:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T06:50:18.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch at the Tea Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SAyalWtDnII/AAAAAAAAAGg/2uHoqWsevHE/s1600-h/DSC00769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SAyalWtDnII/AAAAAAAAAGg/2uHoqWsevHE/s200/DSC00769.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191694436991736962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I had a wonderful lunch with my Grandma Pat at &lt;a href="http://www.teamap.com/tearooms/auntie_amiees_country_tea_room_2508.html"&gt;Auntie Amiee's Tea Room&lt;/a&gt; in Hope on Friday. My grandmother invited her sister, three of my aunts, and my mother and I to have lunch with her. We had a great time visiting and catching up on all of our busy lives. Thanks Grandma Pat! We should do that more often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Also, if you get a chance to try the Tea Room....I highly recommend it! The food was excellent and T. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Fugate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; (from our Elder-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Beerman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; days) has the cutest shop I have ever seen. Way to go Tracy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-5640758754459238519?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/5640758754459238519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=5640758754459238519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5640758754459238519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5640758754459238519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/04/lunch-at-tea-room.html' title='Lunch at the Tea Room'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SAyalWtDnII/AAAAAAAAAGg/2uHoqWsevHE/s72-c/DSC00769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-4302968023714349713</id><published>2008-04-21T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T09:17:32.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SAyVyGtDnHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/MMaCpZcOzzU/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SAyVyGtDnHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/MMaCpZcOzzU/s200/DSC00767.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191689158476930162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;My mother (the big L) turned 63 this week. We celebrated her birthday with a family dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bynum's&lt;/span&gt; Steak House in Indy. Since mom is the dessert chef for cousin Al's wedding next month, she wanted to do another trial run of the wedding cake for the wedding, so she actually made her own birthday cake this year. We all agreed she has perfected the art of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cakery&lt;/span&gt;" now and we are looking forward to the desserts at the wedding. Happy Birthday Mom! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-4302968023714349713?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/4302968023714349713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=4302968023714349713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4302968023714349713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/4302968023714349713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SAyVyGtDnHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/MMaCpZcOzzU/s72-c/DSC00767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-8107593677618077441</id><published>2008-04-11T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T16:56:42.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still an A.I. wannabe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R__VEMeCPJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2CEQ5TNfXuI/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R__VEMeCPJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2CEQ5TNfXuI/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188099563797494930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Okay...this could possibly be the most embarrassing week in my life. I am really loving driving my new SUV with the sun roof open. However I am having a hard time remembering that the rest of the world can hear me really well with that roof open. One of my favorite songs "Love Song" by Sara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Bareilles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; was on the radio as I was pulling into the Target parking lot. I really love this song because it is in the perfect key for me (the key of Heather). So I of course pulled in singing, parked the car, and continued to sing the rest of the song. I was by myself so I was singing fairly loud. When the song was over, I checked myself in the mirror and got ready to go in to Target. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a car full of people right next to me giving me the thumbs up and clapping for my singing! As you can imagine I was a little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;. If only it would have been Randy &amp;amp; Paula! I could do without Simon's critique this week for sure! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-8107593677618077441?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/8107593677618077441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=8107593677618077441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8107593677618077441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8107593677618077441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/04/still-ai-wannabe.html' title='Still an A.I. wannabe!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R__VEMeCPJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2CEQ5TNfXuI/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-5584169935404226870</id><published>2008-04-08T09:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T09:42:21.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles all around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R_ueYeqVINI/AAAAAAAAAF4/zxHtCGfEoDI/s1600-h/images-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R_ueYeqVINI/AAAAAAAAAF4/zxHtCGfEoDI/s200/images-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186913539231916242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Yesterday I felt like super mom. The kids were back in school and for the first time in 2 weeks I had a little "me" time. I took a long hot shower, got my big hair just right, and enjoyed driving around in my new ride with the sun roof open. I thought I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; cool! I had several errands to run in the morning and then spent most of the afternoon working in the yard and playing with the kids when they got home. It was a blissfully happy day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;As I was getting ready for bed last night, I noticed something in the mirror on my pants. My coolness factor dropped by at least 50 at that moment! I realized I had been walking around with a yellow smiley face sticker on my butt all day long. Am I cool or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-5584169935404226870?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/5584169935404226870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=5584169935404226870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5584169935404226870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5584169935404226870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/04/smiles-all-around.html' title='Smiles all around'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R_ueYeqVINI/AAAAAAAAAF4/zxHtCGfEoDI/s72-c/images-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-833633114852949556</id><published>2008-04-07T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T14:27:16.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to normal....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R_osOuqVIGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xt82q9a1dvM/s1600-h/938-038~Moms-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R_osOuqVIGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xt82q9a1dvM/s200/938-038~Moms-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186506552425914466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I feel like "Super Mom" today. The kids get back to their normal routines and school hours after being off for Spring Break, surgery, and broken fingers. So my life gets back to normal as well! I will actually be able to take a shower without a kid banging on the bathroom door. Plus it is going to be a beautiful sunny day in Indiana and all feels right with the world.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-833633114852949556?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/833633114852949556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=833633114852949556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/833633114852949556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/833633114852949556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-to-normal.html' title='Back to normal....'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R_osOuqVIGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xt82q9a1dvM/s72-c/938-038~Moms-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-8848301871228039251</id><published>2008-04-03T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T14:31:59.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just not my week!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R_VMleqVIDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/QIdudV5zV7s/s1600-h/DSC00737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R_VMleqVIDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/QIdudV5zV7s/s200/DSC00737.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185134752756473906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R_VMc-qVICI/AAAAAAAAAD8/UIvccc1QWN0/s1600-h/BUCK-532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R_VMc-qVICI/AAAAAAAAAD8/UIvccc1QWN0/s200/BUCK-532.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185134606727585826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess if it weren't for bad luck, Sean would have no luck at all! If you read my blog at all, you already know that Sean had his tonsils and adenoids removed about 10 days ago. He was finally starting to feel a little better and decided he wanted to do something fun and get out of the house for a little while. So we went bowling. Seemed like a good choice! By the second frame, Sean tripped and fell, dropped the bowling ball on his hand, then landed on top of the ball with all his body weight! We were in the ER shortly there after for x-rays and sure enough, he broke his middle finger and dislocated his index finger. We are putting the brakes on his professional bowling career for now, but he should make a full recovery in 3 -5 weeks! Whew...what a crazy few weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-8848301871228039251?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/8848301871228039251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=8848301871228039251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8848301871228039251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/8848301871228039251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-not-my-week.html' title='Just not my week!!!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R_VMleqVIDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/QIdudV5zV7s/s72-c/DSC00737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-7347694195922651374</id><published>2008-03-26T13:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:19:13.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Sam turned 4!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R-qvEuqVH7I/AAAAAAAAADE/G9JkGVMqDWA/s1600-h/DSC00710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R-qvEuqVH7I/AAAAAAAAADE/G9JkGVMqDWA/s200/DSC00710.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182146817023090610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammy's birthday fell on Easter Day this year and we had a cowboy party to celebrate. Sam was most excited that he got to hunt eggs on his birthday and really, really just wanted to eat his cake!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-7347694195922651374?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/7347694195922651374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=7347694195922651374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7347694195922651374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/7347694195922651374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/03/super-sam-turned-4.html' title='Super Sam turned 4!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R-qvEuqVH7I/AAAAAAAAADE/G9JkGVMqDWA/s72-c/DSC00710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-5745772666277835696</id><published>2008-03-25T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T14:11:04.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poof Gone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R-lm3eqVH6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/-F6ycK4i7mw/s200/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181785949575913378" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R-lmw-qVH5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/hK92T9oJtys/s200/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181785837906763666" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean had his tonsils and adenoids removed yesterday. His surgeon said his adenoids were huge and he should breathe and sleep much better now. The surgery went great and Sean was a real trooper! He is home now and is a little hoarse and very tired but still recovering well. He should be moving around better towards the end of the week. Little brother Sammy is doing his best to take care of big brother!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-5745772666277835696?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/5745772666277835696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=5745772666277835696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5745772666277835696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5745772666277835696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/03/poof-gone.html' title='Poof Gone!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R-lm3eqVH6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/-F6ycK4i7mw/s72-c/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-2014639757019799444</id><published>2008-03-13T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T16:51:54.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before &amp; After</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; " src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9mr9-S5e2I/AAAAAAAAACs/FYY-ryTsc-k/s200/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177358327821728610" /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; " src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9mrv-S5e1I/AAAAAAAAACk/GELMOtwTuSE/s200/DSC00678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177358087303560018" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to send props out to my Husband Wally and Brother-In-Law Ben Miller, for the Extreme Home Makeover "Miller" Edition! Believe it or not, Ben and Wally made all these shelves and cabinets and installed them themselves to turn my family room into the showplace that I knew it could be! Wally got his LCD TV, I got my beautiful bookshelves and cabinets, and Ben got to go to ST. Elmo's and the Colts game. Thanks Guys! I love it! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-2014639757019799444?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/2014639757019799444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=2014639757019799444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2014639757019799444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/2014639757019799444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/03/before-after.html' title='Before &amp; After'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9mr9-S5e2I/AAAAAAAAACs/FYY-ryTsc-k/s72-c/DSC00321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-1271999160579308651</id><published>2008-03-11T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:24:27.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's for you Amee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9c8wuS5ezI/AAAAAAAAACU/PwOndNHp6N4/s1600-h/DSC00672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9c8wuS5ezI/AAAAAAAAACU/PwOndNHp6N4/s200/DSC00672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176673104444357426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first blog dedication and it goes out to you for inspiring me to put myself out there. You were the one who knew that if I were stranded on a deserted island and could only bring one thing with me, hair products would be it! This is probably about half of the hair care products I used in High School! Big Hair Rocks!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-1271999160579308651?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/1271999160579308651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=1271999160579308651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1271999160579308651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/1271999160579308651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-ones-for-you-amee.html' title='This one&apos;s for you Amee!'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9c8wuS5ezI/AAAAAAAAACU/PwOndNHp6N4/s72-c/DSC00672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-46733202133949103</id><published>2008-03-11T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T10:19:25.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there is Sam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9a4HOS5eyI/AAAAAAAAACM/KXIVVqwx_Tk/s1600-h/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9a4HOS5eyI/AAAAAAAAACM/KXIVVqwx_Tk/s200/P1010001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176527255944919842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been attending a new church recently and Sam refuses to go to the kids service and insists on sitting with Wally and I in the sanctuary. We have reluctantly agreed but have demanded that he be absolutely quiet during the service (which for anyone who knows Sam is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; hard for him). He has followed our rules to a tee until this week. As the pastor was ending the service and asked the congregation to bow their heads in prayer, Sam yells, "OH MY! I have been so quiet that everyone just fell asleep again!" &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-46733202133949103?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/46733202133949103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=46733202133949103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/46733202133949103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/46733202133949103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-there-is-sam.html' title='And then there is Sam...'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9a4HOS5eyI/AAAAAAAAACM/KXIVVqwx_Tk/s72-c/P1010001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-5829553536888844940</id><published>2008-03-10T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T10:24:52.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny of the week: Chopsticks vs. Pork Chops?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9a2neS5exI/AAAAAAAAACE/74L5HCjs7WM/s1600-h/blchop.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9a2neS5exI/AAAAAAAAACE/74L5HCjs7WM/s200/blchop.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176525610972445458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9a0kOS5evI/AAAAAAAAAB0/kEyACED4BBQ/s1600-h/DSCN0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9a0kOS5evI/AAAAAAAAAB0/kEyACED4BBQ/s200/DSCN0294.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176523356114615026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We took the boys to the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; restaurant Stir Crazy this weekend and actually got them to try some of the food. The boys were fascinated by the chopsticks and their many uses. After a lot of drumming, jabbing, and spearing of food, we replaced the sticks with forks and finished the meal. On the way home Sean says, "OH NO MOM! Sam stole a set of those &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pork Chops &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and is getting ready to poke me with them again!" Wally and I laughed all the way home and we can never again look at chopsticks the same. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-5829553536888844940?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/5829553536888844940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=5829553536888844940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5829553536888844940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5829553536888844940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/03/funny-for-week-pork-chops.html' title='Funny of the week: Chopsticks vs. Pork Chops?'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9a2neS5exI/AAAAAAAAACE/74L5HCjs7WM/s72-c/blchop.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981211858199761382.post-5709735481696031905</id><published>2008-03-10T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T09:40:48.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9Vj-eS5erI/AAAAAAAAABI/bCtZd7vy2lg/s1600-h/DSC00653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9Vj-eS5erI/AAAAAAAAABI/bCtZd7vy2lg/s200/DSC00653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176153271667620530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9VjjOS5eqI/AAAAAAAAABA/BFfYo3nFS9U/s1600-h/DSC00652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9VjjOS5eqI/AAAAAAAAABA/BFfYo3nFS9U/s200/DSC00652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176152803516185250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9Va6OS5epI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IIrfPbdbaBs/s1600-h/DSC00659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9Va6OS5epI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IIrfPbdbaBs/s200/DSC00659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176143303048526482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;                                                                                           We finally got enough snow to use those new sleds Santa brought this year. The kids had so much fun, but I think Wally and I had even more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6981211858199761382-5709735481696031905?l=themillerchill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/feeds/5709735481696031905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6981211858199761382&amp;postID=5709735481696031905' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5709735481696031905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6981211858199761382/posts/default/5709735481696031905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerchill.blogspot.com/2008/03/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>Heather  Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148768637550007829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/SA9D7EMYLDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LPvd5NddVjo/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hw9uzfFBiOE/R9Vj-eS5erI/AAAAAAAAABI/bCtZd7vy2lg/s72-c/DSC00653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
