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type='text'>Don't Tell Chrystal and Valerie but...</title><summary type='text'>I have been digging in old pics of Nannies!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7514182676683790070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=7514182676683790070&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/7514182676683790070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/7514182676683790070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2007/11/dont-tell-chrystal-and-valerie-but.html' title='Don&apos;t Tell Chrystal and Valerie but...'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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house it has a crowdThere's always something happeningAnd it's usually quite loud ..(shades of Madness)At least lately something is happening and it's quite loud anyway..The step daughter et al; are here during a transition period for them. Glad to have them of course.Although I have had to spank the little one a time or 2...or 3It's all for the good. We made muffins this AM. Jiffy muffins. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2923050872297763532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=2923050872297763532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/2923050872297763532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/2923050872297763532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2007/07/our-house.html' title='Our House'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' 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Their windows are open and he yells at the guy in the Rolls, "Hey, you got a telephone in that Rolls?"The guy in the Rolls says, "Yes, of course I do." "I got one too... see?" the Texan says. "Uh, huh, yes, that's very nice." "You got a fax machine?" asks the Texan. "Why, actually, yes, I do." "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/114057431080568849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=114057431080568849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114057431080568849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114057431080568849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/fridays-funnies_21.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-116447251927031740</id><published>2006-11-25T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T11:35:19.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen to this Happy Fun Song!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='related' href='http://thebandwidth.zefrank.com/ray/whipass.mp3' title='Listen to this Happy Fun Song!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116447251927031740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=116447251927031740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/116447251927031740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/116447251927031740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/listen-to-this-happy-fun-song.html' title='Listen to this Happy Fun Song!'/><author><name>Joan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-116438133930510240</id><published>2006-11-24T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T10:15:39.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OK...24 Hours of Thanksgiving is Over!</title><summary type='text'>Marti and I had a great idea that we would blog about the various goings on here at the house on Thanksgiving Day.  However it required that one or both of us be at the computer for a length of time, and aside from the time we spent looking up stuff on You Tube and trying to find "The Cubicle Song" and "I'm Gonna Whip Somebody's Ass" song, we were enjoying the lovely-ness of our family.  Alicia, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116438133930510240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=116438133930510240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/116438133930510240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/116438133930510240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok24-hours-of-thanksgiving-is-over.html' title='OK...24 Hours of Thanksgiving is Over!'/><author><name>Joan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-116424193700099199</id><published>2006-11-22T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T19:32:17.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Hours of Thanksgiving...</title><summary type='text'>...STARTS RIGHT NOW!Hi!  It's Joan!  Marti's sister!  We are together at Marti's house and Marti said, "We should do 24 hours of Thanksgiving on the blog!"  and I started tippity tapping away and here I am!  I'm not real sure what this means, but I'm sure it will be fun!Marti said, "DAMN!  The Turkey is still frozen."  and I replied, "We didn't die last year did we?"  ....STAY TUNED for more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116424193700099199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=116424193700099199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/116424193700099199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/116424193700099199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/24-hours-of-thanksgiving.html' title='24 Hours of Thanksgiving...'/><author><name>Joan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-116000442530254641</id><published>2006-10-04T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T19:27:05.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought...........</title><summary type='text'>Pleasant conversation is always better with a little eye candy..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116000442530254641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=116000442530254641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/116000442530254641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/116000442530254641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/thought.html' title='Thought...........'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-115953252964301161</id><published>2006-09-29T06:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T08:22:28.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>A short storyMan driving down road. Woman driving up same road.  They pass each other.The woman yells out the window, PIG!Man yells out window, B I T C H!Man rounds next curve.Crashes into a HUGE PIG in middle of road, and dies.Thought for The Day: If only men would listen....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115953252964301161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=115953252964301161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/115953252964301161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/115953252964301161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/fridays-funnies_29.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-115897425563211495</id><published>2006-09-23T08:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T08:41:28.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE this chick!</title><summary type='text'>Check her out...Wish I could have thought of these!AWESOME!</summary><link rel='related' href='http://indexed.blogspot.com/' title='I LOVE this chick!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115897425563211495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=115897425563211495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/115897425563211495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/115897425563211495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-this-chick.html' title='I LOVE this chick!'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-114057408219228628</id><published>2006-09-22T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T21:16:23.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>A guy walks into the local welfare office, marches straight up to the counter and says, "Hi... You know, I just HATE drawing welfare.  I'd really rather have a job."The social worker behind the counter says, "Your timing is excellent. We just got a job opening from a very wealthy old man who wants a chauffeur and bodyguard for his beautiful nymphomaniac daughter.  You'll have to drive around in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/114057408219228628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=114057408219228628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114057408219228628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114057408219228628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/fridays-funnies.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-115887997641143195</id><published>2006-09-21T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T19:06:16.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nova Scotia 2005</title><summary type='text'>2005_0903Image0029 Originally uploaded by marticagle.these are older pics but I just got them uploaded and it was such a beautiful place!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115887997641143195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=115887997641143195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/115887997641143195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/115887997641143195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/nova-scotia-2005.html' title='Nova Scotia 2005'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-115887989008645155</id><published>2006-09-21T18:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T19:04:50.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr</title><summary type='text'>This is a test post from , a fancy photo sharing thing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115887989008645155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=115887989008645155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/115887989008645155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/115887989008645155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/flickr.html' title='Flickr'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-115815614711613808</id><published>2006-09-13T10:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T10:02:27.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DUBYA</title><summary type='text'>George W. Bush was out jogging one morning along the parkway when he tripped, fell over a bridge railing, and landed in the creek belowBefore the Secret Service guys could get to him, 3 kids who were fishing pulled him out of the water. He was so grateful, he offered the kids whatever they wanted.The first kids said, " I want to go to Disneyland" George W. said "No problem, I'll take you there on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115815614711613808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=115815614711613808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/115815614711613808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/115815614711613808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/dubya.html' title='DUBYA'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-115772701775864684</id><published>2006-09-08T06:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T10:53:28.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Genie in a Bottle</title><summary type='text'>A husband takes his wife to play her first game of golf. Of course, the wife promptly hacked her first shot right through the window of the biggest house adjacent to the course. The husband cringed, "I warned you to be careful! Now we'll have to go up there, find the owner, apologize and see how much your lousy drive is going to cost us." So the couple walked up to the house and knocked on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115772701775864684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=115772701775864684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/115772701775864684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/115772701775864684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/genie-in-bottle.html' title='Genie in a Bottle'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-115764114440127351</id><published>2006-09-07T06:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T10:59:34.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Back To School Time!</title><summary type='text'>I THINK YOU'RE THE FATHER OF ONE OF MY KIDS...   A guy goes to the supermarket and notices a beautiful blond woman wave at him and say hello. He's rather taken aback, because he can't place where he knows her from. So he says, "Do you Know me?" To which she replies, "I think you're the father of one of my kids."   Now his mind travels back to the only time he has ever been unfaithful to his wife </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115764114440127351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=115764114440127351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/115764114440127351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/115764114440127351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-back-to-school-time.html' title='It&apos;s Back To School Time!'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-114057420134009003</id><published>2006-06-02T06:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T09:53:31.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>A redneck was stopped by a game warden in North Carolina recently with two icechests of fish. He was leaving a cove well known for its fishing. The gamewarden asked The man,"Do you have a license to catch those fish?""Naw, sir, I ain't got none of them there licenses, no. You must understandthese here are my pet fish.""Pet fish?" said the game warden."Ya. Every night I take these here fish down </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/114057420134009003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=114057420134009003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114057420134009003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114057420134009003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/06/fridays-funnies.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-114920569613056132</id><published>2006-06-01T19:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T19:48:16.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin' me some Shirley Q Liquor!</title><summary type='text'>My son introduced me to SQL a few years back... LOVE IT!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/114920569613056132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=114920569613056132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114920569613056132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114920569613056132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/06/lovin-me-some-shirley-q-liquor.html' title='Lovin&apos; me some Shirley Q Liquor!'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-114920461467963388</id><published>2006-06-01T19:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T19:31:05.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Check This Out</title><summary type='text'>Wholly Guacamole Batman!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/114920461467963388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=114920461467963388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114920461467963388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114920461467963388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/06/check-this-out.html' title='Check This Out'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-114907574558745946</id><published>2006-05-31T06:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T07:42:25.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mafia comes to Rockingham County!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/114907574558745946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=114907574558745946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114907574558745946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114907574558745946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/05/mafia-comes-to-rockingham-county.html' title='The Mafia comes to Rockingham County!'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-114504556541351586</id><published>2006-04-14T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T16:12:45.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY EASTER!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/114504556541351586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=114504556541351586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114504556541351586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114504556541351586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-easter.html' title='HAPPY EASTER!'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-114504585089283299</id><published>2006-04-14T15:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T16:17:30.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Test</title><summary type='text'>OMG IT'S ME!!!Your Personality IsIdealist (NF)You are a passionate, caring, and unique person.You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals.You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily.Your heart tends to rule you. You can't make decisions without considering feelings.You seek out other empathetic people to befriend.Truth and authenticity matters in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/114504585089283299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=114504585089283299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114504585089283299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114504585089283299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/04/personality-test.html' title='Personality Test'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112793947011052563</id><published>2006-03-31T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T21:12:56.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>BLONDE WITH A CELL PHONE  This will make  all you technologically challenged people feel GOOD. A young man wanted  to get his beautiful blonde wife, Susie, something nice for their first  wedding anniversary. So he decided to buy her a cell phone.  He showed her  the phone and explained to her all of its features. Susie was excited to  receive the gift and simply adored her new phone.  The next </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112793947011052563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112793947011052563&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112793947011052563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112793947011052563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/03/fridays-funnies_31.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-114057401947360124</id><published>2006-03-03T06:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T07:45:33.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>Three guys -- a Canadian farmer, Osama bin Laden, and an American engineer are working together one day. They come across a lantern and a Genie pops out of it. "I will give each of you one wish, which is three wishes total," says the Genie. The Canadian says, "I am a farmer, my dad was a farmer, and my son will also farm. I want the land to be forever fertile in Canada." Pooooof! With the blink </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/114057401947360124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=114057401947360124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114057401947360124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114057401947360124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/03/fridays-funnies.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-114108683817607619</id><published>2006-02-27T19:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T19:33:58.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cukes and Onions</title><summary type='text'>The hub and I both like to cook and at first this diet was really trying us. Being the "country folk" we are, everything was fried, or sauteed in real butter, or smothered in... well you get the picture..So now we experiment with herbs (no salt or minimal salt), I can't believe it's not butter.... spray.. And yes I can believe it is not butter..Anyway, we decided to try cucumbers and onions in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/114108683817607619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=114108683817607619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114108683817607619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114108683817607619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/02/cukes-and-onions.html' title='Cukes and Onions'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-113338444913003497</id><published>2006-02-24T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T07:40:44.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>The Old PreacherAn old preacher was dying. He sent a message for his IRS agent and his lawyer, both church members, to come to his home. When they arrived, they were ushered up to his bedroom. As they entered the room, the preacher held out his hands and motioned for them to sit on each side of the bed. The preacher grasped their hands, sighed contentedly, smiled and stared at the ceiling. For a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/113338444913003497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=113338444913003497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113338444913003497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113338444913003497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/02/fridays-funnies_24.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-114073846833449363</id><published>2006-02-23T18:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:47:48.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One F, I ate that cookie!</title><summary type='text'>You know you are loved when a special someone leaves you a comment, worrying because you haven't posted and gives you the encouraging speach to "Eat!!"  LOLOh and Jef, I didn't eat a cookie, even though they are sure looking good!!  The diet is going well. The hub and I complete our 7th week this Saturday. We weigh in every Saturday and for the first 6 weeks he has lost 25 lbs and I have lost </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/114073846833449363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=114073846833449363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114073846833449363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/114073846833449363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-f-i-ate-that-cookie.html' title='One F, I ate that cookie!'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-113727256848632574</id><published>2006-01-14T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T16:02:48.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week mark..</title><summary type='text'>So today we got up early to go to the "Place of Weight Loss" and have our first official weight in..I had weighed at home but our scales are off..Anyway..I lost 5 lbs and the hub lost...are you sitting down????ELEVEN pounds!! Go R!Now we go on the "official diet" as what we were doing before was kinda preping our bodies...BUTWe have the rest of today as lean meats and veggies so we made a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/113727256848632574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=113727256848632574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113727256848632574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113727256848632574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/01/one-week-mark.html' title='One Week mark..'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112187356237643256</id><published>2006-01-13T06:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T16:06:53.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>One Sunday, in counting the money in the weekly offering, the pastor of a small church found a pink envelope containing $1000. It happened  again    the next week. The following Sunday, he watched as the offering was collected and saw a little old lady put the distinctive pink envelope in   the plate. This went on for weeks until the pastor, overcome  by curiosity,  approached her.   "Ma'am, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112187356237643256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112187356237643256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112187356237643256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112187356237643256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/01/fridays-funnies.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-113727229859417216</id><published>2006-01-12T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T15:58:18.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Week</title><summary type='text'>K..We have had 4 days of only being able to eat this or that, intertwined with HNS shakes and or coffees..The hub not me... the coffee SUCKS..Now we have 3 days of lean meats and green veggies.. (All we can eat I might add!!!)Not sure how this going to help me lose weight...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/113727229859417216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=113727229859417216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113727229859417216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113727229859417216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/01/mid-week.html' title='Mid Week'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-113727215494970945</id><published>2006-01-08T07:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T15:55:54.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and a freakin quarter...</title><summary type='text'>The hub and I have been wanting for some time to lose weight. No, this isn't about a New Years resolution, I didn't make one. (figured I never kept any of the others why waste the effort!)Anyway, the hub's son M started a diet last May and has virtually lost a whole person..Due to his modesty and not wanting to jinx himself, he wouldn't tell us were he has going. no matter how we begged. Well </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/113727215494970945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=113727215494970945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113727215494970945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113727215494970945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2006/01/and-freakin-quarter.html' title='and a freakin quarter...'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-113449623412231996</id><published>2005-12-13T06:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T12:50:34.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Me?</title><summary type='text'>I just find this scary..and wrong in so many ways..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/113449623412231996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=113449623412231996&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113449623412231996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113449623412231996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/12/is-it-me.html' title='Is It Me?'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-113413067725321168</id><published>2005-12-09T06:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T07:17:57.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>1.Two antennas met on a roof, fell in love and got married. The ceremony wasn't much, but the reception was excellent.2. A jumper cable walks into a bar. The bartender says, "I'll serve you, but don't start anything."3. Two peanuts walk into a bar, and one was a salted.4. A dyslexic man walks into a bra.5. A man walks into a bar with a slab of asphalt under his arm and says:"A beer please, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/113413067725321168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=113413067725321168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113413067725321168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113413067725321168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/12/fridays-funnies_09.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-113172324408941394</id><published>2005-12-02T06:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T07:34:05.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>A woman rubbed a bottle and out popped a genie. The amazed  woman asked if she got three wishes.     The genie said, "Nope,  sorry, three-wish genies are a storybook myth. I'm a one-wish genie. So...   What'll it be?" The woman did not hesitate.    She said, "I want peace in the Middle East. See this map? I want these countries to stop fighting with each other and I want all the Arabs to love the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/113172324408941394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=113172324408941394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113172324408941394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113172324408941394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/12/fridays-funnies_02.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-113348013869436848</id><published>2005-12-01T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T18:35:38.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Writing Challenge</title><summary type='text'>I would like to try something new. Once a week, more than likely on Thursdays, I am going to post a creative writing challenge for myself. Give myself the weekend to work on it and post the results the following week. If the challenge so suits you, add it to your blog and also e-mail me when you post your results and I will place links to your creative writing results for all of us to share.This </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/113348013869436848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=113348013869436848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113348013869436848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113348013869436848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/12/creative-writing-challenge.html' title='Creative Writing Challenge'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-113337074870157983</id><published>2005-11-30T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T20:02:46.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoof on the Olympics</title><summary type='text'>Cartoon spoof on the Olympics....Click here:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/113337074870157983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=113337074870157983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113337074870157983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113337074870157983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/11/spoof-on-olympics.html' title='Spoof on the Olympics'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-113327295141413852</id><published>2005-11-29T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T09:02:52.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets</title><summary type='text'>I really like this blog and the book version comes out now.I will buy it when I find it.I find this blog interesting although sometimes I feel like a voyeur on other peoples lives while reading it. I find that kinda cool for some weird reason.I want to send in my own postcard to it.Peoples minds are so interesting......</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/113327295141413852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=113327295141413852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113327295141413852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113327295141413852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/11/secrets.html' title='Secrets'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-113313960923443745</id><published>2005-11-27T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T20:41:51.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2005</title><summary type='text'>So I missed a Friday's Funny or 2.. WOW how time flies. How was your turkey day? Mine was great. The Hub has Pnemonia (sp) now. Go figure. We went to one of those walk in weekend clinics today. What a great invention! I remember when I was little, if you got sick on the weekend, you either suffered, or paid out your bleeep to get any relief. Needless to say, we suffered a lot! LOLAnyway, now that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/113313960923443745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=113313960923443745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113313960923443745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113313960923443745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanksgiving-2005.html' title='Thanksgiving 2005'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-113113662664418663</id><published>2005-11-11T06:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T10:31:46.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>FEMALE POEMI want a man who's handsome, smart and strongOne who loves to listen long.One who thinks before he speaksOne who'll call, not wait for weeks.And when I spend his cash,He not be annoyed.Pulls out my chair and opens my door,massages my back and begs to do more.Oh! For a man who makes love to my mindAnd knows the answer to "how big is my behind?"I want this man to love me to no end,And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/113113662664418663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=113113662664418663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113113662664418663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113113662664418663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/11/fridays-funnies_11.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112981050037563912</id><published>2005-11-04T06:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T08:11:22.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>A woman walked into the kitchen to find her husband stalking around with a fly swatter. "What are you doing?" She asked."Hunting Flies" He responded"Oh. Killing any?" She asked."Yep, 3 males, 2 Females," he repliedIntrigued, she asked. "How can you tell?"He responded, "3 were on a beer can, 2 were on the phone."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112981050037563912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112981050037563912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112981050037563912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112981050037563912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/11/fridays-funnies.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-113102118016342294</id><published>2005-11-03T06:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T07:33:00.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyone has a personality of a cartoon character. Have you ever asked yourself what  cartoon character do you most resemble? A group of investigators got together and analyzed the personalities of well-known and modern cartoon characters. The information that was gathered was made into this test. Answer all the questions with what describes you best, add up all your points (which are next to the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/113102118016342294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=113102118016342294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113102118016342294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113102118016342294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/11/everyone-has-personality-of-cartoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-113052937240163411</id><published>2005-10-29T10:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T10:33:32.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>A cabbie picks up a nun.  She gets into the cab, and notices that the very handsome cab driver won't stop staring at her.  She asks him why he is staring.  He replies: "I have a question to ask you, but I don't want to offend you" She answers, "My son, you cannot offend me.  When you're as old as I am and have been a nun as long as I have, you get a chance to see and hear just about everything.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/113052937240163411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=113052937240163411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113052937240163411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/113052937240163411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/10/fridays-funnies_29.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112983352440474147</id><published>2005-10-28T06:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T08:01:08.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies - part two of two</title><summary type='text'>6. When I was six months pregnant with my third child, my three year old came into the room when I was just getting ready to get into the shower. She said, "Mommy, you are getting fat!"I replied, "Yes, honey, remember Mommy has a baby growing in her tummy.""I know," she replied, but what's growing in your butt?"7. A little boy was doing his math homework. He said to himself,"Two plus five, that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112983352440474147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112983352440474147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112983352440474147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112983352440474147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/10/fridays-funnies-part-two-of-two.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies - part two of two'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112991035101894115</id><published>2005-10-21T07:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T11:59:11.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies - An Extra for Today</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112991035101894115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112991035101894115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112991035101894115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112991035101894115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/10/fridays-funnies-extra-for-today.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies - An Extra for Today'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112983344378521116</id><published>2005-10-21T06:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T11:55:49.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies - part one of two</title><summary type='text'>1. A kindergarten pupil told his teacher he'd found a cat, but it was dead."How do you know that the cat was dead?" she asked her pupil."Because I pissed in its ear and it didn't move," answered the child innocently.You did WHAT ? ! ?" the teacher exclaimed in surprise."You know,"explained the boy, "I leaned over and went 'Pssst!' and it didn't move."2. A small boy is sent to bed by his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112983344378521116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112983344378521116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112983344378521116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112983344378521116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/10/fridays-funnies-part-one-of-two.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies - part one of two'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112981054214290838</id><published>2005-10-20T06:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T08:19:28.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Snack Mix</title><summary type='text'>1/2 c. Wild Berries (Red Jelly Beans)1/2 c. Owl Rings (Cheerios Cereal)1/2 c. Colored Flies (M&amp;M's)1/2 c. Butterfly Wings (Fritos)1/2 c. Cobwebs (Coconut)1/2 c. Ants (Raisins)1/2 c. Earth Worms (Chow Mein Noodles)1/2 c. Squirrel nuts (Shelled Peanuts)1/2 c. Bat Bones (Pretzels)1/2 c. Bird Seed (Shelled Sunflower Seeds)Mix all ingredients together in a large bowl. Makes 10 (1/2 c.) servings. A fun</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112981054214290838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112981054214290838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112981054214290838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112981054214290838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloween-snack-mix.html' title='Halloween Snack Mix'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112793953001183379</id><published>2005-10-14T04:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T07:37:50.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>A middle aged woman had a heart attack and was taken to the nearest hospital. While on the operating table, she had a near death experience. Seeing the Lord, she asked, "Is My Time Up?" The Lord said, "No! You have another 43 years, 2 months and 8 days to live."Upon recovery, the woman decided to stay in the hospital and have a face-lift, liposuction, and a tummy tuck. Since she had so much more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112793953001183379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112793953001183379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112793953001183379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112793953001183379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/10/fridays-funnies.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112869831382918294</id><published>2005-10-07T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T11:18:33.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yankee Test</title><summary type='text'>This is funny!I scored:83% (Dixie).  Do you still use Confederate money?Go figure, and moi being from Texas!check it out!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112869831382918294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112869831382918294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112869831382918294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112869831382918294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/10/yankee-test.html' title='Yankee Test'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112488935692749102</id><published>2005-10-07T06:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T11:19:30.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>An Indiana farm wife called the local phone company to report her telephone failed to ring when her friends called - and that on the few occasions when it did ring, her pet dog always moaned right before the phone rang.The telephone repairman proceeded to the scene, curious to see this psychic dog or senile elderly lady. He climbed a nearby telephone pole, hooked in his test set, anddialed the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112488935692749102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112488935692749102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112488935692749102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112488935692749102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/10/fridays-funnies_112488935692749102.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112843457002259349</id><published>2005-10-04T06:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T10:02:50.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry in motion</title><summary type='text'>He didn't like the casseroleAnd he didn't like my cakeMy biscuits were too hard... Not like his mother used to makeI didn't perk the coffee rightHe didn't like the stewI didn't mend his socks... The way his mother used to doI pondered for an answerI was looking for a clueThen I turned around and smacked him... Like his Mother used to do</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112843457002259349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112843457002259349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112843457002259349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112843457002259349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/10/poetry-in-motion.html' title='Poetry in motion'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112618011979020614</id><published>2005-09-30T06:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T07:39:10.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>Walking into his favorite bar, Mike said to the bartender, "Pour me a stiff one. I just had another fight with the little woman." "Oh yeah?" said Fred. "And how did this one end ?" When it was over," Mike replied, "she came to me   on her hands and knees." "Really? Now that's a switch! What did she say ?"  She said, "Come out from under that bed, you little chickenshit."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112618011979020614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112618011979020614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112618011979020614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112618011979020614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/fridays-funnies_30.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112800415285666026</id><published>2005-09-29T06:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T10:29:12.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Mothball</title><summary type='text'>The Mothball was a blast! I have pictures to incriminate I mean post later. I am still re-couping. I know, I know it's Thursday, but the long drive Sunday, brick laying class on Tuesday, and after work errands that must be completed by Friday have kept mui from getting much needed rest. And speaking of brick laying, on another post I must share my son's conversation with some friends about me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112800415285666026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112800415285666026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112800415285666026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112800415285666026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/post-mothball.html' title='Post Mothball'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112747689877871568</id><published>2005-09-23T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T08:01:38.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Much Are You Worth?</title><summary type='text'>I am worth $1,186,352 on HumanForSale.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112747689877871568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112747689877871568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112747689877871568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112747689877871568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/how-much-are-you-worth.html' title='How Much Are You Worth?'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112747595625344027</id><published>2005-09-23T06:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T07:45:56.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>A Fairy TaleOnce upon a time, a guy asked a girl, "Will you marry me?"The girl said, "No."And the guy lived happily ever after and went golfing and fishing a lot. THE END</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112747595625344027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112747595625344027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112747595625344027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112747595625344027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/fridays-funnies_23.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112743276947868176</id><published>2005-09-22T19:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T19:46:09.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moth Ball</title><summary type='text'>So it all started with my sister inviting the hub and I to go to The Moth Ball with her. Never heard of it? Click here!It's but on by this group for a really good fund raiser..You see she was last years Moth Ball Queen and wanted us to share in the honor and glory of her passing the crown on to the new queen.So it has always sounded like fun so we thought what the heck! Part of the fun is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112743276947868176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112743276947868176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112743276947868176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112743276947868176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/moth-ball.html' title='The Moth Ball'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112717895228639368</id><published>2005-09-20T06:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T07:41:15.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday's Tantrum</title><summary type='text'>Cell PhonesGotta love 'em, gotta hate 'em!For some of us, the cell phone is our link to friends and family. A modern person's replacement to the corded set most of us grew up with. The security of having it with you almost all the time for all those Justin Cases. The voice message system is the 2K's upgrade to the 1980 and 90's answering machines. Used exactly what it is there for. To answer if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112717895228639368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112717895228639368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112717895228639368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112717895228639368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/tuesdays-tantrum.html' title='Tuesday&apos;s Tantrum'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112483513620657518</id><published>2005-09-16T06:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T07:26:10.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>Breakfast on the FarmA little boy comes down to breakfast. Since his family lives on a farm, his mother asks if he has done his chores. "Not yet," said the little boy.His mother tells him no breakfast until he does his chores. Well, he's a little pissed, so he goes to feed the chickens, and he kicks a chicken. He goes to feed the cows, and he kicks a cow. He goes to feed the pigs, and he kicks a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112483513620657518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112483513620657518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112483513620657518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112483513620657518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/fridays-funnies_16.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112671831344241103</id><published>2005-09-14T06:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T13:18:33.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>500th Post!</title><summary type='text'>WOO HOO! This is post number 500 for me!On a more serious note, I got on to put this web site out here and ask for prayers for a very good friend of mines daughter.When you go to that web site check out her "My Story" and leave her a note in "the guestbook".A quick run down of what happened...She started having trouble breathing and went to several doctors to find out what the problem was to no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112671831344241103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112671831344241103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112671831344241103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112671831344241103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/500th-post.html' title='500th Post!'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112664504392512745</id><published>2005-09-13T17:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T16:57:23.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday's</title><summary type='text'>I have been wanting to make Tuesday my tantrum day, but as the hub and I signed up for brick laying classes, that has been a bit hard! Classes are every Tuesday up to the week of Thanksgiving..Tonight,we learn to slap mortar onto a brick and it stay....Or should I say it SHOULD stay....We have several projects in mind with what we learn from this class, but me thinks after this weekend, we aren't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112664504392512745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112664504392512745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112664504392512745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112664504392512745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/tuesdays.html' title='Tuesday&apos;s'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112656795501572248</id><published>2005-09-12T19:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T19:32:35.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SO, how was your weekend?</title><summary type='text'>Mine envolved drills, drill wounds ( I drilled his finger), ambulances, a trip to the hospital. (The hub had shortness of breath, was light-headed and tightness in the chest. Turns out to be a reaction to me drilling his finger.)The Doc told me I could come into the room as long as I wasn't armed with a drill. The hub laughed.I said "Not Funny!"We where trying to fix the ceiling vent you can see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112656795501572248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112656795501572248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112656795501572248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112656795501572248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-how-was-your-weekend.html' title='SO, how was your weekend?'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112644685220238162</id><published>2005-09-11T07:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T09:54:12.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IN MEMORANDUM</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112644685220238162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112644685220238162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112644685220238162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112644685220238162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/in-memorandum.html' title=''/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112656873125167259</id><published>2005-09-09T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T08:01:16.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gulfport distruction</title><summary type='text'>The company I work for is in the Hurricane area doing repairs. Check these pics out in the Gulfport area.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112656873125167259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112656873125167259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112656873125167259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112656873125167259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/gulfport-distruction.html' title='Gulfport distruction'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112619896640233266</id><published>2005-09-09T06:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T07:13:27.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>Top 10 Dog Peeves About Humans10. Blaming your farts on me... not funny... not funny at all!!!9. Yelling at me for barking . I'M A FRIGGIN' DOG, YOU IDIOT!8. Taking me for a walk, then not letting me check stuff out. Exactly whose walk is this anyway?7. Any trick that involves balancing food on my nose... stop it!6. Any haircut that involves bows or ribbons. Now you know why we chew your stuff up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112619896640233266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112619896640233266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112619896640233266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112619896640233266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/fridays-funnies_09.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112622394119871159</id><published>2005-09-08T19:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T19:59:01.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And I entertain also!</title><summary type='text'>Let me set the scene for you..The hub and I are enjoying our first night alone at the Inn in Nova Scotia. The Inn is on a bay....Quaint atmosphere....Known for their Gourmet food....Dinner by Candlelight...And I am making the Hub laugh by....(please ignore the picture quality.. it was VERY dark in the inn.)Yes that is me with a spoon on my nose...It balanced quite well!The waitress never saw me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112622394119871159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112622394119871159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112622394119871159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112622394119871159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/and-i-entertain-also.html' title='And I entertain also!'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112610008026137150</id><published>2005-09-07T06:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T10:21:33.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back!</title><summary type='text'>Whew!!We are back all safe and sound. Which unfortunately I can't say for the some of the people in the gulf states. What a tragic thing to happen! That is about all the Canadians watched on TV every where we went, and we kept getting asked why it was taking so long to get aid there. What do you say?!?!?!(Personal opinion  I think the FEMA dude should find new employment that does not require any</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112610008026137150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112610008026137150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112610008026137150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112610008026137150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back!'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112576331837142923</id><published>2005-09-03T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T12:01:58.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Red and the Captain are almost home!</title><summary type='text'>Red and the Captain are due back from their excursion to Nova Scotia tonight!  YAY!  I can't wait to hear their stories and see the pictures!  I would expect that once she gets home, gets some rest, unpacks, gets caught up at work, finds a cure for Cancer, reinvents the wheel, and cooks a nice meal, she'll blog about it here! LOL!  I love you Sissy and B-I-L!  I hope y'all had a good trip and had</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112576331837142923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112576331837142923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112576331837142923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112576331837142923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/red-and-captain-are-almost-home.html' title='Red and the Captain are almost home!'/><author><name>Joan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112570399094748172</id><published>2005-09-02T19:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T19:36:57.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If you haven't already done so...</title><summary type='text'>...please considering donating to The American Red Cross or the relief organization of your choice to help the victims of Hurricane Katrina.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112570399094748172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112570399094748172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112570399094748172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112570399094748172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/if-you-havent-already-done-so.html' title='If you haven&apos;t already done so...'/><author><name>Joan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112570380768076054</id><published>2005-09-02T19:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T19:30:07.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I got word from New Orleans</title><summary type='text'>I have a friend who lives and works in the New Orleans area that I have been worried about since it looked like Katrina was headed straight for New Orleans.  I wrote my friend an email Sunday night and simply let her know I was praying that she was OK and asking that she get in touch when she can. She wrote me an email that I received this morning:doing ok - busy but often I cry...life is sad for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112570380768076054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112570380768076054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112570380768076054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112570380768076054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-got-word-from-new-orleans.html' title='I got word from New Orleans'/><author><name>Joan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112561465809952089</id><published>2005-09-01T18:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T18:44:18.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>True!  So True!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112561465809952089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112561465809952089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112561465809952089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112561465809952089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/09/true-so-true.html' title='True!  So True!'/><author><name>Joan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112553911926298321</id><published>2005-08-31T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T21:45:19.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>People are goin' freakin' nuts!!!</title><summary type='text'>I knew there was going to be a problem when I heard one of my co-workers hang up the phone from talking to her husband and say, "Well, gas is $3.89."When I left work, traffic was backed up more than usual. The reason?  There was a gas station on the corner and people were lining up to fill up.  I got to the next light and had to sit through it twice. Why? There was a gas station at that corner </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112553911926298321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112553911926298321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112553911926298321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112553911926298321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/people-are-goin-freakin-nuts.html' title='People are goin&apos; freakin&apos; nuts!!!'/><author><name>Joan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112528556849177539</id><published>2005-08-28T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T23:37:00.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello from Red's Sister!</title><summary type='text'>Greetings all your Red readers!  I am Joan and for those of you that don't already know this, I am Red's sister.While Red is on vacation with the Captain, she is asking me and her son (my nephew) to fill in for her.  We are all inconsistent bloggers at best, so this should be interesting!  LOL!  I wanted to share one of my favorite memories of my sister when we were younger:  When I was little, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112528556849177539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112528556849177539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112528556849177539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112528556849177539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-from-reds-sister.html' title='Hello from Red&apos;s Sister!'/><author><name>Joan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112509329036086309</id><published>2005-08-27T05:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T05:47:45.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Off</title><summary type='text'>And not to see the wizard!"The Trip" is upon us and the hub and I will be out of town for week. In the interim I have asked my son and my seaster to guest blog for me. No telling what kind of treats you are in for!Also AC is back!  Check out his new blog via blogrolling on  the left. I have recently disovered another blog of a poetic woman, Contraptions. Check out her writings also and leave them</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112509329036086309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112509329036086309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112509329036086309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112509329036086309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/were-off.html' title='We&apos;re Off'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112497389254920921</id><published>2005-08-26T06:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T07:17:41.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>NEW DRUGS FOR WOMEND A M N I T O L -Take 2 and the rest of the world can go to hell for up to 8 full hours.ST. M O M M A'S W O R T - Plant extract that treats mom's depression by rendering preschoolers unconsciousfor up to two days.E M P T Y N E S T R O G E N - Suppository that eliminates melancholy and loneliness by reminding you of howawful they were as teenagers and how you couldn't wait till </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112497389254920921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112497389254920921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112497389254920921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112497389254920921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/fridays-funnies_26.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112483598869594559</id><published>2005-08-25T06:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T09:25:01.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip</title><summary type='text'>Check this out!Be sure to view the photo gallery also!The Trip is getting close!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112483598869594559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112483598869594559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112483598869594559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112483598869594559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/trip_25.html' title='The Trip'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112492229851357773</id><published>2005-08-25T06:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T08:46:30.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Love This...</title><summary type='text'>Think before you say something stupid! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112492229851357773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112492229851357773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112492229851357773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112492229851357773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-just-love-this.html' title='I Just Love This...'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112432069734058705</id><published>2005-08-24T06:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T07:42:11.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does your surname come from?</title><summary type='text'>As we all know I am intrigued by Genealogy. Today I thought I would post something kinda fun. Yes they want you to "buy" their membership but seeing the origins of your surname is free and kinda cool! Try it!Search for your surname origins here!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112432069734058705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112432069734058705&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112432069734058705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112432069734058705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/where-does-your-surname-come-from.html' title='Where does your surname come from?'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112480001634787473</id><published>2005-08-23T06:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T08:26:56.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tuesday Tantrum</title><summary type='text'>Tipping Etiquette goes both ways. We are told via news articles or TV stories that standard tipping is 15% for lunch, 20% for dinner. We can even buy the little tipping cheater charts billfold size for all those times pressure is high, (or you have has a wee bit too much to drink) and you can’t think quickly on what that amount should be. Restaurants hire servers at a low wage with the intent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112480001634787473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112480001634787473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112480001634787473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112480001634787473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/tuesday-tantrum.html' title='A Tuesday Tantrum'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-111780635974132063</id><published>2005-08-19T05:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T08:36:15.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>After a hardy rainstorm filled all the potholes in the streets and alleys, a young mother watched her two little boys playing in the puddle through her kitchen window.The older of the two, a five-year old lad, grabbed his sibling by the back of his head and shoved his face into the water hole. As the boy recovered and stood laughing and dripping, the mother runs to the yard in a panic."Why on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/111780635974132063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=111780635974132063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/111780635974132063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/111780635974132063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/fridays-funnies_19.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112432048283310468</id><published>2005-08-18T06:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T07:34:13.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Natures signs of things to come?</title><summary type='text'>OK I am already afraid of snakes, any snake would be harmful to me because I am sure I would injure myself trying to get away from it. But can you imagine  this ? And then in the sea that I oh so love to be near, these creatures  are trying their tenicles at land-lubbing. Doesn't it make you wonder what is going on that drives them to this? And both of these happening now? Hummmmmmm Natures gotta</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112432048283310468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112432048283310468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112432048283310468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112432048283310468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/natures-signs-of-things-to-come.html' title='Natures signs of things to come?'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112414756405413025</id><published>2005-08-17T06:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T07:33:44.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday Bit O' Genealogy</title><summary type='text'>Give a hearty raise of the mug to: George Abernethy DeBarrie, born about 1580 in Barrie, Strath Isla, Baniff, Scotland. His father's name was Thomas. George had at least 2 sons; Robert A. Abernethy and William Abernethy. Robert was my first relative on the Abernethy side to come to the U.S. (1652). (More on Robert another time.)The name Abernethy was anglo-sized to Abernathy after they came to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112414756405413025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112414756405413025&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112414756405413025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112414756405413025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/wednesday-bit-o-genealogy.html' title='Wednesday Bit O&apos; Genealogy'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112414854994728569</id><published>2005-08-16T06:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T07:29:40.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip</title><summary type='text'>Well it is coming up on about 2 weeks before we go onTHE TRIP TRIPTriptripWe are going to be near here and here and I read that agates, amethysts and such are found on the beaches and nearby paths. So guess who will be combing the beaches?!?!Between the B&amp;B inn stay, these 2 areas and seeing this area,me thinks our time is going to be full!Did you know:Many victims of the Titanic sinking are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112414854994728569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112414854994728569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112414854994728569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112414854994728569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/trip_16.html' title='The Trip'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112371417624165305</id><published>2005-08-12T05:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T08:15:51.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>A young blonde was on vacation and driving through the Everglades . She wanted to take home a pair of genuine alligator shoes in the worst way, but was very reluctant to pay the high prices the local vendors were asking. After becoming very frustrated with the "no haggle on prices" attitude of one of the shopkeepers, the blonde shouted, "Well then, maybe I'll just go out and catch my own </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112371417624165305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112371417624165305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112371417624165305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112371417624165305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/fridays-funnies_12.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112324291724951090</id><published>2005-08-05T06:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T07:55:17.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>A man approached the minister at his church...."Reverend," he said, "We have a problem. My wife keeps falling asleep during your sermons.  It's very embarrassing, not to mention disrespectful. What can I do?""I've noticed this and have an idea if you're up to the task," said the minister. "Take this hat pin with you. I can see when Mrs. Jones is sleeping, and will motion to you. When I motion, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112324291724951090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112324291724951090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112324291724951090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112324291724951090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/fridays-funnies.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112302734281118690</id><published>2005-08-04T05:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T07:59:58.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Trip"</title><summary type='text'>Time is getting closer for "The Trip"  triptriptriphear that in a deep, thunderous, echoing voice.Although time is not passing as fast as I would like!The Hub and I have booked us a romantic little nite away here Gourmet Meal and all!Cool!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112302734281118690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112302734281118690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112302734281118690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112302734281118690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/trip.html' title='&quot;The Trip&quot;'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112302838627565461</id><published>2005-08-03T06:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T07:39:17.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet David Tobe Yarbrough, my Great Grandfather..</title><summary type='text'>He just appeared from heaven one day with a boom!Not really, but he is the brick wall for those of us on the Yarbrough side. He had parents of course and brothers, (not sure about sisters) and according to him he was born in Florence, Alabama, April 27th, 1865. He died in Fort Worth Texas, March 8, 1938. Whatever happened with his family started in 1905, when his fisrt wife Laura died. My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112302838627565461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112302838627565461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112302838627565461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112302838627565461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/meet-david-tobe-yarbrough-my-great.html' title='Meet David Tobe Yarbrough, my Great Grandfather..'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112299368844305312</id><published>2005-08-02T06:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T10:45:10.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice little birthday gifts</title><summary type='text'>I received a package from my son for my birthday, and inside was a nice little suprise...A second gift from his friend Denise!Written on the outside was...This is from Denise, I told her all about you and she thought you'd like it! I agreed!Love,EricI opened it up,Curious to what someone who doesn’t know me (except through what my son passes on) would think I like.I carefully opened the package </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112299368844305312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112299368844305312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112299368844305312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112299368844305312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/nice-little-birthday-gifts_02.html' title='Nice little birthday gifts'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112299348696498637</id><published>2005-08-02T06:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T10:38:06.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice little birthday gifts</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112299348696498637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112299348696498637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112299348696498637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112299348696498637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/08/nice-little-birthday-gifts.html' title='Nice little birthday gifts'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112257996384400493</id><published>2005-07-29T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T08:43:53.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>Four women were driving across the country. Each one was from a different area of the country: Idaho, Nebraska, North Carolina and one from a northern state.Shortly after the trip began, the woman from Idaho started pulling potatoes from her bag and throwing them out of the window. "What the heck are you doing?" demanded the Nebraskan.  "We have so many of these darn things in Idaho, I am just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112257996384400493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112257996384400493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112257996384400493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112257996384400493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/07/fridays-funnies_29.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112250989528551644</id><published>2005-07-28T05:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T07:42:48.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nova Scotia</title><summary type='text'>Here after dubbed:THE TRIPWe are going here in about a month. The hubs friend lives in Collingwood Corner. I hear it will be blueberry picken time.Bit O tiviaThe hubs friends wifes first husbands family invented the blueberry picker... they use it to pick cranberries also. (how many "s" can you pack into one sentence?)Did you know the Blueberry plant turns red after being harvested? Weird ey?I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112250989528551644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112250989528551644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112250989528551644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112250989528551644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/07/nova-scotia.html' title='Nova Scotia'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112250774057944904</id><published>2005-07-27T19:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T19:42:20.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Laura (Blair) Yarbrough </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112250774057944904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112250774057944904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112250774057944904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112250774057944904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/07/laura-blair-yarbrough.html' title=''/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112250844986809841</id><published>2005-07-27T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T20:02:32.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday is for a Bit O'Family History</title><summary type='text'>This was my Great Grandfathers first wife Laura. These are his first 3 children, from left, Lula L., John Brackenridge (baby), and Johnie Suiter Yarbrough. Laura passed away in Iowa Park Texas in 1905 so this picture is about 1904 to 1905. I am not sure what she passed away of, but it caused a family riff and my grandfather seperated from his family. This is my brick wall in my family genealogy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112250844986809841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112250844986809841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112250844986809841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112250844986809841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/07/wednesday-is-for-bit-ofamily-history.html' title='Wednesday is for a Bit O&apos;Family History'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112194786119450263</id><published>2005-07-22T06:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T07:53:38.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>How many dogs does it take to change a light bulb? 1. Golden Retriever: The sun is shining, the day is young, we've got our whole lives ahead of us, and you're inside worrying about a stupid burned out bulb?2. Border Collie: Just one. And then I'll replace any wiring that's not up to code. 3. Dachshund: You know I can't reach that stupid lamp! 4. Rottweiler: Make me. 5. Boxer: Who cares? I can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112194786119450263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112194786119450263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112194786119450263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112194786119450263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/07/fridays-funnies_22.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112181426256712016</id><published>2005-07-20T05:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T11:40:59.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am constantly amazed at some things....</title><summary type='text'>Want to read some things that just boggle the mind??Check out Chewies and the Troublemakers blogs posting some hearings happening here by the Greeensboro Truth and Reconciliation Commission. (The sad day in question happened back in the late 70s, KKK, Nazis, people died.)At least read Chewies last 2 posts including his transcript of a KKK leader.  The Troublemaker has several on the subject </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112181426256712016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112181426256712016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112181426256712016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112181426256712016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am-constantly-amazed-at-some-things.html' title='I am constantly amazed at some things....'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112181230768012395</id><published>2005-07-19T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T18:31:47.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not for Sale</title><summary type='text'>We have officially taken the house off the market. The 6 months listing with the realtor is almost up and we got her to agree to take it off the market. I am real surprised it didn't sell. We averaged 2 to 3 showings a week, my house is always clean, in a good neighborhood...I have my opinions as to why it didn't sell but  you know how much opinions weigh.. I guess it wasn't meant to be. So, now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112181230768012395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112181230768012395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112181230768012395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112181230768012395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/07/not-for-sale.html' title='Not for Sale'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112170705559967530</id><published>2005-07-18T06:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T13:17:35.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Monday... da da.. da da da da</title><summary type='text'>So we are thinking of going away on a relaxing vacation. The hub has just completed a 4 year project for his company that was a major software write and an extreme upgrade for them. Needless to say he is a little tired and needs to de-stress. We looked at vacation packages for some places including Bahamas, Jamaca and the Carribean. Looks like we have settled on Nova Scotia...Did your head just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112170705559967530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112170705559967530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112170705559967530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112170705559967530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/07/monday-monday-da-da-da-da-da-da.html' title='Monday Monday... da da.. da da da da'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936864.post-112134662126148492</id><published>2005-07-15T06:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T07:27:04.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Funnies</title><summary type='text'>This so reminds me of my place of businessAn Indian walks into a cafe with a shotgun in one hand pulling a malebuffalo with the other. He says to the waiter, "Me want coffee." The waiter says, "Sure, Chief, coming right up." He gets the Indian a tallmug of coffee. The Indian drinks the coffee, turns and blasts the buffalo with the shotgun, causing parts of animal to splatter everywhere, then just</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/feeds/112134662126148492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5936864&amp;postID=112134662126148492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112134662126148492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936864/posts/default/112134662126148492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofaredhead.blogspot.com/2005/07/fridays-funnies_15.html' title='Friday&apos;s Funnies'/><author><name>Red</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/255/1600/icon%20pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
