<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326</id><updated>2011-11-17T13:20:51.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Messages From the Girl Pod</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-2118543434126608424</id><published>2011-11-15T17:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T17:54:41.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cup Entertainment</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night it was really late and I was not tired at all (OK&amp;nbsp;maybe&amp;nbsp;a little bit) and I was bored so I&amp;nbsp;decided to make&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;couple of towers&amp;nbsp;with plastic cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-av1sDMrlM4M/TsMUEKMQPdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/FLSMPFXoXyk/s1600/IMG_1005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-av1sDMrlM4M/TsMUEKMQPdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/FLSMPFXoXyk/s320/IMG_1005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Ta-da! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdxhlLMmNsQ/TsFyCg5_YbI/AAAAAAAAAKI/9x6f-IxqdDM/s1600/IMG_1127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdxhlLMmNsQ/TsFyCg5_YbI/AAAAAAAAAKI/9x6f-IxqdDM/s640/IMG_1127.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It snowed a few days ago, and we have been playing outside a LOT. we built a 6 ft snowman, but it fell over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TpgJq3dsEZI/TsFyEa_fkgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nmnGHVWIlJo/s1600/IMG_1129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TpgJq3dsEZI/TsFyEa_fkgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nmnGHVWIlJo/s640/IMG_1129.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But we still have the bottom part(which is tall as my little sister.) our dog likes to bite are hats and gloves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ky4eXJnj5_E/TsFy3HPk15I/AAAAAAAAAKY/eg4Gah2lQAA/s1600/IMG_1124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ky4eXJnj5_E/TsFy3HPk15I/AAAAAAAAAKY/eg4Gah2lQAA/s640/IMG_1124.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so, we sit on top of the giant snowball until he gets bored and leaves. We got our Christmas pillows out and bought some warm plaid&amp;nbsp;blankets for winter.&amp;nbsp;It feels so cozy in our little house while mom is playing a song on the piano while he sit on the couch (or if dad is playing his favorite songs on the computer while we dance in the kitchen). I love snowy days. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-7996524551227049065?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/7996524551227049065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-snowed-few-days-ago-and-we-have-been.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/7996524551227049065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/7996524551227049065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-snowed-few-days-ago-and-we-have-been.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdxhlLMmNsQ/TsFyCg5_YbI/AAAAAAAAAKI/9x6f-IxqdDM/s72-c/IMG_1127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-5845059393235298965</id><published>2011-08-12T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T14:43:01.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rice Pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; My three year old sister has been drinking  the soy  sauce out of the bottle and if we try to take it from her she will say " That's my rice pop" Rice pop, I told her it was for the rice but now she calls it rice pop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's making us all sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ehomedelivery.com/shop/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/4/4/4430012511.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-5845059393235298965?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/5845059393235298965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2011/08/rice-pop.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/5845059393235298965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/5845059393235298965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2011/08/rice-pop.html' title='Rice Pop'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-4708508058423727331</id><published>2011-05-19T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T09:57:54.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>I am going to move in about eleven days. We went up to Spokane and stayed for about four days and we left my dad and my two youngest sisters. Then we took a rental truck and drove back we stayed at a hotel with a slide and swimming pool and a sauna and a hot tub we went to sleep and woke up and had breakfast then got on the road again. When we got to the place for rental cars we walked home (it isn't far from are house) and stopped at the pet store on the way back and then kept walking when we got home we took a nap and when we woke up we started  packing (and unpacking )  Its been about four days since we got back and we have about sixty boxes already! I don't want to move but I also do its going to be sad when I move but also exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-4708508058423727331?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/4708508058423727331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2011/05/moving.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/4708508058423727331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/4708508058423727331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2011/05/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-6805567493022219567</id><published>2011-04-05T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:12:15.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My birthday  was on March  16th I turned ten years old it was lots of fun, we had German chocolate cake and did a pinata .We had to use a Santa hat because we forgot to bring a blind fold. It worked really well.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vAPtkzQ6FWo/TZudVTSGE5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zb5sk577XFM/s320/IMG_2992.JPG" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592236351589585810" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jxogmh_qX74/TZudzDcAZ3I/AAAAAAAAAGI/XcZ8gTZU_ho/s320/IMG_2993.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592236862732265330" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nKcEj_kI0iA/TZ4tlmEpB9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/6scACY1dOz0/s320/IMG_2994.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592957911139157970" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jOkq8qo8YIA/TZuepyVD7aI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kmBt68N44Ec/s320/IMG_2995.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592237803032538530" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TuYVG8FkA6c/TZufUF69cyI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4E8_LYoYjv8/s320/IMG_2996.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592238529846276898" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zpnWvwD_O68/TZugQFScPSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/UU7oLLWA67Q/s320/IMG_3003.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592239560468479266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Every one had lots of fun. After the pinata we went to pick up Subway party platter and went home, after we ate subway we had the cake, it was really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qTrcTNV1gSI/TZuj5CkaxzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/8qTd5RLXJ-E/s320/IMG_3018.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592243562648094514" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that we had presents .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A new red  wallet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PYf6SxrAh5k/TZ4sufyzovI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qGRF2EUwYeI/s320/IMG_3008.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592956964560937714" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a home made book from my sister &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BgpcmWME7UE/TZ4uPdkk2RI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SCVjgnuTOjs/s320/IMG_3012.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592958630411688210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; three new headbands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OdNojPdFz5Q/TZ4xX90nDTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/hRLM6LfzkVk/s320/IMG_3015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592962075042712882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had one of the best birthdays in my  entire  life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-6805567493022219567?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/6805567493022219567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/6805567493022219567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/6805567493022219567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vAPtkzQ6FWo/TZudVTSGE5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zb5sk577XFM/s72-c/IMG_2992.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-132184253577893254</id><published>2011-01-15T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T09:24:47.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Own Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have always wanted my own room, I share a room with three sisters and its get cramped in there,I share a bed with one of my sisters.When we move I will get my own room, or I will share a room with one of my sisters, that's good enough.I really need my own room too,I am almost ten and so I have a lot of stuff.clothes,games,toys,books, a lot of stuff.I keep my side of the room clean but my sister does not have a clean side.I am exited to move we will get a dog,a farm and my own room (maybe).Here is a picture of a room that I like.&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.en.china.cn/0/0,0,310,3200,600,461,0ace32ba.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 461px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this room I love the colors  and the bed  and the desk I love the hanger and the big closet and  the shelves  and the rugs. I have lots of plans for my own room for the walls I have three ideas first red all over then  yellow green and blue polka  dots second idea is horses running in the snow third idea is raven claw  common room ( its from harry potter, I am a big fan of it) I have always wanted  my own room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-132184253577893254?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/132184253577893254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-own-room.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/132184253577893254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/132184253577893254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-own-room.html' title='My Own Room'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-9177236887674040850</id><published>2010-10-06T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T09:17:06.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Big Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/TK1AkoM2w3I/AAAAAAAAADw/dRnHI8qNNiw/s1600/IMG_1615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/TK1AkoM2w3I/AAAAAAAAADw/dRnHI8qNNiw/s320/IMG_1615.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525143315864273778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/TK1AZpuR8pI/AAAAAAAAADo/UTHofM_-6Rg/s1600/IMG_2059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/TK1AZpuR8pI/AAAAAAAAADo/UTHofM_-6Rg/s320/IMG_2059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525143127294341778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/TK0_y68WExI/AAAAAAAAADg/gL6RVy5CwcM/s1600/IMG_1763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/TK0_y68WExI/AAAAAAAAADg/gL6RVy5CwcM/s320/IMG_1763.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525142461901837074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/TK0_LWPdu7I/AAAAAAAAADY/Orp_092V9Ik/s1600/IMG_1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/TK0_LWPdu7I/AAAAAAAAADY/Orp_092V9Ik/s320/IMG_1127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525141782035020722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a big brother he is eleven, he has been dancing for three years and loves it. He has a really cool bike he calls it his Ferrari.He he will probably get mad at me for blogging about him, but that's too bad. His favorite sport is probably basketball.  He has really cool braces that are green and blue. He also loves airplanes.Sometimes he is so annoying but sometimes he is my best Buddie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-9177236887674040850?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/9177236887674040850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-big-brother.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/9177236887674040850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/9177236887674040850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-big-brother.html' title='My Big Brother'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/TK1AkoM2w3I/AAAAAAAAADw/dRnHI8qNNiw/s72-c/IMG_1615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-7507671687690253838</id><published>2010-03-28T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T19:08:26.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Day</title><content type='html'>Today I went to church and  sang eight songs in sacermeting, after church my friends came over. We played for about 45 minutes. After that I went in my house and then my family and I watched a few videos then I played on the computer to write on my blog.well I had a really short day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-7507671687690253838?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/7507671687690253838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2010/03/short-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/7507671687690253838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/7507671687690253838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2010/03/short-day.html' title='Short Day'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-1947932471639730190</id><published>2010-03-27T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T13:21:31.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mimg.ugo.com/200805/4908/Hobbit-BookCover-Green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 389px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://mimg.ugo.com/200805/4908/Hobbit-BookCover-Green.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today my uncle aunt and cousins came, and I am going to go swimming with my other cousins and aunt and uncle maybe, but I hope we can.  am reading the hobbit, so far it's good I am on page 13 I like it.It snowed last night and we have been playing out there.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://moughamian.com/images/lan_snowyday1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the snow but I am getting sick of it I want it to be warm, it has been warm in the last few days but now its cold again. Well thats part of my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-1947932471639730190?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/1947932471639730190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2010/03/snowy-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/1947932471639730190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/1947932471639730190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2010/03/snowy-day.html' title='Snowy Day'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-7339999246020348566</id><published>2010-03-27T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T12:48:12.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/S65gAUuoeJI/AAAAAAAAACI/ayJZyxYzrd8/s1600/DSCN8037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453401757472815250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/S65gAUuoeJI/AAAAAAAAACI/ayJZyxYzrd8/s320/DSCN8037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My birthday was 16th, it was really fun.I got a ring a necklace two toy dogs a daring book for girls a sewing machine two cute outfits a hoodie a lamp and I got to go to a skating place called deleta. after that we went home and had cake. i had a really fun birthday   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-7339999246020348566?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/7339999246020348566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/7339999246020348566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/7339999246020348566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-birthday.html' title='my birthday'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/S65gAUuoeJI/AAAAAAAAACI/ayJZyxYzrd8/s72-c/DSCN8037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-1141507343956694709</id><published>2009-09-01T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T11:32:34.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>get out of the road!</title><content type='html'>I could  not believe it       A Buffalo&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/Sp1jeTfgZII/AAAAAAAAABg/K4PQyEsXOlQ/s1600-h/IMG_0449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376562902429885570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/Sp1jeTfgZII/AAAAAAAAABg/K4PQyEsXOlQ/s320/IMG_0449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  in front of us!!     I thought  it was going to ram in to us  but  it just went  around  us and went back in the same lane!!; it happened twice. they&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;were huge!! it was so  cool!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-1141507343956694709?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/1141507343956694709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2009/09/get-out-of-road.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/1141507343956694709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/1141507343956694709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2009/09/get-out-of-road.html' title='get out of the road!'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/Sp1jeTfgZII/AAAAAAAAABg/K4PQyEsXOlQ/s72-c/IMG_0449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-8300986963069259255</id><published>2009-06-21T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:30:25.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse Riding Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/Sj7b1fXpKtI/AAAAAAAAABA/mODthtWo0TQ/s1600-h/IMG_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349955119362943698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/Sj7b1fXpKtI/AAAAAAAAABA/mODthtWo0TQ/s320/IMG_0191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;two days ago I rode a horse. I rode three different horses 1# one horse was named pal he was a pill he is lazy and old when I rode him he is slow and he kept on stopping and he is white 2# this horse was My favorite she was nam&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/Sj7dIWhC9XI/AAAAAAAAABI/IUvYMPsV0K4/s1600-h/IMG_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349956542915605874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/Sj7dIWhC9XI/AAAAAAAAABI/IUvYMPsV0K4/s320/IMG_0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ed Shadow she was black she was way faster then pal and taller i love her 3# this horse was named Axel he was black two. he was fas&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/Sj7e1ovMRsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DVYiFON10-g/s1600-h/IMG_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349958420412516034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/Sj7e1ovMRsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DVYiFON10-g/s320/IMG_0186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t and high .I had the best time of my life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-8300986963069259255?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/8300986963069259255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2009/06/horse-riding-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/8300986963069259255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/8300986963069259255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2009/06/horse-riding-day.html' title='Horse Riding Day'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/Sj7b1fXpKtI/AAAAAAAAABA/mODthtWo0TQ/s72-c/IMG_0191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-6059351329250158204</id><published>2009-06-15T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:29:45.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>riding a horse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have never ridden a horse before. &lt;a href="http://www.imh.org/images/events/cal_596211324g9W3Epy3OJm4g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 499px" alt="" src="http://www.imh.org/images/events/cal_596211324g9W3Epy3OJm4g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today my mom and me went to the pharmacy school building&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to sign up to a horseback ride. I can't wait to ride a horse!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom is going to ride a horse right by me.  My mom will take a lot of pictures. I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-6059351329250158204?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/6059351329250158204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2009/06/riding-horse.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/6059351329250158204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/6059351329250158204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2009/06/riding-horse.html' title='riding a horse'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-4025147705298165883</id><published>2009-06-14T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:45:58.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thumb then pinky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/Sj-yVolgUdI/AAAAAAAAABY/fZQQIXrmhow/s1600-h/DSCF1969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350190967081161170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/Sj-yVolgUdI/AAAAAAAAABY/fZQQIXrmhow/s320/DSCF1969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/SjUgR9-ByAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UqtKNlR2WFY/s1600-h/DSCN7784.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my sister sucks her thumb. my mom put this stuff called &lt;em&gt;stop the bite &lt;/em&gt;on her thumb. she said it tasted like gross stuff I bet it does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;one day we saw that she was sucking her pinky!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;holy cow!!!!. "what are we going t0 do with her?" my mom said. she's pretty weird. I hope she will stop!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-4025147705298165883?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/4025147705298165883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2009/06/thumb-then-pinky.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/4025147705298165883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/4025147705298165883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2009/06/thumb-then-pinky.html' title='thumb then pinky'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbuzORNdFRc/Sj-yVolgUdI/AAAAAAAAABY/fZQQIXrmhow/s72-c/DSCF1969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-1805679256627664455</id><published>2009-05-21T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:51:07.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh That Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My family and Me were getting ready to leave for a trip My sister was not ready yet and went outside so My brother went to get her and he locked the door and My sister went to open the door but the door was locked and she said oh that boy!! and she was 3&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338295197472214706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHLJbcFXx-E/ShVvMteBTrI/AAAAAAAABH0/v1mW99YWEdc/s400/DSCN7820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was funny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-1805679256627664455?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/1805679256627664455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-that-boy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/1805679256627664455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/1805679256627664455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-that-boy.html' title='Oh That Boy!'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHLJbcFXx-E/ShVvMteBTrI/AAAAAAAABH0/v1mW99YWEdc/s72-c/DSCN7820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-8922737863568511579</id><published>2009-05-18T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:51:07.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and my sisters always pretend that we are twins its so much fun!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337196535329490402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHLJbcFXx-E/ShGH-KDCheI/AAAAAAAABHk/THbsAg8dWsI/s400/DSCN7758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I told them that 3 sisters are triplets they won't listen! Oh well.  It's still fun!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337198410292553730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHLJbcFXx-E/ShGJrS1EaAI/AAAAAAAABHs/T3RO1gSKSiQ/s400/DSCN7789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby sister doesn't really play but she is cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-8922737863568511579?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/8922737863568511579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2009/05/twin-sisters.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/8922737863568511579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/8922737863568511579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2009/05/twin-sisters.html' title='Twin Sisters'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHLJbcFXx-E/ShGH-KDCheI/AAAAAAAABHk/THbsAg8dWsI/s72-c/DSCN7758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659418286771267326.post-3794685119832785388</id><published>2009-05-17T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T18:48:41.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horses</title><content type='html'>My favorite animal is horses I can't stand it!&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.aguaquieta.com/images/horse_baby_front.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love girl ones, boy ones, I even love one's with no tail! My brother says horses with no tail are weird I think he is weird. I might know everything about horses. They eat hay, oat's and carrot's thay can have black Brown and yellow and white hair. Horses are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 420px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.wishuponaster.com/photos/horse0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 371px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/images16/QuarterHorseFilly2Weeks1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659418286771267326-3794685119832785388?l=messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/feeds/3794685119832785388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2009/05/horses.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/3794685119832785388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1659418286771267326/posts/default/3794685119832785388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/2009/05/horses.html' title='Horses'/><author><name>Girl Pod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08340878975751614508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baqJSkTZRB4/TsFtdQpq00I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKFt0pjnV2I/s220/IMG_0733-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
