tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58563445248149298692011-04-21T16:31:02.841-07:00nutslovemehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01734887782721579868noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856344524814929869.post-84303501488159878912009-03-19T08:39:00.000-07:002009-03-19T10:21:37.043-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVhn37bbLuY/ScJ-hBgm92I/AAAAAAAAABY/D8jaaBwEhhs/s1600-h/My+family.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314949616056596322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVhn37bbLuY/ScJ-hBgm92I/AAAAAAAAABY/D8jaaBwEhhs/s320/My+family.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwDPcEt20_A/ScJyz71xs5I/AAAAAAAAAdE/i1v2KsKM-Zc/s1600-h/29-10-08_2124.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314936746812748690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwDPcEt20_A/ScJyz71xs5I/AAAAAAAAAdE/i1v2KsKM-Zc/s400/29-10-08_2124.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwDPcEt20_A/ScJym8wJ2eI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pkG2upTTjlA/s1600-h/Photo0066.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314936523719301602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwDPcEt20_A/ScJym8wJ2eI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pkG2upTTjlA/s400/Photo0066.jpg" border="0" /></a> I love my Daddy. He's my hero. He has done so much for my family. Happy Birthday Daddy!<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856344524814929869-8430350148815987891?l=nutsloveme.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nutslovemehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01734887782721579868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856344524814929869.post-83190255078563991002009-03-15T01:49:00.000-07:002009-03-15T03:15:27.954-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVhn37bbLuY/SbzFG7271NI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1aeAobO0zFo/s1600-h/S6306236.JPG"></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330033;"><strong>'Without you, today's emotions would be the scurf of yesterday's.' -Amelie</strong></span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"><strong>'Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get.' -Forrest Gump</strong></span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#003300;">'Don't be afraid of death. Be afraid of the unlived life.' -Tuck Everlasting </span></strong></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;">'I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn't a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time... For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars... And yellow leaves, from the maple trees, that lined my street... Or my grandmother's hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper... And the first time I saw my cousin Tony's brand new Firebird... And Janie... And Janie... And... Carolyn. I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me... but it's hard to stay mad, when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst... And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life... You have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sure. But don't worry... you will someday. ' - American Beauty</span></strong></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856344524814929869-8319025507856399100?l=nutsloveme.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nutslovemehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01734887782721579868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856344524814929869.post-80552511537626580202009-03-11T10:29:00.000-07:002009-03-11T10:41:26.995-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVhn37bbLuY/Sbf3hGIzblI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dyXSNAokUZc/s1600-h/Picture+0012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311986433462070866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVhn37bbLuY/Sbf3hGIzblI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dyXSNAokUZc/s320/Picture+0012.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVhn37bbLuY/Sbf1a7q8XUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nLyRCcMG9UA/s1600-h/clarine+9.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311984128550001986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVhn37bbLuY/Sbf1a7q8XUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nLyRCcMG9UA/s320/clarine+9.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856344524814929869-8055251153762658020?l=nutsloveme.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nutslovemehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01734887782721579868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856344524814929869.post-74886454980701522102009-03-11T09:14:00.001-07:002009-03-11T10:22:20.859-07:00<strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">H</span><span style="color:#33cc00;">e</span><span style="color:#000099;">l</span><span style="color:#cc33cc;">l</span>o<span style="color:#993300;">!</span></span></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856344524814929869-7488645498070152210?l=nutsloveme.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nutslovemehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01734887782721579868noreply@blogger.com0