<?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-105172112072369175</id><updated>2011-07-22T11:55:32.707-07:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='camping'/><category term='field trip'/><category term='Family Picture'/><category term='school'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='MOVING SUCKS'/><title type='text'>that's what's going on here....</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a military family trying to survive living near family for the first time in 12 years!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-3388020693717511114</id><published>2010-08-02T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T15:47:37.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking, I know!</title><content type='html'>So it has been a while since I have blogged. With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; and Twitter it seems kind &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exhausting&lt;/span&gt; to keep up with all of it. For some reason I have felt this pull to start blogging again. Our lives have been in a whirl wind for a little while with travels, school, projects, trying to sell a house and so on. So be on the look out for some crazy blogging :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-3388020693717511114?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3388020693717511114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=3388020693717511114' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/3388020693717511114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/3388020693717511114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/shocking-i-know.html' title='Shocking, I know!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-3167060943921175847</id><published>2009-08-10T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T07:53:32.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TIme for School!</title><content type='html'>This is the first year I forgot to take a picture of the kids going to school on their first day :( I guess they are just too grown up to take their picture holding their lunchbox and backpack on  ready to go tackle that first day. I can hardly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; is in the 6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade and Ali in the 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Time flies and it is so sad. I feel like I was just dropping them off at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; in Nebraska. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; will be taking band rather than PE. He will be playing the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;percussion&lt;/span&gt;. I wonder if he is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;only taking&lt;/span&gt; band so he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; have to do PE?? Time will tell. .......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-3167060943921175847?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3167060943921175847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=3167060943921175847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/3167060943921175847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/3167060943921175847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-for-school.html' title='TIme for School!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-6347385910877944024</id><published>2009-07-18T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:15:31.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its been a while!</title><content type='html'>I know it has been forever since I have posted stuff. We have been pretty busy this summer. JR has been working non-stop and it is  really getting to him. We are going on vacation next week to Orlando! We are super excited!! The military has great deals and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; turn it down. We are going to Universal Studios and Sea World. For the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Callaway&lt;/span&gt; Gardens and to Six Flags with some close friends. We had a blast. I learned that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; loves roller-coaster and Ali &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; so sure about them , on one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;roller coaster&lt;/span&gt; I turn to her and she was white as a ghost yelling : I AM GOING TO DIE!!!!! I almost peed in my pants, I was laughing so hard! After that ride, she took it easy and hung out with JR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just celebrated my 31 birthday, I know I am getting old! JR got me an awesome mini-laptop and his parents got me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;spectacular&lt;/span&gt; Lime Green &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt;! Now I can play scrabble everywhere I go!! THANK YOU AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is almost back in session. We have a few weeks left and then it is back to the "real world" of getting up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt;' :) I am currently looking at going to College. I am waiting on paperwork and then I can get the process started. I want to get a degree to have to fall back on and to feel like I accomplished something. I am not really working right now. I am helping Helga with her book and I help Mrs.Clara out sometimes. My foot is really the source of me not being able to work. I hope the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;doctors&lt;/span&gt; can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;give&lt;/span&gt; me relief soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's going on with everyone this summer?? Any vacations to speak of???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-6347385910877944024?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6347385910877944024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=6347385910877944024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6347385910877944024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6347385910877944024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-while.html' title='its been a while!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-631128660752294214</id><published>2009-05-23T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:30:44.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S SUMMER!</title><content type='html'>The kids are out of school now and they are ready to sleep in and swim all day. I am ready to sleep in as well. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will be going to Camp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wiregrass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the end of June so that is exciting for him. Also, this summer he will be taking drum lessons. He will hopefully be joining the band for middle school. When we went to the band fair everyone kept talking to Ali asking her what she wanted to play and Ali would give them her crazy look and I would have to say she is not joining the band its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that is joining. They could not get over how old he looked for a 10 year old. Most of the teachers thought he was already in middle school. It was very funny,it made him feel good I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before school was let out there was awards day. I took pictures but they turned out pretty bad, sorry. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; his "Diploma" and Ali &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; an award for A/B honor roll and an award for most hard working student (or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like that). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; also got up in front of everyone and read scripture from the Bible. I was very proud of him for doing that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you know I just had another foot surgery. This surgery has me in bed for a while so I can heal. My last surgery did not take so this one the doctor said he is confident about. I am not liking this being in bed with my feet up thing. It is killing me. I feel like every part of my body hurts from just laying around. I am not a lazy person so this is rather hard for me. I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; though. The kids are doing a great job helping me out when JR is at work. They are also doing a great job keeping the house clean. I think I would go out of my mind knowing the house was a mess and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JR has pushed 4 classes so far at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;OTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He will be pushing his 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this summer and hopefully that will be it for him and he can move on to something new. JR will also be having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;PRK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on his eyes at the end of this month. We will be heading to Mississippi for a full week for the surgery. It will be nice to get away from Montgomery but it will also suck in a way since he will be some what blind while we are there. The military is doing his surgery so pray they know what they are doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to our dogs....Violet is growing more and more everyday. When she stands on her hind legs she is as tall as Ali. She weighs about 45 pounds right now. We are still trying to potty train her but she like to just pee as she walks,no time to stop I guess. She will learn!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Delilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are just as crazy as anything. I think they finally like their new sister. Pictures will come once I can walk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully that got you caught up with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Diboll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; family :) Now time for me to take some pain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;medicine&lt;/span&gt; and try to relax this foot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-631128660752294214?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/631128660752294214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=631128660752294214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/631128660752294214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/631128660752294214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-summer.html' title='IT&apos;S SUMMER!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-1504547802405371018</id><published>2009-03-19T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T14:41:59.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/ScK7KBIPwmI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/O4P8wASy_Fc/s1600-h/spring+pic+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315016291026715234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/ScK7KBIPwmI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/O4P8wASy_Fc/s200/spring+pic+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           Zac is now in the 5th grade! He is growing up fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/ScK7JwWBrwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/iwqxXpBKRzg/s1600-h/spring+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315016286521110274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/ScK7JwWBrwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/iwqxXpBKRzg/s200/spring+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                            Ali got to show off her regular clothes instead of there  regular uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-1504547802405371018?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1504547802405371018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=1504547802405371018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1504547802405371018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1504547802405371018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-pics.html' title='Spring pics'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/ScK7KBIPwmI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/O4P8wASy_Fc/s72-c/spring+pic+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-966655002868887101</id><published>2009-03-18T05:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T06:13:32.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend get-a-way</title><content type='html'>Last weekend JR surprised me with a weekend away. He set the whole thing up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JR's&lt;/span&gt; sister took care of the kids. The kids had a blast. They went bowling and to the movies all in one day. For us we went to a AWESOME restaurant called Garrett's. The food was amazing. I even ate a meal without asking them to take out something...I know SHOCKING! I had the Braised Lamb, it just melted in my mouth. JR had fish, that I even tried. If you live in Montgomery you have to try this place out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we went to the spa that was located in our hotel. It was very fancy, a great place for "the girls" to go for a day. JR and I were separated the whole time other than when we had our couples massage. Being separated kind of sucked since the whole purpose of us going there was to spend time together, but it was a nice time to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned in my other blog, I had foot surgery on Monday so I am laid up in bed on the kids Spring Break. I hate that I had to have surgery on their Spring Break but it had to be done. I hope we can make it up to them this summer by going on a few vacations. We are planning to go to Abilene to see some friends and maybe down to Sea World then (crossing our fingers) going to Disney World. The military gets amazing deals at both places this year so hopefully we can take advantage of those deals. What a fun road trip that will be! I am getting excited already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is what has been going on here, how about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-966655002868887101?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/966655002868887101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=966655002868887101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/966655002868887101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/966655002868887101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-end-get-way.html' title='Weekend get-a-way'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-5004926898358852500</id><published>2009-02-14T06:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T06:26:43.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll take a COB hold the lettuce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SZbR6saGQeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/JeulUS4lMzU/s1600-h/COB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302656417558577634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SZbR6saGQeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/JeulUS4lMzU/s200/COB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend at my "Girls Weekend" Tiffany started talking about wanting a COB. Of course, us "city girls" had no idea what the heck she was talking about. Tiffany said we have to go get a COB in Union Springs. We got a little scared since Union Springs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; known to be the safest place in Alabama, but we jumped in the truck and went on anyways. Tiffany had protection so that's all I cared about :) Anyways, we pull up to what use to be the "Chew and Chat" but has now upgraded to a "Churches Chicken". We pull up to order and Tiffany knew the lingo and everything, I about lost in. "I'll take 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;COB's&lt;/span&gt; 3 loaded 1 plain and a side of fried okra", came out of her mouth. I could barely breath I was laughing so hard. You had to be there to get the humor in it all but I wanted to share my COB &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; with you all. Oh by the way, a COB is a Chicken on a bun. One bite and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grease&lt;/span&gt; just runs down the chin. The picture above does it no justice! Of course my COB was the plain one,if you know me that would be no surprise! The rest of the girls had some spicy sauce with lots of other nasty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;unimaginable&lt;/span&gt; things on it. So if you are ever in the great town on Union Springs stop in to the Chew-n-Chat and have yourself a COB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-5004926898358852500?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5004926898358852500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=5004926898358852500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5004926898358852500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5004926898358852500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/ill-take-cob-hold-lettuce.html' title='I&apos;ll take a COB hold the lettuce'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SZbR6saGQeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/JeulUS4lMzU/s72-c/COB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-81840329083091369</id><published>2009-02-11T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T05:55:13.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JR'S NEW BABY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SZNXclPIHUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/uKxD4ubHSf0/s1600-h/girls+weekend+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301677334888717634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SZNXclPIHUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/uKxD4ubHSf0/s200/girls+weekend+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Violet. She is a full blood Rottweiler. A friend of mine had 7 of them and she was so nice to give me one to give to JR. JR has always wanted a big dog. Violet should be around 100-120 pounds full grown. She will be a true Diboll :) She got her name from wearing a purple collar and Kit( one of our good friends) thought we should name her Violet. JR liked that name so there you have it "Violet".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still have the other two dogs. Yesterday they started playing with Violet, I think they were waiting to see if she was a keeper or not! Our last dog was gone after 3 days. She was NOT a keeper. She ended up having puppies after we get rid of her....and they said she was fixed!! The VET needs to go back to school, I think!! Anyways so we are back to training another dog. Who would have ever thought we would have 3 dogs in my house! Scary, I know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-81840329083091369?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/81840329083091369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=81840329083091369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/81840329083091369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/81840329083091369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/jrs-new-baby.html' title='JR&apos;S NEW BABY'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SZNXclPIHUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/uKxD4ubHSf0/s72-c/girls+weekend+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-4082096337614689377</id><published>2009-02-03T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T06:34:40.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Zac is still playing basketball every Saturday. They won their game last week against his cousin's team! He is getting better he just needs to learn to get open and those boys need to give the ball to him more. He is the tallest guy on the team so he is more of a rebound boy but still, I would like to see him with the ball more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali is still suffering from headaches. I had her at the Neurologist Monday and the doctor diagnosed her with Migraines. She did not give us any medicines to help when she did get the migraines so that was REAL helpful! Ali got her new glasses yesterday too, so hopefully that will help a little with the headaches. Can you believe she is starting to HATE school! When she told me that I was shocked! That girl use to love going to school and she couldn't wait to do her school work when she got home. Now, its like pulling teeth to get her motivated to get her Math done. We put the kids in a Private school thinking she would just love school even more but lately that is not the case. She told me the kids at ACA are not nice and they laugh at people if they make a mistake and if they are different. I said," isn't that every kid and every school"?  I did think that at ACA since its a Christian school it wouldn't be as bad but I guess I was WRONG! Those kids might be a little more spoiled but it doesn't mean they have to make other children's life hell at school. Please pray for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JR is working hard and about to be Promoted to Captain. We are very excited about this promotion. I have been working on hard to plan this event along with Kit and Melissa. They have been great about everything. They are willing  to make the food and be there for this special time in our life. We are truly blessed to have them in our lives right now while we are stationed back here. JR is also preparing to start working on his SOS course on-line. For you non-military readers it is basically a course you have to take once you are a Captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me,well I am basically working everyday and dealing with all of the above. I am doing the low carb diet right now. I find my body feels better when I do low carb. I have lost 10 pounds so far. You cant tell but the scales can :) My goal is to loose about 30 more by summer time. We want to do some traveling this Summer back to Texas  to visit Jennifer,Justin and Emma and hopefully (keeping my fingers crossed) to Washington to visit Barb,Travis and the munchkins. Life will be busy this Summer but that's good! This coming weekend I am going on a Girls Weekend Trip to a friends property out in the country. It will be a time for me to relax and enjoy the company of some great girls :) I will post pictures...maybe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, an update on what's going on here! Now everyone update your blogs!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-4082096337614689377?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4082096337614689377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=4082096337614689377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/4082096337614689377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/4082096337614689377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-3803826239592167234</id><published>2009-01-10T18:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T18:55:00.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zac's first UPWARDS basketball game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SWlcJ6yszOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/_VJf9ZAVOaQ/s1600-h/christmas+and+zac+baskball+game+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289860562793843938" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SWlcJ6yszOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/_VJf9ZAVOaQ/s200/christmas+and+zac+baskball+game+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            #43 Super Sonics ZAC DIBOLL&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; after his first basketball game. He is pretty tired. He played almost the whole game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SWlcJjQQPEI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/apvkL-2HsSg/s1600-h/christmas+and+zac+baskball+game+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289860556475350082" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SWlcJjQQPEI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/apvkL-2HsSg/s200/christmas+and+zac+baskball+game+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; scored 4 points this game. I think that is pretty good for his first time playing. They lost by 4 points but all in all it was a good game. The kid puking was the highlight, I think :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SWlcJQZqb7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/PIA_U51IDUk/s1600-h/christmas+and+zac+baskball+game+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289860551414542258" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SWlcJQZqb7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/PIA_U51IDUk/s200/christmas+and+zac+baskball+game+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of the game they turn off the lights and have fog and lights going with some exciting music playing. It's a little silly but it gets the kids pumped up. Of course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; is basically the tallest kid out there but I will tell you those short kids can run and shoot the ball. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; still has hip problems but he said he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;push&lt;/span&gt; through it. His hips have been a problem for three years now. He is growing faster than some parts of his body and it causes problems. I am proud he is still willing to play sports and fight through the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-3803826239592167234?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3803826239592167234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=3803826239592167234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/3803826239592167234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/3803826239592167234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/zacs-first-upwards-basketball-game.html' title='Zac&apos;s first UPWARDS basketball game'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SWlcJ6yszOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/_VJf9ZAVOaQ/s72-c/christmas+and+zac+baskball+game+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-6511294149805220404</id><published>2009-01-05T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T11:28:38.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>Not much, but at the same time a lot has been going on. I keep thinking I need to update the blog, but just haven't had much time. JR has had surgery,we have been fixing things around the house,Christmas, JR's birthday and so on.... So, once I gather all the pictures I will post on the things going on around here. I would have had a great picture of JR going into surgery but....he got mad every time I brought the camera out and he would block all the pictures! But just remember JR you feel asleep once or twice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-6511294149805220404?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6511294149805220404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=6511294149805220404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6511294149805220404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6511294149805220404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-403454030230488743</id><published>2008-12-23T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T06:29:22.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SVDyaorAE_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/qX_wzp5RVa0/s1600-h/JRs+birthday+31+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282988902313890802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SVDyaorAE_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/qX_wzp5RVa0/s200/JRs+birthday+31+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As most of you know JR's birthday is on Christmas day. He is spoiled rotten! His parents got him a DS for his birthday. Of course I got him games for it and the Monopoly for his X-BOX 360. That boy has enough electronic gadgets/game things to entertain a herd of kids at a pre-school, but whatever :) It was nice of his parent to have us over for pizza,football and gifts. Still think the boy is way too spoiled! But, we love him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SVDyacl33LI/AAAAAAAAAL4/aH82d9vgGOA/s1600-h/JRs+birthday+31+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282988899071155378" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SVDyacl33LI/AAAAAAAAAL4/aH82d9vgGOA/s200/JRs+birthday+31+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ali is already wanting to play his games. The great thing about the DS is that since both the kids have them as well so they can all sit around and play each other. It gives me a break :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SVDyZwFa1TI/AAAAAAAAALw/4dsi6BHESqs/s1600-h/JRs+birthday+31+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282988887123875122" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SVDyZwFa1TI/AAAAAAAAALw/4dsi6BHESqs/s200/JRs+birthday+31+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-403454030230488743?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/403454030230488743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=403454030230488743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/403454030230488743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/403454030230488743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SVDyaorAE_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/qX_wzp5RVa0/s72-c/JRs+birthday+31+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-1255733739593967308</id><published>2008-12-18T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:03:15.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinning Out 2008</title><content type='html'>For those of you that don't have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUsLosyRrHI/AAAAAAAAAK8/D_bHqCbYtqQ/s1600-h/Dinning+Out+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281327781866744946" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUsLosyRrHI/AAAAAAAAAK8/D_bHqCbYtqQ/s200/Dinning+Out+2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I will start with the party shirt. Without going into great detail, it is just a silly thing they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUsLn2AvrYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiN-oTUY1rU/s1600-h/Dinning+Out+2008+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281327767163481474" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUsLn2AvrYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiN-oTUY1rU/s200/Dinning+Out+2008+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUsLoOUTQkI/AAAAAAAAAK0/BWJLVQb_1eo/s1600-h/Dinning+Out+2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281327773687956034" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUsLoOUTQkI/AAAAAAAAAK0/BWJLVQb_1eo/s200/Dinning+Out+2008+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are all dressed up and ready to go. Once we get there my heel breaks(after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;, I told my friend my shoe was good and it had not broke in over two years, I guess the wood I knocked on was fake!) and I have to compose myself while talking to one the spouses,once I get finished talking to her,I had to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;JR's&lt;/span&gt; attention to help me! I walked on my tip-toes to an empty room so JR could fix my shoe. It was interesting to say the least. OH and it was like 90 degrees in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;O'club&lt;/span&gt; so everyone was smelling their best :) We had a great time though and the speaker was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't even break out my Scrabble on the phone, I was very proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUsLnvx41FI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2iLL0PdmQbw/s1600-h/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281327765490553938" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUsLnvx41FI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2iLL0PdmQbw/s200/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us again! Isn't he so handsome!! BTW, he got hit on by an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OT's&lt;/span&gt; Grandmother today at the Open House :) She couldn't get over his dimples and blue eyes. It was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-1255733739593967308?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1255733739593967308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=1255733739593967308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1255733739593967308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1255733739593967308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/dinning-out-2008.html' title='Dinning Out 2008'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUsLosyRrHI/AAAAAAAAAK8/D_bHqCbYtqQ/s72-c/Dinning+Out+2008+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-1289033769043940314</id><published>2008-12-15T06:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T06:21:53.204-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>"Camping"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUZm5cvB0jI/AAAAAAAAAKc/uQG65f-mSiA/s1600-h/kids+camping+trip+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280020750290506290" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUZm5cvB0jI/AAAAAAAAAKc/uQG65f-mSiA/s200/kids+camping+trip+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The kids had a great time going camping this weekend with Granny and Grandpa! This was their first time going camping and Ali is already asking when they can go again! I think it would be fun to go with them next time. *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUZm48tgTMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/0XhoBsT9rwE/s1600-h/kids+camping+trip+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280020741694180546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUZm48tgTMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/0XhoBsT9rwE/s200/kids+camping+trip+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUZm4VeHn5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/UVh0V3X5DGg/s1600-h/kids+camping+trip+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280020731160666002" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUZm4VeHn5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/UVh0V3X5DGg/s200/kids+camping+trip+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zac was a little big for the top bunk so Ali got to sleep up there. Zac is almost eye to eye with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUZm4JCaOYI/AAAAAAAAAKE/BMEG6B_wOJs/s1600-h/kids+camping+trip+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280020727823219074" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUZm4JCaOYI/AAAAAAAAAKE/BMEG6B_wOJs/s200/kids+camping+trip+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali fit just right in the top bunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUZm398tOYI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3NgmUgE-MdU/s1600-h/kids+camping+trip+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280020724846508418" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUZm398tOYI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3NgmUgE-MdU/s200/kids+camping+trip+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granny had a full time job cooking and cleaning. This is one of the many pictures the kids took of her cooking :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-1289033769043940314?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1289033769043940314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=1289033769043940314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1289033769043940314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1289033769043940314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/camping.html' title='&quot;Camping&quot;'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUZm5cvB0jI/AAAAAAAAAKc/uQG65f-mSiA/s72-c/kids+camping+trip+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-378187625095985822</id><published>2008-12-12T03:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:49:17.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Dress"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUJNshouThI/AAAAAAAAAIc/br30nKk0Cno/s1600-h/new+formal+12-08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278867140570402322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUJNshouThI/AAAAAAAAAIc/br30nKk0Cno/s200/new+formal+12-08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUJNsRXid1I/AAAAAAAAAIU/slR49OF29pI/s1600-h/new+formal+12-08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278867136203355986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUJNsRXid1I/AAAAAAAAAIU/slR49OF29pI/s200/new+formal+12-08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  For my girl readers, here is the new formal dress I bought yesterday. I was a mission and found this dress as soon as I got to the formal section at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dillard's&lt;/span&gt;! It was on SALE too. Under $50 and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;accessories,&lt;/span&gt; I already had from being in Melissa's wedding a few years ago! I have really gotten a lot of use out of those shoes! I will post pictures Wednesday after the Dinning Out, of me and my hot date all dressed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I have 12 weeks to get down a dress size so I can wear one of the 6 formals I already have for the next Dinning Out! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BTW&lt;/span&gt;, a Dinning Out is a Military function for you non-military basically the guys get dressed up in their Dress Blues and the date is in there formal) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what do you think?? It is gray and black. I think it makes me look tall :) I need that when JR is 12 feet tall and I am so short!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-378187625095985822?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/378187625095985822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=378187625095985822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/378187625095985822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/378187625095985822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/dress.html' title='&quot;The Dress&quot;'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUJNshouThI/AAAAAAAAAIc/br30nKk0Cno/s72-c/new+formal+12-08+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-1933594873812216740</id><published>2008-12-11T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:27:47.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing out at G-Mama and G-Daddy's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUEmMoFomkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FC6Glbg4Sm4/s1600-h/ali+on+the+buggy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278542236616268354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUEmMoFomkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FC6Glbg4Sm4/s200/ali+on+the+buggy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Having fun at the Grandparents"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUEmMUb7kiI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6p_6TuLa9vI/s1600-h/zac+playing+dress+up.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278542231341077026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUEmMUb7kiI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6p_6TuLa9vI/s200/zac+playing+dress+up.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; is always being silly. He is such a good sport about letting the girls dress him up to get a laugh. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; is in the dress and Blane the oldest cousin, is next to him. My parents have a room over the garage that is FULL of toys and dress up stuff. You name it they have it up there. The kids spend hours playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ali is on one of the "buggies" as we call it. My dad always makes sure those things are gassed up and ready to go. The kids drive all over the property in them. Some call it being lazy but when you were a kids I am sure you would have thought it was so cool to "drive" around in one of those. The boys I think have a little too much fun on them but boys will be boys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-1933594873812216740?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1933594873812216740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=1933594873812216740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1933594873812216740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1933594873812216740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/playing-out-g-mama-and-g-daddys.html' title='Playing out at G-Mama and G-Daddy&apos;s'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUEmMoFomkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FC6Glbg4Sm4/s72-c/ali+on+the+buggy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-2053800760026809760</id><published>2008-12-03T14:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:51:37.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ali's Pie's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/STcLZalYSoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Mibst3kwj9I/s1600-h/alis_pies.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275698019748563586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/STcLZalYSoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Mibst3kwj9I/s200/alis_pies.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; For Thanksgiving week the kids went the G-mama and G-daddy's for the week. Zac played outside hunting and building a fort with his cousins while Ali stayed inside where it was warm and baked with my mom. She made Pumpkin pies, they were SO GOOD! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves watching cooking shows and helping in the kitchen. Maybe one day she will become a Chef!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/STcLZUewmzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jjLCXwGxJJM/s1600-h/finished_pies.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/STcLZUewmzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jjLCXwGxJJM/s1600-h/finished_pies.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/STcLZUewmzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jjLCXwGxJJM/s1600-h/finished_pies.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275698018110184242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/STcLZUewmzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jjLCXwGxJJM/s200/finished_pies.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/STcLZUewmzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jjLCXwGxJJM/s1600-h/finished_pies.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the end result. Look at that MESS in the background. That is why I don't bake much! If you know me you know I don't like mess! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/STcLZUewmzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jjLCXwGxJJM/s1600-h/finished_pies.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/STcLZUewmzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jjLCXwGxJJM/s1600-h/finished_pies.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-2053800760026809760?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2053800760026809760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=2053800760026809760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2053800760026809760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2053800760026809760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/alis-pies.html' title='Ali&apos;s Pie&apos;s'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/STcLZalYSoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Mibst3kwj9I/s72-c/alis_pies.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-5134797262894837756</id><published>2008-11-30T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T15:33:34.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Missing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/STMgMWC3RDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0sTBF3LY1K0/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274594985029092402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/STMgMWC3RDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0sTBF3LY1K0/s200/Thanksgiving+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Here is some of the Yummy foods&lt;br /&gt;                                                          we made for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/STMgMJ2z9NI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TYszftdFC2s/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274594981757318354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/STMgMJ2z9NI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TYszftdFC2s/s200/Thanksgiving+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          YES! the Turkey is missing! I was going to take a picture of the turkey before we dug into it but,I was so excited about the way it turned out I couldn't wait to taste it and see if it tasted as good as it looked. It was perfectly fried. Good job JR! It was all in all a good day. We went to my parents for breakfast and games then came back to town to make and eat dinner with JR's side of the family. We played more games and just had a relaxing time. Next month, CHRISTMAS and don't forget of course JR's BIRTHDAY! We get to over-eat once again! We are having Boston Butt for Christmas dinner. I like to change it up sometime. Maybe next year we will do Mexican. Who says you have to have the "traditional foods" for the holidays?? Heck,maybe next Thanksgiving /Christmas we will all go on a Cruise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-5134797262894837756?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5134797262894837756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=5134797262894837756' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5134797262894837756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5134797262894837756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-missing.html' title='What&apos;s Missing?'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/STMgMWC3RDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0sTBF3LY1K0/s72-c/Thanksgiving+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-109026322036428560</id><published>2008-11-22T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T16:42:38.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving or Christmas??</title><content type='html'>Can anyone tell me which one comes first these days??When is it politically correct to get out the tree and start decorating? I say the first week in December but what do you think?? Christmas decorations were out before Halloween. I say we just take one Holiday at the time!! Last month I saw a house already with their Christmas lights on the house and Santa in the yard. Now, I know it's Alabama and most people never take their lights down but these were on and everything! So PEOPLE it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; next THEN Christmas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-109026322036428560?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/109026322036428560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=109026322036428560' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/109026322036428560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/109026322036428560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-or-christmas.html' title='Thanksgiving or Christmas??'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-2067532759643285568</id><published>2008-11-20T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:35:41.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlfriends...</title><content type='html'>So Zac got his heart broken today. He has had a girlfriend for a few weeks now and that all ended today. Not like he hasn't had a girlfriend before he just seemed pretty broken up about this one. The funny thing is he never spoke to the girl! All his other little girl friends, he was on the phone all the time after school or emailing them and I never saw him act like he is now. I think this girl was too pretty for him to get up the nerve to actually talk too. Another funny thing is I told him she was going to "break up" with him since he never talked to her.I jinxed it,sorry Zac:)  I guess I am just trying to teach him how to treat a girl and how to be that kind of guy every girl wants. I want there to be hope for his age group! I am sure there will be plenty more days of broken hearts. Wait until Ali starts having boy friends, kill me now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-2067532759643285568?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2067532759643285568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=2067532759643285568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2067532759643285568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2067532759643285568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/girlfriends.html' title='Girlfriends...'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-2219486673812269205</id><published>2008-11-05T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:30:42.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>playing dress up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SRIPRXWUxNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TeDc4af5Bg0/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265287705349375186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SRIPRXWUxNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TeDc4af5Bg0/s200/Halloween+2008+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        This is JR being an 80's Rock Star but everyone thought he wa&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;s B&lt;/span&gt;ret Micheals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SRIPQpLmaNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9aO2pU5PRMo/s1600-h/2008-11-03,+Halloween+2008.bmp3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265287692956362962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SRIPQpLmaNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9aO2pU5PRMo/s200/2008-11-03,+Halloween+2008.bmp3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       Zac was Luigi and Ali was a 50's girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SRIPQpHMXKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hb7FrVcV8qE/s1600-h/2008-11-03,+Halloween+2008.bmp2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265287692937878690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SRIPQpHMXKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hb7FrVcV8qE/s200/2008-11-03,+Halloween+2008.bmp2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      I am JR's nurse and again JR being "Bret Micheals".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SRIOrYSta2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/EGGLCYF3j78/s1600-h/2008-11-03,+Halloween+2008.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265287052767619938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SRIOrYSta2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/EGGLCYF3j78/s200/2008-11-03,+Halloween+2008.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        The Family at the Fall Festival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-2219486673812269205?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2219486673812269205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=2219486673812269205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2219486673812269205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2219486673812269205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/playing-dress-up.html' title='playing dress up'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SRIPRXWUxNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TeDc4af5Bg0/s72-c/Halloween+2008+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-1233837461013420744</id><published>2008-10-18T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T16:45:48.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice!</title><content type='html'>Can I just say how wonderful this weather is today and yesterday! Now,if we could keep it this nice I would be one happy lady!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-1233837461013420744?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1233837461013420744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=1233837461013420744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1233837461013420744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1233837461013420744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/nice.html' title='Nice!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-462698834676586088</id><published>2008-10-16T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T18:45:46.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fall is here...i think</title><content type='html'>So I thought moving from Texas to Alabama would be nice. I figured it would be cooler weather, lots of color besides dirty and dried leaves but I guess I was just delusional. You always think grass is greener on the other side. One day it is nice a cool, we open the windows and think now with the A/C off we can save some $$$ but NO the next day it is high 80's! (which by the way that's HOT!) I am so ready for nice cool days with a breeze that smells like wood burning in a fireplace. I am ready to get out my jeans a sweaters and just be cozy. It seems Texas is starting to feel (weather wise)  what I long for but Alabama doesn't have nice fall days it has summer with a touch of fall just to make you sick with a nasty cold. I know I sound bitter but I am missing my Texas family and I just miss Abilene! I know I am crazy. I have that Military move itch and I am ready to try something new. Montgomery just has not lived up to my expectations I guess. Maybe I should lower my standards....nah I will wait a few more years....I guess :) We have found a pretty good church and I really enjoy living near one of my best friends of over 15 years so I guess there is some good living in Montgomery,I will keep searching for more reasons,that should make me feel better. If we could combine Texas,Washington and Alabama together I would be the happiest girl a live!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-462698834676586088?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/462698834676586088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=462698834676586088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/462698834676586088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/462698834676586088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-is-herei-think.html' title='fall is here...i think'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-8424895970330306725</id><published>2008-10-12T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:43:53.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So long...</title><content type='html'>Fare well to little Mia. So she lasted all of a week if that but she had to go! I didn't even get a picture up on the blog for you few viewers but oh well. ~I am happy as can be, though. We are a family of two dogs and we should have known better but I guess you have to reminded every once in a while. The dumb dog just didn't know how well she had it. You only get a few chances but I just cant spend my days walking a dog to do her business and then heaven forbid we be lazy and just let her out in the backyard to do her thing and she would get out and run away,I have better things to do than walk and drive around the neighborhood looking for that dog. So life goes on once again with 2 dogs. Just wanted to let you know all those who thought we were crazy for letting her into our home, SHE'S GONE and you were.....right! There I said it You were right, we were stupid :) Love you Barb and Jennifer. LOL with a roll of the eyes :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-8424895970330306725?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8424895970330306725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=8424895970330306725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/8424895970330306725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/8424895970330306725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-long.html' title='So long...'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-6007143200684925718</id><published>2008-10-10T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:25:36.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to think about.....</title><content type='html'>I AM THANKFUL FOR THE WIFE WHO SAYS IT'S HOT DOGS TONIGHT, BECAUSE SHE IS HOME WITH ME, AND NOT OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE HUSBAND WHO IS ON THE SOFA BEING A COUCH POTATO, BECAUSE HE IS HOME WITH ME AND NOT OUT AT THE BARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE TEENAGER WHO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES, BECAUSE IT MEANS SHE IS AT HOME, NOT ON THE STREETS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE TAXES I PAY, BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM EMPLOYED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY,BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG, BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK, BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING, WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING, AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING, BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME.&lt;br /&gt;FOR ALL THE COMPLAINING I HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT, BECAUSE IT MEANS WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE PARKING SPOT I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT, BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING AND I HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR MY HUGE HEATING BILL, BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM WARM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE LADY BEHIND ME IN CHURCH WHO SINGS OFF KEY, BECAUSE IT MEANS I CAN HEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING BECAUSE IT MEANS, I HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES AT THE END OF THE DAY, BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE ALARM THAT GOES OFF IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS, BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM ALIVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-6007143200684925718?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6007143200684925718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=6007143200684925718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6007143200684925718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6007143200684925718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to think about.....'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-1798422560949135260</id><published>2008-10-01T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:07:32.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW!</title><content type='html'>So much going on a no time to sit and think about it....well you know. First,my dad is still in the hospital :( We are praying he gets to come home this weekend but that is up to God and I guess the doctors :) He is doing a lot better and there is no more fever so that is really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I got a job. I work for a lady named Helga. She is pretty cool and I think I am going to like working for her. I just do what she tells me to. She even makes me sit and watch The View! If I get up she says in her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;German&lt;/span&gt; accent "Helen, sit, watch The View you have plenty of time to do other things later". It is so funny. It is not much pay but it keeps me busy and it is something to put in the savings account! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the big shocker...well not really to most. We got ANOTHER dog! She is so tiny and sweet. Once I can find my cord to the camera I will put a picture of her on here. She looks like a mixture of the other two dogs but half the size of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt;. We are still training her but she is learning quick. Mia is about 3 years old so she is older and slower than the other girls,which is nice. I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how is in the world we got another dog but what can you do now?? We say it is for Ali's birthday,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; our story and we are sticking to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess JR will update you guys on all his happenings on his blog so check it out. We are living in VERY busy times!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-1798422560949135260?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1798422560949135260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=1798422560949135260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1798422560949135260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1798422560949135260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow.html' title='WOW!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-7068756796593032923</id><published>2008-09-17T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:21:19.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>Life has been very crazy lately. JR being an instructor is in full swing. His first flight is graduating next Wednesday and his next class got in today! With all the extra stuff that goes along with a class graduating and a new class coming in there seems to be no time for things like sleeping and relaxing. We knew that it was going to be busy but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; think it would be &lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt; busy! I will have to admit I did like going to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;O'club&lt;/span&gt; orientation last Friday night. All the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OT's&lt;/span&gt; acted like I was the Queen of the Air Force. I even had one guy tell me it was a honor to talk to me, if only he knew I was just a Lt.'s wife (which that is what his wife is going to be soon) I don't think he would have been so honored but whatever :) I just laughed and said thank you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are doing great in school. As of right now they both have A's and B's. They are really enjoying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ACA&lt;/span&gt; and making lots of new friends. Ali's birthday is coming up in Oct. she will be 9 years old! WOW time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fly's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JR and I will be celebrating our 12 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt; this Sunday. I guess I should say was are going to attempt to celebrate our anniversary. I have left it up to him to plan something. I can't really remember the last time we were actually together for an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt;. With JR going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;TDY&lt;/span&gt; or being deployed it kind of limits us. We cant really plan his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TDY's&lt;/span&gt; etc. around certain dates, boy if we could do that there would be a lot more happier military wives out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An update on my dad: He had surgery today and Lord willing in about 5 day he will come home. They cleaned the knee where the infection is and replaced some of the artifical knee cap. Meloney and I are heading over to Georgia in the morning to see him so please pray for safe travels and fast healing for my dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's whats going here...how about you??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-7068756796593032923?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7068756796593032923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=7068756796593032923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/7068756796593032923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/7068756796593032923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-4453945723381328530</id><published>2008-09-05T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T06:53:43.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About "The Job"</title><content type='html'>Yes, I got the job. There is a catch though.  Right Home is a new company and they are building their client base so I have a job but I am not working or making any money yet. Basically this is a great job for a housewife that doesn't want to be a 9-5 worker. Once the company does get more clients I can choose if I want to take the job or not. Now for what I will be doing. Basically I will be taking care of Elderly people. I will take them to the doctor,do their light house keeping and make sure they are taken care of as if they were my own parent. I love "old people". They have some much to teach and I have a ton to learn. I love listening to their stories and how they grew up. I truly believe that if everyone was raised like they were back in the 20's and 30's this world wouldn't be in debt etc. (that's a just say'n moment)  So that is my job. In the mean time while I am waiting for a call to start work I joined Planet Fitness! It is a great GYM and I wish I had joined a long time ago. Now that I am 3o I HAVE to get back into shape. So that is my focus right now too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-4453945723381328530?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4453945723381328530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=4453945723381328530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/4453945723381328530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/4453945723381328530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/about-job.html' title='About &quot;The Job&quot;'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-6153738610850533090</id><published>2008-08-27T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T04:19:56.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Job??</title><content type='html'>I have been struggling for a while now about whether I should get a job or not. I don't have to work but I like to feel like I am contributing to the family besides taking care of all their needs. For the past couple years I have been doing little jobs here and there to bring a little income to the family while also being able to be there for Zac and Ali. Cleaning houses and taking care of the Elderly is what I like to do. I was listening to the radio yesterday and a commercial came on for a web site. The web site helps you find jobs in the area. So last night I went to the site and there was a job that had &lt;strong&gt;Perfect for Homemakers&lt;/strong&gt;. In reading the job description I thought I could do that.I would be doing exactly what I was doing for Mrs.Bobbie and Mrs.Marion. I emailed the company and I got a call with-in 2 hours asking me to come in today for an interview. So in saying all that,I might be getting a job, a real job that takes taxes out and everything:) I just pray it will allow me to still do what I do as a mom and wife and not take up family time. So yeah, that's whats going on here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-6153738610850533090?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6153738610850533090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=6153738610850533090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6153738610850533090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6153738610850533090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/job.html' title='A Job??'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-8808318646770422520</id><published>2008-08-18T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T18:04:35.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JR this is for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;OK JR so you of all people should know that NOTHING is going on here. This blog is for whats happening here so what shoudl I write big guy?? I am thinking about starting another blog and it will be radom thoughts etc. so be afraid VEry afraid:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note FREE DOGS TO A GOOD HOME! We just are not good dog people. So if anybody wants two dogs come and get them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236027738997758194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SKobfKkNmPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/-eRTh81QG-0/s200/11-11-07+001.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-8808318646770422520?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8808318646770422520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=8808318646770422520' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/8808318646770422520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/8808318646770422520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/jr-this-is-for-you.html' title='JR this is for you'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SKobfKkNmPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/-eRTh81QG-0/s72-c/11-11-07+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-1785173499288244028</id><published>2008-08-14T06:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T06:43:04.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers Needed</title><content type='html'>I just want to ask everyone to pray for my family right now. My brother-n-law Eric is in the hospital right now with his pancreas and is in extreme pain. Please pray that he will recover quickly and that Meloney can keep everything going smoothly at home for her families sake. Also, for my other sister. Her family is going through so much right now. Pray for strength. I know we will all get through this by the grace of God and our time schedule is not God's time schedule, but we will make it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-1785173499288244028?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1785173499288244028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=1785173499288244028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1785173499288244028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1785173499288244028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/prayers-needed.html' title='Prayers Needed'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-2511521419938957986</id><published>2008-08-11T17:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T04:21:21.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>First day of 4th and 5th grade</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233424689152428626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SKDcBuOwilI/AAAAAAAAAFs/fj6Hm54zk_k/s200/first+day+of+school+ACA+8-08+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SKDcBej9h1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/ec8i3Uv08b4/s1600-h/first+day+of+school+ACA+8-08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233424684946392914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SKDcBej9h1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/ec8i3Uv08b4/s200/first+day+of+school+ACA+8-08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zac and Ali started ACA today. We are so excited about them attending there. I went there as a kid so I am proud that my kids get to go there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that they have to wear uniforms! There are several different things to wear so they won't get bored but it is still nice not to have to fight about what they will wear. The girls have more choices but, hey they are girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali and Zac have wonderful teachers and they actually had smiles on their faces when I picked them up from school. For my kids to say they had a great day at school is amazing! I am looking forward to this school year and watching my kids grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-2511521419938957986?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2511521419938957986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=2511521419938957986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2511521419938957986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2511521419938957986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-4th-and-5th-grade.html' title='First day of 4th and 5th grade'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SKDcBuOwilI/AAAAAAAAAFs/fj6Hm54zk_k/s72-c/first+day+of+school+ACA+8-08+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-4843166270941749478</id><published>2008-08-09T10:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T10:16:36.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field trip'/><title type='text'>Kids Horse Back Riding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJ3PEguMBnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AIVxbwz-EFI/s1600-h/horse+back+riding+8-08.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232566018484471410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJ3PEguMBnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AIVxbwz-EFI/s200/horse+back+riding+8-08.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJ3PE9ItC6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/SjdYMuDuGEI/s1600-h/horse+back+riding+2+8-08.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232566026111880098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJ3PE9ItC6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/SjdYMuDuGEI/s200/horse+back+riding+2+8-08.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJ3PEzdNN1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ypyYijcFSBw/s1600-h/ali+horse+back+riding+8-08.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232566023513519954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJ3PEzdNN1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ypyYijcFSBw/s200/ali+horse+back+riding+8-08.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJ3PFLz00-I/AAAAAAAAAFc/icJVoTpSH4E/s1600-h/zac+hose+back+riding+8-08.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232566030050841570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJ3PFLz00-I/AAAAAAAAAFc/icJVoTpSH4E/s200/zac+hose+back+riding+8-08.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Milbrook&lt;/span&gt; there is a wonderful place to go horse back riding. My mom took all the Grand-kids there for a last field trip for the summer type thing. This was their first time to actually go through the woods for a real horse back riding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;adventure&lt;/span&gt;. Most times, someone is holding the reins and leading them in a circle. They were excited to be able to do it themselves this time. The kids have gone to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;several&lt;/span&gt; places this summer. Last week they got to go to the Pike County &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Museum&lt;/span&gt; to learn Alabama History and learn how they did things the old fashion way :) Ali learned a lot for her up coming studies for the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade. If you know Ali, she was very excited about it. I am surprised she hasn't already gotten her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;assignments&lt;/span&gt; and started them for school. She is silly like that. So that's what has been going here in these past weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-4843166270941749478?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4843166270941749478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=4843166270941749478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/4843166270941749478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/4843166270941749478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/kids-horse-back-riding.html' title='Kids Horse Back Riding'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJ3PEguMBnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AIVxbwz-EFI/s72-c/horse+back+riding+8-08.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-8929572409505057052</id><published>2008-08-02T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T19:26:09.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Picture'/><title type='text'>The Diboll Family 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJUWjoC2IZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/K_WTRIrRc6k/s1600-h/Family+Pictures+8-2-08+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230111343561286034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJUWjoC2IZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/K_WTRIrRc6k/s200/Family+Pictures+8-2-08+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJUWj3mgNxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kgmGRZTGqvI/s1600-h/Family+Pictures+8-2-08+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230111347737376530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJUWj3mgNxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kgmGRZTGqvI/s200/Family+Pictures+8-2-08+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJUWj3kXt3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/nOiNO7HS1WA/s1600-h/Family+Pictures+8-2-08+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230111347728430962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJUWj3kXt3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/nOiNO7HS1WA/s200/Family+Pictures+8-2-08+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJUWkCBfw-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/MQly6qmY4kw/s1600-h/Family+Pictures+8-2-08+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230111350534947810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJUWkCBfw-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/MQly6qmY4kw/s200/Family+Pictures+8-2-08+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJUWkKnY-GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Ujp1opuSAh8/s1600-h/Family+Pictures+8-2-08+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230111352841369698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJUWkKnY-GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Ujp1opuSAh8/s200/Family+Pictures+8-2-08+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are just a few of the pictures we had done today. I am sure JR will post more of the "Rock and ROll" pictures on his blog. We had fun. It has been a LONG time since we had family pictures taken. So anyway,ENJOY :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-8929572409505057052?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8929572409505057052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=8929572409505057052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/8929572409505057052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/8929572409505057052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/diboll-family-2008.html' title='The Diboll Family 2008'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SJUWjoC2IZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/K_WTRIrRc6k/s72-c/Family+Pictures+8-2-08+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-2717671865927012337</id><published>2008-07-28T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T18:51:07.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Kids on vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SI51-kk6fnI/AAAAAAAAADk/aahcJJaRiUs/s1600-h/ali+at+the+beach.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228245935254568562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SI51-kk6fnI/AAAAAAAAADk/aahcJJaRiUs/s200/ali+at+the+beach.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SI51-2mZtQI/AAAAAAAAADs/w-P0UxzLvMU/s1600-h/zac+beach+7-08.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228245940092646658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SI51-2mZtQI/AAAAAAAAADs/w-P0UxzLvMU/s200/zac+beach+7-08.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since my kids were babies they have gone on vacations without JR and myself. Most of the time it is either to Alabama to see the Grandparents or to the beach with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents. For Zac's birthday my parents took the grand-kids to Florida for a few days while I stayed home and relaxed. While at the beach they rented a pontoon boat and went tubing. My sisters went to help out with the kids and to get out of Montgomery for a few days. Thanks for letting me stay home!! Don't get me wrong,it looks like they had a blast and I wish I could have been there to see my kids enjoying themselves but my time at home was nice too. I am planning a get-a-way weekend with my little family very soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-2717671865927012337?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2717671865927012337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=2717671865927012337' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2717671865927012337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2717671865927012337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/kids-on-vacation.html' title='Kids on vacation'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SI51-kk6fnI/AAAAAAAAADk/aahcJJaRiUs/s72-c/ali+at+the+beach.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-6652647395482411767</id><published>2008-07-22T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:02:46.170-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SIYfKQcc9oI/AAAAAAAAADc/F1lYZYnB3vY/s1600-h/helen%27s+colored+hair+7-22-08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225898678683498114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SIYfKQcc9oI/AAAAAAAAADc/F1lYZYnB3vY/s200/helen%27s+colored+hair+7-22-08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with everything going on in my life right now, I decided to color my hair. I should have taken a before picture but, there is a change in color. My hair was turning almost brown but now it is back to red. Not sure if the older you get the darker your hair gets but...its back to red and that is all that matters. I just wish changing something would make me feel better! We will see how JR likes it. I didn't even tell him I was going to do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways,everyone please pray for my family. We are going through a lot right now and it is effecting everyone. The devil is working overtime right now! I just need the strength to fight back!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-6652647395482411767?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6652647395482411767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=6652647395482411767' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6652647395482411767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6652647395482411767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SIYfKQcc9oI/AAAAAAAAADc/F1lYZYnB3vY/s72-c/helen%27s+colored+hair+7-22-08+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-5599183930577620845</id><published>2008-07-02T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:01:04.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what to post about???</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been a while since I have posted. A lot has been going on. Jennifer and Emma have come and gone. We had a good visit. It was too quick though. We didn't get to do a lot. The children and I had to go to VBS each day and my grandmother was in the hospital the entire time Jen was here. Our pool was green so we couldn't swim like we planned. Next time we will come to Texas :) My Grandmother is fine as of right now. Her heart is just getting weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are getting ready to start back school. We have a little over a month left of summer break. They have to do their summer reading and write their reports before then! Man they better get on the ball!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zac still plans on going to summer camp at the end of July. He will be attending the camp I went to as a child. It is a lot of fun to go back to see how much it has changed. A tornado came threw and destroyed most of the grounds. The cabins with all our names written everywhere were destroyed. Maybe Zac and Ali can leave there stamp one day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ace will be leaving us soon. He should be flying,yes flying home to be with his family on Monday.We have been taking care of hime for about 5 months now for some good friends of ours. It is amazing all the crap you have to do to fly a dog somewhere. You have to sign away your life to do it. It will be weird living in this house with him. He has been with us since day one of the move. We will survive though,I am sure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am turning 30! Never thought I would be in my 30's :( In my mind I am 21 and will always be 21! I am celebrating my birthday by going to a Shinedown concert with JR and Melissa. First, that morning I am going to get an hour massage and go to lunch with my sisters. I cant wait for the massage! I need it so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....that is whats been going here :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-5599183930577620845?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5599183930577620845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=5599183930577620845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5599183930577620845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5599183930577620845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-to-post-about.html' title='what to post about???'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-3485286805115887938</id><published>2008-06-10T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T17:24:07.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>making a list and checking it twice</title><content type='html'>I am so excited! One of my very close friends is coming to see us! I love having company:) It is in my blood as a "Southerner" to enjoy entertaining. Jennifer and Emma are coming from Texas to visit in a few weeks. I cant wait to go to Logan's Steak house and enjoy some good food and good company like the old days. I wish more people would come visit us *hint hint*! People say it's Montgomery what is there to do? There is plenty to do! We have the Biscuit's Baseball team, tons of shopping in East Chase and if that isn't good enough well, there is ME! I am here and that should be enough LOL! Oh and JR is here too. He will always have a story waiting or a Monopoly game to play. So come on everybody its the summer time COME VISIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-3485286805115887938?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3485286805115887938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=3485286805115887938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/3485286805115887938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/3485286805115887938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/making-list-and-checking-it-twice.html' title='making a list and checking it twice'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-6383406079903513218</id><published>2008-06-02T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T12:25:20.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>very cool story</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SSYFTZrABMg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SSYFTZrABMg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;what if we had more people like theses guys but taking it to a higher level and adding Christ into the mix and sharing the gospel along the way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-6383406079903513218?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6383406079903513218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=6383406079903513218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6383406079903513218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6383406079903513218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/very-cool-story.html' title='very cool story'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-6512739243821695759</id><published>2008-05-30T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T07:14:35.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We've been BUSY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SEAGUzylofI/AAAAAAAAADE/VMvIg4y3qJs/s1600-h/house+and+friends+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206168123809833458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SEAGUzylofI/AAAAAAAAADE/VMvIg4y3qJs/s200/house+and+friends+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SEAGLDyloeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/g29ilkNaUfs/s1600-h/house+and+friends+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206167956306108898" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SEAGLDyloeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/g29ilkNaUfs/s200/house+and+friends+006.jpg" width="352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week JR took off to get "stuff" done around the house. We finally got his office painted and and started to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;organized&lt;/span&gt;. We are just waiting for some guitar hangers. So there it is. We are almost done decorating the house. I painted the kitchen too. I am still doing touch ups on the kitchen. Next, I want to get rid of the wood boarders in the den and kitchen and paint them white. I think the wood is very 80's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-6512739243821695759?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6512739243821695759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=6512739243821695759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6512739243821695759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6512739243821695759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/weve-been-busy.html' title='We&apos;ve been BUSY!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SEAGUzylofI/AAAAAAAAADE/VMvIg4y3qJs/s72-c/house+and+friends+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-193284429766878674</id><published>2008-05-18T22:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:38:50.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naps</title><content type='html'>It's Sunday and most people on Sundays take naps after church. I am not one of those people. I would rather get "stuff" done and spend time with the family but on this day I took a nap. I regret taking that nap! I slept for 3 hours! Now I CANT sleep!!! It is 12:30am and I wish I had gotten my list done rather than sinking down into my nice comfortable bed with the shades shut and HGTV on and falling asleep. I was so sleepy after having a girls night out and being gone all day Saturday to the ball field. I guess in my old age I just cant be up late anymore :) I never thought at 29 I would be saying I am old but good Lord,I fall asleep watching the morning shows! I take a nap from taking a nap. What has gotten into me? It is like Alabama has drained me from who I use to be. I miss Abilene. I had so much energy. I was working out all the time,my house was clean,my lawn was cut at all times. I move here and all I can do is lay around and get fat. I have to snap out of it! No more naps for me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-193284429766878674?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/193284429766878674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=193284429766878674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/193284429766878674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/193284429766878674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/naps.html' title='Naps'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-7083657823731473185</id><published>2008-05-17T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T08:38:07.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SC76JRXJ4CI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8njgrMzROHo/s1600-h/ali+and+helen.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201369656845787170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SC76JRXJ4CI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8njgrMzROHo/s200/ali+and+helen.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last Saturday I had to opportunity to go to a "Tea at Two" with Ali and the rest of the girls in my family. Ever year the church puts this on the Sunday before Mother's Day. The little girls dress up with a cute hat and some with gloves and we set and eat little sandwiches and lots of desserts. Oh and there was tea :) I am not a big tea drinker but we were able to try different flavors and I really enjoyed it. Next year I will be in charge of the little girls performing a fashion show during the tea. So if anyone has any cool idea PLEASE let me know! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The thing I find funny about the whole tea is that it IS the day before Mothers Day. Why would anyone do that?? It take weeks to prepare two days to set up and 1 hour to eat. So basically we are too exhausted to even enjoy the thing. Plus we know after we have to clean and pack up everything! Next year I think we should have the GUYS plan the event and do all the work so we can actually enjoy the weekend:) I know that will never happen but a woman can dream, cant she??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-7083657823731473185?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7083657823731473185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=7083657823731473185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/7083657823731473185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/7083657823731473185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-saturday-i-had-to-opportunity-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SC76JRXJ4CI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8njgrMzROHo/s72-c/ali+and+helen.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-5099348157962569916</id><published>2008-05-13T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T13:12:24.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SCn1GRXJ3_I/AAAAAAAAACc/VauEipH_o6Y/s1600-h/dogs+being+silly+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199956732864487410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SCn1GRXJ3_I/AAAAAAAAACc/VauEipH_o6Y/s200/dogs+being+silly+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SCn1HBXJ4AI/AAAAAAAAACk/-WCeGFbiLs8/s1600-h/dogs+being+silly+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199956745749389314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SCn1HBXJ4AI/AAAAAAAAACk/-WCeGFbiLs8/s200/dogs+being+silly+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SCn1HRXJ4BI/AAAAAAAAACs/9Rz0jLSbG34/s1600-h/dogs+being+silly+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199956750044356626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SCn1HRXJ4BI/AAAAAAAAACs/9Rz0jLSbG34/s200/dogs+being+silly+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids thought it would be cute to try put the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;goggles&lt;/span&gt; on the dogs. The only one that likes to swim is Ace, though. We did put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dililah&lt;/span&gt; in the pool yesterday but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; last long :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dililah&lt;/span&gt; thought she was Jesus and started walking on the water to get out. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt; went straight for the stairs and jumped out. Ace went for the deep in to be able to stay in longer. Dogs are so funny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-5099348157962569916?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5099348157962569916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=5099348157962569916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5099348157962569916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5099348157962569916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/silly-dogs.html' title='Silly Dogs'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SCn1GRXJ3_I/AAAAAAAAACc/VauEipH_o6Y/s72-c/dogs+being+silly+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-6325865270803054381</id><published>2008-05-13T13:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T13:05:35.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A funny video for us moms</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RxT5NwQUtVM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RxT5NwQUtVM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-6325865270803054381?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6325865270803054381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=6325865270803054381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6325865270803054381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6325865270803054381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/funny-video-for-us-moms.html' title='A funny video for us moms'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-8672887393936442306</id><published>2008-05-05T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T19:34:43.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SB_B8TM8iRI/AAAAAAAAACM/5Xjso4PCLHc/s1600-h/chips+and+salsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197085736699726098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SB_B8TM8iRI/AAAAAAAAACM/5Xjso4PCLHc/s200/chips+and+salsa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SB_B8TM8iSI/AAAAAAAAACU/6dyhonISNsI/s1600-h/-margarita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197085736699726114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SB_B8TM8iSI/AAAAAAAAACU/6dyhonISNsI/s200/-margarita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the two things that make my day! I can never have too many chips and salsa with a COLD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Margarita&lt;/span&gt;. Some of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; memories of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Offutt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Afb&lt;/span&gt; was walking to Lil' Burro with my friend Jenn to eat and drink. It was so relaxing. Salsa is about the only way you can get me to eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;onions&lt;/span&gt;, garlic, peppers etc. If you know me you know I am not one to eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;vegetables,&lt;/span&gt; but put salsa in front of me and I will eat some veggies! I love a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;margarita&lt;/span&gt; to relax me and I am one happy lady :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-8672887393936442306?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8672887393936442306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=8672887393936442306' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/8672887393936442306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/8672887393936442306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-things.html' title='2 Things...'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SB_B8TM8iRI/AAAAAAAAACM/5Xjso4PCLHc/s72-c/chips+and+salsa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-504120937469081346</id><published>2008-04-19T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T19:03:32.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH!!!!</title><content type='html'>We WON the game today! Zac didn't get a hit today but at least we won :) Our pitcher was so awesome that only one kid on the other team hit the ball ONCE!! 5-0 was the score. We are very excited. Hopefully now the boys have some confidence in themselves :) My nephew also won his game. What is really weird is that we watch Facing the Giants,for those who have not seen that movie I really encourage everyone to rent or buy it. Once you watch the movie you will see why I was feeling good today after watching that movie and winning our games. Facing the Giants is rated G and is great for all ages. It is Bible based and it really leavesyou feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK... I am going to get my sun burned self in bed. We were at the ball park from 10:45am until 5:30pm,I am worn out and I have two extra kids this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-504120937469081346?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/504120937469081346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=504120937469081346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/504120937469081346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/504120937469081346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/yeah.html' title='YEAH!!!!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-9128925480449173090</id><published>2008-04-18T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T07:47:35.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am scraed of the water bill!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SAi0BXptpOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kcIgTqAGDmg/s1600-h/finished+pool+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190596506166338786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="179" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SAi0BXptpOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kcIgTqAGDmg/s200/finished+pool+001.jpg" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SAi0CnptpPI/AAAAAAAAACA/1zi_C046fe4/s1600-h/finished+pool+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190596527641175282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SAi0CnptpPI/AAAAAAAAACA/1zi_C046fe4/s200/finished+pool+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After three days of watching money be poured into the pool it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; filled with water. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; think it was ever going to fill up. All I heard for three days is water running. I have been told to save up, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; the water bill will be close to $200 over the normal bill :( We have replaced the liner and converted to a salt water pool. The kids have tasted the water (YUCK by the way) and they said it does taste like salt but not as bad as the ocean so its fine,they said. I am so glad we have their approval! At last the pool is ready and the weather is getting HOT so come on and take a dive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-9128925480449173090?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9128925480449173090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=9128925480449173090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/9128925480449173090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/9128925480449173090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-scraed-of-water-bill.html' title='I am scraed of the water bill!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SAi0BXptpOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kcIgTqAGDmg/s72-c/finished+pool+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-1819241483667942445</id><published>2008-04-18T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T07:38:06.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PLAY BALL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SAixnnptpNI/AAAAAAAAABw/eOR9R3aRXaw/s1600-h/Zac+b-ball+4_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190593864761451730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SAixnnptpNI/AAAAAAAAABw/eOR9R3aRXaw/s200/Zac+b-ball+4_08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have started ball season off kind of rough. I was starting to think that maybe baseball just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; in the cards for him. Well, last night he FINALLY got a hit and got to get on first base. We were so excited! I bet all the people thought I had just won the lottery. This is there third game of the season. They sadly lost last night and the other night....and the other night.... but we have Saturday to get a WIN. From the picture you can tell that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have the camera ready, maybe Saturday I will get the chance to take some good ones of him on  a base or hitting the ball :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-1819241483667942445?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1819241483667942445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=1819241483667942445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1819241483667942445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1819241483667942445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/play-ball.html' title='PLAY BALL!!!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SAixnnptpNI/AAAAAAAAABw/eOR9R3aRXaw/s72-c/Zac+b-ball+4_08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-6159312588277721156</id><published>2008-04-08T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T07:09:02.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW DARE THEY!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R_t6d-McgoI/AAAAAAAAABY/ruHh4cwOBLw/s1600-h/Dogs+being+BAD+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R_t6d-McgoI/AAAAAAAAABY/ruHh4cwOBLw/s200/Dogs+being+BAD+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186874051177251458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R_t6eeMcgpI/AAAAAAAAABg/NPrgxldn4M8/s1600-h/Dogs+being+BAD+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R_t6eeMcgpI/AAAAAAAAABg/NPrgxldn4M8/s200/Dogs+being+BAD+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186874059767186066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R_t6euMcgqI/AAAAAAAAABo/hDNqsLRhef4/s1600-h/Dogs+being+BAD+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R_t6euMcgqI/AAAAAAAAABo/hDNqsLRhef4/s200/Dogs+being+BAD+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186874064062153378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S, JR got up this morning and let the dogs out of their kennel to eat and potty. Well,I am on pain killers so he let me sleep in a little today. Before he leaves for work he came back to the bedroom to tell me that the dogs are not in their kennel,they are just hanging out in the den.....so 30 minutes later I get up and find that what they were really doing is eating my $500 recliner!!! There was leather and foam everywhere when I came into the den. They all three are to blame because they had evidence on their mouths!So needless to say those dogs will be spending a lot of time in their kennel today. Delilah gets fixed in the morning so hopefully she will calm down and stop running away to find her Romeo. WHAT A WEEK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-6159312588277721156?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6159312588277721156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=6159312588277721156' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6159312588277721156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6159312588277721156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-dare-they.html' title='HOW DARE THEY!!!!!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R_t6d-McgoI/AAAAAAAAABY/ruHh4cwOBLw/s72-c/Dogs+being+BAD+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-7832642687382277075</id><published>2008-04-07T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T11:27:24.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little update...</title><content type='html'>I am in so much pain! Yesterday at church I moved in my seat to sit closer to JR and that's when it happened....I heard a pop! I would rather push out a baby than feel this pain in my knee. I went to the doctor and they said "we think you sprained it"....you THINK! I did have it x-rayed so hopefully they can give me a FOR SURE on what is going on. The only good thing that came out of the doctor visit is they gave me Loratab for the pain. So I just pray no surgery will have to be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note,I turned in all the application for the kids to start a ACA which is a private school here in Montgomery. Please pray that they get in! Montgomery has the worse schools in the United States! Going to ACA will be a blessing for us. So please pray they get in :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zac has started playing baseball. Once he has his first game I will post pictures. He is really improving. Now we just need to get Ali into something. She is still young and would rather sit and read a book but...maybe one day she will find her calling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK..that is it for now. The meds are kicking in and I am getting a little drunk feeling. I pray no one has to EVER feel this kind of pain!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-7832642687382277075?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7832642687382277075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=7832642687382277075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/7832642687382277075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/7832642687382277075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-little-update.html' title='Just a little update...'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-5608584248546888514</id><published>2008-04-03T09:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:32:07.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WAITING!</title><content type='html'>It just isn't my thing to wait for people to show up. I have been waiting two weeks for our pool to be cleaned and converted to a salt water pool AND I have been waiting for the lawn guy to come and get all these NASTY UGLY weeds out of my yard. You would thing these days people would be jumping to have work. I guess here in Alabama people would rather sit around and drink lemonade. As soon as I get my yard and pool pretty I will show pictures of the transformation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bare with me! 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=5168770221890006568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5168770221890006568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5168770221890006568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/before-and-after.html' title='Before and After...'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-204699668962253730</id><published>2008-03-19T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T05:35:55.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW RUDE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R-EGEkTygXI/AAAAAAAAABI/qwbpQJH_ylo/s1600-h/new_house+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179427721988702578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R-EGEkTygXI/AAAAAAAAABI/qwbpQJH_ylo/s200/new_house+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R-EFzUTygWI/AAAAAAAAABA/FkgWrtLy-OE/s1600-h/new_house+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179427425635959138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R-EFzUTygWI/AAAAAAAAABA/FkgWrtLy-OE/s200/new_house+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is what we moved into. The first day we get our keys we find this at our new house. How rude can you be not to clean and get all the trash from the street before you move out! The inside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; as bad but we did paint and scrub for 5 days! We took a total of 4 loads of trash from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;previous&lt;/span&gt; owners. My mom even took a load of perfectly good things they had on the street to the Goodwill. It was just sinful all the things they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;threw&lt;/span&gt; away. We even found their tax  and bankruptcy papers too, in the trash. They may have wanted to throw those away but I gave them back :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know everyone has their story about how nasty their home was when they moved in. I just feel if you just forked out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;several&lt;/span&gt; thousand dollars for a home and these days it is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;blessing&lt;/span&gt; to actually sell your home,then be kind and clean your house and take your trash with you!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A word to the wise...never sign papers on a house when they are still living in it! Make sure you do the walk through right before you go to the lawyers office to close on the house!! LESSONS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LEARNED&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-204699668962253730?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/204699668962253730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=204699668962253730' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/204699668962253730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/204699668962253730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-rude.html' title='HOW RUDE!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R-EGEkTygXI/AAAAAAAAABI/qwbpQJH_ylo/s72-c/new_house+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-2132637256976799931</id><published>2008-03-18T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T19:56:30.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Living Bare"</title><content type='html'>Do you ever wonder if you just had the bare minimum in your life, would you be in a better place? What I mean is a better place, with God. If you did not have the distractions of TV, Internet and a phone attached to your hip 24/7,you would have more time to pray and  study the Bible. It seems like these days all I have time for is unpacking boxes, decorating the house and trying to fit everything into my social calendar. At church on Sunday we went to a class for Visitors and New Members. Now, we were not quit sure if New Member meant “new Christian” or people “placing membership” but we went anyways. I am glad we decided to sit in on the class. This class was so interesting. I haven’t gotten so much out of a church class in so long.  This class really made me stop and think about my life and how crazy it really is. I started thinking about how long it had been since I gave my time to God. I have been living without Internet for a while now during this move. It has really taught me that I don’t have to check my email every time I pass by the computer or have it on alert so when an e-mail comes through I can catch it and respond.  If I gave that much attention to God, I think I would feel so much better about life and my soul. I started thinking about all the Bible stories that have people in the wilderness with nothing, but God always provided. I pray that I can teach my children that you don’t have to have everything advertised on TV or the newsiest and latest electronic device, to be happy and keeping up with the Jones’ only keeps you in debt, not happy. I am so happy we got stationed here, I really think if we hadn't things would have gotten a lot worse and church would have been a place we went to when we went home to visit so we wouldn't hear our parents say how disappointed they were in us. I truly believe that this assignment was a God send! Vaughn Park is not perfect and no church is but ever since we have been attending on a regular base I get so much out of going.I am excited to go to church again. I love the preacher. Brad uses visual aids a lot and that really keeps me interested and I actually understand what he is trying to get at. He uses simple words (no offence Charles) so I do not have to stop and wonder what the heck he is saying and I can stay focused. I think getting involved and going to church three times a week is actually really good for me. I just have to learn to stop wanting everything and try to be content on what we already have. I know a lot of this may not make sense but…do I ever make sense? I need to focus on the goal and that is to get to Heaven not fill my house with the very best :) I am trying to keep the book of Malachi in my mind and heart daily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-2132637256976799931?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2132637256976799931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=2132637256976799931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2132637256976799931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2132637256976799931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/living-bare.html' title='&quot;Living Bare&quot;'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-8752708609835697851</id><published>2008-03-11T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:48:28.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAIN!</title><content type='html'>I haven't never felt such pain in my body before. If you paint for a living then "Bless Your Heart"! I have blisters all over my hands and my back feels like a knife is stuck! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; see how people flip houses. I feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; i m doing that right now with my own house. We are sill living with my parents and going daily to the new house to paint and scrub. JR is working during the day and coming home after work to paint and get stuff done around the house. I paint for about 9 hours a day! Next time I am hiring someone to paint for us. I have every color in my house under my nails and on my toes :) The Movers are now coming Thursday. I have one day to finish all the painting and cleaning! How will I get it all done?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thank goodness&lt;/span&gt; my mom and middle sister are taking all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt; to the beach for the rest of the week. I asked if they wanted three dogs to tag along but I had NO takers :( I need a doggy day care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,bare with me until I can get pictures taken and posted. Most of the time when I want to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt;,my hands are covered in paint. I promise once this remodel is done and we are moved in I will let everyone see our hard work :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-8752708609835697851?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8752708609835697851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=8752708609835697851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/8752708609835697851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/8752708609835697851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/pain.html' title='PAIN!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-1789022665377987982</id><published>2008-03-10T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:21:57.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living with the ones you love</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like you are being pulled in so many directions you just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know which way to go anymore? Ever since moving to Alabama I have felt this way. I think I am beyond &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;overwhlemed&lt;/span&gt; and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what to do. I am trying to be a wife, mother, care-giver to three dogs, a sister, daughter,friend and "decorator" all at the same time. I just want to throw my hands up and say I GIVE UP! The sad thing is I cant do all 6 things at once the correct way. If I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have someone and you know who you are griping at me because I haven't done something to the standards they would like them done or something is done right in the house like it SHOULD be done then I have kids wanting to help paint etc. ,but my nerves are shot so I raise my voice and then I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;labeled&lt;/span&gt; as being a bad mom. I cant be a "good wife" since most of my time is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;consumed&lt;/span&gt; by all the other things.A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;woman's&lt;/span&gt; job is never done..... I am suppose to do all these things plus remember to shower and eat! Why cant I have a wife! I need a wife that can help me with all these chores! If I had someone that could be "me" then maybe I would have more time with JR and not yell at the kids and have time to paint everything in my house before the my household goods come and remember to call my friends so they know I miss them. Just know you guys I miss you so much it hurts and I will work on calling and emailing once I am settled in the house! Better go dig all the paint from today out from under my nails and set the alarm to do everything all over again the next day Lord willing :) Goodnight! It is very late so dont joke on my spelling or grammer! (you know who you are)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-1789022665377987982?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1789022665377987982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=1789022665377987982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1789022665377987982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/1789022665377987982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/living-with-ones-you-love.html' title='Living with the ones you love'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-3306727059212461055</id><published>2008-03-04T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:48:28.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUYING A HOME!</title><content type='html'>If you ever want to torture yourself with stress,a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt; breakdown and head aches from the devil then buy a house! I always thought buying a house was easy as 1-2-3 but NO! Be prepared to fork out lots of money that you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know you would need and then be prepared to hear "I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think we can close that early". Why cant we just get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt; from the bank write the owners a check and be done??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the update on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;house&lt;/span&gt; is as of now we may close on Thursday at 10am if the other people can get their stuff together. You would think that if you HAD to sell your house you would be on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; butt every chance you had to make sure nothing would go wrong. I guess not everyone can be like me! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you updated and once e actually get the keys I will take pictures :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-3306727059212461055?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3306727059212461055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=3306727059212461055' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/3306727059212461055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/3306727059212461055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/buying-home.html' title='BUYING A HOME!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-8509633694024573488</id><published>2008-02-28T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T19:24:48.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spa Girl's</title><content type='html'>Tonight I went to a Ladies Night thing at church. They had invited The Spa Girl's to come and do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; comedy act . At first I thought we were going to be pampered and get our nails done etc. No,that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; the case but it was really cool. You should check them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;piritual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ractcal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-musing ways to live the Godly life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;These&lt;/span&gt; ladies were so funny! If you want to know more about them go to &lt;a href="http://www.thespagirls.net/"&gt;www.thespagirls.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........in Him,we live and move and have our being....... Acts 17:28&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-8509633694024573488?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8509633694024573488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=8509633694024573488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/8509633694024573488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/8509633694024573488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/spa-girls.html' title='The Spa Girl&apos;s'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-967363122329118997</id><published>2008-02-26T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T05:53:36.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R8TYXrNYvzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/84XduiOPD4Y/s1600-h/100_0160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171496173375635250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R8TYXrNYvzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/84XduiOPD4Y/s200/100_0160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R8TYDrNYvyI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_MpfVsIopiY/s1600-h/100_0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171495829778251554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R8TYDrNYvyI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_MpfVsIopiY/s200/100_0159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R8TXnbNYvxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/R7gL8xVARgQ/s1600-h/100_0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; about cutting my hair. Should I cut it off or keep it long. This was my hair cut about 2 years ago. I loved it but it makes my chin uglier than it already is. I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; my long hair I was trying to hide that feature :) I want to lose 40 pounds so should that be my reward if I do loose the weight? Help people! Give me your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;insight&lt;/span&gt; on my hair! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-967363122329118997?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/967363122329118997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=967363122329118997' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/967363122329118997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/967363122329118997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/should-i.html' title='Should I???'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R8TYXrNYvzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/84XduiOPD4Y/s72-c/100_0160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-3900977261492257578</id><published>2008-02-25T17:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T19:04:01.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Good-bye</title><content type='html'>Saying good-bye is the hardest thing I have to do being a Military wife. I always meet the most wonderful people that mean so much to me, then we get orders and leave. I try my hardest to stay in touch and stay close but it is so hard. I know I will be busy at first but I am going to stay in touch with my friends. I have a few very special ones too,and you know who you are! I will come visit and you come visit me. I couldn't imagine my life without seeing you guys! I had to say good-bye to my "old lady" today too. What an emotional day this has been. I really didn't want to even get out of bed today because I knew what I had to do today. JR made me get up and I am still mad he made me because that meant I had to say good-bye. Now with tear running down my face I will always be there no matter what and I know you will too. Don't forget to call me :) I know this blog doesn't make  a lot of sense but it is hard to come up with words that tell someone how hard it is to say good-bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-3900977261492257578?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3900977261492257578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=3900977261492257578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/3900977261492257578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/3900977261492257578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/saying-good-bye.html' title='Saying Good-bye'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-5672539801371938861</id><published>2008-02-22T22:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T22:19:57.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S DONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R7-5K7NYvwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/-IijN0WsEyE/s1600-h/house_items_b4_move+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170054494588288770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R7-5K7NYvwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/-IijN0WsEyE/s320/house_items_b4_move+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the big moving truck came and left today! The house is almost ready for the keys to be tuned in and then we are for real DONE! Then it is off to Alabama to close on the house and move into the new house. The packers just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; get over how much stuff JR has. There were more boxes upstairs in the "man room" than there was in the rest of the house! JR that should tell you something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; too much stuff!!! Now where is everything going to go in the new house?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once I get pictures of the our "first house to buy", I will post them. We are still trying to figure out when the current &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;owners&lt;/span&gt; will move out so we can move in! What a pain!! They want to close on the house but stay in it until the 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;instead&lt;/span&gt; f getting out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; the closing n the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;! So people are you going to pay me rent and be responsible if something happens when the house is in our name and not yours?? Buying a house is such a scary thing and be ready to fork out tons of money!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-5672539801371938861?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5672539801371938861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=5672539801371938861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5672539801371938861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5672539801371938861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-done.html' title='IT&apos;S DONE!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/R7-5K7NYvwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/-IijN0WsEyE/s72-c/house_items_b4_move+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-5461078618757957961</id><published>2008-02-20T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T12:38:35.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Packers</title><content type='html'>and no not the football team! The packers are here packing up all of our stuff today. They walked up stairs and couldnt get over all the Monopoly's JR has! He has around 70 of them. They will need a truck for just those! It is amazing how stuff you collect over the years. I am the type that throws away everything too but we always seem to have way more than what we really should have. We have gone from really small houses to bigger and bigger homes. Our new house is bigger than the one we are in now. Of course the lay out is very diffrent. I am going to miss this house. This house is the only home that we stayed longer than a year while stationed here at Dyess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stress is getting to me. I will be so glad to be done with all this moving stuff. My panic attacks are getting better though. I only have about 3 a day so thats good. My headaches are not getting better but I am sure they will. It doesn't help we are eating crap and not working out. I drank way too much over the weekend too. We hd a blast though. Even though I had to clean up a lot of nasty vomit from a friend, we still had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK HOW DO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;add pictures to your blog&lt;br /&gt;spell check becuase when I click the abc it doesnt do anything!&lt;br /&gt;add other friends links to your blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-5461078618757957961?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5461078618757957961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=5461078618757957961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5461078618757957961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5461078618757957961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/packers.html' title='Packers'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-4161861516153292572</id><published>2008-02-19T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T23:29:21.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't sleep!</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess I shouldn't have taken a nap today from 2pm until 4:30pm. Now I am wide awake and I am sick of preping the house for the packers. I hate not feeling like I have a home. Living out of your luggage is no fun either. I cant wait for us to be in our new home and settled. I am so excited to be moving to Montgomery! I hate leaving my good frineds behind but we will be back and everyone remember the road goes both ways so feel free to visit anytime. We will have a pool so if you ever visit in the summer the kids will have something to do! If I figure out how to add pictures and do more things on this blog I will send updates on the kids and how the house is coming along. I will be doing some remodling. I say "I" but mostly JR when he has time and my sister when she can come over to help me. I am not much on doing anything that will make the house dirty or break a nail :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so it is 1:30am and JR is still awake too. He is working upstairs and I should be working down here but I would rather write about "nothing" and eat these yummy Girl Scout cookies! I know,I shouldnt be eating them but dang it they are good and I will get on my diet plan once I am in Montgomery and not eating out everynight for dinner~by the way that steak was soooo good tonight at Logan's,Jennifer. I won't be able to eat steak without thinking of you :( We wont have a good steak place in Alabama,at least that I have found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-4161861516153292572?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4161861516153292572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=4161861516153292572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/4161861516153292572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/4161861516153292572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t sleep!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-6608677057714854938</id><published>2008-02-18T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T14:28:03.390-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOVING SUCKS'/><title type='text'>HOLY COW!</title><content type='html'>So we pulled into Abilene today around 2pm. So many emotions came over me once we got home. First our trash can had dumped over and all our trash was everywhere from when we cleaned the garage out. Then we walk in and I see all the work we have a head of us. We have one and half days to get everything ready before the packers come. I am now thinking it is easier to pack the crap up yourself and move it rather than preping the freaking house for them to come in and do it. By the way Barb I think you have a better idea! What was I thinking??? All I would have needed was boxes and a truck. I could have this house packed and loaded in no time. Then I wouldnt have to give away all my liquids and have to pack and take all my candles with me in the car. I could use my own vaccum and then load it in the truck rather than having to beg to use someone elses. WHAT A PAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough venting. I have to get back to taking things off the walls and washing all our clothes from the trip to pack up again:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-6608677057714854938?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6608677057714854938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=6608677057714854938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6608677057714854938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6608677057714854938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/holy-cow.html' title='HOLY COW!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-5252562002976349302</id><published>2008-02-09T05:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T05:55:50.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On our way....</title><content type='html'>To Alabama here we go! So we left yesterday around 3:30pm. We hit Dallas right in rush hour traffic and cops were everywhere! You would have thought it was a holiday weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I feel so much better today. Yesterday I thought I was not going to make it. I felt like I had the flu and I was going to die at any moment. I feel WONDERFUL today compared to yesterday. Now I hope we can get to Montgomery at a good hour today. I cant wait for Monday! We are going house hunting. I am so ready to actually look at the houses that I have been looking at online for the last four months or so. I am also excited to see The Smith family in Mississippi. I am so proud of Travis making it through Pilot training and now he can fly us places~one day when I am drunk and wont know if anything happens :) LOL.... JUST KIDDING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the kids will be starting a new school on Monday. I am so sad to leave them to head back to TX after they start the new school but we have no choice. I just pray they will be good for my parents. It is hard to think that when we come back we will be moving to Montgomery! I havent lived there for real, in 11 years. I am so excited to have a house and have family over for Sunday lunch. On the other hand I am so sad about leaving my good friends in Abilene and to think I will not see Emma grow up makes me cry. Why the heck do I get close to people?? I guess I will learn to stay in touch with friends and not let actual distance between our friendships!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I guess I better get back on the road. My family is so slow to get ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-5252562002976349302?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5252562002976349302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=5252562002976349302' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5252562002976349302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5252562002976349302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/on-our-way.html' title='On our way....'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-5184478092177900752</id><published>2008-02-05T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T07:44:31.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>What a month this has been and it is only the 5th day! I am trying to cram too much into one week and all that I need to get done normally would take a couple months.  RIght now I am trying to find a house to buy,taking care of Ali while she has the flu,dealing with JR being home ALL THE TIME, trying to be there for Zac as we prepare him to move this coming Friday, when he just got his first real girlfriend and the list goes on......! I know it will all get done with lots of prayer and little sleep... but it will get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard trying to figure out what house is best for your family. Most people dont have to worry about if the door frames are tall enough or if the shower is tall enough so the water doesnt bounce off JR's head and onto the floor. Having a tall husband is hard to deal with sometimes :) The kids would like a pool but do I really want to have to deal with a pool and the amount of money it takes to keep it up?? Not to mention the cost to run the pump! Renting is just so much easier. I know it is better to buy but now when something goes wrong in the house WE have to pay for it! Speaking of paying for it. I have put over $800 into the Envoy in the last 6 weeks. Part of me just wants to get something newer but I know I shouldnt do that.( ok Barb I get it....dont buy anything for a while LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is up with this weather! One day it is 80 degrees the next day high is 50 freaking degrees! No wonder half of Abilene is sick!!!! I am so ready for everyone to be well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so that is all I have to gripe' about today. I guess I should get off my butt and actually get some of the crap done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-5184478092177900752?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5184478092177900752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=5184478092177900752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5184478092177900752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5184478092177900752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-6976638049832254175</id><published>2008-01-31T17:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T17:58:08.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny thing happened tonight</title><content type='html'>Just when I start to accept the fact the we will move this summer JR gets a phone call. The phone call basically was letting him know that we have a choice to make. This isnt any choice,this is a scary choice! We can either move now or wait until summer. What to do,what to do?? I just went through this trying to get the house ready and preparing the kids etc. Now to do it again so soon,I just dont know! I do know that I want to move and start our life fresh again. I dont want to leave my good friends and Mrs.Marion  behind but I know that we need to move on and focus on JR's career. We will get back into church and become close again with family and friends in Montgomery. Lots of pros and lots of cons. I guess what I really need to do is stop freaking out and pray about it. WOW life sure does know how to throw a curve ball when you least expect it. We have to tell the AF what we have decided on Monday so I will let everyone know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS my spell check isnt working and i knwo I cant spell so no joking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-6976638049832254175?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6976638049832254175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=6976638049832254175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6976638049832254175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/6976638049832254175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/funny-thing-happened-tonight.html' title='Funny thing happened tonight'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-2237754002216975998</id><published>2008-01-31T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T10:06:04.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCITEMENT?</title><content type='html'>Why is that we get so excitited about something but when the time or thing comes we are not excited anymore. I remember when I was younger I would like a guy and try to get him to notice me,and once he did the excitement was gone and I was ready to move.  Is it more fun to dream about it and wonder, rather than it actually happening? I think I am like that about heaven. I want to go to heaven but lately I havent wanted to do the things it takes to get there. I dream about how it will be but I am scared because I am afraid of what will happen when the time comes. I use to get excited to go to church to see everyone and get "spiritual filled" . I miss those days. I am so sad the BH had to turn out like it did. We were all so close,so it seemed. I miss eating out with everyone on Sunday nights and sharing a meal together on Wednesday evening. I hope that one day I can find that type of family again. But that is me being excited about whats to come but when it is actually time will I run away again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-2237754002216975998?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2237754002216975998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=2237754002216975998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2237754002216975998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2237754002216975998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/excitement.html' title='EXCITEMENT?'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-4073302794148205362</id><published>2008-01-30T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T14:01:48.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News??</title><content type='html'>So we get news yesterday that the RIF board has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;canceled&lt;/span&gt;. All that stress and our orders being put on hold,was it for nothing? I know everything happens for a reason, but holy cow I was about to commit myself to the crazy people's home. I wonder if all that I did and went through was just a lesson that God wanted to teach me. What did I learn from it?? I learned not to trust the Air Force and never jump the gun with preparing the house to be packed. So did I actually get what I needed from that lesson,I may never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know why I am glad we are still in Abilene....so JR and I can work on our marriage before he starts working 18 hour days at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OTS&lt;/span&gt;,I get to spend more time with my close friends and watch Emma grow more and I will be here a little longer to take care of Marion. And lets not forget now I can watch Ace while Barb is away....and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wont be&lt;/span&gt; in the process of moving :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; realizing that just because life i&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sn't&lt;/span&gt; going the way I want it to,life still goes on and just try to make the best of it. I just need to put things in Gods hands and stop trying to run the show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-4073302794148205362?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4073302794148205362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=4073302794148205362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/4073302794148205362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/4073302794148205362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-news.html' title='Good News??'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-2935547429956074808</id><published>2008-01-23T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:56:34.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Months</title><content type='html'>So JR has been gone for over six months now. He is to return Lord Willing on Friday. Should I be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;,scared,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anxious&lt;/span&gt;? Well, right now I am all over the board. When I think about him coming home my stomach gets weak feeling and my heart skips a beat. How can I be so upset and angry at him but want him at the same time? Our marriage is going through a lot right now and I am just scared I wont be able to let go of the past and look forward to the future. Over all JR is a pretty good guy...other than some things but why am I so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt; about seeing him? Sometimes I feel like with him coming home I will have to face him and face head on what has been going on. How do I learn to forgive him?? I feel lost and empty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-2935547429956074808?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2935547429956074808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=2935547429956074808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2935547429956074808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2935547429956074808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/six-months.html' title='Six Months'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-5775914140447404776</id><published>2008-01-17T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T01:29:12.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 am! What he heck!!</title><content type='html'>So I guess I fell asleep around 11pm last night and I was wide awake at 1:45am. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shoudl&lt;/span&gt; have just turned over,prayed and tried to go back to sleep but that would have been too easy. It is now after 3am and I wish I had just rolled over. I have so much on my mind that I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; shut everything off,I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever have these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tyoe&lt;/span&gt; of nights? I know most of my friends do. They are the ones sleeping right now I bet and I am the one awake. So what to do what to do?? I have already checked my email,watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;enouh&lt;/span&gt; dumb TV and let the dogs out to potty. It so cold out there! 23 degrees it what the computer said but it feels like 0 degrees. That wind is still so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stong&lt;/span&gt;. I thought wind died down at night but I guess it Abilene it doesn't. Abilene is one of those cities that one minute is can be hot and then next minute it will be cold and raining. Gotta love the Air Force for sending here though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Air Force.....why is it that you fill out  a dream sheet and you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get anything close to what you wanted? Why have us fill that out if we can't go where we want to? Seems like a waste of time and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;energy&lt;/span&gt; for the Military person to do it. I guess we should just be thankful we have a place to live. Abilene isn't that bad though. It has really built up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;since&lt;/span&gt; we moved here. You know we are moving up in the world if you get a Kohl's. Now all we need is an Apple Bee's are we are set,so we think. I could also use a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Famous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Dave's&lt;/span&gt; (the best BBQ place you will ever eat at). I do miss their BBQ pork pulled sandwich and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; much everything else on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; menu. i think I must be hungry or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;delirious&lt;/span&gt;,or both. Yum...BBQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; I am going to try the sleeping thing again,hopefully it works this time. I will keep going on and on if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; stop typing now. I am afraid of where this blog will go. It will be called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;delirious&lt;/span&gt; mom with nothing to do beside to sleep and SHE CAN'T!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-5775914140447404776?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5775914140447404776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=5775914140447404776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5775914140447404776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/5775914140447404776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/3-am-what-he-heck.html' title='3 am! What he heck!!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-650141694416221816</id><published>2008-01-16T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T16:52:49.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Grade Math!</title><content type='html'>So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; I need to go back to third grade. I can not figure out this math problem Ali brought home today. I called several people and they couldn't figure it out either so then I didn't feel so stupid. Here is the question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paula struck out twice,walked four times and had five hits. If she continues to bat this way, the probability the she will get a hit the next time she bats is ____ out of _____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you figure it out and tell me! I think it is 6 out of 10 but I am not good as math so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note....my kids want me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;home school&lt;/span&gt; them. Can you guess what I told them? Your right! There is no way in in heck I would do that. I cant even answer a 3 rd grade question. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zac's&lt;/span&gt; in 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; even imagine what I would do with his school. When I could teach them there ABC's and 123's that is when I could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;home school&lt;/span&gt; but they are past that point!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-650141694416221816?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/650141694416221816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=650141694416221816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/650141694416221816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/650141694416221816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/third-grade-math.html' title='Third Grade Math!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-3510121799089066746</id><published>2008-01-05T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T19:08:23.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Computers</title><content type='html'>Why am I so crazy about computers? I am always checking my e-mail and getting on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; to see what some crazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;celebrity&lt;/span&gt; has done today! Now my computer downstairs at my desk doesn't work. I have been trying to get it to connect to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; for the last two days. I am freaking out! I hate but LOVE computers all at once. Now I have to use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;JR's&lt;/span&gt; old lap top upstairs that can only get on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; if it is connected right it the cable modem. I know I need to get personal help but I guess I am like most people in the world,I just want to stay connected so I wont miss anything. Thank goodness I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; connection on my cell phone. What would I do in line while waiting to be checked out or at that red light that takes just too long?? I know what I should be doing,that is praying and spending time in thought but who wants to do that?? I know..everyone should I just need to get my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;priorities&lt;/span&gt; straight I guess :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on another note...why do people say " Is it cold enough for you?" What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored can you tell....I need a life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-3510121799089066746?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3510121799089066746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=3510121799089066746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/3510121799089066746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/3510121799089066746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/computers.html' title='Computers'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394196512434206289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bRKL8oPhgj8/SUuEgYtHJDI/AAAAAAAAALE/kuuN2AZWN90/S220/Dinning+Out+2008+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105172112072369175.post-2420317317814214888</id><published>2008-01-03T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T17:58:45.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling with 2 kids and 2 dogs! NO FUN!!</title><content type='html'>So,I never thought in a million years I would actually travel with 2 kids and 2 dogs by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;. I am proud to say I have now done that! I have always thought that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; take on that task. I will say it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;funniest&lt;/span&gt; thing that I have done in my life but it is kind of nice. I get to set the pace on where we go,when we stop and what we eat. Now when we get to the hotel I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get to watch what I want or say when we go to sleep but I am the boss on the road! Speaking of the road.....who in the heck sets the speed limits on these roads? Now really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; you think we could go faster than 70 miles per hour?? All of us go at least 5 over the limit if not more. Everyone knows you can go 5 over and you wont get pulled over, unless you get a cop that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; having a good day or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;. Now whats up with these gas prices? One exit will have 3.09 and then a mile up the road it will be 2.95! I have learned my lesson! I just keep going until I see a better deal. I am so cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotels....they are so nasty! I have to say they are better than staying in your car over night but still,cant the maid clean the hair out of the bathroom from the former guest? Why cant they just do their job and not make me get sick looking and that crap! I am just in a crappy way I guess right now :) I am ready to be back in my own CLEAN no hairy house I guess! I have been on the road living out of a suite case for over 10 days,it is time to be back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids....why is it that when they are in the car they are so sleepy and they want to stop for the evening so they can rest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;in a&lt;/span&gt; bed but as soon as we walk into the room all heck breaks loose and they all the sudden are full of energy and they are bouncing off the walls?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/105172112072369175-2420317317814214888?l=dibollfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2420317317814214888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=105172112072369175&amp;postID=2420317317814214888' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2420317317814214888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/105172112072369175/posts/default/2420317317814214888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dibollfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/traveling-with-2-kids-and-2-dogs-no-fun.html' title='Traveling with 2 kids and 2 dogs! 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