<?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-7334212</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:46:25.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If its in your heart it shows in your spirit!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-109449874472881209</id><published>2004-09-06T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T12:27:05.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Labor Day Weekend! </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey guys&lt;br /&gt;mi weekend was ok i guess!! We went to the cc meet saturday which was lots of fun!! i already told you about that! Sunday we went to church!! I had three lil kids in mi class one lil girl was new she was so cute!! Then we didnt hav ne church that night because its a holiday! so i just hung out and talked to joel, sophie, angela, and sarah mi friend from NW!! But the best thing in the world happened sunday nite i got contact back with mi best friend felicia from mi old school!! I was so excited! Then monday me and mi dad cleaned the house!! Then i went and tanned!! Then we i went shopping!! i went to a dollar store to find lauren thesse flip flops she wanted but they only had lil kids sizes left.. ugh so then i went to a scrapbooking store and got some cheerleading stuff!! I got these coolio stickers and some layout sheets! Then i had ARBY'S for lunch!! and now i am telling you guys about mi weekend so i better jet cya luv ya &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-109449874472881209?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/109449874472881209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=109449874472881209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109449874472881209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109449874472881209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-labor-day-weekend.html' title='My Labor Day Weekend! '/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-109442033325827206</id><published>2004-09-05T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T14:39:04.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz!! Quiz!! Quiz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Your: Happy eyes! Your cheerfull, bright and always want to try something new. Your inquisitive and quite lovable. You have many friends and will succseed in life." src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/coolcatcatherine/1059512029_shappyeyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your: Happy eyes! Your cheerfull, bright and always&lt;br /&gt;want to try something new. Your inquisitive and&lt;br /&gt;quite lovable. You have many friends and will&lt;br /&gt;succseed in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coolcatcatherine/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20eyes%20do%20you%20have?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;What type of eyes do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-109442033325827206?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/109442033325827206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=109442033325827206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109442033325827206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109442033325827206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/09/quiz-quiz-quiz.html' title='Quiz!! Quiz!! Quiz!'/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-109434777413782979</id><published>2004-09-04T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T18:29:34.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH YEA MIKE!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mike got 1st!!! hey mike got first!!! did i say mike got first!!! its so exciting!!! I got to write a one on the score sheet for the first time for the varsity boys!!! I cant believe hey did you no mike got first lol well i gotta go just had to tell you mike got first luv all you guys!! cya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-109434777413782979?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/109434777413782979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=109434777413782979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109434777413782979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109434777413782979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/09/oh-yea-mike.html' title='OH YEA MIKE!!!!!!!'/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-109434747748219207</id><published>2004-09-04T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T18:24:37.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>got to give the cc team props for this meet!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey people!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The cross country team did awesome today!!! Ben ( hannah's bro lol) got 12th out of 120 runners!! that was the bomb diggity!!! then heidi mi chicka got 16th out of 100 runners oh yea girlie!!! Then mike got 22 out of 92 runners!!! that was awesome!! he ran a 5 min mile craziness!! I got so muddy i had mud from the tip of mi shoes alll the way to the top of mi knees! ugh!!!! it was really hot to but it was worth running like a crazy person back and for to cheer for mi peeps!!! lol  great job guys!! come and support the cc team there awesome!!! luv ya guys cya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-109434747748219207?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/109434747748219207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=109434747748219207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109434747748219207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109434747748219207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/09/got-to-give-cc-team-props-for-this_04.html' title='got to give the cc team props for this meet!!!!'/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-109374261552691588</id><published>2004-08-28T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T18:23:35.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Parade!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hey chickas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I went to the parade today for mi cheerleading debut lol!!! hhaha It was so much fun!! by the way thanx alex for cheering us on!! Me and Lauren talked to Sophie Hannah and Abbie before the parade!! Abbie is so cute she is definatley going to be an awesome cheerleader!! She did a cheer for us lol!! it was so cute!! Then we started the parade it was so hot omg me and lauren thought we were going to die!! lol  The parade was really fun though i liked cheering while going down the street it was awesome!! Hey chickas we are going to the Lafayette christmas parade come and cheer us on!! luv yall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-109374261552691588?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/109374261552691588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=109374261552691588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109374261552691588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109374261552691588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/08/parade.html' title='The Parade!!!!!!!'/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-109374218104045707</id><published>2004-08-28T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T18:25:02.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophie's House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hey girlies&lt;br /&gt;i went 2 sophies last weekend it was really fun!! We gave anne a makeover!!! she looked so cute!! she is gorgeous!! Then did sophies hair in like a style you would go to a dance with!! Then we got on the net and i showed her how to change her sn she changed it and she is so inthused with her new sn hahah!!! Then we ate pizza bagels and salad it was really yummy!!! :) Then we watched the olympics!! Sophie and Hannah love Michael Phelps!! lol At first sophie thought he was butt ugly but now i think she is having second thoughts lol!! Her little bro did mi hair it was so cute!! he tried!! lol Then we tried to talk to abbie on the net but i didnt really work! ugh her cpu was being crappy!! Then we looked at a jc penney's magazine!!! straps lol i have never laughed so hard in mi life lol!! inside joke!! Then we watched Michael Phelps some more of course!! hhha Then we watched a knights tale and sophie paused at this one part were heath ledger "looked really hott" hahah!!! Then we talked forever then we went to sleep!! zzzz The next mornig we ate breakfast can u believe it i actually ate breakfast lol!! hahah Then we headed to the cc meet!! I cheered her on but she cut the course!! hahah it was so funny because all but one also did the same thing!!! hahah lol it was really awesome!! Sophie i had a great time!! luvya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-109374218104045707?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/109374218104045707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=109374218104045707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109374218104045707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109374218104045707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/08/sophies-house.html' title='Sophie&apos;s House'/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-109372258221906011</id><published>2004-08-28T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T18:25:35.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;the retreat was so much fun!! i had an awesome time ciera and aly riding back and forth from the retreat!! Aly pink A lol!! hahah Sophie and Katlyn walking that trail was awesome! i love God's creation!!! The showers were so horrible they had glass doors so we had to hold a towel over the door for each other. craziness!! Pastor Helmer did our chapels he did a really good job! He talked about Noah and the ark and how righteous Noah was to work on the ark for 122 years!! wow! Sophie got a thorn in her foot and Mr. B. came to the rescue as always!! Lauren came finally on the last day we were all so happy to see her!! We played a dodgeball game thing it was ok. We made it fun!! lol We had a camp fire thing and I got to talk to Ashley and Justin that was really fun! We talked about a lot of stuff!! omg the plays were so funny the best one was when Mr. Callen and Mr. Johns acted like a queen and princess!! priceless!!! Oh Lindsey and Max won the challenge of getting a rubber band off there nose!! haha that was hilarious! Sarah was the best!!! hahahahah And the Freshman won the suprise shake gulp!!! YUCK!! The belching contest was really funny!! omg you missed out if you werent there!!! Well i better go cya luvya lots!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-109372258221906011?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/109372258221906011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=109372258221906011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109372258221906011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109372258221906011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/08/retreat.html' title='The Retreat'/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-109251363917243504</id><published>2004-08-14T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T13:02:00.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;camp is in 2 days cant wait 2 c all yall!!!!! i miss you guys so much!! luvya &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-109251363917243504?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/109251363917243504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=109251363917243504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109251363917243504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109251363917243504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/08/camp-is-in-2-days-cant-wait-2-c-all.html' title=''/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-109132455658891191</id><published>2004-07-31T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T13:03:47.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Big Picture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By: Ariel Gant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://webmailb.juno.com/webmail/2FD5A6C5/26?To=OneGirlRevolution2005@hotmail.com&amp;count=1091324234"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OneGirlRevolution2005@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;”We don't yet see things clearly. We're squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won't be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We'll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing Him directly just as He knows us! But for right now, until that completeness, we have three things to do to lead us toward that consummation: Trust steadily in God, hope unswervingly, and love extravagantly. And the best of the three is love.” 1 Corinthians 13:12-13&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(MSG) As you sit here reading this devotional, you may be so overwhelmed with something that you've considered giving up. You may be to the point that you think it's the only way out. Have you ever thought back to a time in your life where you know you would have made a different decision had you been able to see the big picture, or known a little more about the situation?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know I have. This verse above reminds us that we can only see what's here and now -- we can't see that the friend who hurt us is terribly sorry and longs to reconcile with you; the loved one who's sickness seems to be consuming every aspect of your life is one step away from healing; or the problems you're facing will get better and aren't worth ending your life over. God is the only one who can see the "big picture."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;As He sits in Heaven, He knows the past that haunts you, the turmoil you now face, and the freedom that awaits you. And though He allows you free will to make your own choices, He's asking for you to open your eyes and realize that there is something far bigger. He's asking you to simply trust in Him, and allow Him to pull you through. He can't wait for the beauty He's producing in you to bloom, and for His glory to radiate from your life. He wants you ... to hold on ... hoping, loving, and trusting in Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-109132455658891191?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/109132455658891191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=109132455658891191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109132455658891191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109132455658891191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/07/big-pictureby-ariel.html' title=''/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-109094123684164708</id><published>2004-07-27T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T13:05:02.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blonde Jokes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q. Why was the blonde in the tree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A. Because she was raking up the leaves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q. Why does it take longer to build a blonde snowman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A. Cause you have to hollow out it's head!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;   A blonde comes home from a day of shopping and discovers that her house is on fire, so she calls the fire department on her cell phone.       "Please state the nature of your emergency," says the operator.      "Help! My house is on fire!" the blonde replies.      "Okay, where do you live?"      "In a house you silly billy!" the blonde replies.      "No,no! How do we get there?" the operator asks fustratedly.      "Duh! Big Red Truck!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; One day 2 blondes decided to drive to Disney Land. When they saw a sign that said 'Disney Land left' they turned around and went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A. Why do blondes always smile during lightning storms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q. They think their picture is being taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A. Why can't Blondes dial 911?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q. They can't find the 11 on the phone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;     A blonde, wanting to earn some money, decided to hire herself out as a handyman-type and started canvassing a wealthy neighborhood. She went to the front door of the first house and asked the owner if he had any jobs for her to do. "Well, you can paint my porch. How much will you charge?"      The blonde said "How about 50 dollars?" The man agreed and told her that the paint and other materials that she might need were in the garage. The man's wife, inside the house, heard the conversation and said to her husband, "Does she realize that the porch goes all the way around the house?" The man replied, "She should, she was standing on it."      A short time later, the blonde came to the door to collect her money. "You're finished already?" he asked. "Yes," the blonde answered, "and I had paint left over, so I gave it two coats." Impressed, the man reached in his pocket for the $50.      "And by the way," the blonde added, "it's not a Porch, it's a Ferrari."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-109094123684164708?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/109094123684164708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=109094123684164708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109094123684164708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109094123684164708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/07/blonde-jokesq.html' title=''/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-109093978382034646</id><published>2004-07-27T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T13:08:37.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Devotion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crying Wolf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By: Ariel Gant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Yet I hold this against you: you have forsaken your first love. Remember the height from which you have fallen! Repent and do the things you did at first. If you do not repent, I will remove your lamp stand from its place. (Revelation 2:4-6)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Sometimes, like a young child who is so easily distracted, I let the world catch my attention. And once I've taken my eyes off our Lord, no matter how briefly, it becomes quite a struggle to return. But unfortunately, by the time God brings me to my knees and I realize how empty this world is, I forget how tender and forgiving our loving heavenly Father is&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I develop a fear that He'll be angry with me for continually promising to love and serve Him with all my heart, then allowing Satan to so easily pull me away. It reminds me a lot of the little boy who cried wolf. Intending to fool the shepherds, he'd run and tell them wolves were after the sheep. After running to the rescue, the shepherds would discover the boy had lied, again, and left them looking foolish. I often feel like God thinks I'm crying wolf. That I say I'm returning whole-heartedly to receive His love and protection, only to turn around and run off again. Thankfully God knows our hearts. He realizes how easily Satan can trip us up when we're not on our guards. And each time we return, like the prodigal son (Luke 15:11-32), God welcomes you back with open arms, overwhelmed with joy at the thought of being able to hold you in His arms once again. He has no doubts of your sincerity; He doesn't hold back His trust as we often would. He's simply overjoyed to have you back, because you're all He truly wants. Not your works, your service, or your sacrifice, just YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-109093978382034646?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/109093978382034646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=109093978382034646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109093978382034646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109093978382034646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/07/devotion-crying-wolf-by-ariel-gant-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-109071388830054552</id><published>2004-07-24T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T13:09:18.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Awesome story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;THE SMELL OF RAIN .. IT WILL GIVE YOU CHILLS At the end of this story, it gives you two options. I think you will figure out what option I chose. A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the doctorwalked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. Still groggy fromsurgery, her husband David held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24 weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean to deliver the couple'snew daughter, Dana Lu Blessing. At 12" long and weighing only one pound and nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature. Still, thedoctor's soft words dropped like bombs. "I don't think she's going to make it," he said, as kindly as he could."There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and eventhen, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a verycruel one." Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctordescribed the devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived. She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind,and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions fromcerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on. "No! No,"was all Diana could say. She and David, with their 5 year old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away. Through the dark hours of morning as Dana held onto life by the thinnestthread, Diana slipped in and out of sleep, growing more and more determinedthat their tiny daughter! r would live and live to be a healthy, happy young girl. But David, fully awake and listening to additional dire details of theirdaughter's chances of ever leaving the hospital alive, much less healthy,knew he must confront his wife with the inevitable. David walked in andsaid that they needed to talk about making funeral arrangements. Dianaremembers she felt so bad for him because he was doing everything, tryingto include me in what was going on, but I just wouldn't listen, I couldn'tlisten. I said, "No, that is not going to happen, no way! I don't care whatthe doctors say. Dana is not going to die! One day she will be just fine, and she will be coming home with us!" As if willed to live by Diana's determination, Dana clung to life hourafter hour, with the help of every medical machine and marvel her miniaturebody could endure. But as those first days passed, a new agony set in forDavid and Diana. Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system wasessentially 'raw', the lightest kiss or caress only intensified herdiscomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against theirchests to offer the strength of their love. All they could do, as Danastruggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes andwires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl. There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger. But as theweeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce  ofstrength there. At last, when Dana turned two months old, her parents wereable to hold her in their arms for the very first time... And two monthslater, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chancesof surviving, much less living any kind of normal life were next to zero,Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted. Today, five years later, Dana is a petite but feisty young girl withglittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life. She shows no signswhatsoever of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she is everythinga little girl can be and more. But---that happy ending is far from the end of her story. One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving,Texas, Dana was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a localballpark where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing. As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and several otheradults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent. Hugging her armsacross her chest, little Dana asked, "Do you smell that?" Smelling the airand detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, "Yes, it smells like rain." Dana closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?" Once again,her mother replied, "Yes, I think we're about to get wet, it smells like rain." Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin shoulderswith her small hands and loudly announced, "No, it smells like Him. Itsmells like God when you lay your head on His chest." Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana then happily hopped down to play withthe other children. Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmedwhat Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along. During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life,when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holdingDana on His chest, and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." (Phil.4:13) Smell the rain? MAY YOU BE BLESSED THIS DAY AND EVERY DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-109071388830054552?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/109071388830054552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=109071388830054552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109071388830054552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109071388830054552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/07/awesome-story-smell-of-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-109055607309720767</id><published>2004-07-22T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T21:14:33.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to get you thinking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In light of the many perversions and jokes we send to one another &lt;br /&gt;for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to &lt;br /&gt;be a joke, it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking. &lt;br /&gt;Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane &lt;br /&gt;Clayson asked her "How could God let something like this happen?" &lt;br /&gt;(regarding the attacks on Sept. 11). &lt;br /&gt;Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response. &lt;br /&gt;She said, "I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we &lt;br /&gt;are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our &lt;br /&gt;schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives. &lt;br /&gt;And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. &lt;br /&gt;How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection &lt;br /&gt;if we demand He leave us alone?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of recent events...terrorists attack, school shootings, &lt;br /&gt;etc. I think it started when Madeleine Murray O'Hare (she was &lt;br /&gt;murdered, her body found recently) complained she didn't want &lt;br /&gt;prayer in our schools, and we said OK. &lt;br /&gt;Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school . the &lt;br /&gt;Bible says thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not steal, and love &lt;br /&gt;your neighbor as yourself. And we said OK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when &lt;br /&gt;they misbehave because their little personalities would be warped &lt;br /&gt;and we might damage their self-esteem (Dr. Spock's son committed &lt;br /&gt;suicide). We said an expert should know what he's talking about. &lt;br /&gt;And we said OK. &lt;br /&gt;Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, &lt;br /&gt;why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother &lt;br /&gt;them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves. &lt;br /&gt;Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure &lt;br /&gt;it out. I think it has a great deal to do with "WE REAP WHAT WE &lt;br /&gt;SOW." &lt;br /&gt;Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why &lt;br /&gt;the world's going to hell. Funny how we believe what the &lt;br /&gt;newspapers say, but question what the Bible says. &lt;br /&gt;Funny how you can send 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like &lt;br /&gt;wildfire but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, &lt;br /&gt;people think twice about sharing. &lt;br /&gt;Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene articles pass freely &lt;br /&gt;through cyberspace, but public discussion of God is suppressed in &lt;br /&gt;the school and workplace. &lt;br /&gt;Are you laughing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-109055607309720767?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/109055607309720767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=109055607309720767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109055607309720767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/109055607309720767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/07/something-to-get-you-thinking.html' title='Something to get you thinking.'/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-108965073389744227</id><published>2004-07-12T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T13:11:50.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Guys You Gotta Check This Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hey peeps wanna listen to some great music! Well go to www.hometown.aol.com/bbdoogie. This is some music by sonkissed they will be on the christian american idol sometime this year so please go to the site and sign the guest book and listen to some music! They are the band @ mi church and i am hoping they will make it 2 the top on this christian american idol so plz go to the site and let them no dat there music is awesome! luvya guys bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-108965073389744227?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/108965073389744227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=108965073389744227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/108965073389744227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/108965073389744227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/07/hey-guys-you-gotta-check-this-out.html' title='Hey Guys You Gotta Check This Out!'/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-108923308047877054</id><published>2004-07-07T13:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T13:12:45.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Football in a Blonde's Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy took his blonde girlfriend to her first football game. They&lt;br /&gt;had great seats right behind their team's bench. After the game, he asked&lt;br /&gt;her how she liked the experience.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I really liked it," she replied "especially the tight pants and all the big muscles, but I just couldn't understand why they were killing each other for 25 cents."&lt;br /&gt;Dumbfounded, her d ate asked, "What do you mean?" "Well, I saw them flip a coin and one team got it and then for the rest of the game, all they kept screaming was: 'Get the quarterback! Get the quarterback!' Hel-LLLO...it's only 25 cents! I hate to think what they'd do if it was a whole DOLLAR?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-108923308047877054?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/108923308047877054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=108923308047877054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/108923308047877054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/108923308047877054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/07/football-in-blondes-eyes-guy-took-his.html' title=''/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-108741876950766637</id><published>2004-06-16T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T13:11:11.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This is Really Funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man is driving along a highway and sees a rabbit jump out across the middle of the road.&lt;br /&gt;He swerves to avoid hitting it, but unfortunately the rabbit jumps right in front of the car.&lt;br /&gt;The driver, a sensitive man as well as an animal lover, pulls over and gets out to see what has become of the rabbit. Much to his dismay, the rabbit is dead.&lt;br /&gt;The driver feels so awful that he begins to cry.&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful blonde woman driving down the highway sees a man crying on the side of the road and pulls over. She steps out of the car and asks the man what's wrong. "I feel terrible," he explains, "I accidentally hit this rabbit and killed it."&lt;br /&gt;The blonde says, "Don't worry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She runs to her car and pulls out a spray can. She walks over to the limp, dead rabbit, bends down, and sprays the contents onto the rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;The rabbit jumps up, waves its paw at the two of them and hops off down the road.&lt;br /&gt;Ten feet away the rabbit stops, turns around and waves again, he hops down the road another 10 feet, turns and waves, hops another ten feet, turns and waves, and repeats this again and again and again, until he hops out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man is astonished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He runs over to the woman and demands, "What is in that can? What did you spray on that rabbit?"&lt;br /&gt;The woman turns the can around so that the man can read the label.&lt;br /&gt;It says, "Hair Spray - Restores life to dead hair, adds permanent wave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-108741876950766637?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/108741876950766637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=108741876950766637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/108741876950766637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/108741876950766637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/06/funny-funny_16.html' title='Funny Funny'/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-108741865900271900</id><published>2004-06-16T13:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T13:10:22.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUNNY FUNNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Some Funny Stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;One day a blonde a, a bernette and a red head were goin to a desert and they could bring one thing. So the bernette came in with some peanut butter sandwiches and they thought that would probably be good for the trip. Then the red head came in with a big cooler of water and they thought that would be a good thing to bring water. Then the blonde came to the desert with a car door. And the other two asked her why they needed a car door and she said when it gets hot we can roll down the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;One day a blonde was riding on a horse and she was going along and she got really scared because she was falling off the thing! So she started screamung as loud as she could. so the wal-mart manager came and unplugged the automatic horse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;One day Satan came into a church service and everybody started running everywhere screaming as loud as they could except for one person. He was sitting in the middle of the row and satan came over and said aren't you scared of me? The man said no. Then satan asked him why and the man said because i have been married to your sister for 25 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One day a man was driving down the road in his brand new car and he saw a little kid on the highway with his bicycle. so the man stopped and asked te little kid if he could help him get home and the kid said yes. So the man said ok ill tie you to the back of my car and if i start going to fast you honk your little horn he said ok. Then another car came by and got mud all over the man's brand new car. So the man with the little kid started chasing the other car and he got faster and faster and faster til he was going 100 miles per hour. Then they passed to policemen and one policemen said to the other should we stop them and the policemen said well we could but i don't know how we would punish them because you have a muddy car chasing another car with a little kid on a bicycle behind them honking his horn trying to pass both of them&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-108741865900271900?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/108741865900271900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=108741865900271900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/108741865900271900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/108741865900271900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/06/funny-funny.html' title='FUNNY FUNNY'/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334212.post-108741858101617474</id><published>2004-06-16T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T13:10:43.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Devotional of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Inside the Storm&lt;br /&gt;By: Steven Self&lt;br /&gt;Steve@tddm.org&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt; §«:*´`³¤³´`*:»§«:*´`³¤³´`*:»§« † »§«:*´`³¤³´`*:»§«:*´`³¤³´`*:»§ &lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334212-108741858101617474?l=cheerchick8022.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/feeds/108741858101617474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7334212&amp;postID=108741858101617474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/108741858101617474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334212/posts/default/108741858101617474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerchick8022.blogspot.com/2004/06/devotional-of-week.html' title='Devotional of the week'/><author><name>kelly sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00410239603942132182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
