<?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-11723060</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:32:09.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soldiers Sister's</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog spot is set up for my sisters and I to vent our frustrations,keep our spirits up, and to support each other thru the time that our brother is over in Iraq. 

His blog spot is: www.johniniraq.blogspot.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-113364920397759392</id><published>2005-12-03T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T14:33:23.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LONNNNNNNNNNNG TIME</title><content type='html'>I know I know....where the hell have we been, well my dumb ass forgot my user name and password, I tried everything to remember it but couldn't for the life of me....BUT as you can see I have it now...LOL that is what you get when you have so many alias online.  I have 3 I use at different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS~ Belle graduated from basic and went right into AIT.  She told me she couldn't bare going home to N. and then having to leave her again.  She get to go home for Christmas vacation.  She leaves on the 19th and will see her baby either that night or the next day.  She graduates AIT the 3rd week of Jan, and has decided to go right into airborne school instead of taking some time off.  John told her if you don't go right in it is harder to get in.  So that is what she is deciding.  Like I have predicted all along, I still think she will be active duty before this is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHN, is home...it was touch and go for awhile as you all know, but even at the last stop they wanted to keep him in observation for 90 days due to suppressed anger.  He let them know if he doesn't get to be home for the holidays his anger wouldn't be suppressed any more.  He is home now, doing great.  Has some applications in with the Highway patrol and another law enforcement.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So things in our family are starting to get better.  Just need to get Belle home to her daughter and we will all be fine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-113364920397759392?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/113364920397759392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=113364920397759392' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/113364920397759392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/113364920397759392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/12/lonnnnnnnnnnng-time.html' title='LONNNNNNNNNNNG TIME'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-113107649396528812</id><published>2005-11-03T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T19:54:53.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About John</title><content type='html'>he updated yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-113107649396528812?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://johniniraq.blogspot.com/' title='About John'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/113107649396528812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=113107649396528812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/113107649396528812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/113107649396528812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/11/about-john.html' title='About John'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-113107614452607837</id><published>2005-11-03T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T19:49:04.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few more days</title><content type='html'>And Belle will graduate from Boot Camp.  She is doing amazingly well.  She is so excited about all her compliments!  I am really pulling for her little girl....I want Nevada to be able to be there for her mommy.  I just hope her father allows her to be.  Michele is NOT taking a break she is going right into AIT school, and the she plans on training to be a Ranger.  I knew she would love it so much.  Now we will just have to see if she decides to go active.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures and a update when I hear more.  The graduation is the 11th and AIT starts on the 14th.  Mom is leaving on the 8th so Belle will have her on family day.  I just wish she wasn't so far away, I want to go so BAD, but finance wasn't on my side.  I just hope it is video taped and I can get a copy of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it has taken me so long to update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-113107614452607837?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/113107614452607837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=113107614452607837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/113107614452607837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/113107614452607837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-few-more-days.html' title='Just a few more days'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112973077620627688</id><published>2005-10-19T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T07:06:16.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brother Gets to Come Home!!!!</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO I just got an IM from John today telling me he doesn't have to stay a 2nd year and today is his last day in Iraq and then he goes to Kuwait for his month mission and Iraq is over!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited, even more so since his blog was bombarded by cowards that live behind their words and not by their actions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we just need to get Belle home from boot camp to see her little girl.  Nov. 11th is her graduations!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112973077620627688?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112973077620627688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112973077620627688' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112973077620627688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112973077620627688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-brother-gets-to-come-home.html' title='My Brother Gets to Come Home!!!!'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112940948779784220</id><published>2005-10-15T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T13:51:27.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Inspection</title><content type='html'>The soldier stood and faced God, &lt;br /&gt; Which must always come to pass. &lt;br /&gt; He hoped his shoes were shining, &lt;br /&gt; Just as brightly as his brass. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "Step forward now, you soldier, &lt;br /&gt; How shall I deal with you? &lt;br /&gt; Have you always turned the other cheek? &lt;br /&gt; To My Church have you been true?" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The soldier squared his shoulders and said, &lt;br /&gt; "No, Lord, I guess I ain't. &lt;br /&gt; Because those of us who carry guns, &lt;br /&gt; Can't always be a saint." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "I've had to work most Sundays, &lt;br /&gt; And at times my talk was tough. &lt;br /&gt; And sometimes I've been violent, &lt;br /&gt; Because the world is awfully rough. " &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "But, I never took a penny, &lt;br /&gt; That wasn't mine to keep... &lt;br /&gt; Though I worked a lot of overtime, &lt;br /&gt; When the bills got just too steep. " &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "And I never passed a cry for help, &lt;br /&gt; Though at times I shook with fear. &lt;br /&gt; And sometimes, God, forgive me, &lt;br /&gt; I've wept unmanly tears. " &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "I know I don't deserve a place, &lt;br /&gt; Among the people here. &lt;br /&gt; They never wanted me around, &lt;br /&gt; Except to calm their fears. " &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; If you've a place for me here, Lord, &lt;br /&gt; It needn't be so grand. &lt;br /&gt; I never expected or had too much, &lt;br /&gt; But if you don't, I'll understand." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; There was a silence all around the throne, &lt;br /&gt; Where the saints had often trod. &lt;br /&gt; As the soldier waited quietly, &lt;br /&gt; For the judgement of his God. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "Step forward now, you soldier, &lt;br /&gt; You've borne your burdens well. &lt;br /&gt; Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets, &lt;br /&gt; You've done your time in Hell." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; ~Author Unknown~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recived this in an email today from my Aunt Bonnie, I just had to share!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112940948779784220?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112940948779784220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112940948779784220' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112940948779784220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112940948779784220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/10/final-inspection.html' title='The Final Inspection'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112873620298521606</id><published>2005-10-07T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T18:50:03.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>John's Blog</title><content type='html'>Just a note to let you all know that John is ok, he is going through a difficult time right with a lotlo of conflicting emotions, for those of you that have read his latest blog you can tell that he is feeling some of the affects and stress of knowing that not everyone there is glad we are there and that not all wanat us to stay. He has turned the comt ments off for right now as he says he needs to work through this on his own. Please know how much you all mean to him and how much your reading and supporting him has been very helpful to him, he found some bad comments on his blog a few days ago and I think that is a lot of what he is trying to work through. Kristy can understand some of this as I have spoken with her about the comment. Also know that it is not from any of you that has been his support from day one. I am confident that he will open it up again for comments, Thank you for your support and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Just the Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112873620298521606?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112873620298521606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112873620298521606' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112873620298521606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112873620298521606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/10/johns-blog.html' title='John&apos;s Blog'/><author><name>Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07187726456536865990</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112775051246984999</id><published>2005-09-26T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T09:01:52.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter From Michele &amp; John is off to Bagdad</title><content type='html'>Hi Kristy and everyone just wanted to let you know I recieved letter number 2  from Michele and she was really excited as she had done well on her victory tower and was thinking of going to airborne school, what she is thinking I'm not sure but her dad and brother thought that was cool. As Kristy said she is still trying to ajust to the climate change and the 3-4 hours of sleep per night. She said she did well on her first PT test all except push-ups and she felt that she was going to become an expert at them as they are making them do push ups every ten min. She said she made her first mistake, the DI asked for volunteers and she of course raised her hand, and so she is now Latrine boss and states getting 17-20 yr old girls to clean up after themsleves is worse than trying to get her daughter Nevada who is only 4 to clean. Her brother and Dad had previuosly warned her never volunteer in the first phase. Laughs she will learn. Also her brother has been home from Iraq for the past two weeks and flew out this morning at 6 am. He will be going to Bagdad, so all keep a prayer in your heart for John. It was nice having him home but the time was to short and before we knew it, it was time for him to return. He said he will send all a hello when get gets settled. Or maybe even during the long flight to kawait.&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112775051246984999?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112775051246984999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112775051246984999' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112775051246984999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112775051246984999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/09/letter-from-michele-john-is-off-to.html' title='Letter From Michele &amp; John is off to Bagdad'/><author><name>Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07187726456536865990</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112761872609377936</id><published>2005-09-24T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T20:25:26.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time</title><content type='html'>Well I was IM'd today saying I was going to be in trouble not keeping up the blog so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have received two letters from Belle, she was so sick the 1st week of boot camp and is still trying to adjusts to the 4 hours of sleep the Army only requires.  She hasn't heard from Nevada Sage in over 3 wks which BREAKS my HEART.  How can someone be that insensitive????  Geeze can't he just pick up a card for N. and let her draw all over it and address it and put it in the mail for heavens sakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to try to contact Lisa and see if I sent her a camera if she would take pictures of N. Birthday week and Birthday.  I will pay the shipping and have it all together so all she has to do is put it in the mail.  But I want Belle to have that.  This will be the 1st birthday and Halloween she has had away from her daughter in 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you all know how it goes.  Thanks for stopping by.  I will try to be better about updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note.  I haven't heard from John since his cabin trip, I know he is out living life for one more week....or does he go back this week.....maybe I should call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112761872609377936?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112761872609377936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112761872609377936' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112761872609377936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112761872609377936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/09/long-time.html' title='Long Time'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112655556801784992</id><published>2005-09-12T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T13:10:31.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>    Taz we are thinking of you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hang in there buddy!  Be strong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning between 6:30 and 6:45 Taz was hit by a hit and run driver.  He is at the vet right now being watched.  There is sever trama to him as you can imagine.  A little 10lbs dog doesn't have much of a chance against a 45 MPH car/truck.&lt;br /&gt;The driver did not stop so they are not sure how long Taz had been laying outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom opened the door to call for Taz and unlike every other morning he didn't come running back in.  She heard whimmpering and Yelled.  John went out and got him.  They took him to the vet and that is where he is right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommarrow is "D" Day they will see if he has improved or if it is Tazes time &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/Love_0031.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112655556801784992?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112655556801784992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112655556801784992' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112655556801784992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112655556801784992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/09/taz-we-are-thinking-of-you.html' title='&lt;img src=&quot;http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/John_32/taz.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;    Taz we are thinking of you!'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112632105726283679</id><published>2005-09-09T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T19:57:37.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was *WRONG* about him!</title><content type='html'>I am quite embarrassed and I have thought about taking my previous post off but I wrote those words so now I need to live with them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is ecstatic she is just beaming.  I called to get Belle's addy and she said "you must have esp we were just talking about you&gt;" I then replied "oh were you just saying how you needed to call me and give me Michele's address?"  She said "No, hold on" then JOHN got on the phone.  He just arrived 30 mins prior to my call.  They were all sitting around BSing in the hotel room.  He was showing them video of that big spider or whatever it was.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was able to be there even Johns nephews and neice.  I am sure they are just in ah of their Uncle John.  See Richard has always looked up to Uncle John and I think he might of taken it the hardest when Uncle John left.  They were heading out to dinner so I told him to call when they are done.  he said he will send me the "Welcome Home" pictures so I can post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a jack ass but I feel good he is home! For now that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112632105726283679?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112632105726283679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112632105726283679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112632105726283679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112632105726283679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-was-wrong-about-him.html' title='I was &lt;strong&gt;*WRONG*&lt;/strong&gt; about him!'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112613132879244049</id><published>2005-09-07T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T15:15:28.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Told you I would Update</title><content type='html'>So here is the update.  John has called our mom and told her that he couldn't get a flight out until Friday and even then he will not be able to fly home the cloest he could get is Boise ID.  Well that is a 6 hour drive on top of the fuel prices.  I did a little researching and I have came to the conclusion he is pulling the same BS.  There is a girl on his blog that lives in Boise that is expecting him this week....well I can't say it is John 100% but she said he is home on leave from Iraq...even though I am not 100% sure I am SURE he is pulling the same BS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN I so wish he would of thought this out 1st.  Our parents had this nice welcome home thing planned for him and the guys that are coming home with him and now that he has told mom he can't fly to his home town that means the celebration is off....I just keep thinking the "What if's"  What if the other guys are flying home and they don't get this "welcome home" greeting from the others cause of my brother is unable to tell the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought war would change him.  I hope he reads this and feels the pain his family is feeling right now.  We hate being on the back burner, and even with time it doesn't get easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112613132879244049?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112613132879244049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112613132879244049' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112613132879244049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112613132879244049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/09/told-you-i-would-update.html' title='Told you I would Update'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112607329778610858</id><published>2005-09-06T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T23:08:17.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on John</title><content type='html'>Since some of you have asked, I did get a call from John last night.  He has been sitting at this base in Iraq for 2 days waiting to get on a plane for Germany.  I did talk to our mom today and she thinks they(his group) might of made it to Germany and they are just waiting on their next flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John did tell me due to the stuff that is happeneing over here they sent alot of their carriers over here to evactuate everyone.  So that is the reason it is taking so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John told mom he should be in on Thursday.  Good thing his leave doesn't start until Midnight the night he gets to his home town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update when I hear more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112607329778610858?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112607329778610858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112607329778610858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112607329778610858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112607329778610858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/09/update-on-john.html' title='Update on John'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112597547408109654</id><published>2005-09-05T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T20:03:02.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recived a call from Belle</title><content type='html'>It was brief, not like our hour talks I am use to, but is was nice.....LOL I had to say "Hello" twice since I wasn't sure it was her voice and didn't want to feel like a dumb shit if it was someone elce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sounded so good and the mother she is has taken her bunk mate under her wings.  She kept saying foster child and I finnally asked, "what is she like 18 or something."  And she said "yes, tinny tiny and she reminds me of you"....should of know she would find the weakest one to help out.....LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't want to tie up the phone line since their were people behind her but she told me they were getting ready to ship out to the next place and when she gets there she will have an address for me....YAYYYYY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conversation lasted about 10 mins and to me that was plenty.  I feel at ease right now, just what I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay since I told you about the "Root Beer Toast", Amanda(online friend of mine) keeps asking to see them and I couldn't not find them for the life of me(guess I need to burn some pictures off to some CD's) well I found them.  I never took them from my "Removable Storage" so they were just sitting there along with some pictures of my fish that I thought I lost.  So here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/RootBeerFloatToast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/RootBeerFloatToast.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/RootBeerFloatToast002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/RootBeerFloatToast002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/RootBeerFloatToast003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/RootBeerFloatToast003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112597547408109654?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112597547408109654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112597547408109654' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112597547408109654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112597547408109654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/09/recived-call-from-belle.html' title='Recived a call from Belle'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112562054046540917</id><published>2005-09-01T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T17:22:20.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do</title><content type='html'>Okay I am so in shell shock.  I am use to talking to my sister 2 or more times a day and my withdrawals are kicking in now.  I hate this.  I have picked up the phone once today out of habit to call her and had to laugh at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Belle told Brad she was going to make him his 1st Root Beer Float when she saw him, but every since their conversation he talkes about it all the time.  So I thought it would be appropriate to toast Aunt Belle on her new journey so that is just what we did.  Brad was so excited about it, he said it was "good" and when asked what his favorite part was he said "The root beer and ice cream"  LOL so I guess it was a BIG HIT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Belle's 1st full day at B.C. I hope it went well, I am sure she had a blast!  She loves pain and stuff....hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures of the toast as soon as I load them to the computer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112562054046540917?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112562054046540917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112562054046540917' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112562054046540917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112562054046540917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-to-do.html' title='What to do'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112537993482008848</id><published>2005-08-29T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T22:32:14.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am So lucky</title><content type='html'>THANKS FOR ALL THE SUPPORT I AM OFF AND WILL WRITE AS OFTEN AS I CAN KRIS IS IN CHARGE OF THE BLOG NOW AND I KNOW IT IS IN GOOD HANDS I LOVE YOU ALL AND WILL CATCH YOU ON THE DOWN LOW OR IS THAT THE LOW DOWN JUST KIDDING  BUT REALLY EVERYONE I WISH YOU ALL THE BEST UNTILL THEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112537993482008848?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112537993482008848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112537993482008848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112537993482008848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112537993482008848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-am-so-lucky.html' title='I Am So lucky'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112524476503856600</id><published>2005-08-28T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T08:59:25.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU !!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well the time has finally come, I leave on the 30th to head to Fort Jackson SC.  I am a little nervous but for the most part I am excited to be going and to start on a new adventure. I think that this will be a great thing for me and if not what is 8 years LOL. I had a wonderful send off party last night it made me realize just how lucky I am and how many people that I have in my life that care. I have been blessed with a group of wonderful people and a family that anyone would be lucky to have. They have supported me in every thing that I have sat out to do. I don't know when the next time I will be able to post or to write but I will when ever I get the chance. Kris keep the blog going okay (no scrapbooking gossip, or double mothers stuff LOL) Well I love you all and will keep intouch as much as possable. Until then take care everyone and I will see ya in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle&lt;br /&gt;aka Pvt Belle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112524476503856600?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112524476503856600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112524476503856600' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112524476503856600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112524476503856600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/thank-you.html' title='THANK YOU !!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112459709538681753</id><published>2005-08-20T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T21:04:56.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Clan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/Siggies/AugSiggycopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/Siggies/AugSiggycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I though it would be nice to post a picture of my boys who I am so proud of.  &lt;br /&gt;Bradley is 4 1/2(ask Belle the 1/2 is VERY important to him)he will be 5 on October 13th.  He was born on a Friday with a full moon.  Some might say that Friday the 13th is unlucky but that was the luckiest day of my life.  After 19 1/2 hours of labor my 5lbs 14 oz boy greeted the world.  Due to a birth defect he had surgery at 2 days old and was in the NICU a total of 17 days.  It was AMAZING since his condition could keep infants in the NICU for months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Dec 2002 we became pregnant again &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/woohoo.gif"&gt; and in Feb I found out I was having Identical Twins(we could tell so early cause their was only one placenta and one sac).  That is a story in itself.  After the shock and fear wore off I was excited. At 14 wks I found out we were having boys.  And at 18 wks I was put on bedrest. And at 20 wks I was put on hospital bedrest.  This was hard since I was hospitalizes 90 miles from my home.  I would get to see Bradley once a week(Wednesdays)and then Jason would stay the weekend with me.&lt;br /&gt;June 25th 2003 at 29wks the placenta abrupted and my boys were born, 11 wks premature. Brody 2 lbs 5.7oz and Jacob 3lbs even and both 14 inches long.  After 8 and 10 wks in the NICU my boys were home.  They just had their 2nd birthday and I am proud to say they are all caught up to their age group in height and weight!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of them and all their hard work....Okay enough babble. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/checkered_flag.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you made it this far &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/thankyou.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112459709538681753?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112459709538681753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112459709538681753' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112459709538681753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112459709538681753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-clan.html' title='&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/Love_0031.gif&quot;&gt;My Clan'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112446738667963341</id><published>2005-08-19T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:03:06.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This  post is to pass on a Blog Post from a friend well I think of him as a friend I have been reading his blog and posting and he has given me some advice and heads up on the Army. I was really moved by this Post and asked for permission to pass it on. I just wish I could put it on every front page newspaper around the world. I hope it gives you the same feelings as it did me and make us remember that what we do here will get back to our loved ones over there and it dose effect them. I wish that we Americans where not so selfish I take that back not all of us are but the ones who are would stand back and just think for one minute how there actions effect others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Rant"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This morning I found a whole pile of videos saved on people's shared folders on the computer we use. They were mostly homemade videos of here, images of sand, dust, convoys, Iraqis. Soldiers doing what they do, kicking in doors, taking detainees, and blowing things up. One of them was from the unit that we replaced, the 30th BCT from North Carolina. Another one was a long one from the 101st Airborne Division, who were some of the first troops on the ground here. They are also the ones that will be replacing us in a couple of months. There were other videos that were made up of pictures and clips from the World Trade Center attack. It was very good watching those, helped me to remember why we're here. It's very easy sitting in that little box that I call a job to lose perspective on things going on outside. It made me want to yell at people back home that have no idea what they're talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That woman in Texas outside the Bush Ranch for instance. She aggravates me, even though I can't even remember her name. The President is trying to relax a little bit from what must be one of the highest pressured jobs in the world, and she has to go and bring a circus of media to squat on his freaking front yard. Give the man a break Lady! The President didn't kill your son, your son did something called VOLUNTEERING! He signed his own adult name to the recruiter's paperwork, and he did not have to ask your permission. If he thought he was doing it to make some college money or to go on a paid vacation around the world, then he was a fool. I tend to doubt that was the case, since most people that join the military understand what the military is for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The military exists for one purpose, to kill people and blow things up. That's all. The college money and travel are perks. Every job in the military exists for that one purpose. The reason FOR the military is that there is an evil power in the world. That evil power shows its ugly butt in many forms, sometimes in the form of a child molester, or a serial killer, or a drug pusher. The form the President(and therefore, the military) is most concerned about is international terrorism. Terrorism is not something that STARTED on 11 September 2001, it ENDED there. President Bush drew a line in the sand finally, after eight years of having a sniveling, skirt-chasing liar as our commander-in-chief, and declared that we would not stand for it any more. We would no longer wait for the terrorists to attack us in our neighborhoods or our places of business, we would take the fight to them and exterminate them one by one like the vermin they are. That is why we went into Afghanistan, and that is why I'm writing this from a desk in Iraq instead of in the comfort of home. Because we finally have a President who has the cohonas to confront the bully and doesn't care what the world thinks. He is not a perfect man by any means. He has made mistakes, and he will continue to make them the rest of his life, just like you and me and every other human being on God's earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge not, lest ye be judged however. What you don't understand Lady, is that the world is not a happy little fairy land where the bunnies play and the deer frolic all the time. The world is fallen, and we have to clean it up from time to time. Your son signed his name as a man, and he died as a man, and all you're doing is staining his legacy with your whining. It is a sad thing that good men and women must die to defend the things they love. It is a NECESSARY thing however, something which must be done. Otherwise we're all reduced to cringing cowards, afraid of the boogeyman and his sharp teeth. Your son would want you to mourn, of course. But instead of pointing the finger at the one man in the world who had the opportunity to do something bold to prevent terrorism, you should choose instead to support him so we can hurry up and get through the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The President didn't make the mess, he simply decided it was time to clean it up. This involves getting messy, as any of you who've ever cleaned up a mess know. You don't even have to do anything to create a mess, if you spend all your time being a little boy and having fun, the mess will come to you. That's what the previous president did, and now the current one is stuck with the mess. He didn't back down though, he plunged in and got his hands dirty, and your son chose to help him. May he and all the others that have died rest in peace, and may their families choose to honor their deaths and continue to pray for those still in the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm done ranting now. I'm just tired of hearing people on the news criticize and point fingers and tell the President what he ought to do and how he screwed up. He isn't perfect, but then, neither are you. I hope some pansy who doesn't understand the necessity of war reads this and realizes how he/she has had their head in the sand. There is great beauty in this world of ours, and there is also great sorrow, sorrow for the evil that has tainted it. We should rejoice in the beauty, but every so often we have to get nasty with the evil in order to prevent a greater evil.You all have a good day, and thank God for the privilege He's given you of being able to live another day. Kiss your wife or your husband and your kids and be grateful for people like that poor silly woman's son, that are over here cleaning up the mess so you don't have to. Thanks for reading, and God Bless America."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anonymous-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I didn't want to use his name or his blog name out of respect for him)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112446738667963341?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112446738667963341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112446738667963341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112446738667963341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112446738667963341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-post-is-to-pass-on-blog-post-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112424998844659298</id><published>2005-08-16T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T20:39:48.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER going to work outside the home FULL TIME!!!</title><content type='html'>These last two days have really challenged me not only mentally but physically.  For all that don't know I am training to work with the Early Intervention program(EI).  I just got done with 2 days of training in the area of Autism.  My day started at 6am,it consisted of shower, getting dressed, waking the boys up, getting them to the potty before an accident, getting them dressed, putting make-up on, getting Brad up, getting his clothes, then doing my hair and out of the house no later then 7:30.  Drop the boys off at grandma and explain brads therapy work he needs completed before he goes to therapy.  I get to the training at 8:15 and we put our face in a book and lissioning to a Mike(TG he is entertaining or it would of been worse) for 4 1/2 hours then break for a 30 min lunch and back to the training for 4 more hours.  Get home at 4:30 or soo and by that time I am drained.  I just want to decompress but I KNOW my boys NEED my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the hardest thing was KNOWING I was missing something that was going on with the boys.  I would pump my mother in law with 100 questions just to see what I missed.  The 1st day I was doing good until we had lunch and I got to talk to Cheri(MIL) about the boys, then I was a reck the next 4 hours.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed that class alot and I am sure I will take another one, but I KNOW being a SAHM(stay at home mom) is MY JOB.  It is my passion!!!  It is what I crave!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful that the ladies that want me to work for them know that and they are willing to let me be an EI teacher 2 days a week 2 hours a day.  THAT I can handle.  2 hours is nothing and I can do them on Jason's RDOs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I have my foot in the door now so IF I want to go full time when the boys get in school I can.  But boy and I glad I can be with my boys(including Jason) ALL day tomorrow and not have to do a thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I love my JOB!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112424998844659298?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112424998844659298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112424998844659298' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112424998844659298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112424998844659298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/never-going-to-work-outside-home-full.html' title='NEVER going to work outside the home FULL TIME!!!'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112420958834430651</id><published>2005-08-16T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T09:26:28.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Down</title><content type='html'>Well I am getting closer to the leave date, I haven't gotten any thing done. I am putting my stuff in storage for the time I am away no need in paying rent for 6 months on a place I am not living in. So a couple of friends offerd an empty house they have on their ranch. K so I think that everyone has moved at least on time in their lives right, well I have been for the last few days going thru things and wondering what in the heck I was thinking keeping this or oh my I haven't even been able to wear this in 10 years.  It is amazing the stuff you don't relize that you have untill you have to go thru everything you own. I really do think that I am a great decendant of the packrat.  I think I will have more stuff in trash bags than in boxes by the time I am done. Well anyways I am taking up packing time being on the computer so I guess I had better be getting back to my work. 14 days and counting down. Have a good day or night or what ever it is where ever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112420958834430651?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112420958834430651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112420958834430651' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112420958834430651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112420958834430651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/counting-down.html' title='Counting Down'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112361286020740360</id><published>2005-08-09T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T11:41:00.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soldiers Humor</title><content type='html'>Look at the black patch under the U.S. flag... &lt;br /&gt;You gotta love their humor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/Soldier_Doingtheworkofpatch.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a email I recived today.&lt;br /&gt;This SHOULD be on the front cover of Time, Newsweek, etc. But it won't be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's you and I "put it there" by forwarding this all around the world (so to speak)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flags are France, Germany, and Russia -- in case you don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't understand is why is the USA flag backwards???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112361286020740360?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112361286020740360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112361286020740360' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112361286020740360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112361286020740360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/soldiers-humor.html' title='Soldiers Humor'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112360565688843541</id><published>2005-08-09T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T09:40:56.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Jackson SC Here I Come!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well I am home for the time being I made it through MEPS with flying colors. WEll maybe not all of it okay so I will spill everyone deserves a laugh every now and then. K so We get our wake up call at 4 am be a breakfast by 415 and then the buss will be there to pick us up and take us to meps at 5 am not a problem. So we get to the meps and are standing around outside all 40 or so of us (only 12 ladies) well this Navy officer comes out and started telling us his rules and so on and what would happen if you where to break any of his rules ok got it. well then he tells us to take out our photo id's and put them in our front left pockets. Anyone who dosen't have an Id raise your hand. Well shoot. K a little back tracking now. when i did all of my paper work in Chadron with Sgt. Dehlings I had a expired Drivers license so I got a new one and on my way out the door to go to meps I thought hey I bet Sgt. Dehlings would need a copy of my new drivers license right. no problem put it in the scanner and make a copy. K back to Meps so I am standing there and going oh crap well not that word but you get the picture. So I raise my hand and the Navy guy looks at me and says you get your stuff and stand over there. Great this is great. so I grab my stuff and walk out of line and stand in front of everyone. But then I must have done something right because right when I was felling down. he said now you ladies, are any of you wearing any provokitive underwear, g-string, thong, well 2 girls raised their hands so he made them stand over with me. then as he was starting to talk again a 3rd girl raised her had and he said let me guess Army right. She said Yes. So then the navy guy walks up to me and said come with me great now I am done they aren't going to let me in. well in the end long story short because I left my id at home in the scanner. I got to be excorted up to Meps ahead of everyone else (who had to come in 3 at a time) and got a head start on all my stuff so in the end it worked out okay. Your are now looking at new member of the Army National Guard. I leave on the 30th of Aug for denver again then leave there on the 31st to head for Fort Jackson SC. where I will spend the next 5 to 6 months. (I will do my AIT there as well). well that is enough for me from now love you all and take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112360565688843541?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112360565688843541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112360565688843541' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112360565688843541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112360565688843541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/fort-jackson-sc-here-i-come.html' title='Fort Jackson SC Here I Come!!!!'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112354119856904291</id><published>2005-08-08T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T15:46:38.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!</title><content type='html'>Today is our dear old daddy's birthday.  Not sure how old he is but I know he doesn't look as old as my birth certificate says....hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the day my dad was born many years ago his middle daughter enlists into the Army.  And you better believe he is beeming with PRIDE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of your gift.  Due to the mail it got here later then I though and I just got it into the mail today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you a bunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Kristy, Jason, Bradley, Brody and Jacob!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/DadsRing2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/DadsRing.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112354119856904291?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112354119856904291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112354119856904291' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112354119856904291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112354119856904291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112342727974486229</id><published>2005-08-07T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T08:07:59.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>With a broken wing she carries her dreams...........</title><content type='html'>Well today is the big day and It would be a lie if I said I wasn't scared shoot right now I am so emotional that I can't stop crying and then when I do finlly stop crying I see something or read something and the river starts running again. Don't get me wrong I am so happy and excited to join the Army. There just has been a LOT of stuff happen in my life in the last 7 days and it has finally come together and I guess I just needed a good cry. But what a day to do it on. I just want to thank everyone in my family for the support that you all are giveing me Mom, Dad. I love you both so much no one could ever ask for better parents. Jen your a great big sister and a wonderfull person. Kris you are my bestfreind people always said that we where twins just born 2 years apart. John you make me so proud all that you have done all that you will do. I hope that I can be a little of the soldier that you are.  BJ I know that you will never see this but I just want you to know that you are my one true love and that no matter what happens in the days to come, I will always love you. Nevada baby momma loves you so much that words could never do justice, baby we will make it we are strong god trully blessed me with you . Well I am crying again now so I am going to go and blow my nose, I love you all talk to you later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112342727974486229?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112342727974486229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112342727974486229' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112342727974486229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112342727974486229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/with-broken-wing-she-carries-her.html' title='With a broken wing she carries her dreams...........'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112339897168692919</id><published>2005-08-07T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T00:16:11.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SISTER GOOD LUCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/Siggies/Image2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/Siggies/Image2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomarrow you head out and Monday you get sworn into the United States Army.  JIC I don't get to talk to you before, I am so proud of you.  I hope someone can take pictures.  Take your camers JIC your recruiter will take some for you.  I really want to see everything.  I just wish some of your family could go.  Damn BJ for not bring Nevada to see her mommy.  Know I am with you at all time!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE &lt;br /&gt;KRISTY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112339897168692919?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112339897168692919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112339897168692919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112339897168692919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112339897168692919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/sister-good-luck.html' title='SISTER GOOD LUCK'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112326946957940628</id><published>2005-08-05T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T12:17:49.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting a Head Start?????</title><content type='html'>Okay so I am trying so very dearly to get a head start on this basic training right, I have looked up all the ranks and the Army General Orders for boot camp, and the 7 core values LDRSHIP, This is suppose to help down the road so when everyone else is trying to memorise this stuff i will have it down and may give me a few more minutes of down time. okay so the site I am using is starting to crack me up I know that however when I am there and going through it I am positive that I will notbe cracking up. but any way if you all want a good laugh go to this link I started it on page 2 but it gets better with every page. my favorite is pages 3 and 4 so if you want a good laugh for now anyways here is the link &lt;a href="http://usmilitary.about.com/od/armyjoin/l/aaarmybasic2.htm"&gt;http://usmilitary.about.com/od/armyjoin/l/aaarmybasic2.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enough for now talk to you all later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I am really scared of the "Drill Sgt. Grandmother"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112326946957940628?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112326946957940628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112326946957940628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112326946957940628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112326946957940628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/getting-head-start.html' title='Getting a Head Start?????'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112317583114592572</id><published>2005-08-04T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T10:17:11.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and Running Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I am back I finally got it to work Don't know what I did but it is working again. Okay so back to the whole getting in shape right. I am now able to run 1.5 miles and feel okay still need to work a little on the breathing. situps are going good pushups gosh dang it do i ever hate pushups but I can say that I have improved but today I ran well I would jog then sprint then jog then sprint well you get the message that was the hardest. and now my calf muscles are so tight that I can't walk. Oh boy Well any ways just thought I would share my pain with the rest of you. thanks for every thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112317583114592572?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112317583114592572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112317583114592572' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112317583114592572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112317583114592572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/up-and-running-again.html' title='Up and Running Again'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112316827121747874</id><published>2005-08-04T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T08:11:11.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Going ON!!!!</title><content type='html'>For some reason I cannot seem to get my blog page to come up. I can get everything else to work I can post. I  can edit I can do all of that but I cannot get the main page &lt;a href="http://www.soldierssisters.blogspot.com"&gt;www.soldierssisters.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; to come up I just get a white page so if you can see this I will try to keep posting and get the problem fixed. Well I leave sunday the 7th for MEPS and on the 8th My dads B-day I get sworn into the army what a bday gift for dad. Well not much to say now I will talk to you all later and Kris NANA ANAN NANANA NANANAANNNAA. I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112316827121747874?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112316827121747874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112316827121747874' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112316827121747874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112316827121747874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-is-going-on.html' title='What is Going ON!!!!'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112310353932231471</id><published>2005-08-03T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T14:12:19.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WINNER WINNER WINNER</title><content type='html'>So Belle and I did a weight challenge.  We started April 4th and our end date was Aug 1st.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Belle:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Lost&lt;/strong&gt; a total of &lt;strong&gt;8 1/2 inches&lt;/strong&gt; pretty much SLAUGHTERED me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did so good in the beagaining I started at 112.5 and my goal was 110 I got down there at about 8 wks in then I went all down hill.  My end weight was 116 with 2 1/2 inche loss.  We are going to continue the challenge AND I AM going to win this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE LOSEING TO MY SISTER, JUST HATE IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112310353932231471?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112310353932231471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112310353932231471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112310353932231471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112310353932231471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/winner-winner-winner.html' title='&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/bounce.gif&quot;&gt;WINNER WINNER WINNER'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112304236280741066</id><published>2005-08-02T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T21:12:42.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Almost There</title><content type='html'>I am so excited and nervous all at the same time. I should find out tomorrow if all my paperwork went through okay and if I will be off to MEPS this weekend. I am almost there almost there. other than that not much to say I won the weight challeng than Kris and  I had so she had to buy my MP3 player. HEEE. Thanks SIS love you better luck next time. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/thankyou.gif" /&gt; I really mean it. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/perfect10.gif" /&gt; well enough from me talk to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112304236280741066?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112304236280741066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112304236280741066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112304236280741066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112304236280741066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/well-almost-there.html' title='Well Almost There'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112296894924938567</id><published>2005-08-02T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T00:49:09.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD BLESS AMERICA</title><content type='html'>I had to remove a couple of our posts, It was not my intention to cause anyone pain and anyone who knows me knows that I do n0t go seeking to hurt people. I just wanted to thank Razor for the nice words of wisdom point well taken thanks so much. And to everyone else god bless America, where we have the right to say what we feel well most of the time with out........Well anyways. Hope everyone has a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle&lt;br /&gt;PS I passed the ASVAB just wanted to let you all know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112296894924938567?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112296894924938567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112296894924938567' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112296894924938567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112296894924938567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/08/god-bless-america.html' title='GOD BLESS AMERICA'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112286109232934632</id><published>2005-07-31T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T18:51:32.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MATH IS NOT SUPPOSE TO HAVE LETTERS!</title><content type='html'>Well tomorrow is the big ASVAB day. I have been taking the practice test that the recruiter gave me and let me tell you I have forgotten a lot of math. I feel that I will do okay I am not to worried about that. However I am worried now about the running, I just can't seem to get my breathing under control. I could run all day if I could just get my breathing right. I take in to much air then I don't take enough in then I don't breath at all. I just will have to keep trying I guess. Well this is the week my family knows what I am talking about. BJ called and I talked to Nevada for a few min and she wanted to know if I wanted to say I to Amanda I told her that was very nice of her to ask but I probably shouldn't. Then she slammed her finger in the screen door (she must get that from her dad LOL) So I got off the phone. It was hard at the moment but I am okay I used that emotion to my benefit I RAN UNTIL I PUKED. It seemed to have worked I feel okay and I am still alive. Now I just need to stay focused on the Road ahead. Well enough for tonight I need to get off and get some sleep so I can have part of a brain for tomorrow. I love you all and thanks so much for the support. I will keep you posted on the score I have to have at least a 31 to make it. Love you all good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Belle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112286109232934632?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112286109232934632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112286109232934632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112286109232934632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112286109232934632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/07/math-is-not-suppose-to-have-letters.html' title='MATH IS NOT SUPPOSE TO HAVE LETTERS!'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112275796669398380</id><published>2005-07-30T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T14:18:28.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Found Another</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/Fair1994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/Fair1994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was at the fair in 1994.&lt;br /&gt;John, Jason, Jennifer, Erica, and myself.....LOL when I look at this photo I have to laugh cause just a month earlier is when I first met Jason through Michelle. See her boy friend was best friends with Jason so they went everywhere together. When they came over one day to go riding and I wasn't invited I was so hurt, I tagged along with Belle everywhere. Well Jason told me I could ride with him and after a cat and mouse game I gave in. From that moment on I will "IN LOVE".......LMAO then when fair came a month later I was on him like super glue. When we got ready for this picture the photographer asked if any of us were dating, I wanted to say "YES" but Jason bet me to it by saying "NO!" I mean what would he want with a 14 year old.....anyways 10 years later we are still together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112275796669398380?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112275796669398380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112275796669398380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112275796669398380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112275796669398380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/07/found-another.html' title='Found Another'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112275663352166332</id><published>2005-07-30T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T13:50:33.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/grouppicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/grouppicture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last picture I have of the old days. This is all of us minus mom(she must of been the one behind the camera) and the little baby is our cousin Michael(Uncle Lewie's son)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the goof ball trying to put bunny ears on a BABY, what was she thinking&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/Finger_fing20.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112275663352166332?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112275663352166332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112275663352166332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112275663352166332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112275663352166332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/07/gang.html' title='The Gang'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112275642866946569</id><published>2005-07-30T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T13:47:08.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belle and Kristy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/belle_kris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/belle_kris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure where this was or how old, I hope some of you can fill in the blanks......LOL she(Belle) looks sooooo sweet&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/Angels_biggrinangelA.gif" /&gt; in this picture but she kicked my ass more then once and if I remember right during this picture she told me if I didn't smile then she would make me eat dirt&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/wink2.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112275642866946569?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112275642866946569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112275642866946569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112275642866946569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112275642866946569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/07/belle-and-kristy.html' title='Belle and Kristy'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112275622427213608</id><published>2005-07-30T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T13:43:44.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>John, Uncle Lewie and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/john_unclelewie_kris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/john_unclelewie_kris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet our Uncle Lewie. Even though there is no matching DNA he will always be our Uncle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112275622427213608?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112275622427213608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112275622427213608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112275622427213608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112275622427213608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/07/john-uncle-lewie-and-i.html' title='John, Uncle Lewie and I'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112275593681823051</id><published>2005-07-30T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T13:40:57.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is MY TURN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/jenn_kris_tj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/jenn_kris_tj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/jenn_kris_tj.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/woohoo.gif" /&gt;This is April 1981... That is my big sister Jenn!&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/friends2.gif" /&gt;I am sure it was TJs and My birthday due to the pink bow on the floor.....LOL notice the beer cans.....our family sure knew how to PARTY&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/Happy_143.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112275593681823051?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112275593681823051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112275593681823051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112275593681823051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112275593681823051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/07/it-is-my-turn.html' title='&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/wink2.gif&quot;&gt;It is MY TURN'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112273922619117620</id><published>2005-07-30T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T09:00:26.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some More Flashbacks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/1600/the%20foursome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/320/the%20foursome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't John so cute what a little fatty he was but a cute one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112273922619117620?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112273922619117620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112273922619117620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112273922619117620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112273922619117620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/07/some-more-flashbacks.html' title='Some More Flashbacks'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112273586910584993</id><published>2005-07-30T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T08:04:29.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Little Pigglets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/1600/threegirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/320/threegirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you belive this we were so cute what happend, I just kid. Well a little about this photo.&lt;br /&gt;It was taken on 1981 Christmas morning at Grandma Browns. Jen was 8 yrs old, I was 3 1/2 yrs old, and Kristy was 1 1/2 yrs old. I think John was in moms belly or close to it anyways just thought i would share. Oh and look at the very handsome man in the photo. kinda looks a little like John well I guess we know where he got his good looks from. love you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen and Kristy if you have any of john lets put them on I couldn't find any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112273586910584993?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112273586910584993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112273586910584993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112273586910584993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112273586910584993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/07/three-little-pigglets.html' title='Three Little Pigglets'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112269579437380590</id><published>2005-07-29T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T20:56:34.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like or DisLike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/Siggies/Image2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/Siggies/Image2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my Avatar?  Or is it to big?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112269579437380590?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112269579437380590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112269579437380590' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112269579437380590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112269579437380590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/07/like-or-dislike.html' title='Like or DisLike'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112269535781000909</id><published>2005-07-29T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T20:49:17.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was told it is time........</title><content type='html'>to come back&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/sofa.gif" /&gt;.....LOL the middle sister is telling me anyways&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/wink2.gif" /&gt;. Well since she has told me I see that my oldest siser, Jen-ben-bo-ren&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/respect.gif" /&gt; posted. I hope the Bell-monster can get her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite happy to see our Blogg going again, more then ever since Belle decided it was her time to "protect and serve"&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/friends2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughs on Johns extencion&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/goodbad.gif" /&gt;............I think it is perfect. He is doing what his hearts says and even though I don't want him there any more then he has to be God puts the little thoughs in our head for a reason&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/twocents.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112269535781000909?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112269535781000909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112269535781000909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112269535781000909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112269535781000909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-was-told-it-is-time.html' title='&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/SOSmoms/Smilies/pinpink.gif&quot;&gt;I was told it is time........'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112269005279389045</id><published>2005-07-29T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T19:20:52.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it well almost any ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/1600/mybaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/320/mybaby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I did it thrusday I went in to the National Guard Unit here and signed up. I take the ASVAB test Monday god help me it has been so long. Then as long as the score is high enough I leave on the 7th of aug to go to denver then on the 8th i finish the paper work sign on the dotted line, and get sworn in to the United States Army. I know that it is hard for my family right now seeing how my little brother just uped for another year over in Iraq. But I have a great family and they are very supportive of every thing eachother does. I want to thank my Little brother for being a good rollmodel for me and all the suggestions. I will run tomarrow morning untill I throw up. I am really very excited about all of this I think this will give me what I need to better myself and my little girls life. Thanks Kristy for every thing and I mean every thing I could list all that you have helped me with but then I would never get to sleep. and yeah I get to keep my hair. Jen thank you, you have shown me that it is never to late to reach for the stars and to move ahead no matter what thanks for every thing. Mom what can I say but you are the best a real trooper with every thing that has happend you are always there no matter what I know that if you where on your death bed you would die trying to get to one of us if we where in need I love you more that words could ever express. Dad I get my strengh from you, you never let the weight of the world get you down you keep your head up and march on. I just wish that everyone in the world had an ounce of your life in them then maybe the world would be a better place. You are an unsung hero I love you so much thanks for everything and above all never giving up. Well I love you all and can't wait untill I start my new life. I will keep all posted love and hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112269005279389045?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112269005279389045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112269005279389045' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112269005279389045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112269005279389045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-did-it-well-almost-any-ways.html' title='I did it well almost any ways'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112232573528635908</id><published>2005-07-25T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T14:08:55.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day</title><content type='html'>Today my day started out really cruddy, but I am trying to keep an up-beat attitude about my life and the situation that I have allowed myself to get into. Life is a funny thing one minute you know what direction you are heading and the next you are at a dead end road. Well there is a wonderful and wise lady that I would like to quote " Don't cry over things that were or things that aren't. Enjoy what you have now to the fullest." Barbara Bush. What a wonderful lady. Too manys days I have woke up saddened by what I no longer have, a husband and whole family. I pitty myself for being out here alone and my family being over 500 miles away. I try to find the courage to move ahead and just make it through the day and pray that tomorrow will be better. Maybe if I hold on just another day, week, month, or year that sometime in there I will get my family back. Get the life back that I once had, But then I sit here and think the life I had was broken, one sided, all give and no take. No support,  or understanding for what I was going through. What in hell would make me want that life back. I know I have asked my self this question about a million times over the past 3 years, and the only thing I can come up with is Love my heart is not ready to let go. So I wake up everyday with my head and my heart playing the tug of war game. In the end my heart always wins. I just hope for the courage to make it through another day. Waiting to find the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Courage does not always roar. Sometimes, it is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying " I will try again tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that I will try again tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I love you all&lt;br /&gt;Chell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112232573528635908?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112232573528635908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112232573528635908' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112232573528635908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112232573528635908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-another-day.html' title='Just Another Day'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112223338046594334</id><published>2005-07-24T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T12:29:40.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nevada's First Fishing Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/1600/Im002613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/320/Im002613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/1600/Im002623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/320/Im002623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/1600/Im002612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/320/Im002612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/1600/Im002619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/320/Im002619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some Photos of the trip hope you all enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112223338046594334?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112223338046594334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112223338046594334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112223338046594334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112223338046594334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/07/nevadas-first-fishing-trip.html' title='Nevada&apos;s First Fishing Trip'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112222952239818025</id><published>2005-07-24T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T11:36:35.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some photos of Nevada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/1600/Im002627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5833/962/320/Im002627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lets try this again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112222952239818025?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112222952239818025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112222952239818025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112222952239818025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112222952239818025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/07/some-photos-of-nevada.html' title='Some photos of Nevada'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-112222779492513997</id><published>2005-07-24T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T10:56:34.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better get my Butt in gear</title><content type='html'>I have wow really slacked on this, Not a lot has been happening and most of the time Kristy and I have been calling eachother to vent any thing. I sounds like things are settling down over in Iraq for Dust (John) well any ways a best as they can. John you need to write your mom a letter. even if it is just to say hey I love you put a stamp on it and put it in the mail.  I  read everyones comments that post on johns blog and try to tell you thanks if i haven't done that i am sorry we all are thankful for Dustin to have so much support around the world. I know some of you are saying Dustin well he has been Dustin to me all my life and then he grew up and wanted to be called John seeing how that is his true first name. John Dustin well any ways. less than six months to go and we will get to hug him and kiss him and all that good stuff that comes with having 3 older sisters and being the baby boy ( the only Boy) how he and my dad made it all these years it beyond me. well thanks again talk more later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michele ( Chell)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-112222779492513997?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/112222779492513997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=112222779492513997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112222779492513997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/112222779492513997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/07/better-get-my-butt-in-gear.html' title='Better get my Butt in gear'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-111318888170468937</id><published>2005-04-10T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T20:08:01.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Computers</title><content type='html'>When you don't have a computer you want one and then you get one and well any ways I feel awful I started this so I would have a place to go we my sisters and I to vent on every day life and to support eachother and others with family members in the Armed Services. Well not a lot has gone on John is safely back in the North well as safe as can be for where he is. He finally got his package. I only sent it over a month ago. You would think that by now they would have a better way to get mail to these guys, not only that but it had been opend and 3 of the 4 redbull drinks that I sent had been taken. Hope that they enjoyed them. I wish that there was some way to make sure that every thing that you send to these guys gets to them.  Well not much else to say I will talk more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michele&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-111318888170468937?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/111318888170468937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=111318888170468937' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/111318888170468937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/111318888170468937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/04/computers.html' title='Computers'/><author><name>Middle Sister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021001929467554302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y62/bell_starr/Belle2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-111284840597223751</id><published>2005-04-06T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T21:33:25.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Email was undeliverable</title><content type='html'>Okay, now I am starting to worry.  Is this program ligit?  I will have to see if John can look this name up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-111284840597223751?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/111284840597223751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=111284840597223751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/111284840597223751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/111284840597223751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/04/email-was-undeliverable.html' title='Email was undeliverable'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-111284803616826753</id><published>2005-04-06T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T21:27:16.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Soldier Program</title><content type='html'>Michele and I signed up for "My Solider".  It is a good program with well intencions.  Belle and I got the same person, quincident could be.  But today I was sent a new name.  I don't know if it was due to the email I sent RE; us having the same soldier or what.  But I just feel bad.  I hope I didn't come off as being a ingrate.  I was given an email with the new soldier and I have just sent an introduction letter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to John briefly today.  I asked how he was doing and he replyed &lt;blockquote&gt;11:08:13 AM): good i am tired ans a little shook up but hangin&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is going on, but I hope he will be strong through it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-111284803616826753?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/111284803616826753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=111284803616826753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/111284803616826753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/111284803616826753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-soldier-program.html' title='My Soldier Program'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-111215266829930641</id><published>2005-03-29T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T19:25:00.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just another day in my house. Not a whole lot happened. I talked to mom today and she said that she talked to John this morning and that he got hurt  last night. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is what she said. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;tricia (6:49:35 PM): he was hurt he got burnt on his hands and back of his neck and a dislocated thumb he couldn't say how though he did say that he doesn't like it there and he wants to go back north&lt;br /&gt;tricia (6:49:48 PM): he mentioned a convoy being ambushed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;tricia_2257 (6:50:13 PM): but didn't comment wether it was his or no&lt;br /&gt;tricia (6:50:36 PM): said he was tired and beat to death but he couldn't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I haven't seen him online tonight and there hasn't been any updates so I hope he posts something soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-111215266829930641?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/111215266829930641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=111215266829930641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/111215266829930641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/111215266829930641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day!'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-111194629581433687</id><published>2005-03-27T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T09:58:15.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of many post from the Little Sister</title><content type='html'>Well all my hard work on getting a journal going for John is on the rocks.  Today he posted that he is going to delete it.  I have talked to him alot about it and I have changed it where no one can reply to his comments.  I let him know that we need this journal to continue.  For us.  I think I have done so well with him over in Iraq cause I can see his posts.   I really am hurting for him.  There he is worrying if he is going to live another day yet he has all the crap going on in his home life.  This morning I broke down.  This is what he said.   &lt;blockquote&gt;John(9:48:19 AM): Sis if something should happen to me I just want you to know I&lt;br /&gt;love you and the boys and jason so much...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
www.BigSisterofThree.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11723060-111194629581433687?l=soldierssisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/feeds/111194629581433687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11723060&amp;postID=111194629581433687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/111194629581433687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11723060/posts/default/111194629581433687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soldierssisters.blogspot.com/2005/03/one-of-many-post-from-little-sister.html' title='One of many post from the Little Sister'/><author><name>Mother of 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862659387001042369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/photoleea/NewDo2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11723060.post-111190403844594652</id><published>2005-03-26T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T22:13:58.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Of Many From The Middle Sister</title><content type='html'>Wow now what to say? Well I guess that I thought it was going to be a lot different with Dustin over there, I thought that we would be the ones to get the letters that you see so often in the movies that tell you of how fine they are doing over there (even though you know that they would come home in a heart beat and are just putting on a good front) That they tell you how much they miss you and how they can't wait for you to come home. I guess maybe this sounds a little selfish, but when did we lose the whole family is thicker than water, well blood is thicker than water but you know what I mean. Anyways, it seems like there are times that you just feel like a stepping stone in the path of someone's life, and that is great if that person is going down the right path, but if you know that they aren't it just makes it so hard. Well I love my brother and I guess that he has to learn the mistakes on his own if he won't listen to any of us not that we are always right but just be honest if you want to be with or do something that your family may not approve of at least have the respect for them to let them know and be honest with them. After all family is family and will always be family. Dustin I love you and miss you and worry about you every day. One of your many stepping stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michele&lt;br /&gt;Middle Sister&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.johniniraq.blogspot.com
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