<?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-16322849</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:44:30.821-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Chick</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16322849.post-115984607422851377</id><published>2006-10-02T21:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:27:54.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thanks to everyone who prayed.  Nisha is doing a lot better.  She is home from the hospital and is in a much better mood.  Continue to pray that she will continue to heal and that it will be a quick healing.  See ya, Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Abby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-115984607422851377?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/115984607422851377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=115984607422851377' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/115984607422851377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/115984607422851377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2006/10/thanks-to-everyone-who-prayed.html' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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-16322849.post-115925061532442645</id><published>2006-09-26T00:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T00:03:35.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray!!</title><content type='html'>To everyone who actually still reads this thing I want to ask that you all would please pray for my sister, Nisha.  She is having major skull surgery on Wednesday that will help to reshape her head.  I would also appreciate your prayers for me because as long as Nisha is in ICU it will just be me, Zack, Tim , Tamara, and Fulmaya at home together and I will be in charge of everything.  Thanks a lot I will update as soon as I know anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Abby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-115925061532442645?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/115925061532442645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=115925061532442645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/115925061532442645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/115925061532442645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2006/09/pray.html' title='Pray!!'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16322849.post-114731111360640340</id><published>2006-05-10T19:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T19:31:53.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay a couple of weeks ago Zack's Suday School teacher read us a few useless facts that many people know anyway.  Here are some of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On average, 12 newborns will be given to the wrong parents daily.&lt;br /&gt;-The very first bomb dropped by the Allies on Berlin during World War II killed the only elephant in the Berlin Zoo.&lt;br /&gt;-There are four cars and eleven lightposts on the back of a $10 dollar bill.&lt;br /&gt;-Most scorpions will glow under black (ultraviolet) light.&lt;br /&gt;-Charlie Chaplin once won third prize in a Charlie Chaplin look alike contest.&lt;br /&gt;-The glue on Israeli postage stamps is certified kosher.&lt;br /&gt;-The first owner of the Marlboro Company died of lung cancer. (How ironic!)&lt;br /&gt;-Adolf Hitler's mother seriously considered having an abortion but was talked out of it by her doctor.&lt;br /&gt;-Rubber bands last longer when refrigerated.&lt;br /&gt;-26 (easily visible, there may be more) states are listed across the top of the Lincoln Memorial on the back of the old US $5 bill.&lt;br /&gt;-A pregnant goldfish is called a twerp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are some of my favorite useless laws:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Monkeys are forbidden to smoke cigarettes in South Bend, Indiana.&lt;br /&gt;-In Seattle, Washington and Kentucky  residents may not carry concealed weapons longer than six feet.&lt;br /&gt;-In Pacific Grove, California "molesting" butterflies can result in a $500 fine.&lt;br /&gt;-In Boston, Massachusets it is illegal to take a bath unless one has been ordered by a physician to do so.&lt;br /&gt;-If a child burps during a church service in Omaha, Nebraska his or her parents may be arrested.&lt;br /&gt;-In Youngstown, Ohio it is illegal to run out of gas.&lt;br /&gt;-In Oklahoma people who make "ugly faces" at dogs may be fined and/or jailed.&lt;br /&gt;-In Morrisville, women need a permit to wear cosmetics.  ( You would need a lot of permits today)&lt;br /&gt;-In Texas a recently passed anticrime law requires criminals to give their victims 24 hours notice, either orally or in writing, and to explain the nature of the crime to be committed. ( There would be a lot less crimes this way)&lt;br /&gt;-In most landlocked states, like Oklahoma or Kansas, it is illegal to hunt and kill whales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite law and it is not usesless: In Vermont it is illegal to deny the existence of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-114731111360640340?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/114731111360640340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=114731111360640340' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/114731111360640340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/114731111360640340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-couple-of-weeks-ago-zacks-suday.html' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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-16322849.post-114280172981165399</id><published>2006-03-19T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T13:55:29.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>Could you guys be praying for my uncle. He is killing himself because he smokes marajuana, drinks, and other things.  Where not sure how much longer he will be alive and were also not sure if he is a Christian even though he supposidly accepted Christ when he was nine.    If he is he has turned his back on God.  I would really appreciate your prayers for him.&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Abby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-114280172981165399?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/114280172981165399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=114280172981165399' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/114280172981165399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/114280172981165399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2006/03/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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-16322849.post-114188261692914174</id><published>2006-03-08T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T22:36:56.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Only one life twill soon be past&lt;br /&gt;only whats done for Christ will last"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                 - John Piper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's a really good quote.  Recently I read some of John Piper's book "Don't Waste Your Life" and it is really good.  I've had that quote stuck in my head for a while and it has caused me to think if what I am spending all my time on is really going to have a lasting benefit.  And it's shown me how much of my time I actually spend on anything that has eternal benefit.  Even though everything I am doing is good is really going to last.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was kind of quick, but leave me a comment with your thoughts please.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. Winter Jam was last Friday and it was great!!  Toby Mac was defenitly the best, but I really like the Newsboys too.  I have some pictures that I am going to try to post soon so keep looking at my photo blog.  For more stuff on&lt;em&gt; Winter Jam &lt;/em&gt;go check Rachel's blog and Andrew P. xanga.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.P.S. I have a job interview on Friday morning so if you guys could be praying that it will go well I am kind of nervous about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-114188261692914174?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/114188261692914174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=114188261692914174' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/114188261692914174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/114188261692914174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2006/03/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16322849.post-114067075674884587</id><published>2006-02-22T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:59:16.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Times</title><content type='html'>Like the title says I have been having a hard time lately with many things.  I have been so busy lately that I don't hardly have anytime to relax at all.  And the only time i get to my self is when I am doing school.  Today my day just started out wrong and I had to pray that Gos would help me to go on because I could not do it by on my own.  I think the main reason I am having such hard times is because I don't make a lot of time to spend with God one on one.  I just keep making excuses for why I can't do it now and I know it's wrong, but I just don't really have the desire most of the time to spend time with him.  One good thing that has come out of all of this is that my prayer life has gotten better.  Used to I would pray everyonce in a while, but know I pray whenever God puts something on my heart that I need to pray about.  The Bible says to pray without ceasing I have really been doing what that verse says a lot more recently.  He has really spoken to me through this sometimes and also through songs that I have heard on the radio.  If you could please pray that God would give me a desire to want to know him more and that I would spend more time with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-114067075674884587?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/114067075674884587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=114067075674884587' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/114067075674884587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/114067075674884587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2006/02/hard-times.html' title='Hard Times'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16322849.post-113679026247264999</id><published>2006-01-08T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T07:04:45.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madagascar</title><content type='html'>Cheryl's party was great and while we were there we watched Madagscar. While we were watching it we decided to try and match the characters in the movie to people at COACH that we know by their personality. I was trying to find pictures, but I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Private- Andrew H.&lt;br /&gt;Kolwaski (tall one)- Stephan&lt;br /&gt;Rico (boom-boom)- Dustin&lt;br /&gt;Skipper- Andrew P.&lt;br /&gt;Old Woman- Jordan S.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Chew- Katrina&lt;br /&gt;King Julian 13th- Tucker&lt;br /&gt;Maurice (Sidekick)- Ashley&lt;br /&gt;Gloria- Juju&lt;br /&gt;Melman (germ freak)- John&lt;br /&gt;Marty- Thomas&lt;br /&gt;Alex- Derek H.&lt;br /&gt;Monkeys (George and Phil)- Hannah and Heather&lt;br /&gt;Iguanna- Dinah&lt;br /&gt;Baby Lemur ("I'm a steak! ME! Me! Me!")- Rachel H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Need to change any?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-113679026247264999?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/113679026247264999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=113679026247264999' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/113679026247264999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/113679026247264999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2006/01/madagascar.html' title='Madagascar'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16322849.post-113614186330366927</id><published>2006-01-01T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T11:57:43.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Years!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;Wow! I can't believe it is already 2006. School starts bak in 4 days. The last year went by so fast and I had a great time.  So many things happened and when I get home I want to post pictures of the past year and of my family so you all can see them. This is short because i really don't have anything else to say.&lt;br /&gt;Hope this new year is beter than the last for you.&lt;br /&gt;Abby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-113614186330366927?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/113614186330366927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=113614186330366927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/113614186330366927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/113614186330366927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-years.html' title='Happy New Years!!!'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16322849.post-113453890076951226</id><published>2005-12-13T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:40:42.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in forever because I have been so busy. Eversince Thanksgiving I have had a lot of homework to do. My thanksigiving was great though because I got to see all of my extended family. We usually don't see them over Thanksgiving, but we did this year because my Uncle was getting married and Fulmaya was a flower girl.  Jake, my uncle is so cool, he is only like 25 and one of the youth pastors at his church's youth group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, or today actually, my family is leaving for Indiana again and we won't be back for almost two weeks.  This means that I get home on the 3rd and have one day of rest than I go back to COACH. It's the fourth time we have been to Indiana this year.  We wouldn't be going except that my dads parents are taking all their kids and spouses to Hawaii for a week.  So me and my brothers might get to stay with Jake and Kristen for part of the time. I love going to see my grandparents because I have an aunt who is 16 and an uncle who is 18. Weird huh!! And I also have cousins who are a couple years younger than me. We always have a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To vear away from topic I have been wondering a lot about how much Christmas has changed over the years.  for many people it is just a time to see friends and family and has no real value at all.  And I have caught myself getting caught up in the busy more worldly side of Christmas recently. But really with all the controversity about Christmas won't let you forget what Christmas is really all about. Even though Norman's Christmas parade was changed to a holiday parade i saw a man in the parade who had a sign that said something like "Merry CHRISTmas: Christ's special holiday" and I thought that was very neat.  And even though people are pushing now for Happy Holidays we need to remember that Holiday is just a rude form of Holy-day.  So when people say "Happy Holidays" they are really saying Happy Holy-day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry CHRISTmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Please update so that i know you read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-113453890076951226?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/113453890076951226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=113453890076951226' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/113453890076951226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/113453890076951226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2005/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16322849.post-113366042224624345</id><published>2005-12-03T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T13:50:21.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIS&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;UN&lt;/span&gt;CONGRADUDILIATIONISTICLYISTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-113366042224624345?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/113366042224624345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=113366042224624345' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/113366042224624345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/113366042224624345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='?????'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16322849.post-113260718097376297</id><published>2005-11-21T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T10:26:12.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disuncongradudiliationisticlyister</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hey everybody!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wow I've been busy lately, but now it is Thanksgiving break so I get to rest a little bit. I wanted to say thanks to everyone who has been praying for me. I've been better, I still get stressed out, but it has been better lately.&lt;br /&gt;My birthday party was great. We went to the volleyball game and it was fun even though OU lost. Then we came back to my house and played different games, ate dinner, and listened to Stephan play the piano. We were playing Murder in the Dark which was a lot of fun even though there was not a lot of room and it was still a little too light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I've also gone to Discliple Now. It was really good. First we went to a conference on Song of Solomon then we stayed in host homes that night. The next day we had a session then we went and played Laser Tag. It's a lot of fun and it's hard also. We had lunch at CiCi's and then played baseball at Andrews park. I had to leave after that to get ready for my party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Finally some questions for you: 1) Where are you going for Thanksgiving. 2) What traditions does your family have for thanksgiving. 3) List some things that you are thankful for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-113260718097376297?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/113260718097376297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=113260718097376297' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/113260718097376297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/113260718097376297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2005/11/disuncongradudiliationisticlyister.html' title='Disuncongradudiliationisticlyister'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16322849.post-113099706443286617</id><published>2005-11-02T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T22:51:04.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>Hey! Today was my birthday and I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who wished me Happy Birthday. Those all made me feel better knowing that I had friends that cared about me. See my day did not go to well. It started out okay, but it got worse as the day went on. My mom told me that if I got all my COACH work done I could have the day off and could watch a movie in the afternoon. We'll I did not think I had that much left, but what I had was harder to do that it looked. (Mostly English) It took me all afternoon to do it and all evening. (I just finished a couple minutes ago). SO I have kind of been stressed out all day and my birthday has not been the best. The best part of it was getting to go to church and see my friends and to be able to talk with them. But none of my close friends were there, they were all sick. Bummer!! Another great thing was that I got my own Digital Camera. Look out COACH I'm now dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;Some things that you could please pray for is just me. I've been getting stressed out a lot lately, with having a lot of homework, COACH work, and just trying to fir everything in to one day that I have to do. And still find time to spend with God, I have a hard time doing this. (Okay that was really open and hard for me to write). Also I am having my birthday party on Saturday so we have to clean house, but I won't be home most of the next three days so I won't have much time. Also, this Friday and Saturday our youth group is having Disciple Now, just that I will listen to God and what he wants to teach me and that I will be open to what he has to say and not just go to be with my friends. Sorry this is so long, but thank you for reading this if you made it all the way through. Sorry if it did not make much sense I just had to put it on here.&lt;br /&gt;In Christ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-113099706443286617?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/113099706443286617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=113099706443286617' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/113099706443286617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/113099706443286617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2005/11/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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-16322849.post-113073143179206773</id><published>2005-10-30T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T21:03:51.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Hey this is just a short random post to say that my birthday is on Wednesday and I am so excited.  I'm going to be 17. I know I don't lok like it, but it's true. lol  Also 2morrow is the Fall Festival. That is our church's deal instead of Trick or Treating.  The kids get to come and play games to get candy and all the games have a biblical basis.  They even have a costume contest.  I am dressing up as eowen(?) from the Lord of the Rings with a dress I made myself.&lt;br /&gt;g2g post and leave me things to think about.&lt;br /&gt;Abby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-113073143179206773?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/113073143179206773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=113073143179206773' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/113073143179206773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/113073143179206773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2005/10/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16322849.post-112822427845383519</id><published>2005-10-07T09:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T08:21:27.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz Thing</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone this is neat. I have done 38 of them. How many has everyone else done.&lt;br /&gt;Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever...&lt;br /&gt;[] Swam with wild dolphins.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Climbed a mountain.&lt;br /&gt;[] Taken a Ferrari for a test drive.&lt;br /&gt;[] Been inside the Great Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;[] Held a tarantula.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Said I love you and meant it.&lt;br /&gt;[] Hugged a tree.&lt;br /&gt;[] Bungee jumped.&lt;br /&gt;[] Visited Paris.&lt;br /&gt;[] Watched a lightning storm at sea.&lt;br /&gt;[] Stayed up all night long, and watch the sun rise.&lt;br /&gt;[] Seen the Northern Lights.&lt;br /&gt;[] Gone to a huge sports game.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Grown and eaten your own vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;[] Touched an iceberg.&lt;br /&gt;[x]Slept under the stars.&lt;br /&gt;[x many] Changed a baby's diaper.&lt;br /&gt;[] Taken a trip in a hot air balloon.&lt;br /&gt;[x very cool] Watched a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;[] Given more than you can afford to charity.&lt;br /&gt;[x awesome] Looked up at the night sky through a telescope.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment.&lt;br /&gt;[] Had a food fight.&lt;br /&gt;[] Taken a sick day when youre not ill.&lt;br /&gt;[] Asked out a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had a snowball fight.&lt;br /&gt;[] Screamed as loudly as you possibly can.&lt;br /&gt;[] Held a lamb.&lt;br /&gt;[] Taken an ice cold bath.&lt;br /&gt;[] Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar.&lt;br /&gt;[] Seen a total eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ridden a roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;[Almost hit a grand slam] Hit a home run.&lt;br /&gt;[]Fit three weeks miraculously into three days.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking.&lt;br /&gt;[] Adopted an accent for an entire day.&lt;br /&gt;[] Visited the birthplace of your ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Actually felt happy about your life.&lt;br /&gt;[I'm trying to get pictures of all the lisence plates] Visited all 50 states.&lt;br /&gt;[x]Had enough money to be truly satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had amazing friends.&lt;br /&gt;[]Danced with a stranger in a foreign country.&lt;br /&gt;[] Watched wild whales.&lt;br /&gt;[] Stolen a sign.&lt;br /&gt;[] Backpacked in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Taken a road-trip.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;[] Midnight walk on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;[] Sky diving.&lt;br /&gt;[] Visited Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;[] In a restaurant, sat at a strangers table and had a meal with them.&lt;br /&gt;[] Visited Japan.&lt;br /&gt;[] Pretended to be a superhero.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sung karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Lounged around in bed all day.&lt;br /&gt;[] Scuba diving.&lt;br /&gt;[x So much fun] Played in the mud.&lt;br /&gt;[x Danced in the rain in Mexico] Played in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gone to a drive-in theater.&lt;br /&gt;[] Done something you should regret, but dont regret it.&lt;br /&gt;[] Toured ancient sites.&lt;br /&gt;[] Taken a martial arts class.&lt;br /&gt;[] Swordfought for the honor of a woman.&lt;br /&gt;[] Gotten married.&lt;br /&gt;[] Been in a movie.&lt;br /&gt;[] Crashed a party.&lt;br /&gt;[] Gotten divorced.&lt;br /&gt;[] Gone without food for 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Made cookies from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;[] Ridden a gondola in Venice.&lt;br /&gt;[x fake of course] Gotten a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;[] Rafted the Snake River.&lt;br /&gt;[] Got flowers for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Performed on stage.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Recorded music.&lt;br /&gt;[] Eaten shark.&lt;br /&gt;[] Been in a combat situation.&lt;br /&gt;[] Been on a cruise ship.&lt;br /&gt;[ I really hope to] Spoken more than one language fluently.&lt;br /&gt;[] Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone.&lt;br /&gt;[] Created and named your own constellation of stars.&lt;br /&gt;[] Found out something significant that your ancestors did.&lt;br /&gt;[] Called or written your Congress person.&lt;br /&gt;[] Picked up and moved to another city to just start over.&lt;br /&gt;[] More than once? - More than thrice?&lt;br /&gt;[] Walked the Golden Gate Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sang loudly in the car, and didnt stop when you knew someone was looking.&lt;br /&gt;[] Had plastic surgery.&lt;br /&gt;[] Survived an accident that you shouldn't have survived.&lt;br /&gt;[] Wrote articles for a large publication.&lt;br /&gt;[] Patted a stingray.&lt;br /&gt;[] Broken someones heart.&lt;br /&gt;[] Helped an animal give birth.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ridden a motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;[] Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100 mph.&lt;br /&gt;[] Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ridden a horse.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had major surgery.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had a snake as a pet.&lt;br /&gt;[] Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon.&lt;br /&gt;[] Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing.&lt;br /&gt;[] Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours.&lt;br /&gt;[x Mexico, Singapore, and India] Visited foreign countries other than the states.&lt;br /&gt;[] Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;[] Eaten kangaroo meat.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had your picture in the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;[] Changed someones mind about something you care deeply about.&lt;br /&gt;[] Parasailed.&lt;br /&gt;[]Petted a cockroach.&lt;br /&gt;[] Eaten fried green tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Read The Iliad.&lt;br /&gt;[] Taught yourself an art from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;[] Killed and prepared an animal for eating.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Thought to yourself that you're living your dream.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had a booth at a fair.&lt;br /&gt;[] Dyed your hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-112822427845383519?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/112822427845383519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=112822427845383519' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/112822427845383519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/112822427845383519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2005/10/quiz-thing.html' title='Quiz Thing'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16322849.post-112778114595198050</id><published>2005-09-26T19:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T18:44:58.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice</title><content type='html'>Today we had v-ball practice. :) We learned how to do the floater serve.  I was having a lot of fun until wen started playing king of the court and one time as I ran off the court I ran on my ankle wrong and hurt it.  It does't hurt so much now as l;ong as I keep it elevated and ice it but if I walk on it too much it bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;I am not looking forward to tomorrow because I have to go to work and my ankle bothers me when I walk. I do childcare with 2 &amp; 3 year olds so I will be moving. Then I get to come home for a couple hours then I have to go to band.  Band gets out at six and at 6:40 I am baby-sitting until around 9:30-10:00 so I won't get home until like 10:15. *yawn* I like to babysit and the nice thing is all the kids are in bed by 8:00 so I have an hour and a half or more to do school work.  Please pray that my ankle gets better tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g2g put my sisters to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Abigail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-112778114595198050?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/112778114595198050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=112778114595198050' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/112778114595198050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/112778114595198050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2005/09/practice.html' title='Practice'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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-16322849.post-112770206780765942</id><published>2005-09-25T22:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T20:34:27.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Wash</title><content type='html'>Friday was the car wash to help sponsor those affected by the hurricanes.  It was a lot of fun and while doingit I thought that we should do one to help raise money for v-ball.  It's a fun and easy way to earn money without asking people to buy items. Post and let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Does anyone know how much was made on Friday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-112770206780765942?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/112770206780765942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=112770206780765942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/112770206780765942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/112770206780765942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2005/09/car-wash.html' title='Car Wash'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16322849.post-112636136026017890</id><published>2005-09-10T10:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T08:21:45.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>How many times do we take friends for granted. Yesterday in my Quiet Time I read in Ruth 1. It talks about when Naomiand her husband and sons go to Moab to escape a famine.  While they are there her sons get married, but they also did as well as her husband.  When the famine ended and she got ready to go back to Bethleham her daughters-in law Ruth and Orpah started to go with her. But Naomi kept persisting that they go and live with their families and find themselves a new husband. After her persisting Orpah left, but Ruth would not leave.  She was a great friend and daughter-in-law to Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;How many of us would stick by our friends no matter what they were going through.  But we need to remmber that we have a friend in Jesus and he sticks closer to us than any brother. Hope this encourages you like it encouraged me.&lt;br /&gt;Abigail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-112636136026017890?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/112636136026017890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=112636136026017890' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/112636136026017890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/112636136026017890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2005/09/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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-16322849.post-112586665150972283</id><published>2005-09-04T16:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T14:45:05.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody! I finally got a blog (yeah). A lot of my friends had one so I decided to get one. I'll try to keep it updated, but that will depend on how much homework I have to do. I'll write more later, but now I have to get ready to go to youth choir.  At least I get to drive there. = )&lt;br /&gt;g2g&lt;br /&gt;Abigail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16322849-112586665150972283?l=v-ballchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/feeds/112586665150972283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16322849&amp;postID=112586665150972283' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/112586665150972283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16322849/posts/default/112586665150972283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ballchick.blogspot.com/2005/09/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02368747889531422242</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>15</thr:total></entry></feed>
