<?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-14842578</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:45:17.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cortney</title><subtitle type='html'>*Cortney Renee Swincher*</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-116611424584522781</id><published>2006-12-14T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T11:37:25.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4586/1356/1600/6993/me%20and%20danny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4586/1356/320/929715/me%20and%20danny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So alot has been going on lately! I've found out alot. Hopie is still in her condition, im in mine, and ash is in her's. I found out that I have to get surgery December 22(next friday). Oh joy, i will have to stay the night there too kinda scared. everything will be ok though. I also have a job now, i start work this coming week I will train this coming week then come back to work 2-3weeks later. well i got lots to do so have a good day!&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/14842578-116611424584522781?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/116611424584522781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=116611424584522781' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116611424584522781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116611424584522781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-116525065267769906</id><published>2006-12-04T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T11:44:12.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walked Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4586/1356/1600/776982/Hailey%20%26%20T%20cfc%20wc06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4586/1356/400/394875/Hailey%2520%2526%2520T%2520cfc%2520wc06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;If you just walked away What could I really say? Would it matter anyway? Would it change how you feel? But everything changesIf I could turn back the yearsIf you could learn to forgive me Then I could learn to feel, Sometimes the things I say In moments of disarray Succumbing to the games we play To make sure that it's real. When it's just me and you. Who knows what we could do. If we can just make it through The toughest part of the day. Stay here together And we could Conquer the world If we could Say that forever Is more than just a word. If you just walked away What could I really say? Would it matter anyway?. It wouldn't change how you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Please pray I have something that is going to be very hard for me to do but I know I have to do it. Please pray for strength for me! Thank you all for always keeping me in your heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-116525065267769906?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/116525065267769906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=116525065267769906' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116525065267769906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116525065267769906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/12/walked-away.html' title='Walked Away'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-116362817492727491</id><published>2006-11-15T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:02:55.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me%20drew%20catia.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%20drew%20catia.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok so this has been a very tough weird crazy sad week. There has been so much that has happened in my life in a matter of a week. Im not going to get all into it but all I can say is pray. I have made some bad desicions maybe some good but mostly more of heartbreaking ones. I am getting through it, it is very hard but the lord is on my side. I have learned that it is ok to be alone because someone made me notice that you really arnt ever alone. God is always with you and if you need anyhting he is there for you. I have also noticed that I have hurt people around me by my mistakes. It doesnt matter if it was little things or if you did these things a long time ago, you still can hurt the ones you love by anything you do. You need to use your brains before you decide to do what was planned. All that I can do now is just keep praying and hope that things work out, and we mature more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-116362817492727491?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/116362817492727491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=116362817492727491' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116362817492727491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116362817492727491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/11/week.html' title='The Week'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-116295144145960863</id><published>2006-11-07T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T21:04:01.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Lets take a trip back in time: This was my baby Last March! He was so sweet!! Where did he go? HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;To answer that question it’s probably Cortney. That girl she’s a funny one, she’s she a smart one, she’s a beautiful one, she will laugh at you saying favorite wrong, she puts dresses on you. She gets angry when you don’t put on your windshield wipers, she gets mad if you almost rear-end a car, and she gets mad if you almost hit a semi even though it pulls out in front of you, but is she really mad? Nope she aint, ill look over there and she will be trying to act like she is but then she starts smiling. I try to act like I get mad to but I start smiling, it can’t be done. She may act mad but she never is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;why, who knows it’s just crazy. In all of this she will make you laugh and not make you cry, she will make you happy and not make you sad, she will make you feel wanted and not like you are not, she will wake you up even though you don’t want to wake up, she will make you smile and not frown, she will make you glad and not mad, she will make you feel important and not like you are a nobody, she will make you stay awake and not fall asleep, she helps you be yourself and not someone else, yes indeed she does all of these things, that’s why I love hangin out with her. I couldn’t ask for anymore. Well I could go on longer but it would take up some space, so ya’ll have fun and stay classy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-116295144145960863?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/116295144145960863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=116295144145960863' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116295144145960863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116295144145960863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-in-time.html' title='Back In Time'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-116283041133982582</id><published>2006-11-06T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T11:26:51.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/643637688_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/643637688_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;There is no revenge so complete as forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Forgiveness means letting go of the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One forgives to the degree that one loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-116283041133982582?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/116283041133982582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=116283041133982582' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116283041133982582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116283041133982582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/11/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-116234415704719893</id><published>2006-10-31T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T20:22:37.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/100_0891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/100_0891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;School has been awesome here latley! I got my classes changed and that is good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;This is me and my girlies at school!We had to dress up for halloween. Ashley was the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Queen of Hearts&lt;/span&gt;, I was a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;kitty Cat&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Daisy Duke&lt;/span&gt; half of the day(but we wont show those pictures). Desiree a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bunny&lt;/span&gt;, lyssa  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jail bait&lt;/span&gt;, Vikki a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Vampire Nurse&lt;/span&gt;, and Danny a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;School girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! We had so much fun! It was just like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;NO SCRUBS&lt;/span&gt;! I love those days! My girls are so cool though, it is so funny how you just make such good friends with people and feel like you've known them your whole life . I dont know maybe that is just what I think! Well I am going to stay at Amys tonight so I kinda got to get over there! Love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-116234415704719893?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/116234415704719893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=116234415704719893' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116234415704719893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116234415704719893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/10/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-116173871424364973</id><published>2006-10-24T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T21:11:54.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heres idk pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Picture_0264.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Picture_0264.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Picture_0241.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Picture_0241.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Picture_0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Picture_0239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Picture_0165.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Picture_0165.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Picture_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Picture_0074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Picture_0083.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Picture_0083.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Picture_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Picture_0082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Picture_0109.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Picture_0109.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-116173871424364973?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/116173871424364973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=116173871424364973' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116173871424364973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116173871424364973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/10/heres-idk-pictures.html' title='Heres idk pictures'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-116173713371663860</id><published>2006-10-24T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T20:45:33.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme and Cortney Fun Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Picture_0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Picture_0112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I Love My Bestest Friend!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/cort.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/cort.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Picture_0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Picture_0119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Picture_0118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Picture_0118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Picture_0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Picture_0115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Picture_0108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Picture_0108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Picture_0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Picture_0106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-116173713371663860?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/116173713371663860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=116173713371663860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116173713371663860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116173713371663860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/10/meme-and-cortney-fun-pictures.html' title='Meme and Cortney Fun Pictures!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-116136538268646661</id><published>2006-10-20T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T13:29:42.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So Confused!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/643636641_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/643636641_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What does this mean? Im so confused!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"GIVE ME RELEAF, DON'T BREAK ME ANYMORE!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;The weirdest thing happened last night, I woke up and that is all that was going through my head. I couldnt stop thinking about it. It has been going through my head non stop today! Please help me understand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-116136538268646661?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/116136538268646661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=116136538268646661' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116136538268646661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116136538268646661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-confused.html' title='So Confused!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-116119242156682928</id><published>2006-10-18T13:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T13:27:01.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/jimmy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/jimmy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;LOOK IT'S JIMMY JACOBI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/jimmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/jimmy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-116119242156682928?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/116119242156682928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=116119242156682928' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116119242156682928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116119242156682928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/10/whoa.html' title='WHOA!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-116110766789782556</id><published>2006-10-17T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T13:54:30.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/1289234488_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/1289234488_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;"Some people come into our lives and quickly go.Some stay for awhile and leave footprints on our hearts. And we are never, ever the same."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hold on to faith; it is the source of believingthat all things are possible. It is the fiberand strength of a confident soul.Hold on to hope; it banishes doubt and enablesattitudes to be positive and cheerful.Hold on to trust; it is at the core of fruitfulrelationships that are secure and content.Hold on to love; it is life's greatest gift of all,for it shares, cares and gives meaning to life.Hold on to family and friends; they are the mostimportant people in your life, and they makethe world a better place. They are your rootsand the beginnings that you grew from;they are the vine that has grown through timeto nourish you, help you on your way,and always remain close by.Hold on to all that you are and all that you havelearned, for these things are what make you unique.Don't ignore what you feel and what you believeis right and important; your heart has a wayof speaking louder than your mind.Hold on to your dreams; achieve them diligentlyand honestly. Never take the easy way orsurrender to deceit. Remember others on your way,and take time to care for their needs.Enjoy the beauty around you.Have the courage to see things differently and clearly.Make the world a better place one day at a time,and don't let go of the important things thatgive meaning to your life.&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/14842578-116110766789782556?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/116110766789782556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=116110766789782556' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116110766789782556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116110766789782556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/10/hold-on.html' title='Hold on'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-116058842409955073</id><published>2006-10-11T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T13:40:24.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow a big day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So I guess tomorrow I have and Indoscope that I have to attend to so if you would take some precious time out of ya'lls day and pray that would just be kick butt fantastic! WOO HOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wish I could be just like Baby in this picture and run freely! I feel so cooped up all the time. Something different please happen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Today at school, it was a little different. Me and Desiree went with a couple of friends over to there house and hung out, watched some kick butt tv I looked at there drawings and designes and yes it was just a blast. I got to meet his kitty cat though! It looks just like Ashley except older. It is crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I passed all of my tests today, which is very good. Oh yes, I wanted to pre-warn Mr. Man that he better come see me at my house after school, on Thursday....... I will cry so much if you dont show up.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ok, i dont understand just because I am having a precedure done tomorrow that means to my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/1037057369_m.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="159" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/1037057369_m.1.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; momma that they can't go to Brown County. Now instead of them going to brown County there going to that one campground in New Castle, just because of my procedure. She wants to be right around the cornor if anythings wrong with me. What a mom is all I can say!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Love ya'll! have a great day and week....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-116058842409955073?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/116058842409955073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=116058842409955073' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116058842409955073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/116058842409955073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/10/tomorrow-big-day.html' title='Tomorrow a big day?'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-115937943222070403</id><published>2006-09-27T13:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T13:50:33.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl rescued, 2 die in Livingston County crash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/untitled.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;A Deerfield Township resident who heard a traffic crash went to the scene and pulled an 8-year-old girl from a burning car Tuesday night, but was unable to save a 15-year-old girl and the 21-year-old driver of the vehicle, according to the Livingston County Sheriffs Department.The girl who was pulled from the car was reportedly in stable condition at Genesys Hospital in Grand Blanc this morning with burns, police said.Livingston County Sheriff Robert Bezotte said this morning that he did not have details of who saved the girl at the crash site northeast of Howell. He said deputies believe they know who the victims are, but positive identification will have to rely on dental records.Sheriffs deputies said witnesses saw the driver, an Indiana man, speeding before he lost control of his car, possibly a 1994 Acura, and it struck a tree on Dean Road near Argentine Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be really tough writing about this but here it goes, im going to try my best! The 21 year old was one of my very good friends. His name Will Kerr. He was so burned up that they had to go to dental records for this! Right when I heard about this I started balling. I really cant stop though. He was engaged she is pregnant with twins and now she has lost two people she loves dearly. All I can keep thinking about is how can something like this happen? I mean just a couple of years ago I lost my bestest friend in the whole wide world in a car wreak and now someone that I spent with for ever. We would always take his truck out till 4-5:00 in the morning and just drive and talk. But it was the best. How can you really loose someone so good to you? Someone that never does anything wrong? Im really tied of haveing to put up with my close people dieing. Im really going to miss my Willie! The sad thing is I didnt even get to tell him I love him and give him my thanks for everything that he had done for me. It is just so sad. I already miss him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-115937943222070403?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/115937943222070403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=115937943222070403' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115937943222070403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115937943222070403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/09/girl-rescued-2-die-in-livingston.html' title='Girl rescued, 2 die in Livingston County crash'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-115929316251423461</id><published>2006-09-26T13:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T13:52:49.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE HELP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Maintain%20A%20Youthful%20Spirit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Maintain%20A%20Youthful%20Spirit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So my good friend from school is seriously going pshyco! Her boyfriend proposed to her last night and now she is really depressed because she isnt sure about her decision. I really didnt have much to say to her because im not engaged and yeah. So please I need some advice! Thanks alot.! Love you all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-115929316251423461?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/115929316251423461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=115929316251423461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115929316251423461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115929316251423461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/09/please-help.html' title='PLEASE HELP!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-115920687179422125</id><published>2006-09-25T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T13:54:31.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ECT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So this weekend was a good way to get away from everything and to just talk to all of those people that you really havent spoken to in a long time. Im that type of person who loves talking to everyone and has a good time no matter what. I can say that I was pretty much in a good mood all weekend until I had to go to the Queen Contest. Well i did what I wanted to do and that was LOOSE! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Joni you should had been a judge!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I got asked that one question that you really dont want to awnser but......I did! I imbarrased myself so much this weekend. So on the way home Seth ans Hopie had to follow me because the ride is only supposed to take you an 1hour and a half but it took the 3 hours. They followed me home and Seth seriously wouldnt go over 70 mph! So while i was going 85 he was going 70! How is anyone supposed to follow you when they wont keep up to pace? I dont undersatnd!? We finally get home because he went 75mph! I was very proud of him! Because if any of you really know Seth that is a very big deal for him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I wanted to send a special Thank You to My Lisa Marie for the awesomest cookies in the whole wide world! God Bless You! P.S. if there is ANY left you better hide me some! Well I guess I can work on my homeowork now! Love you all and be safe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-115920687179422125?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/115920687179422125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=115920687179422125' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115920687179422125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115920687179422125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/09/ect.html' title='ECT.'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-115860083844161148</id><published>2006-09-18T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T13:33:58.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Keep%20Cool%20Under%20Pressure.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Keep%20Cool%20Under%20Pressure.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I'm sittin here in school I just got done taking some really big exams. I think I didnt miss any on my Medical Assisting Procedures but on on my Medical Termanology whoa....... all i can say is I just want to be just like that deer and hide from that one thing. But I guess I can do better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;There is more to this picture than just talking about school it is also a lil sumpin sumpin that I was prophetsized(idk) over. I was told that, that one thing that has been holding me back, or in better words that has been keeping me from God, He is going to take it away.  So for example in this picture the hunter is trying to get the deer but the Hunter cant find the Deer because God took it away. I D K! But thats the way I see it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well I only have one more period left! Yeah!! I cannot wait till this weekend. Atleast for Brown County. I have to leave early on Saturday to go to my Queen Contest so all of you better miss me! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;While we are on the talk about Brown County I was discussing memories about it with a lil someone the other day and I just wanted to know what your biggest memory is? Well I love you all and have a great day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-115860083844161148?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/115860083844161148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=115860083844161148' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115860083844161148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115860083844161148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/09/hidin.html' title='Hidin!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-115810660218439428</id><published>2006-09-12T20:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T20:16:42.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bethy Poo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/cort.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/cort.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I miss my Bethy-poo so much! We are planning on a time to come up to Calvin College to spend the weekend with her! It will be a grand ol' time! Well, dont forget im always here for you and I really enjoyed talking with you! We are now going off into our seperate worlds and it is kinda tough but we will get over the stump! I love you very much, and I miss you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Cortney Renee; Your Bestest Friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/cort2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/cort2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/cort2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-115810660218439428?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/115810660218439428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=115810660218439428' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115810660218439428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115810660218439428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-bethy-poo.html' title='My Bethy Poo!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-115708378780800875</id><published>2006-09-01T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T00:09:47.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/ash%20n%20cort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/ash%20n%20cort.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Hey Guys!! I havent blogged in a long time. I really havent had any spare time to, sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Well right now im dog sitting Amy Reasons doggy Lucky. We are having a grand ol' time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I've went on many trips and I loved every minute of them. It is now dweling down to.................I START SCHOOL TUESDAY! I' am so scared. I just dont know what to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I' am feeling alot better for all of you that were wondering. I mostly only wake up with sore throut but then as the day goes on I get better. So it has hit me that I have to be a big girl now and make big decisions. I need to let my Yes be Yes and my No be No. Right Lisa Marie? Well I really need to get off of here. I hope you all have a great 3 day weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;HAPPY 39 MOMMA! I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-115708378780800875?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/115708378780800875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=115708378780800875' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115708378780800875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115708378780800875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-mind.html' title='My Mind'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-115317967200534778</id><published>2006-07-17T19:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T00:54:17.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN PICTURES</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/kevin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So I had to make a post out to my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and his best buddy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! They are awesome guys working there &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;bootay's off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Baby Im so proud of you! You have grown into a big man of God. Your walking so well with him now and i expecially want to thank you for helping me out with my walk with God. Baby God is going to use you in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;AWESOME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ways that you wont even expect. Kevin I thank you so much for being such a great friend to my Dustin. Your there for him when he needs a friend and soemone there just to talk to. Its kinda like Amy is to me. Kevin also to y ou I know that God is here for you and he will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;powerful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in your life to! Just trust in him! I thank the Lord evryday for the people God brings into my life. But arnt they just so cute sleeping with eachother.! AWWWW!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby! Thank you for the talk we had it really made me think about all the good things in life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Amy Sparks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;My bestest friend in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD. We are helping eachother walk so well and I know that things will trun out the way they are supposed to! Just believe in God and you will get the things you've been wanting for so long! I love you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;MY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;BUDDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; OL PAL AND I AT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;KINGS ISLAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! IT WAS A BLAST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-115317967200534778?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/115317967200534778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=115317967200534778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115317967200534778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115317967200534778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/07/fun-pictures.html' title='FUN PICTURES'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-115293196269394290</id><published>2006-07-14T22:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T22:52:42.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How you doin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/cort%20and%20dave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/cort%20and%20dave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;So how is life yall? Mine is Awesome! Right now im sitting here listening to "Straight Up, by Paula Abdul." The best song in the whole wide world!!! It is my favorite! Im getting ready to go night fishing with Amy and Beth and it is going to be a great time! Went to Hooters today and that was tasty! My love and I damaged my hand with throwing knuckles at eachother. My hand is bruised and swelling as I type! This picture on here is Dave and I at HCC and it was a good time there. I had to share it with you. Well, I thought I would tell you all how my life is going. My question for you all is are you walking with god the way you want to be when he comes back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-115293196269394290?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/115293196269394290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=115293196269394290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115293196269394290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115293196269394290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-you-doin.html' title='How you doin?'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-115155783862544953</id><published>2006-06-29T00:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T01:10:38.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT A POWERFUL MAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/MVC-013S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/MVC-013S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;A BIG HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHOUT-OUT TO MR. DENNY OAKES.! I LOVE YOU DAD!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;SO HAS ANYONE NOTICED REALLY HOW POWERFUL GOD REALLY IS? I HAVE NOTICED THAT TONIGHT. IF NONE OF YOU HAS EXPERIENCED SEEING YOUTH ON FIRE FOR GOD YOU REALLY NEED TO GO TO HARVEST CHRISTIAN CAMP AND GET IN ON THE MINISTRY TIME! IT WAS THE BEST DAY I HAVE HAD IN A LONG TIME. IT FELT SO GOOD TO BECAUSE I WAS SOOOOOOOO FAR AWAY FROM GOD THAT I WAS JUST DIEING INSIDE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;IT WAS ALL BECAUSE KEITH OLIVER MADE ME AND AMY STAY FRO THE SERVICE WHEN I TRULEY DIDNT EVEN WANT TO BUT I DID IT JUST FOR KEITH. THANK YOU KEITH FOR SHOWING ME THAT I ALWAYS NEED TO PUT GOD FIRST AND NOT ANYONE ELSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;AMY WAS UP FRONT GETTING PRAYED FOR AND I WAS JUST STANDING IN THE BACK HIDING BEHIND ALL OF THE PUGHS? BECAUSE I JUST COULDNT GO UP THERE AND PRAY FOR SOMEONE WHEN I WAS SO LOST. I DID ANYWAYS AND I WAS  ONLY UP THERE FOR A 1 MIN AND MY FRIEND STEPHEN CAME UP TO ME AND SAID, "CORTNEY CAN I PRAY FOR YOU?" SO HE WAS PRAYING FOR ME AND HE JUST STARTED CRYING. HE SAID TO ME, "CORTNEY IT IS BAD WHEN I CAN SEE ALL THE HURT AND PAIN BY JUST LOOKING INTO YOUR EYES." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;WHILE I WAS UP THERE THIS GIRL CAME UP TO ME THAT I DIDNT EVEN KNOW AND SHE MADE THINGS SEEM SO CLEAR. SHE TOLD ME WHAT GOD HAD SAID TO HER ABOUT ME. GOD HAD SAID, " YOU ARE A LEADER AND YOU ARE THE MIDDLE CHILD AND THE MIDDLE CHILD MEANS TO ME THAT YOU HAVE A DUTY. YOUR DUTY IS TO GET THE ONES YOU LOVE RIGHT BESIDE YOU AND HOLD THERE HANDS AND BRING THEM TO ME." THEN THE GIRL ALSO SAID, YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND THAT LOVES YOU VERY MUCH AND IS SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU, YOU NEED TO COMFORT HIM AND LET HIM KNOW EVERYTHING IS ALRIGHT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW, I AM WHERE I NEED TO BE. I TOOK A STEP OUT OF THE HOLE I DUG MYSELF INTO. i JUST FEEL LIKE A BIG BOLDER IS OFF OF MY SHOULDERS AND I AM STARTING OUT BRAND NEW! I ALSO WANT TO THINK ALL OF YOU THAT KEPT ME IN YOUR PRAYERS. THANK YOU FOR HELPING ME WITH MY WALK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-115155783862544953?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/115155783862544953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=115155783862544953' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115155783862544953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115155783862544953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-powerful-man.html' title='WHAT A POWERFUL MAN'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-115146062357735667</id><published>2006-06-27T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T22:10:23.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fear Of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/99261412_2c20d75f7e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/99261412_2c20d75f7e_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;How is it your on the right track then all the sudden u notice WHOA and it has been 5 years past. Then you hunger so much for God and you know that he isnt there to lean back on because you have hurt him so much. It puts you into dissapointment! How do u settle for so little when you know you can have everything you need. Im like a brick that just need to be broken. I see so many people I love in my life..... People that God has gave me and Im just giving him trash. He has gave me so many beautiful gifts and i have gave him a bag of trash! I feel like ive used the one that loves me more than anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-115146062357735667?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/115146062357735667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=115146062357735667' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115146062357735667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115146062357735667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/06/fear-of-god.html' title='The Fear Of God'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-115057869853094882</id><published>2006-06-17T17:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T17:11:38.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/dad&amp;girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/dad%26girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So work really sucks, I have to get up at 4:00 am and im just not used to it yet. I cant wait till it is all over. Well Thought I would say something since i aint for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I really miss these days when you didnt have to worry about ne thing! The only thing you had to worry about was your sissters making fun of you. I miss the days when we went to the Oakes house and had Bible Study. Or the days when  you didnt have to worry about makeing people mad. Well I have to go to Meijer now so I will talk to ya'll later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-115057869853094882?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/115057869853094882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=115057869853094882' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115057869853094882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/115057869853094882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/06/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114937236291506945</id><published>2006-06-03T18:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T18:06:02.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did He Go....He Ran Away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/D&amp;T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/D%26T.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;SO HE IS GONE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It has only been like a hour and I miss him&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;tremendously!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;How horrible is that? Im acting like a little child but he is everything I wanted and it is true i will admit it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I MISS, "THE LITTLE BUTT HEAD!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114937236291506945?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114937236291506945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114937236291506945' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114937236291506945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114937236291506945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/06/where-did-he-gohe-ran-away_03.html' title='Where Did He Go....He Ran Away!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114902270690553976</id><published>2006-05-30T16:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T16:58:26.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me%20and%20mom.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%20and%20mom.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So I graduated and now I'am busy 24/7! I got my nose pierced today for my birthday present to myself it hurt but now I like it. Im always out doing something. But this is my argument for the day. Why do you have to have a curfue when your out of school and your 18 years old? Awnser me that! Love you all! Cortney Renee'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114902270690553976?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114902270690553976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114902270690553976' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114902270690553976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114902270690553976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/05/big-question.html' title='The Big Question'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114831622098763664</id><published>2006-05-22T12:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T12:43:41.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://image14.webshots.com/14/9/47/31/160094731zJDhoz_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://image14.webshots.com/14/9/47/31/160094731zJDhoz_fs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So today was my last day at the big ol' KNIGHTSTOWN HIGH SCHOOL! I spent 12 years of my life going to school and Ive only came out with knowing I have friends. I really didnt learn anything expecially my Senior year. I did have some problems though. I couldnt pass my math part on the GQE so I had to see if i could get a waver so I could get a Diploma instead of a Certificate of Completion. I know it is just a word difference but why would I go through all of that to get a Certificate of Completion? But anyways I went into the guience office and Mrs. Lenored told me that I got the Waver stating that I just cant take tests but Im very good at my work. I got it because I have a High GPA and my attendnce was good. I thank God for that. I cried like a little baby today with some friends because we are leaving. It is very sad though. Because I know that I really wont talk to half of the people in my class anymore. For example Eli Ratliff (my best guy friend) came up to me and said, "Cortney when will I see you again? Like out of school? Are we going to still be close like we are now or are we just going to be like most people and not ever talk till our reuion?" I started cring so hard. I dont know why. I always told myself that I wouldnt cry but WOW i did. I'm not going to lie, i will miss those easy days. Onto the good news, I QUIT CATO! Yeah! lol I really hated it. I am actually going to Rushville after this and fillign out applications for something then haveing lunch with daddy and then going back to the school to do the Senior Walk. I'm gunna make Hopie cry that will be fun! Also thank you all for comeing to my party this weekend and for the gifts. Also a big shout out to my Lisa Marie and Andy Sparks for doing such a good job and making the Shiscabobs! They were terrific! Well I need to Get going. Love you all, Cortney Renee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114831622098763664?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114831622098763664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114831622098763664' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114831622098763664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114831622098763664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/05/those-days.html' title='Those Days'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114782620935678170</id><published>2006-05-16T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:36:49.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Because</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;So this blog is going to be kinda messy! I'm going to start out with telling you all about myself since im graduating and everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/ash&amp;t&amp;amp;mom.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/ash%26t%26mom.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; hate to clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love Dr. Pepper(im not supposed to have it though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I would have 1,000 dogs if possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I want 6 kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love to drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love to waste gas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I hate CATO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My hair is brown now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I found out my natural hair color and it is brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love taking showers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love to speed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love to lay under the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love to eat Choc Chip Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love to sit around and listen to music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wont get into a car without putting my seat belt on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I want to deliver babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I want a 06 Mustang conv. Black with pink underground lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love to dance and sing really loud in the car with meme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My birthday is next Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My favorite shopping store is AE and Abercrombie and Fitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My Favorite country singer is Carrie Underwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My dream dog is a Bull Mastiff and a Miniture Pintcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I took horse backriding lessons and fell off of one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I love making Cds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I hate clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I hate my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I love Jessica Simpson(Her and Nick are back together Yall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I wish my boy toy would smile in pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I love taking pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I hate when people hang dead animals on ther walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I hate when people are mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I hate when people dont FORGIVE ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I hate when people dont LISTEN to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I love to play in the mudd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I love Taco Bell even though it really kills my belly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My favorite sit down resturant is...... people making food for my birthday, and we sit togther and not spend any money! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I need a police detector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My favorite movie is How to loose a Guy in Ten Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I had knee surgery my freshman year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now onto The cool part........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114782620935678170?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114782620935678170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114782620935678170' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114782620935678170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114782620935678170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-because.html' title='Just Because'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114719973104264488</id><published>2006-05-09T14:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T14:35:31.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Yulky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;So Im am feeling like crap. I didnt sleep at all last night, i slept in the middle of mom and dad and cried and cried. I went to the doctor and he said I have sinusitus? and the beginning stage of Bronchitus? (i dont know how to spell). I really want to go fishing but I just dont have the energy! Being sick really sucks! I cant miss any more of school because i had my surgery and from spring break so i have to put up with that still. Dont have that long at all till school is out though so that is very good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Well they released my grandma out of the hospital so she is running around in her wheel chair now! She isnt doing very well but actually alot better than she ever has. I am so happy she isnt in the hospital anymore because when she is in there it make me think alot of things because it is a hospital.  She still needs some prayers though. I love you all, Im going to try to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114719973104264488?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114719973104264488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114719973104264488' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114719973104264488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114719973104264488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/05/feeling-yulky.html' title='Feeling Yulky!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114686937381316332</id><published>2006-05-05T18:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T18:49:33.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So I havent blogged in a long time because the stupid computers at school are being really gay. Mirm this is for you! I thought i would say Im back mirmy! Ok so on with the blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BETHIE POO!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BIG 18 YEAH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;My graduation party is next saturday. you all better be there. It will be so much fun! Well i need to go. Pray for my grandma she isnt doing very well. Love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114686937381316332?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114686937381316332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114686937381316332' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114686937381316332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114686937381316332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-back.html' title='Im back!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114556827151515870</id><published>2006-04-20T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T17:24:31.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Momma 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;LISA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;MARIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;chicky-poo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Reminder:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114556827151515870?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114556827151515870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114556827151515870' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114556827151515870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114556827151515870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/04/momma-2.html' title='Momma 2'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114556793485389141</id><published>2006-04-20T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T17:18:54.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Porkchops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;There has been &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;major&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;problems with blogger at school latley so not much fun stuff on my blogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I 've been working my butt off doing &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;senior&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;stuff but at the same time it makes time go faster and aslso it makes me so happy because &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;IM ALMOST DONE&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! Yeah!!! Well not alot to talk about today so chat lata tata! Hugs and Kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114556793485389141?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114556793485389141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114556793485389141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114556793485389141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114556793485389141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/04/porkchops.html' title='Porkchops!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114548596058504659</id><published>2006-04-19T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T18:32:40.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Applesauce!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sorry about all of the Pictures. There is no wayfor me to get all of the pictures to school because I cant get on my email at school and that is where i am working on it! Sorry again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SoI havent posted in a while because blogger is being really gay! So hopefully all you all doing ok! I need to go see my cutie becasue we have actually made it 1 month! Ha that sounds kinda funny because we have known eachother FOREVER! Ok well later tatas! Love and Kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114548596058504659?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114548596058504659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114548596058504659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114548596058504659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114548596058504659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/04/applesauce.html' title='Applesauce!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114548563569529270</id><published>2006-04-19T18:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T18:27:15.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Alot of Senior Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/usinvan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/usinvan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/texasthottub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/texasthottub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/swinchergirlsat%20reunion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/swinchergirlsat%20reunion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/mom,girls,%20cory%20and%20tiff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/mom%2Cgirls%2C%20cory%20and%20tiff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me%20signatures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%20signatures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me%20seth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%20seth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me%20pizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%20pizza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me%20drew%20catia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%20drew%20catia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me%20denny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%20denny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me%20beth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%20beth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me%20aunt%20ann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%20aunt%20ann.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114548563569529270?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114548563569529270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114548563569529270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114548563569529270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114548563569529270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/04/sorry-alot-of-senior-stuff.html' title='Sorry Alot of Senior Stuff'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114531819864444228</id><published>2006-04-17T19:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T18:16:33.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me%20and%20reese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%20and%20reese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me%20and%20mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%20and%20mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me%20and%20amy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%20and%20amy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/girls.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/girls.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/dad%20and%20girls%20on%20lawn%20mower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/ash%26thegirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/ash&amp;t&amp;amp;mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/ash%26t%26mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/3monkeys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/3monkeys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/MVC-012S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/MVC-012S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/kidatchi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/kidatchi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/drew%20&amp;%20cortney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/drew%20%26%20cortney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114531819864444228?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114531819864444228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114531819864444228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114531819864444228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114531819864444228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114531768488009301</id><published>2006-04-17T19:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T19:48:04.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/cort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/cort.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;H&lt;/em&gt;ave you ever thought that you wernt good enough. Or how things in your life are going so well and then Bam they go down hill! Isnt it crazy just how one little thing can effect our lives? Even a picture or simply one little piece of paper, little things like that! All you want to do is sit and cry? Your in the best mood ever one minute then the next moment your all down in the dumps because of one little thing! I D K?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114531768488009301?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114531768488009301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114531768488009301' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114531768488009301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114531768488009301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/04/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114493366152926144</id><published>2006-04-13T08:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T09:08:18.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me%20and%20hopie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%20and%20hopie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Last night I was going through some pictures of a long time ago. I found so many things, like me and bethy, me beth mirmy and ashy, denny with a mustash, d tiny, and so on....... It was really cool to see those pictures. Just looking at them and knowing hey, we are all still really close friends even after all of these years. It is really neat.&lt;br /&gt;So right now im at school watching pirets of the carabien(Dont know how to spell). Very good movie. My whole day is booked up. Here, then leave at 10:23 go home clean my butt off to were it is shinny and dust free, work on my scrapbooks, because unlike Lisa I still have a lot to do graduation is May 27th, Yeah, then I have to get ready to go to youth! Im very excited about youth beacause I havent gone in two weeks Texas and work! So just like I always say! Smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114493366152926144?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114493366152926144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114493366152926144' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114493366152926144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114493366152926144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/04/different-things.html' title='Different Things'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114484675974934814</id><published>2006-04-12T08:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T08:59:19.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Be cheefull!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/tower-eiffel-night-kli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/tower-eiffel-night-kli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Everyone should be in a very happy, cheerful, extatic mood! Today is the day to change your mood. Everyone should just wake up in there bed smile really big and think of all the good things in life. When I was in Texas i saw alot of homeless people. It was very sad knowing that we take advantage of everything that we have when some people dont have anything. I feel so bad for those people. Have any of you stopped and thought maybe that we have alot of things and some have none?&lt;br /&gt;ok well to get all of you going here is a little dance thing to do! Everyone work it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEANUT BUTTER REESEY CUP COME ON PEOPLE DO YOUR STUFF,&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WHY NOT CAUSE I CANT WHY NOT,&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE MY BACK ACHES MY SKIRTS TO TIGHT MY HIPS SHAKE FROM THE LEFT TO THE RIGHT,&lt;br /&gt;TO THE LEFT TO THE LEFT,&lt;br /&gt;TO THE RIGHT TO THE RIGHT TO THE FRONT TO THE FRONT&lt;br /&gt;TO THE BACK TO THE BACK&lt;br /&gt;TO THE CAT MEOW MEOW TO THE DOG&lt;br /&gt;AAHH WHOP WHOP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114484675974934814?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114484675974934814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114484675974934814' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114484675974934814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114484675974934814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/04/be-cheefull.html' title='Be cheefull!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114465794672918311</id><published>2006-04-10T04:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T04:32:27.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>all nighter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/100_0238%20%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/100_0238%20%282%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Texas, what a fun state! I loved every minute of it, sometimes! I got to eat at my favorite resturant, Hula Hut, mmmm very good food. I went shopping, learned how to dance like a real coutry dancer, danced my butt off at the whole, well i dont rember what it is called right now. I would love to move to Texas but you know i would miss so many people. Dont you think that it is crazy how you think that HEY IM GOING ON VACATION but then your there and you notice how much you miss people. I never thought i could miss people as much as i did. I will say I did have grumpy moods at times bc of that reason. Beth and I are trying to pull an all nighter so we can sleep in the van because it is no fun sitting up and stairing at the clock. Me and Beth are watching the sunrise. it is about 4 o'clock in the morning which would be 5 in Indiana. I havent done this in so long. Wow i cant believe i can do this. I really want to go to bed but i dont wanna be awake in the van. We had big basketball turnament i sucked pretty bad! lol! Who would have guessed. Me beth and reesy tried to take a walk in the dark but wow we heard noises in the trees so we all freaked out! lol! Im happy we are coming home I get to see my cutie! YEAH! Well spring break officially ends today but for me wednesday! I dont have to go back to work for a week! im happy about that! Well wish us a safe 17 hour drive home! Esther is on now so im gunna talk to her! Love you all! see ya'll soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114465794672918311?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114465794672918311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114465794672918311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114465794672918311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114465794672918311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/04/all-nighter.html' title='all nighter'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114451805897738808</id><published>2006-04-08T13:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T13:40:58.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/indiana%20people%20049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/indiana%20people%20049.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/indiana%20people%20048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/indiana%20people%20048.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dustin Oakes, This is for you! I'll show you up look at these! TOLD YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114451805897738808?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114451805897738808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114451805897738808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114451805897738808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114451805897738808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/04/dustin-oakes-this-is-for-you-ill-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114451724638259912</id><published>2006-04-08T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T13:27:34.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tons more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/indiana%20people%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 244px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/indiana%20people%20043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Look it is a PINK port-apoty!! So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/indiana%20people%20056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/indiana%20people%20056.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Reesy and I at the Big ol' dance party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/indiana%20people%20050.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/indiana%20people%20050.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/indiana%20people%20059.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/indiana%20people%20059.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;eth and I walking big ol' Texas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I know how to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;TWO STEP! Im a true Counrty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancer! Dust watc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/indiana%20people%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/indiana%20people%20052.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;h out!                                                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilling at the Parade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114451724638259912?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114451724638259912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114451724638259912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114451724638259912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114451724638259912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/04/tons-more.html' title='Tons more!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114444114058465236</id><published>2006-04-07T15:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T16:19:13.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/100_0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/100_0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Just some pictures of Texas.... Will continue tomorrow! There will be alot better ones! Love you all and miss you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/100_0153.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/100_0162.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/100_0162.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/100_0162.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/100_0163.jpg"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/100_0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/100_0163.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/100_0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/100_0161.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/100_0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/100_0123.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/100_0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/100_0158.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/100_0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/100_0154.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/100_0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/100_0150.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/100_0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/100_0125.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114444114058465236?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114444114058465236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114444114058465236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114444114058465236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114444114058465236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/04/pictures_07.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114429030312845627</id><published>2006-04-05T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T23:06:22.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S.</title><content type='html'>I have an AOL name now for Instant Messenger it is angelswincher@aol.com&lt;br /&gt;I also have a My Space www.myspace.com/cortneyreneeswincher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114429030312845627?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114429030312845627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114429030312845627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114429030312845627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114429030312845627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/04/ps.html' title='P.S.'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114427551906390116</id><published>2006-04-05T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T19:38:04.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We've made It</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;So we are here in Texas and me and my cousin Reese are sitting in the sunroom because it is very HOTT outside I will get red, no need for that! Everyone else is sitting outside talking and well you know! Actually just got back from driving around in Reese's Mustang! Whoa I want it so bad!  Its about 6:20 or Indiana time 5:20! We have a busy schedual this week Me, Reese, Beth, Hopie, and Seth all have a big day together on Friday because the parents are going out. Texas is having what we call a Jubily Days in Indiana except everyone will be out and it will be BIGGER, so it will be very cool! Shopping tomorrow YEAH, spending MONEY! Well, im going to go outside now! Reesy is tring to get me to transfer all of my college stuff to the TEXAS college and live down here! It is very tempting but you know my life is in Indiana! Well I'll let ya'll go! Love You All! Cortney Renee! Miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114427551906390116?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114427551906390116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114427551906390116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114427551906390116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114427551906390116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/04/weve-made-it.html' title='We&apos;ve made It'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114417638607825778</id><published>2006-04-04T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T14:46:26.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Im leaving</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I thought that i would tell all of you bye! Leaving for Texas today it will be fun! I will get a tan for all of you! Everyone be safe ans have fun! Love you all! Meme remeber! See Ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114417638607825778?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114417638607825778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114417638607825778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114417638607825778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114417638607825778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-leaving.html' title='Im leaving'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114381964665653827</id><published>2006-03-31T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T10:56:15.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TEXAS HERE I COME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Tim-McGraw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Tim-McGraw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/kenny7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/kenny7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/kieth%20urban.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/kieth%20urban.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/georgestraight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/georgestraight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/concerts_rascalflatts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/concerts_rascalflatts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/BradPaisley2013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/BradPaisley2013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've decided to become a country singer become famous and see if any of these hotties like me! Ha! Right!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I guess the one I have will do! Love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114381964665653827?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114381964665653827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114381964665653827' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114381964665653827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114381964665653827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/texas-here-i-come.html' title='TEXAS HERE I COME!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114381390808112521</id><published>2006-03-31T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T09:05:09.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Scared!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/cat%20scared.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/cat%20scared.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So last night I got home about 10:00 and my daddy is on a trip some where else so he didnt come home last night. It was just me mom and hopie. We didnt go to bed until 12:00 I finally feel asleep and my phone rang so I talked on it for a little bit then I feel back asleep and about1:15 I wake up and someone is banging on or side door. I jumped out of the bed thinking it was Ash but by the time I got there they were gone. So i figured it isnt Ash because she has a key and she would use it. So me and momma were up until 1:45 looking around the house becasue it is very scary without a big man there. I was freaking out thinking the worst of things, well who wouldnt. So we still dont know who it was but man to tell you the truth I was soo freaking scared! So onto that what if it was god and you didnt have a key waiting for him to come get you. Its like your locking him out of your life. Just like a while ago someone at chruch went up and was talking about leaving the front porch light on just so god could see his way, why dont we do anything like that? Who leaves a key for god?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114381390808112521?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114381390808112521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114381390808112521' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114381390808112521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114381390808112521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-scared.html' title='So Scared!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114372800577481573</id><published>2006-03-30T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T09:13:26.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It has ended I hope!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/cat%20tooth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 MORE DAYS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Texas is coming!&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEAH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Now it isnt just THE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it is our cousin and Sethy-poo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;So onto the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAR! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Dustin was so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; he quite the war! I am the ultimate&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;winner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Wow,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr. Oakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; thinks that he can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;defeat anyone but I proved him wrong! Well kind-of! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;He put &lt;strong&gt;sewer mud&lt;/strong&gt; crap all over my car and right now it is still on there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So he got lemonaid all over the front of &lt;strong&gt;Black Beauty&lt;/strong&gt; and then saw dust on top of it, then the gross sewer mudd on top of that! Ha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He chased me with a paitball gun, tried to &lt;strong&gt;kill&lt;/strong&gt; me on the 4-wheeler, and then tried to get Amy to go on his side! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The little scaredy cat locked his bedroom doors so I could do anything. He just did that because of &lt;strong&gt;fear!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I think it is all over though! I hope so because all that did to us was put us in a very &lt;strong&gt;bad mood&lt;/strong&gt;! I ended up in a very bad mood last night and so did he! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;It is so crazy how things happen, how things are funny and on point in time but then they turn out to just make you &lt;strong&gt;mad&lt;/strong&gt;! Well, the truth is we called it quits neither of us won. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;We quit because we were just making us&lt;strong&gt; hate&lt;/strong&gt; eachother! WellI am sorry Dust, we are very immamture! Why dont we come up with a new game! Oh yeah, did you find your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;toothbrush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;toothpaste&lt;/strong&gt;? HeHa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114372800577481573?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114372800577481573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114372800577481573' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114372800577481573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114372800577481573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/it-has-ended-i-hope.html' title='It has ended I hope!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114364032585586230</id><published>2006-03-29T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T08:52:05.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/aprilfooltitle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/aprilfooltitle.jpg" width="355" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'VE GOT IT COMING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114364032585586230?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114364032585586230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114364032585586230' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114364032585586230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114364032585586230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/youve-got-it-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114355542728499759</id><published>2006-03-28T08:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T09:17:08.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you's 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bailey: She is in the same position I was in, a BAD relationship. Then a kick butt guy comes around so sweet and kind. He opened the door for her aw, and he calls her his love! Now if that isnt cute what is? Bailey stay with this guy he is what I call a KEEPER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Charis: She is a very hyperactive girl. She has a very loving husband and funny also. Charis I am so happy you found that guy for you beacuse you looked for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Yann: Wow he is, one funny guy. He loves America and he has tons of friends. He just loves and everyones loves him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Chris: Your one AWESOME guy you know how to do about anything. you take care of your wife without quiting. When you put your mind to something you finish it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Tracy: THE CUTEST DOGGY IN THE WORLD BESIDES MAEBELL! You always love hugs and to just talk. I've enjoyed being apart of you childrens lives to! I love you Tracie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Jean: Your actually learning English, and doing a very good job at it. You have a very pretty smile and your so nice, besides when you want to get in a Moutian Dew Fight! I beat you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mirmy: I really dont know what to say about you but, thanks for always being there and for our talks on the couch! I still know who your going to be with the rest of your life! HEHEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sososo Slow&amp;Manu: You girls are my best friends. I can talk to you guys about anything! You two are beautiful and full of God Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Jean-David: All I can say is Love for god, and always made sure I was alright with him. He is a very trusting friend and I am so glad they have someone in France like him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bethy-poo: I've known you forever and dont forget our jumping in the Leaves, rollerblading in your room, and swimming in your pool which we will do that this summer! I love you Bethy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Andy: The best mom, wife, and grandma! Andy remeber SLOPPY 3RDS! HAHA! I love you and thank you for always hugging and loving on me because we all now my momma dont let me hug her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Naomi: She has a love for god and she doesnt stop until she finishes. Your so sweet to everyone and always there for anyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Nana: I MISS YOU SO MUCH! Your my favorite nana anyone could have! We will have to get together some time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cindy: Your one big helper on the whole college thingy! Because it will be tough! Your the sweetest sisster and your a pusher! Love ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Amy: Girlfriend, wanna take this outside? Ha! Your always making me laugh! Whenever your around there isnt ever a dull moment! Thanks for the giggles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Donna: I admire you. you know God like the back of your hand. Your always wanting to do things for god even when you dont want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;There ya'll go hope ya'll enjoyed! Now to my todays post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/redrock525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/redrock525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;So a week from today I leave for TEXAS! YEAH! Im so excited. I get to wake up eat my chocolate chip pancakes put on my bathing suit go layout by the pool get a tan the go get ready and play! I cant wait! No worries but I will be kindda sad! I dont wanna leave everyone but I do wanna leave KNIGHTSTOWN! I cant wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114355542728499759?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114355542728499759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114355542728499759' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114355542728499759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114355542728499759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/thank-yous-2.html' title='Thank you&apos;s 2'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114346917652338360</id><published>2006-03-27T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T10:55:59.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/kissing%20couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/kissing%20couple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So I am going to kind-of do something that My Lisa Marie did except different. I am going to explain how I see these people off of my Blog Roll, Lets get it on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;PBR: He is my papaw because I really never had one. He loves me, he taught me how to be me, he taught me everything I know about God. He taught me how to be patient and how to be a good golfer. He is an awsome Pastor, Coach, and a Papaw! I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Doppie: My sister, we argue about the stupidest things but we have so many memories together! I love her so much, she is the most beautiful person indside and out. She has someone who loves her, She is someone I can run to when I am sad. We sit on my bed and talk utill al hours of the night. I cant saymuch more because I culs go on forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ashy Oakes: I know Ashy your mad because I still call you Oakes, I cant help it it just sticks. You have been the most help of anyone. I call you my counslor because You have helped me through my past. You helped me make it. if it wasnt for you I wouldnt be here today. You are so beautiful and one of these days I will fullfil my needs and look just like you. Ashy dont you change, Matt loves you for you and you guys are great for eachother! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Esther: My little blonde pest. Your so cute, crazy, and like my little sister! Your always happy and i dont think I have ever seen you sad. Your a very loving girl and I love you for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dust: My cutie-potutie! Your my best friend, boyfriend, and my love. Your the type of person I can just sit around with and not be bored! Your always full of excitment and encouragment! You make me feel wanted and Needed! you always make me laugh and we cant forget smile! Even when we are in our fights, its like we arnt even fighting because I cant get mad at you. You love fishing and I never thought I could find anyone that would except me because I love to fish. You want me to be fat and I like that. Thanks for being you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Momma: Wow you get the best momma award! I am as thankful to have a mom like you. Everyone takes there parents for granted(I used to). I am so happy you brought me to God! You a very good mother and you taught me well! Mom, thank you for always pushing me and hanging around! I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;My Lisa Marie: You are just like my mom. When I have no where to go I am right there with you at your house. You take care of me when im all muddy and I need to shower! I loved picking you up because you always have something to talk about. Your one funny girl and your a great friend to my momma!! I am so happy that i am in your life, and I thank God for you everyday. Plus I need more cookies I ate them all, and oh yeah Dust likes them he had some of mine! i love you and thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Meme: Your my best friend. We have the most memories any body could have. Your always there for me and most of all you put me in an awesome mood. No one could ever take your best friend spot! Just remeber your so cute and wear light eyeshadow! Love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Kevy Wevy:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;When your in a good mood your so much fun to hang out with. Your just like a brother I never had! Your always there to talk to and always there to make me laugh. Dont forget your hickish talk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Andrea: BEAT IT! Ha! I had so much fun getting to know you this weekend. Your have made it up to the good friend list! Andrea I just want to tell you to always be yourself and dont change for anyone. Your also one kick butt person to talk to. There isnt ever a dull moment when we are together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Amanda: We actually are just like eachother if you think about it. We both have love for animals, God, and family. I love you little children and i loved taking Amy to your house! Love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I will continue tomorrow! Love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114346917652338360?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114346917652338360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114346917652338360' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114346917652338360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114346917652338360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/thank-yous.html' title='Thank you&apos;s'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114321603804961691</id><published>2006-03-24T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T11:00:38.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday what a crazy day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/cheeseburger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/cheeseburger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So today is going to be very hecktick! I leave school at 11:00 and then I have to go with my cousin to Rushville to help her pick out her senior pictures, the iam picking up amy at school then i have an interview then i pick up lisa then i got to watch a movie then i go to applebee's at 8:00 because all of my friends are going. There will be like 20 of us there but im not going to eat! illl only be there for like 10-20 min. What a crazy day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday- wake up go through prom dresses with an old friend then go to Shelbyville to pick up Andrea then go to Cheeseburger in Paradise then go to Anderson because im in a wedding for a girl that goes to Tri High then Im going to Tracie Kemberlys house to hang out with Amy, or go to the chruch to see whos winning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Sunday- CHRUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;O now me and my awesome friend Eli are just chilling by our selfs in a computer class being completly goofy! There isnt anything going on at school today because everyone but Seniors are on a field trip! So thats all I have for yall today! Lata Tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114321603804961691?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114321603804961691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114321603804961691' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114321603804961691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114321603804961691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/friday-what-crazy-day.html' title='Friday what a crazy day!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114312267382542051</id><published>2006-03-23T08:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T09:04:34.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dun dun dun....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/efail%20tower2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/efail%20tower2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So yesterday was one gay day! First of all the whole boss thing went horribly she made me cry. I am really over Cato. Then I am on my way home and Jimmy Jacobi called me from Iraq! He is doing good but he is down there for 8 more months. He said that it was 4:30 in the morning there and 100 degrees outside. Crazy stuff huh? Today I have my financial meeting at International Business College at 4:30. I have 20more notecards to do over The Beatles. They are due next period. So I need to do them. Tonights youth group so thats what I'll be doing! Well I need to get off her! Love Ya'll! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114312267382542051?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114312267382542051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114312267382542051' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114312267382542051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114312267382542051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/dun-dun-dun.html' title='dun dun dun....'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114303604171266747</id><published>2006-03-22T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T09:00:41.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My poor little baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;So this weekend is going to be fun, but kinda crazy! I really cant wait till this weekend. Friday I have a girlie thing Saturday me and Andrea go out for a girlie day, and Sunday is chruch. It will be fun though. It will keep me from sitting around and thinking. Thats what I do best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/dustin1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/dustin1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/dustin1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My poor little baby's ribs have been hurting him and so I would really appriciate it if you all would keep him in your prayers. I felt so bad for him yesterday because im supposed to be there for him and help him when he isnt doing well but there wasnt anything I could do. It even made me feel worse because he came and seen me yesterday at home when he wasnt feeling well, I should have been the one to go see him. My poor little Dust. So I have to work tonight 12:30-8:30 and my boss has to have a talk with me. Thats just going to make my day great, going to work when I dont want to and then having to put up with getting yelled at. That sounds like fun to me! Well I hope you all are doing ok.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love ya'll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114303604171266747?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114303604171266747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114303604171266747' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114303604171266747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114303604171266747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-poor-little-baby.html' title='My poor little baby'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114294939824673721</id><published>2006-03-21T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T09:15:40.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/radar_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/radar_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Morning snow throughout Central Indiana has topped four inches in some places,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; closing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; schools and hampering the morning commute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Eastern Hancock Co Schools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Greenfield Central Comm Schools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Liberty Christian School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mt Vernon Community Schools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ok so do you see our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charles A. Beard School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Corporation on that list? Um No! This is so freaking GAY! I hope all of you children in those schools have fun making up a weather make-up day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/john%20deere%20kids.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/john%20deere%20kids.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Goh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I really wish that summer would come! This whole snow crap it stupid! I wanna &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to South Carolina so I will always be warm and not have to worry about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wreaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the snow!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I had to post a picture to make my day a little better. isnt that just the cutest thing you've seen? Two little cuties just a driving around in a John Deere thingy. That looks like so much fun, and it also looks really warm there to. Right now im in computer class and watching National Treasure. You see we do alot at my school. Well, I guess I will be stuck at home tonight. I dont have to work anymore because of the snow so I have to find something else to do......HMMMMM I Dont Know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114294939824673721?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114294939824673721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114294939824673721' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114294939824673721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114294939824673721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114260478058322100</id><published>2006-03-17T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T09:13:00.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aleins, or Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/aleins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/aleins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;* Large head which is proportionally much larger relative to its body than the heads of humans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;* Slit for mouth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;* Indentations for nose and ears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;* Hands are webbed with only four fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So can we all guess what Im talking about? Aleins, some of us think that they are real and some of us dont think they are. I personally think that they are fake and very dumb. But some crazy person really thinks hard about them. He thinks that they are totally real and they are all going to come down from the sky and take over our world. Yeah, thats what I said! We had a talk about them for humm, probably a good half hour. I wasnt talking, it was all him for a half hour. I was actually kinda falling asleep. Yeah thats how stupid I think they are. But we all have our own things in life that we think. Like I think that Elvis Presley is still alive but he is just hiding out because his fans were to crazy for him. Or it could also go with my thinking that T-Rex's are still on earth. Who knows? What is your perspective on Aleins?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/hope.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/hope.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now on to a real talk. Last night we talked about relationships. I personally thought it was a very good talk. Some of us didnt. This morning we were all in the bathroom getting ready for our day and Hopie comes in there and she is very upset with me. I didnt really know what I did but I finally figured it out. She was upset that Im trying to explain to her that when I was in my relationship with mean head that it wasnt really good. I gave her an example of how it was for me, "It was like I was in a box that was all taped up and there was no way out, except to rip it open. Thats what I had to do. I thought that, that was what I wanted and it really wasnt. I'm not saying that they arnt perfect for eachother because he is the perfect guy for my little Doppy. All I'm saying is that I dont want her to have to go through the same things I went through. It isnt fun at all. It seems like everything is going to be ok and everything is going so good but really it isnt. Atleast thats how it was with me. I never thought about all the people I hurt and all the friends I lost. When I was at the Oakes yesterday I was looking through Dust's scrapbook and I dont know how the topic came up but we were talking about his suprise 18th birthday party. I felt so bad because I didnt go. I wasnt allowed(and it wasnt my parents you cant go) . I wanted to go so bad but I couldnt be the real Cortney and push myself to go even if it made people mad. So now I wasnt even there for my baby's big 18. I've only made it for half of his 18 year old life. I was so mad at myself because I pushed evryone out of my life and I just wanted to say sorry. Thank you all for staying with me and waiting for me to get out of my taped box. I just want to add that things can be so perfect one day then you finally get hit in the head a notice what is going on. Please I ask all of you teenagers to not make the stupid decisions I did. Now look at me, I'm finally out of all that crap and now I am happier than ever. I have some one that treats me like a princess, isnt controlling, and biggest of all wants me as much as I want him. I thank God everyday for helping me get my life straight and also for all the people in my life. Thank you all. I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114260478058322100?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114260478058322100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114260478058322100' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114260478058322100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114260478058322100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/aleins-or-love.html' title='Aleins, or Love?'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114253607727404076</id><published>2006-03-16T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T14:07:57.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This was my big day with the bestest cousins in the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hannah, Kaylee, and Carson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114253607727404076?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114253607727404076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114253607727404076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114253607727404076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114253607727404076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-was-my-big-day-with-bestest.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114253590580105651</id><published>2006-03-16T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T14:05:05.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/park8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/park8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kaylee the big ol' cheerleader!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114253590580105651?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114253590580105651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114253590580105651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114253590580105651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114253590580105651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/kaylee-big-ol-cheerleader.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114253581071286086</id><published>2006-03-16T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T14:03:30.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/park7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/park7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hannah Bananna is offically a monkey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114253581071286086?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114253581071286086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114253581071286086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114253581071286086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114253581071286086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/hannah-bananna-is-offically-monkey.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114253565147750410</id><published>2006-03-16T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T14:00:51.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Park4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Park4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kaylees bad hair day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114253565147750410?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114253565147750410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114253565147750410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114253565147750410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114253565147750410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/kaylees-bad-hair-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114253556286168228</id><published>2006-03-16T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T13:59:22.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Park3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Park3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Carson the SUPER MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114253556286168228?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114253556286168228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114253556286168228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114253556286168228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114253556286168228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/carson-super-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114253537642370895</id><published>2006-03-16T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T13:56:16.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/park1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/park1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hannna Bannanna Just A Swinging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114253537642370895?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114253537642370895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114253537642370895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114253537642370895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114253537642370895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/hannna-bannanna-just-swinging.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114252296833498917</id><published>2006-03-16T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T10:29:28.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesy But Holy Crap Awesome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/marryme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/marryme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Isnt that just the cutest, most adorable, thing you've ever saw! I saw this on google and I wanted to share it all with you. Wouldnt that just be so suprising. You taking a family vacation and and your man is with you and you guys just want to go to the beach and you walk there and there it is! WOW! I would flip out. I would cry and cry and cry! You have to agree with me that, that would be awesome and so sweet! Also it would be something that you wouldnt suspect and it isnt a normal thing! The guy that did this must have put alot of effort into this sandcastle! Oh it makes me so jelus! Well thats all for today! I actually am having a better day im not so depressed, and i am actually smiling! how ordinary? Thanks for your help Dust! I have to go teach Preschool in Greenfield now so Later Ya'll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114252296833498917?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114252296833498917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114252296833498917' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114252296833498917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114252296833498917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/cheesy-but-holy-crap-awesome.html' title='Cheesy But Holy Crap Awesome!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114243750837334405</id><published>2006-03-15T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T10:45:08.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I think to much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/broken-heart-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/broken-heart-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Latley I have had so much running through my head. Is it really possible to think about so much in so little time? For me it is. I think about things so much I bring myself to depression. I get so worried, but why is life so confusing? Why cant everything be simple like they are supposed to be when your watching a movie? I know that talking to people about your problems help you but what if that person doenst listen? Why does life seem so grand some days but other days it is flat out gay! I've tried to tell myself that I think of things to much, but really im not. Some people dont ever think things through but Im that type of person that has to be on a schedule and always has to think things through. I know I worry about things way to much but just like yesterday someone said to me, "Your stupid for thinking that, and I just need to not freak out." It is so hard thought. Life was great untill a couple of days ago. I started freaking out, worring, thinking, being confused, and ect. Why do people think I give good advise but yet I cant take my own? I have prayed so many nights to be strong and to stop freaking out but it isnt working out as planned. I love you all, and have a nice day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114243750837334405?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114243750837334405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114243750837334405' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114243750837334405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114243750837334405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/do-i-think-to-much.html' title='Do I think to much?'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114234280983609800</id><published>2006-03-14T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T10:47:29.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GQE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/frenchies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/frenchies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/sophie.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/esther.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;PLEASE PRAY FOR ME I HAVE GQE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So while I was waiting for the rest of the students today to finish up there GQE's I started writing a letter to my frenchies! I actually started to get tears to my eyes because I was thinking about how we met them. Why did God want us to know them? My french girls mean the world to me and I dont know what I would do without them. Sophie helpes me out with all of my problems! She is like my best friend that I only see once or twice a year. Esther, my little blonde pest, she always put me in a better mood! I know that she is very upset with me right now but I cant really do anything about it! I love you Esther and Im sorry I hurt you but you know Im still here for you. Manu, the onther crazy chicky-poo! She always makes me laugh expecially when MaeBell chases her! HAHA! Lydie, Aww so beautiful! She has turned into a precious girl! She is so sweet! I love my girls very much and I am so happy that the Lord brought them to our church! I really miss them and I cant wait to see them all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back to the GQE I think I did a good job I looked everything over like 80 times and I think I understood it well! Just please keep praying because I have to do GQE untill Thursday! I love you all PEACE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114234280983609800?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114234280983609800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114234280983609800' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114234280983609800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114234280983609800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/gqe.html' title='GQE'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114225892687858782</id><published>2006-03-13T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T09:08:48.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Betsy LueHoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/water.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So this morning I was on my way to school and as usuall I am on low fuel but that wasnt the worst of my problems. I was driving along minding my own business and all the sudden BAM there was a big puddle or as I should say the water was covering the road, so I slowed down to about 10mph and slowly went  over the puddle of water. Well I guess I wasnt supposed to let go of the gas peddle witch I did and right after I got across it my car wacked out! It started slowing down and would put-put its way put this hill and then I went to turn (because thats the way I had to go) and my steringwheel wouldnt turn, so thankfully God was there with me because I barly made the turn almost hit a stop-sign! So I finally got my car out of the road witch it is totally in a ditch right now! So then though hey, maybe im just running out of gas but nope that wasnt it because I know how Betsy is when she runs out of gas and fo sure that wasnt the awnser. So then I tried calling Seth so he could come get me and he didnt awnser so I called Daddy and told him what happened and he got mad and said, " Cortney you knew better than to take that road! You knew it would be fludded.  Well make sure it is off the road and call someone to come get you." So finally there were cars coming my direction and one was Seth so I jumped out really fast and I was getting ready to get into his car and Then I noticed OH MY GOH MY KEYS!!  Thankfully Denny pulled my fuse for my locks and I didnt lock them in there! Whhooo I sweat that one off! So then I told Seth and Hopie to go on to school so they wernt late and I got into the car with my friend Toni. Now I am at school with my car on the side of the road and I have to go to school in New Castle today! So I'm gunna have to drive Sethys car (witch is a stick shift, but it has an awesome system in it!). So now I dont know what I'am going to do with my car! It is so stupid my car messes up all the time and I'am nothing but nice to her! POOR BETSY LUEHOO! I hope she isnt dead and I just up and left her in the cold!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114225892687858782?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114225892687858782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114225892687858782' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114225892687858782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114225892687858782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/stupid-betsy-luehoo.html' title='Stupid Betsy LueHoo'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114200475641808691</id><published>2006-03-10T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T10:32:36.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This looks like so much fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/jump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114200475641808691?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114200475641808691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114200475641808691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114200475641808691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114200475641808691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-looks-like-so-much-fun.html' title='This looks like so much fun!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114199994685866400</id><published>2006-03-10T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T09:12:26.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little about myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/cortneypink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/cortneypink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some of you already know everything about me. But, Im bored and I have nothing to talk about so, HERE WE GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Favorite Movie: How to Loose A Guy In Ten Days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Small Dream Dog: Miniture Pintcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Medium Dream Dog: Dalmation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Large Dream Dog: Great Dane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dream Car: Yellow Mustang Convertable 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;My Birthday: May 24, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I graduate May 27, 2006 Heck Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I have the BEST DOG IN THE WORLD, Mae Bell Swincher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I hate when people wear black and brown together(fashion disaster)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Trees: oh dont get me started on trees! HEHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'am going to International Business College in September for Medical Assisting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love to watch movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I hate when people almost make us wreck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love when it rains but not to drive in it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love to dance in the rain (weird huh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;My favorite fast food resturant is Taco Bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;My favorite sit down resturant is Red Lobster and Hooters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My favorite color is PINK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I work at Cato In Greenfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I had my belly button pierced but I had to take it out because of surgery and it grew back!! UHHGG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I dont know how to manage my money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I have a crappy car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love my chruch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I want to go to South Africa and stay in a hut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love animals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I want to live in the counrty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I want a farm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love little houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I hate putting on make-up and doing my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love taking showers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I hate brushing my teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I almost weigh 100 pound YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love food, I eat all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I hate working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love to be lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love to write in a notebook about what I am thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love to scrapbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I HATE KNIGHTSTOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I HATE WHEN IM NOT INVITED TO GO WITH MY FAMILY (MOM, DAD, MY LISA MARIE, AND DENNY) TO SOUTH CAROLINA! THATS JUST RUDE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I want to own my own Cortney's Pet Solon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well that was really fun! Ok thats all I would have alot more but yeah know I wont write it all! Love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114199994685866400?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114199994685866400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114199994685866400' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114199994685866400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114199994685866400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/little-about-myself.html' title='A little about myself'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114191299767881720</id><published>2006-03-09T08:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T10:18:01.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hickish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/hick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/hick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Well we all talk in all sorts of ways. Some of us have Country Accsents for example, when you talk it is very hickish, but also very funny and fun to make fun of! It is impossiable to help someone talk like a real American. But sometimes it is just so cute, it makes you smile. Then when they try to make you learn how to talk hichish it really doesnt work. It is like trying to teach a different language. It sure is fun though! Like when they say the days of the week, Favorite, Window, fishing, Creek, napkin, and even just your name! Then it is really funny when you tell them what they sound like and they flip out! "Do I really sound like that? Am I really that Hickish?" Oh but it is great you all should start listening to people and how they do talk. It is amazing how God made all of us so different. Just those little things are so awesome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This is what Kevy Wevy said to me today in English 12!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I'm gunna go down to the crek and do me some fishin and then after I catch me some big ol' bass I'm gunna put me a big ol' dip in!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GET R DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114191299767881720?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114191299767881720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114191299767881720' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114191299767881720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114191299767881720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/hickish_114191299767881720.html' title='Hickish'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114182698901267978</id><published>2006-03-08T08:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T09:09:49.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Think about it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/fingerhead.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"A relationship is like a rose, How long it lasts, no one knows; Love can erase an awful past, Love can be yours, you'll see at last; To feel that love, it makes you sigh, To have it leave, you'd rather die; You hope you've found that special rose, 'Cause you love and care for the one you chose."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me%20manu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%20manu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today a couple of my friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;asked me to get an appartment with them in Penelton(?) They showed me what it looks like how much $ and all the rest of the stuff! You know I wanna get out and leave but not my momma! Im so much of a momma girl. I get momma sick and it is very disturbing! I just need to get over that! She could be so mean to me and be so mad at me one day but I still continue to wanna be around her 24/7 I'm still that little girl that only wanted my momma! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Well right now I'am sitting in my computer class watching this goofy movie that a boy made about a playdough person and he is torchering the poor thing! Watching the poor playdough guy made me think about God. How he was torchered! How horriable life really was, how horriable he was made fun of, but he continued to live life for us! Why would someone do all of that for us? Because he loves us, but ask yourselve this question would you do everything that God did for us? Honestly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114182698901267978?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114182698901267978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114182698901267978' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114182698901267978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114182698901267978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/think-about-it.html' title='Think about it'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114174076438263362</id><published>2006-03-07T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T09:12:44.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That Makes Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Dustindress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Dustindress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/dustin.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/dustin.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is for the one person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;That makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;That makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;That makes me myself&lt;br /&gt;That makes my nerves jump&lt;br /&gt;That makes my face blush&lt;br /&gt;That makes me hyper&lt;br /&gt;That makes my heart race&lt;br /&gt;That knows how to be sweet&lt;br /&gt;That knows what I need&lt;br /&gt;That know what I want&lt;br /&gt;That cares so much&lt;br /&gt;That made me like country music&lt;br /&gt;That made me get a John Deere Shirt (pink one)&lt;br /&gt;That makes sure that I'am good with God&lt;br /&gt;That makes me feel like I'am wanted&lt;br /&gt;That makes me make decisions&lt;br /&gt;That is always there for me&lt;br /&gt;That never makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;That never puts me in a bad mood&lt;br /&gt;That wants me as much as I do&lt;br /&gt;That cares how my day went&lt;br /&gt;That I get butterflyies&lt;br /&gt;Thats make me feel like everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;That makes me feel alright&lt;br /&gt;That makes me feel wanted&lt;br /&gt;That I never get annoyed&lt;br /&gt;That I can stand&lt;br /&gt;That I love to hangout with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it crazy how you can fall and fall and fall some more but then one person can help you get back up and know how to be yourselve again? He helped me. Thank you Baby! Also told you I could do this blog Dust! I do have the courage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114174076438263362?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114174076438263362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114174076438263362' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114174076438263362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114174076438263362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/that-makes-me.html' title='That Makes Me'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114165473016308906</id><published>2006-03-06T08:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T09:18:51.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse Me your Balls are Showing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/pumkin%20sick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" height="160" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/pumkin%20sick.jpg" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So this morning I went down stairs and my lil Ashy was at home. She is not doing so well, she is really sick. I feel so bad for her, I wanna help her but there isnt anything I can do. I feel so helpless. She cant catch her breath, throwing up, and then a very nasty cold. Please pray for her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So I am really bored today. There is nothing to do! I am supposed to write something for some one but I will do that next period! See Yall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114165473016308906?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114165473016308906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114165473016308906' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114165473016308906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114165473016308906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/excuse-me-your-balls-are-showing.html' title='Excuse Me your Balls are Showing'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114140655854928537</id><published>2006-03-03T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T12:22:38.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cortney and Joshy Big Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cortney-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So josh has been very upset latley, poor guy is so sad because of basketball. The awesome Cortney had to come over today to help him to smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Josh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-( little smile at the sight of cortney)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cortney-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Oh JOSH THINGS WILL GET BETTER THEY ALWAYS DO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Josh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;life sucks help me please super cortney!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cortney-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Josh all you have to do is smile dont think of what is behind you look forward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Josh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;WOW! thanks you have been a big help this morning now if you dont mind I have to go to school thank you sooooooo much and please dont mess up my house ight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cortney-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ok Bye Joshy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Josh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Bye Cortney!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Please give Josh some goos advice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114140655854928537?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114140655854928537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114140655854928537' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114140655854928537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114140655854928537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/cortney-and-joshy-big-morning.html' title='Cortney and Joshy Big Morning'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114131389474327921</id><published>2006-03-02T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T10:38:14.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>!~Suspended~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Jail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Jail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Will not work, Talking During Attendance, Kiersten Ebersole and myself commented a crime in school today. I will not be in here for three days now. Tomorrow (which I wont be here anyways) 6th and 7th. I'm not in trouble and it doesnt go on my record but seriously thats gay. Kiersten was laughing and so was I and what the heck we got in trouble for it! SCHOOL IS GAY! Then I said to my teacher, Fine I will go straight to the big guy with this matter. Then he said ok theres another day Cortney. So I'm just gonna keep my mouth shut. The world is great SMILE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114131389474327921?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114131389474327921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114131389474327921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114131389474327921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114131389474327921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/suspended.html' title='!~Suspended~!'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114130901658854017</id><published>2006-03-02T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T09:16:56.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Agian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/holding%20hands.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/holding%20hands.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dont you just wish sometimes you were 4 years old again. How life was so easy when you were little. There were no complications, regret, and you really no problems. I love that picture it remindes me of when I was little and I would always take my little walks. I didnt care about anything only to play. I will always remeber when we had house church at Denny and Lisa's and Ashy, Ash, Hopie, Dustin, and I would always wanna play the witch tickle game in Ashys room. We would ever let Dustin come in there because if we laughed at Ashy she would try and tickle us and it might have been her pulling up our shirts to see our belly to tickle us. Dustin wasnt invited to see our bellys. But then I would feel bad for Dustin so I would take a walk with him outside. I really dont rember half of the things we did or talked about but all I know it was pretty fun I guess or I wouldnt have been nice and walked with him. I do remeber when he walked me to the hitting station. He said, "This is were my dad spanks me, with this wood." I was so afraid of Denny that day. Thanks Dust, I was afraid of your daddy because of you. I really miss being little and having sucha great time. It was awesome! Now you need to listen to these lyrics. This song gets me through my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And she's everything I ever wanted And everything I need. I talk about her, I go on and on and on 'Cause she's everything to me She's a Saturday out on the town And a church girl on Sunday She's a cross around her neck And a cuss word 'cause its Monday She's a bubble bath and candles Baby come and kiss me She's a one glass of wine And she's feeling kinda tipsy She's the giver I wish I could be And the stealer of the covers She's a picture in my wallet Of my unborn children's mother She's the hand that I'm holding When I'm on my knees and praying She's the answer to my prayer And she's the song that I'm playing And she's everything I ever wanted And everything I need She's everything to me. Do you all have a song that helps you get through the day? HECK YEAH LAST DAY OF SCHOOL FOR ME THIS WEEK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114130901658854017?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114130901658854017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114130901658854017' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114130901658854017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114130901658854017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/little-agian.html' title='Little Agian'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114122270268961383</id><published>2006-03-01T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T09:18:24.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last day of February 2-28-06</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Aging_and_Belt_Height.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Aging_and_Belt_Height.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So yesterday was a pretty exciting day, My momma came home (YEAH), I had to go on a drive with my friend Holly, she was having some problems, then I went to pick up Amy Sparks and we went down to Jack and Sues. Kevy Wevy was leaving when we got there and his friend also.  Me, Amy, and Dustin all were just being goofy then Dustin and I took Amy home and then we had to meet Josh Goff in the Graveyard in Wilkonson. We had an emergency talk, crazy is all I can say. Why the Graveyard, who know its Josh. Please keep him in your prayers. THEN I TALKED SOME MORE. Then I went home and I went up to my bedroom and Hopie is crying, she was very upset. So I had to have a little love talk with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It is really crazy how everyone has been needing my help. I used to always go to Ashy Oakes with all my problems, well actually I still do but I mostly dont have many problems anymore life is very great! I do feel bad though sometimes for evryone that has there problems. Im not saying that this world is perfect but if you believe in God it can be perfect. Always pray thats what I did when I was having problems. When people ask you for advise dont forget to put yourself in there position and try to figure out how they really feel. Always remeber there is always someone you can talk to. if you dont believe that there is you can always turn to God. Ashy thank you so much girl for your help when I was having so many problems. You would give me great advise and I know sometimes I wouldnt take it, but babe I really did. I cannot thank you enough. Your such a very Awesome girl and I love you very much. Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114122270268961383?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114122270268961383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114122270268961383' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114122270268961383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114122270268961383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/03/last-day-of-february-2-28-06.html' title='The Last day of February 2-28-06'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114114169372503028</id><published>2006-02-28T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T10:48:13.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumblebee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/bite%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/bite%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh my gosh I am so ready to leave KNIGHTSTOWN. I hate it! All that there is, is everyone coming up to me saying Cortney you know what I've heard? You know what I just dont care anymore! I've decided right after I graduate im outta here! I'm not going to prom because of numerous reasons....Im just ready to leave! I cant wait! I hate this town! I hate evryone in this town and also the crap that goes on! Its all gay! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114114169372503028?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114114169372503028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114114169372503028' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114114169372503028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114114169372503028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/bumblebee.html' title='Bumblebee'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114113605114395253</id><published>2006-02-28T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:15:29.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/badmood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="211" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/badmood.jpg" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/cat%20mad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/cat%20mad.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/stressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So this morning I woke up sooo late! I look like these pictures. Mad, Grouchy, Upset, Dont want to be here, I want to go&lt;/span&gt; to bed, I want to eat, and I need a shower! I love to whine. I just need a little laugh or smile, because so far the day sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Momma Comes Home!! YEAH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114113605114395253?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114113605114395253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114113605114395253' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114113605114395253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114113605114395253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/angry.html' title='Angry'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114079034482733919</id><published>2006-02-24T08:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T09:12:24.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Men trip not on mountains they trip on molehills."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/mmm%20bacon%20and%20eggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/mmm%20bacon%20and%20eggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Why is time so precious? Why when there is a clock in the room you always seem to look at it? Why does it always go so slow when you are doing things you dont want to? Why does it go so fast when you are doing things you love to do? Like for an example when I'am at work time goes by sooo slow! I hate it. Or when school is going on it goes so slow. Why?&lt;br /&gt;To get off of that subject, i am going to ramble on some more. So right now as I speak I'am sitting in class doing nothing as usual but I'am eating a Chicken Sandwich with Cheese, Ketchup, and Mustard(at 9:00 a.m. very bad)! Umm it is very good. Besides the point, there are somethings in life that makes things easier. Like people, or a person, who would you love to be around all the time? Who can you stand all the time? Who do you want to talk to all the time? Well I know that everyones answer would be God but realisticly who? There are some people that just get on your nerves and, some that you could hang around with all the time. Like me I'am very picky! I love everyone but sometimes you just need someone around that you can talk to and that you can stand. Who is yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114079034482733919?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114079034482733919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114079034482733919' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114079034482733919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114079034482733919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/men-trip-not-on-mountains-they-trip-on.html' title='&quot;Men trip not on mountains they trip on molehills.&quot;'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114061695245208747</id><published>2006-02-22T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T09:02:32.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Momma and My Lisa Marie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/mom%20n%20lisa2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/mom%20n%20lisa2.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I cant believe you guys are leaving me! How rude! It makes me so mad that I wasnt invited.....But I guess hanging out with you all could get boring...Ha Just Joking! Well I just hope you guys have fun! Becarefull! Dont do anything I wouldnt do. Get some good tans to show up all us whities! We will all miss you, and you guys better get me something! Call when you get there, also I will take care of Daddy, Denny, Hopie, Dustin, and Seth..... No need for Ashy she already has a babysitter! Ha I love you. Well have fun, tell Virgina I love her. I love you girls be good! Lisa take care of my mom and keep her in line! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114061695245208747?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114061695245208747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114061695245208747' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114061695245208747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114061695245208747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-momma-and-my-lisa-marie.html' title='My Momma and My Lisa Marie'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114053553657615160</id><published>2006-02-21T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T10:25:36.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Renewal_Vows.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Renewal_Vows.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Dont you love family? Sometimes theres arguments, yelling, pushing, shoving, and occasionally throughing hangers at eachothers faces......But we really love eachother! It all changed when Ashy moved out. Everytime she comes home I get all excited. I love seeing her its like I never see her....Well I really dont. Hopey and I are the only ones left. Well actually me, because Sethy Poo is around. He is just like my brother and its really neat. I never really liked Seth because he was dating my little sisster but now we are closer than ever. I think that he is so perfect for Hopey, and everyone loves him. He is a very outgoing guy! Hopey on the other hand is crazy. She loves Sethy Poo and loves to be with him. I never see her without him. What a chick! She did a very good pick! Momma, very touchy subject but she is just like my best friend! She knows all, dont you ever forget that! She will look into your soul and scare the crap out of you. Mom knows everything about me. I can talk to her about everything and I think that, that is very cool. I dont have to hide things from her. Daddy, wow what can I say? Eating good food for him when I'am eating pizza. Then I complain for my chest hurting and he says, " Tomato sauce hurts you Cortney, you need to watch what you eat!" But he is always looking out for me and I love knowing that. Family is a big part in everyones life. We should all notice what we really have, how perfect our lives really are. I thank God for all that he has done for me and my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114053553657615160?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114053553657615160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114053553657615160' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114053553657615160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114053553657615160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-family.html' title='My Family'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114045026444682607</id><published>2006-02-20T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T10:44:24.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mae Bell Swincher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Mae%20Bell%20little.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Mae%20Bell%20little.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mae Bell Swincher, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This blog is for my little girl. She is spoiled rotten, gets whatever she wants, loves to be so cute, she  cries all the time, she hates the cold, she is in love with Bucky, She is almost the big 1 (April 2), and she is also just like my own little girl! I dont know how my life would be without Mae! She means the world to me. The other day Mom and I took Mae and Baby out to go potty and Mae went and she was really cold so she sat right in front of Momma and I and just started crying! It was the cutest thing in the whole world. I treat Mae just like she is a real person. We share everything food, drinks, and even suckers! I would do anything for her and I dont know what I would do if I ever lost her! Baby thinks of Mae the same way. If Mae leaves Baby freaks out. Baby thinks that Mae is her mom! Baby loves her and learnes how to be rotten just like Mae. That day I brought Mae home with me I didnt know what Momma and Dad would do. They fell in love with her. I remeber that the breeder I got her off of they named her girl? Whats up with that? Mae was the only girl out of the whole bunch! The rest were boys! Just like me she is a big baby, little and knows how to get her way! I tought her to be so much like me! I just think God for the little things in life that he gives you! Mae and Me are a team..... No one will break us up! I love you Mae Bell! She is also very pretty in pink!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114045026444682607?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114045026444682607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114045026444682607' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114045026444682607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114045026444682607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/mae-bell-swincher.html' title='Mae Bell Swincher'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114044497187016752</id><published>2006-02-20T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T09:16:12.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/geo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/geo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It has been a very big morning already! I finally woke up at 8:00 this morning when I have school at 8:15! That means I totally went dirty!! EWWW!!! I was bitting everyones heads off this morning....I cant breath, my chest feels like it is going to fall out of my body, once again my freaking car wont start! uhhhgggg what a day! The biggest thing of all, GEO! I absolutly hate that word! That is the car I had to drive today, it hates me I hate it, stick shifts sucks! Why cant Daddy turn the Geo into that green car (picture)? So every other school gets today off but Knightstown doesnt.... I would love to be in the position of those goofy Eastern Hancock goobers! Next monday is our day though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;! Dont you love it when you talk to someone important to you and you hear exactly what you've wanted to hear come from there mouth! How you've waited and waited for ever! How could anyone screw up there lives so much? It is kinda depressing! I've done it, so has someone else. I dont have to pray for that person as much as I did before because God is finally making them notice that there is more to life then that! She is so important to me. I just wanted to die when I've waited for so long to hear her say these things to me. Just three little words...Thats all it took! No more telling her she can do better....no more telling her God has more for her life....and absolutly no more tears! Her life can be so much better now.....She just needs a little push and I cant do that myself. I've tried but it doesnt work all the time. Just pray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; I miss you and love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114044497187016752?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114044497187016752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114044497187016752' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114044497187016752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114044497187016752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-morning.html' title='What a morning'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114018461260604583</id><published>2006-02-17T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T08:56:52.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruining your life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/jesus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Lisa's blog yesterday was very good. I thought that I would put my 2-sense into it though. I would recremend that no one do anything that could ruin your life. Everyone should wait till marage and if you truley love or like that person they will wait to. I wouldnt ever do anything of the sort till marage. It isnt worth it. It is a very beautiful thing to wait till marage. Take Ashy for an example, didnt you all see how she did it? I really kick myself all the time for it. God put me in this world for a reason and not to screw up my life. I used to think that I wasnt ever good enough for anyone because of what I've done but now, I dont think that because I know that it was a mistake and everyone makes mistakes, thats life. I 'm not going to ever give myself to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;ANYONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; until marage and know that that person is the one for me. " It is God's will that you should be sanctifified: that you should avoid sexual immorality." Use your body for Jesus no one else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114018461260604583?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114018461260604583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114018461260604583' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114018461260604583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114018461260604583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/ruining-your-life.html' title='Ruining your life'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114009938235708456</id><published>2006-02-16T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T10:47:16.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>International Business College</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/ibc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/ibc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I get to go to International Buisness College today. Dont know what they are going to do but yeah.... Im excited! I just cant make my mind up on what I want to do! That is the bad part. So many jobs sont pay that much money but you have to go to college. But why go to college and do what you want when it doesnt make alot of money? I dont get it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There is alot of different kinds of music some of us like Country, some of us like Christian, some of us like Rap &amp; R.B., and folk music! I think that the kind of music that we listen to tells about ourselfs. Like me I love it all, I guess I could say I am very flakey! It just depends on my how my day is going and you will know how it is by my music. When I listen to Christian music I need God close to my side, Rap &amp;amp; R.B., I am usually happy or need a jump on my day. Country, I'am in a lazy mood and/or sad, depressed. For an example when I listen to my Carrie Underwood c.d. I usually am very sad or lazy. I dont know I just think that music is a very big part in our world. Today before I went to school I took out my c.d. player and put in the stock radio just so I could listen to a mix of them all I needed to hear all kinds this morning....I dont know why I'm wierd! Well I hope I can hear what people have to say about there kinds of music! Love ya'll &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114009938235708456?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114009938235708456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114009938235708456' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114009938235708456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114009938235708456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/international-business-college.html' title='International Business College'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-114001162271867619</id><published>2006-02-15T08:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T08:53:42.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/WaverunnerCortney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/WaverunnerCortney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So I guess Valentines Day wasnt what I really thought it was going to turn out to be. I really enjoyed it. Dont you love it when you get suprised? I DONT.....someone actually did it to me without me knowing...now that is a miricle! I always find out. I loved it though, very sweet! Thank you again! You make me feel very special!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;On the other hand my Grandma cant get surgery because her heart is to bad....sniff sniff! Somedays I just want to be a Docter to teach them to help a little bit more! It is very frustrating! I know that God has something better for her and he has her in his hands! Thats our great God, For Sure! Also I'am very proud of my mother she is doing very good nursing school! Praise her please (she really likes it)! ha! Well only 2 more days till the weekend!! YES! Have a good day yall! Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-114001162271867619?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/114001162271867619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=114001162271867619' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114001162271867619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/114001162271867619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/yesterday_15.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-113992581563060064</id><published>2006-02-14T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T09:03:35.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Mom%20and%20Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Mom%20and%20Dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Daddy and Momma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-113992581563060064?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/113992581563060064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=113992581563060064' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113992581563060064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113992581563060064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/daddy-and-momma.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-113992565537468801</id><published>2006-02-14T08:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T09:00:55.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/jet%20ski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/jet%20ski.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tonia, Me, Ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-113992565537468801?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/113992565537468801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=113992565537468801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113992565537468801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113992565537468801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/tonia-me-ash.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-113992552286918890</id><published>2006-02-14T08:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T08:58:42.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/sleeping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-113992552286918890?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/113992552286918890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=113992552286918890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113992552286918890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113992552286918890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/me-sleeping.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-113992533889739747</id><published>2006-02-14T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T08:55:38.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me flying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-113992533889739747?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/113992533889739747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=113992533889739747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113992533889739747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113992533889739747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/me-flying.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-113992516146137976</id><published>2006-02-14T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T08:52:41.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/brit%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/brit%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Brit and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-113992516146137976?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/113992516146137976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=113992516146137976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113992516146137976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113992516146137976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/brit-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-113992494270853585</id><published>2006-02-14T08:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T08:49:02.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-113992494270853585?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/113992494270853585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=113992494270853585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113992494270853585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113992494270853585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/family.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-113992481218286244</id><published>2006-02-14T08:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T08:46:52.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/me%20ash%20tonia%20brit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/me%20ash%20tonia%20brit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Tonia, Britney, Me, Ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-113992481218286244?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/113992481218286244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=113992481218286244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113992481218286244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113992481218286244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-113984620295384720</id><published>2006-02-13T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T10:56:42.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mae</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/maebellswincher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/maebellswincher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Isnt she just a doll!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-113984620295384720?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/113984620295384720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=113984620295384720' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113984620295384720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113984620295384720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/mae.html' title='Mae'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-113983999436637249</id><published>2006-02-13T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T09:14:58.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Isnt This just the most Beautiful Pictu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/ashy%20o.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/ashy%20o.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;re!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So this week is going to be very hecktick! Lots of things to do....Homework with Denny.....Hangout.....College Vist......Youth group....WORK....Valentines Day(eww)! While we are on that subject, Valentines Day is a day of expressing your love to another....Well I really dont know what to think of it? Someone told me that it is just a day to spend money on cards...someone told me that its the best day for relationships....but personally I really dont know what to think of it. I loved Valentines day but now its just another day to watch girls/guys freak out over presents. Yeah, so thats my thoughts. Maybe I'll change my mind but probley not.&lt;br /&gt;Another thought....My Lisa Marie, Denny, Momma, and Fasha I will be going to South Carolina with you... You'll never know I'am there (until mom calls to cheak up on me and I'm not there)! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;I really cant wait till May 27, 2006 at 2:30 o'clock! If you all dont know I GRADUATE that day! How exciting! But it kindda isnt. I will have to take care of myself! Now that is scary! Also, I think that it is very cool how God moves. How he tells one person something to get to the other. Now that is awesome! Well, ill see ya'll later! Love ya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-113983999436637249?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/113983999436637249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=113983999436637249' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113983999436637249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113983999436637249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-week-ahead.html' title='What a week ahead'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-113958085009545134</id><published>2006-02-10T09:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T09:15:37.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont Worry, Be Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/happy%20worry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/happy%20worry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Don't worry, be happy Every life we has some trouble When you worry you make it double Don't worry, be happy ho…(Don't worry, be happy yeah)Uh uh uh uh don't worry be happy....I arco place who lay your head Somebody came and took your bed Don't worry, be happy The land lord say your rent is late Hey may have to lit the gate Don't worry, be happy (look at me I'm happy)Uh uh…,don't worry, be happy (I give you my phone no. When you worried call meI make you happy) oh…Don't worry, be happy Ain't got no cash, ain't got no style In gumble gull to make you smile But don't worry, be happy Coz when you worry your face will frown In that will bring everybody So don't worry, be happy…Now then, this song I wrote I hope you learn it note for note (Like good to children) don't worry, be happyListen to what I say in your life inspect some trouble When you worry you make it double Don't worry, be happy.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-113958085009545134?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/113958085009545134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=113958085009545134' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113958085009545134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113958085009545134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/dont-worry-be-happy.html' title='Dont Worry, Be Happy'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-113958027518976012</id><published>2006-02-10T08:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T09:04:35.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*Crazy*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Fart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Fart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I really need some laughs and smiles today. This kinda did it be not much. I have a flat tire so I had to ride to school with Hopie and Sethy (keep in mind it is only and 2 seater). Secondly, &lt;strong&gt;IM REALLY SLEEPY AND I DONT FEEL WELL!&lt;/strong&gt; Thridly I boy named Levi is getting on my nerves! Fourthly, I have a really huge assignment due next period. Fithly, My Jessica Simpson lotion busted in my purse &lt;strong&gt;VERY MAD ABOUT THAT ONE!&lt;/strong&gt; Sixthly I have to work tonight! Uhhgg! I hate knowing that I'am working but I will have to work the rest of my &lt;strong&gt;LIFE! &lt;/strong&gt;Seventhly, I for got to give daddy my keys to work on my car so he had to come here to get then and he wasnt very happy with me.. OOPPSS!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;So I'm trying my best to be in a good smiling mood!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/hurt%20dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/hurt%20dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So my momma has to get a shot in her neck today so keep her in her prayers. Also there was a boy named Cameron and he is at Methodist becuase he got hurt pretty badly last night at a Knightstown game. He is bleeding in the head. For those of you that dont understand that isnt good.  So please pray! I also got asked to be a bridesmaid in a western wedding! That is exciting! Well I hope you all have a good day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HERE YOU GO BIG SEXY- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-113958027518976012?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/113958027518976012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=113958027518976012' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113958027518976012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113958027518976012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/crazy.html' title='*Crazy*'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-113949425244325981</id><published>2006-02-09T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T09:10:52.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Trip to Buffalo Wild Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/buffalo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/buffalo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/buffalo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Buffalo Wild Winds, hmm what can I say? It is cool? Actually I think the boys had funner in there than girls do. They play poker, eat, talk, eat.......EAT! Yeah...I liked it though. I had to see what everyone did after youthgroup all the time so I wanted to try it out. I think that it is very cool how our youth group can get so along. I know that there is always some kind of fight but mostly we all love being together!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I laughed my butt off all night. We do have very funny boys at our church. I love to hear there goofy jokes (that really arnt funny) but it is always the way they tell there jokes. DUNDUNDUN- The BOYS, Dustin very cool but also crazy, FUNNY, and pyscho. For an example we were in Steak N Shake and he went up to Kevin grabbed him and said im gay on no im bi, right in front of our server! It was very funny!! Kevin, the wild man he was all into POKER! Who really doesnt like poker? Joshy, annoying, crazy, funny, and gets into your buisness BADLY. I had to take that crazy boy to the bathroom! He was in trouble BAD! Sethy poopoo- Humm the one who loves to use my MONEY! He is one outgoing, seems like he knew everyone before he meets them, and loves my baby girl! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The GIRLS, Amy haha even though she didnt have a good day yesterday, she was laughing her butt off with me (she always does). Abby, always talking about ZACH...What is he doing, I miss him, I want to see him. YEAH ON AND ON! I love her though she put me in a good mood! Hopie(Doppie)- My baby girl, yes we argue but man I love her! She is so beautifull just like everyone else in my blog! (Yes you all are Hott)! Just remeber, "If you hang with me you have to be in a good mood and have fun!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TADA!&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/14842578-113949425244325981?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/113949425244325981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=113949425244325981' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113949425244325981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113949425244325981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-first-trip-to-buffalo-wild-wings.html' title='My First Trip to Buffalo Wild Wings'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-113941449687516663</id><published>2006-02-08T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T11:01:36.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PuMkIn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Love is like a mountain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hard to climb, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but once you get to the top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the view is beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;TADA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-113941449687516663?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/113941449687516663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=113941449687516663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113941449687516663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113941449687516663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/pumkin.html' title='PuMkIn'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-113941300517777436</id><published>2006-02-08T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T10:52:54.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*People*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/Bambi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/Bambi.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;So the new Bambi II came out and I havent got it yet.....SOSOSO MAD! I just love disney movies there are great. Just because they are make-believe doesnt mean that they dont have good meanings to the story. I learned alot of new things in just one night. Now when I say that I mean WOW! You really never know someone until you talk. I think that we all just need to get out of our boxes and learn some new things about people. It is actually very neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/monkey%20smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Have you ever thought about just smiling? Smiling is the one thing in life I love to do. This dog for an example seems like he just has a great life and that he loves everyone and everything. Would God like you to smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;All that I'am trying to say is meet some new people have some laughs and smiles. It really will make you feel better. I also want to say that God is a very smart man and when he says to do something DO IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Love you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-113941300517777436?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/113941300517777436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=113941300517777436' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113941300517777436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113941300517777436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/people.html' title='*People*'/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842578.post-113932175716561182</id><published>2006-02-07T08:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T09:15:57.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/1600/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4586/1356/320/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today we will learn a couple of things,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The past cannot be changed, the future is still in your power."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I love that saying, it is very true. No one can change you you are your own person. Always stand up for yourself and never let anyone put you down! In that quote I think that everyone can still change if they really want to! Just have God right beside you and believe in him!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Don't let today's disappointments cast a shadow on tomorrow's dreams."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If you are having a bad day, just smile it helps I would know. Think about what you have, some people dont have everything that you have! Dont be in a bad mood there is so much more in life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Somewhere there's someone who dreams of your smile,and finds in your presence that life is worth while.So when you are lonely, remember it's true Somebody somewhere is thinking of you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This is the one quote that gets me through everything. It is so inspirational. It really explains itself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Always remeber there is someone that loves you and gave you life. Have you told him you loved him today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14842578-113932175716561182?l=cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/feeds/113932175716561182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14842578&amp;postID=113932175716561182' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113932175716561182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14842578/posts/default/113932175716561182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cortneyrswincher.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-we-will-learn-couple-of-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Cortney Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316903535959043833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/96916742_1d79992361_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
