<?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-4199474534091060884</id><updated>2011-09-21T08:15:37.472-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside the Life of Garrett</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-894230183129271981</id><published>2011-08-06T00:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T00:45:41.718-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor.... The Women Of My Dreams!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--R3jrmdYQaY/Tjzi6-SxYII/AAAAAAAAAIk/67XXBOvNtvk/s1600/imagejpeg_3_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--R3jrmdYQaY/Tjzi6-SxYII/AAAAAAAAAIk/67XXBOvNtvk/s320/imagejpeg_3_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637630336343040130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;where ever i've been , where ever i go, you must know its always been you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one compares, or has ever come close to how i feel about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent years looking in all the wrong places forcing myself to try and be happy with different faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slowly i learned from each and every heart break exactly what it would take to be your man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish i could have done things differently but that was all part of the plan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the man above was preparing me so one day i could take your hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To say your amazing doesnt do you justice, you are so perfect in every way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your beauty and smile is far beyond anything i could compare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its always been you , its always been me, Im glad i dont have to search  any longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For what i have found is the women of my dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No longer see the past, only see the present and the treasures that the future waits to cast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be amazing with you by my side, I am truly blessed you have changed my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simply said and simply done, its only three words ..... I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-894230183129271981?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/894230183129271981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=894230183129271981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/894230183129271981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/894230183129271981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2011/08/taylor-women-of-my-dreams.html' title='Taylor.... The Women Of My Dreams!'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--R3jrmdYQaY/Tjzi6-SxYII/AAAAAAAAAIk/67XXBOvNtvk/s72-c/imagejpeg_3_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-8204834548315257068</id><published>2011-05-18T04:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T04:46:36.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Title</title><content type='html'>The years keep passing, The days and nights grow shorter. &lt;div&gt;The summers just a gasp of air, the winters hold tight with its frozen fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How much longer will i search, When will i know where i am?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How will i know im there? Is there a defining moment ain ones life to know you have found it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It being happiness, humble, promise and truth. Will the sunshine upon my face?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will the world glow or stop in time and for a moment just be me embracing this new place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it wrong to always dream? Hope for more than everything you have had?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not more than your means but more to know who you are and where you belong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right when you think you know who you are you realize theres still so much more to you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That hasnt been discovered yet. I feel lost just wading in time. Never knowing what it is that i am supposed to find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can feel it its deep inside maybe its completely letting go and letting everyone inside. For this feeling scares me because I have been  one to always embrace the unknown. But for now my head spins like the cosmicly unknown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-8204834548315257068?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/8204834548315257068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=8204834548315257068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/8204834548315257068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/8204834548315257068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-title.html' title='No Title'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-7762395209956938712</id><published>2011-04-21T22:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T22:56:20.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Man of Steel</title><content type='html'>You are my Superman, The man of  steel. &lt;div&gt;You bend but never break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You walk it off and never complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You walk strong even if the world around you is crumbling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have always been the epitome of strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have always been my hero and the rock in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one i know who is there no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You re-create yourself stronger than before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People can only imagine the life and the walk that you have taken this far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pure of heart always doing what you thought was best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For that you cant fault you were being your own man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proud to call you my dad, my father, my hero, my Superman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-7762395209956938712?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/7762395209956938712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=7762395209956938712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/7762395209956938712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/7762395209956938712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2011/04/man-of-steel.html' title='Man of Steel'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-6484270735635233330</id><published>2011-04-06T16:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T17:08:37.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>Its Wednesday!!!!!!!! yeah yeah yeah yeah! You know what that means?! Its hump day! Woooooo! Great day if your getting your HUMP ON!!! that I WILL not be participating in on a day such as today! Today i went for a run and well I did run. It was not easy but i managed i did have to stop a few times but hey its like the second time i tried all year. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The weather has been nuts. It has rained, snowed, been sunny, Now its overcast and grey! Think this weather is a lil bipolar.I have Lost 28 lbs so far on this current weight loss but i dont think i have been this motivated since i was in high school. It really is a great feeling. I got a video from britt today that had kambrie saying uncle Gerty over and over it was awesome it really put a smile and warmth in my heart. I have been down the last couple days cause of a lil broken heartedness. Thats why i am just swearing off love all together lol If that mythical thing is going to find me its going to have to pass through hell fire and brim stone cause well im just not looking for it and my luck with it is close to shit lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i was in baseball I would be batting .000 thats how good my ratio is. I guess i did get married once but also divorced so i guess that may put me in the negative column haha.Its all good im much happier single. I like that when you are single married people think they have all the answers. Everyones situation is different but they dont understand that!. Anyways its Katies birfday so we are going out to eat at ihop so hopefully they do have some healthy food items on the menu. But i have to run, So TTFN!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-6484270735635233330?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/6484270735635233330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=6484270735635233330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/6484270735635233330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/6484270735635233330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2011/04/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-4475588165414253599</id><published>2011-04-05T00:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T00:10:47.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2011.... Old Garrett Gone</title><content type='html'>Well its been a minute since i have actually posted whats going on! To be honest alot is gone on, and nothing is going on alot! 2011! can you believe it? I know i cant. I remember spray painting 2000 on the fence outside our town homes. Crazy how time fly's! I will turn 27 this year, here in a few months. Kind of a scary thought honestly, But exciting at the same time. In 2011 so far what i have learned or have done is find some damn motivation. I started the HCG diet and yes i have heard all sorts of stuff about it. You know what I really dont give a shit what other people say about it so far i have lost 27 lbs! I'm on day 24 and along with the weight loss i have felt life changes within myself. And much needed. have made a choice to be healthier and stop my old habits. I am as of today decided to start developing a business model and plan for the company i want to create. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 2011 has been fun and frustrating, disappointing and aggravating with a dash of heart breaking. Its really true that alot of people for better or for worse leave footprints and imprints on our hearts and more so on are souls. I had the chance to spend 10 days with an most amazing individual. She has been a blessing to my life and i hope that we have years of friendship in our future. She is a bright person and has a spirit about her that everyone just falls in love with. Where would i be this year with out her i have no clue. I will figure that out as i will be making my journey with out her because we have decided to just remain friends. But my heart will always beat dearly for her. YOU are AMAZING dont EVER FORGET THAT!!!!! (yes im yelling jukebox)!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I have applied at a few more destination jobs so maybe one will come through. I do have intentions to play semi- pro football next year. So i am determined to lose more weight and get some muscle bulk back on me and DO WORK! I really have a great life even though im unemployed and have no vehicle lol  But none the less i love my life family and friends and thats all that matters anyways!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-4475588165414253599?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/4475588165414253599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=4475588165414253599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4475588165414253599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4475588165414253599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2011/04/2011-old-garrett-gone.html' title='2011.... Old Garrett Gone'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-5856012944429644638</id><published>2011-04-03T21:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:50:10.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We lye here tonight, Brush the hair from your sleepless eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watch the moon glisten through the raindrops on the window pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gentle moments, Simple wishes, Caught in this moment. One so rare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A heart will break, I will be there, try to comfort the simple undoing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tears will fall leaving a trail of memories running down your cheek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With one wipe, you soak away all the little moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The smile is a mask, your pain can be seen far beyond. The let down you really cant burry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kiss your cheek, Slowly say goodbye for this is the last moment of our memories that you will cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-5856012944429644638?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/5856012944429644638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=5856012944429644638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5856012944429644638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5856012944429644638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2011/04/moments.html' title='Moments'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-4115766276943898817</id><published>2011-04-03T01:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T01:49:36.327-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn</title><content type='html'>One day your world will burn, You'll lye in the ashes of the fire you churned.&lt;div&gt;Spreading the fire with your greed and evil desire. We will watch as your world burns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The green temptress has never played a part for those who are true and have a pure heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your open mouth only spills lies, Your eyes cant deceive the monster that grows inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The monster grows as you feed on the temptress, your eyes turn green your thoughts are not clean. For you shall see that the monster you grow will eat you alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember the days of the light, Because on that day we will watch you burn, no longer can we help for these are your coals that you churned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-4115766276943898817?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/4115766276943898817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=4115766276943898817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4115766276943898817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4115766276943898817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2011/04/burn.html' title='Burn'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-7738423752551841843</id><published>2011-01-18T17:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T17:16:09.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Endless Rain</title><content type='html'>Suffocated by the constant rain and dark skies&lt;div&gt;Nothing seems to be enough to shine some sun on these days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stuck in a house concealed in these walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The negative vibes tear through the soul &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't seem to escape to the world outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Want to take a breath of air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but feels like my lungs have collapsed as my world is up in the air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching it all come undone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's the hero when will it all change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the world I see is burning in flames&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lives torn to never be left the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots given up all lost in this rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon I feel ill br drowned in this rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-7738423752551841843?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/7738423752551841843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=7738423752551841843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/7738423752551841843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/7738423752551841843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2011/01/endless-rain.html' title='Endless Rain'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-8530226152656417365</id><published>2011-01-12T21:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T21:33:59.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Feeding</title><content type='html'>Trying to see this world behind a different lens. Its hard when others cant seem to lift the cloud from there eyes.&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; For they live with all these sheltered lies. Its not the only way, for your judgements will only plague you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theres more to this than what you speak my friend. You disagree with how i am, For i would not judge you because of how i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I let you live never telling you it wrong. At every chance you try to shove it in my face and down my throat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant keep choking for your grip can not with stand the power that is this man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your trying only pushes your hand, Sends me farther away to the black whole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you would like to feed the fire continue to do so, but in the end you will be the one wondering where i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-8530226152656417365?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/8530226152656417365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=8530226152656417365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/8530226152656417365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/8530226152656417365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2011/01/keep-feeding.html' title='Keep Feeding'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-2183035705969532529</id><published>2010-12-23T17:50:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T18:08:01.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure Chest</title><content type='html'>Never know where you might be, So patiently waiting for you to catch me.&lt;div&gt;Looking for answers and scrambling through these scenes, Every day becomes a challenge for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Know i am not alone, your search must be the same, makes you wonder if it will ever be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope drives me, Fear keeps me from these things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Closed off to the world, the treasure locked in a deep chest. Bound by words haunted memories of the past.Will you have the patience to dig to the deepest of depths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not simple and the puzzle is a complicated task, For the right person the grip of the pain will soon subside, for it will be a fight that will stand the test of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; All good things come in time, the wait has been long and complicated at best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the frustration of the search keeps me locked in swells of the oceans nest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here i wait the time will soon come, i will be ready to escape with your from this nest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; the time of the wait will seem to have never exist, For the best times will sure be a plenty, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;as we rise from the nest. The swells shall subside, the dreams of days of loneliness will come to rest. We shall soar to the sky's always looking down upon the travels that lead to this. Appreciation for what was, Will keep us humble and ready for the next test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-2183035705969532529?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/2183035705969532529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=2183035705969532529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2183035705969532529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2183035705969532529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2010/12/treasure-chest.html' title='Treasure Chest'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-4686448493490021861</id><published>2010-07-27T21:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T21:44:14.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning a New</title><content type='html'>Its been over a month and I'm actually surprised how much i have been enjoying Washington. I wasnt sure how it would be when i  left Montana but i knew it would be better than what i had going on there. I actually feel like im right where i am supposed to be and doing exactly what im supposed to be doing. Since moving well its been a work in progress over the last 3 years. I have been on a search for god. Had been praying and praying cause i could feel something was missing in me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; So since moving back i have started to attend church. Been 3 weeks in a row and prior to that had not been in 6 yrs. It feels amazing to let your self open up to something and just soak it in. I feel so happy that i have accepted god in my life and i honestly feel like a new man. I still have along ways to go but slowly am becoming the man that i have always wanted to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; So in between now and the next time i write i will have been to utah to help brittany and danny pack. Than to montana and grabbing my stuff lol. This summer has been sooooo busy  but its been good i will keep yall posted on how im doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-4686448493490021861?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/4686448493490021861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=4686448493490021861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4686448493490021861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4686448493490021861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2010/07/beginning-new.html' title='Beginning a New'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-2558374339289170839</id><published>2010-07-05T10:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T10:31:36.521-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Forward</title><content type='html'>Alright so its July 5, 2010. New place.... well old place but back home i guess you could say. I was going to move back in May of this year but didnt due my feelings for other people. I dont regret it and have learned a few things from those expiriences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In the last month I had been living in Montana. Went to Cali june 11th went back to montana june 19th moved to washington June 20th, Than June 26th we left for utah and made an over night stop in Idaho. We left utah the 2nd of July and went through Idaho and Oregon. Arrived back here on the 3rd of july. So thats how my summer has been so far. I will be making it back to Montana here in the next week or so to grab my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am in Washington for the time being to see where my dads company will take me. Its been nice being back in the area where i grew up as a kid. It doesnt feel like it once did and isnt a place i would like to stay forever so for now this is just another pit stop along my journey of life. I am excited for the new opportunities that the future holds for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So thats all that has been going on hahah there is lot more to the few typed paragraphs but they really dont need to be said. Live Love And Learn thats all we can do. Until Next time stay classy san diego.... im Gerty?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-2558374339289170839?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/2558374339289170839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=2558374339289170839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2558374339289170839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2558374339289170839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2010/07/looking-forward.html' title='Looking Forward'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-7194418755467548833</id><published>2010-06-24T12:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T12:28:50.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Setting Free</title><content type='html'>Try to understand why you walked away, May never see it or what it was all worth.&lt;br /&gt;I will do my best to figure it out, Not be bitter and shut my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Treating you so well was not enough to remove the feelings of the days you wish you could have my hugs.&lt;br /&gt;I will always care there is no doubt there, But the damage has been done.&lt;br /&gt;You walked away with out saying a word said you were taking a breather and than i heard the words.&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was going to happen only a matter of time, It doesnt ease the pain cause your all i had wanted.&lt;br /&gt;I feel week for loving so much, giving my all and now being crushed like i was smashed by a truck and crumbling like a brick wall.&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry now i will be fine this is my life and i always come out right.&lt;br /&gt;The scars will be there no matter what but one day someone will heal them and thats what this is all worth.&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget you my dear friend but this is my strength and letting go is stronger than holding on.&lt;br /&gt;You will see no matter what guys like him wont change but there words to get you to come back around.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy what you have and what you had because i will be walking tall knowing i was the best you could have ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish you luck and all of the best i will miss you my friend im still here even if you dont want me till the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-7194418755467548833?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/7194418755467548833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=7194418755467548833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/7194418755467548833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/7194418755467548833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2010/06/setting-free.html' title='Setting Free'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-6574875155890836752</id><published>2010-05-08T12:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T13:20:50.948-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Road of Broken Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S-W3c3Z1MVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/sn7kAlBPzV4/s1600/brandon20bradley20-20broken_dreams+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S-W3c3Z1MVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/sn7kAlBPzV4/s320/brandon20bradley20-20broken_dreams+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468979029047849298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking this road of broken dreams remembering the past and how the scars still bleed. The pain near gone the tears dried up. The distant memories that fade like a spring creek that disappears with a summer sun.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday is a new growing wiser and strong. Seeing life  as it is , No longer covered with a life consumed by fog. Not seeing the future is no longer an option for the burdens I've carried are no longer a disaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walk the road of broken dreams. But for a man with a past its only a new beginning. With a mended heart and life full of passion. New dreams start to open life for a new direction. Today is just the beginning of my first step off the path of broken dreams.  The rest is still to be written.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-6574875155890836752?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/6574875155890836752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=6574875155890836752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/6574875155890836752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/6574875155890836752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2010/05/road-of-broken-dreams.html' title='Road of Broken Dreams'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S-W3c3Z1MVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/sn7kAlBPzV4/s72-c/brandon20bradley20-20broken_dreams+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-5037642899063520158</id><published>2010-05-07T15:43:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T15:58:14.301-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S-SLgOFghXI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Oafvyfpg1m0/s1600/montana_mountains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S-SLgOFghXI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Oafvyfpg1m0/s320/montana_mountains.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468649233187898738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its people like you that keep me carrying on. The once in a lifetime  friend that makes you believe everything in this world hasn't gone wrong.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of nowhere you befriended me. Slowly walked across my heart and thats where you will always be. Not matter where life takes me i will never be more than a phone call away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just one look into your eyes and i can see your passion for life, Your caring demeanor and how you always want to make everything right. Its truly been a blessing to have you in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know your goals and some of your dreams. I hope you achieve every single one. If any one can do it you would be the one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I write this to hopefully make you smile. Wether you are sad or happy it doesnt really matter. Its just a reminder that your amazing and that you will always matter to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-5037642899063520158?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/5037642899063520158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=5037642899063520158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5037642899063520158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5037642899063520158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2010/05/friend.html' title='Friend'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S-SLgOFghXI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Oafvyfpg1m0/s72-c/montana_mountains.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-2367675111937113659</id><published>2010-04-21T21:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:27:17.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S8_QHgD0osI/AAAAAAAAAGo/esrxZaFLBzo/s1600/elk_in_mist_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S8_QHgD0osI/AAAAAAAAAGo/esrxZaFLBzo/s320/elk_in_mist_copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462813700307329730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been six years since you passed away, Went back home to be with family and loved ones that we have lost along the way. Not a day goes by that i dont think of your name. I can feel you all around. Life hasnt been the same since you went away. We all keep growing and striving for better things. It makes things easier when i know your there helping push us through another day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Hard to believe its been this long since i have heard that laugh. Been called shit for brains or pecker neck, how i long for those days. The love and strength you exuded will never leave the air. I miss the days walking into the house, you  holding you coffee and a funny little grin on your mouth. Hugging you so dear wish i could have never let go, Wish i had a video camera every time that you were near. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; For grandpa your my hero, Its hard to hold back tears of the endless love that is still so clear. I walk every day with my head held high knowing that i am trying to be like you with every stride.  You helped me in so many ways within this life even after you passed i still learn from lessons that you taught me when i was just a young man. I pray one day we will be back together and till that day you will live in all of our hearts forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Love ya gramps, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Garrett-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-2367675111937113659?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/2367675111937113659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=2367675111937113659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2367675111937113659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2367675111937113659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2010/04/6-years.html' title='6 Years'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S8_QHgD0osI/AAAAAAAAAGo/esrxZaFLBzo/s72-c/elk_in_mist_copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-4651856126991241517</id><published>2010-02-25T21:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:49:33.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy Howdy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LCRS7CY0cJA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LCRS7CY0cJA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well this again will be like another recap haha. Lets see since the new year i moved in with my brother his buddy dan so that makes three bachelors in one place. We all know what that means... Lots of ass, balls, and smells. But normally leaves for an entertaining evening on most nights. We have one dog named Willy.. he has been expensive and chewed up a few things of mine. For some reason he had it out for me when he first got here but i think we are doing better now. Lets see what can i tell ya about Dan? Dan is a good guy, the end! Just kidding Dan is a joke maker a drooper and the editor of our films and the chef of the house and the lonesome moonwalker that we have in Kila, Montana. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We all know chris my baby bro, the pain in the ass Lag screamer haha jk well about the pain in the ass he really is a lag screamer. (yes gaming term for those who dont know) He recently invented the bouncing bandalier and no you do not want to see this it is disturbing. I invented the bandalier and it was bad than now add a bounce and its a deadly combo. He also snores so no its not just cause i have a lil more meat on my bones it runs in these genes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; And now to me well what can i say im the big sexy the elly in smelly the ug in ugly ... wait WTF im writing about me. I am sure you all know me well enough that i am generally the one starting the stupid shit that might happen that involves skin. Cause for some reason i am comfy in my fat suit. But we are just having fun gaming it up and working. Its been fun and look forward to more fun and exciting events that may transpire on tape. Now get your gameface on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-4651856126991241517?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/4651856126991241517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=4651856126991241517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4651856126991241517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4651856126991241517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2010/02/boy-howdy.html' title='Boy Howdy!'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-879708389795704462</id><published>2010-01-27T00:59:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T01:14:57.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Montana Ice Fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S1_1-1508PI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Bp86v4J77lk/s1600-h/kc+and+hore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S1_1-1508PI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Bp86v4J77lk/s320/kc+and+hore.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431330135602426098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S1_16ce7HMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JCEIXXM9wi4/s1600-h/me+at+boot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S1_16ce7HMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JCEIXXM9wi4/s320/me+at+boot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431330060059221186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S1_12HSctZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/TNgpmAvSI7Q/s1600-h/mcgregor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S1_12HSctZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/TNgpmAvSI7Q/s320/mcgregor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431329985650275730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howdy my fellow followers! Its been awhile since i last posted anything so figured i would get something up here. Recently had a day off on last friday and Casey, Horelick and I decided to go out to MCgregor and do some good ol fashion ice fishing. Well i guess you could say not so ol fashioned.  Here is why....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Horelick bought a underwater panning camera. It was pretty cool seeing all the fish come up and mess with ur jig and what not. But the one that i actually caught was in to deep of water and we did not have the camera set up lol. I was actually tired of not having any bites so i told casey i think i may actually switch it up. Which i never do i usually stick to what has worked for me in the past so i am prepping the other jig and get it all ready. I than start to real up and i get about 4 or 5 reels in so im probably sitting at about 75 ft. of water right now and BOOM!!!! My hand slips off the real and casey is looking at me like you have got to be Fu**ing kidding me. ( he may have actually said it lol) and takes a minute or two to bring him up.He shot off twice back under the ice which you should not let happen cause it can but the line with the bottom of the ice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Horlick did his usual and made fun of me lol He is just jealous cause i always out fish him. Going to a derby with casey and horelick and lots of others from feb 19-21 so should be good times. Oh yea the ice was about 4-6 inches thick  and was kind of nuts walking and u could see feel and hear it crack right under ur feet. Well till next time stay classy san diego!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-879708389795704462?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/879708389795704462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=879708389795704462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/879708389795704462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/879708389795704462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2010/01/montana-ice-fishing.html' title='Montana Ice Fishing'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/S1_1-1508PI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Bp86v4J77lk/s72-c/kc+and+hore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-1335069877498227718</id><published>2009-12-12T23:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T23:39:11.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Few Months</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since my last post so i guess i better update this and let everyone know how its going. Crazy how life sometimes like it goes by so slow but when you look back at it just cruises right on by. So Sometime in October i moved into Kalispell and now live with my sister and Casey. Its been great and i really appreciate them for wanting me to be here and all the fun we have. I think it works cause we are all so close and have so much fun together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Work has been nuts i was getting promoted than not and back and forth lol my bro got promoted so im happy for that. Hopefully May will roll around and i can go do the forest thing. Work has been nuts with all the holiday shoppers. Black friday is always crazy and did all my holiday shopping under 150 bucks so im pretty stoked about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Looking forward to lots of ice fishing lots of gaming and hopefully snowmobiling this winter if we can get em fixed. I have not been myself think just do to stress and the time of year it seems to bring the stress with it for some reason lol. But that is life and just got to roll with the punches. But just figured i would give a quik update cause i must go to bed tomorrow is the first day of ice fishing Do Work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-1335069877498227718?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/1335069877498227718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=1335069877498227718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/1335069877498227718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/1335069877498227718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/12/crazy-few-months.html' title='Crazy Few Months'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-5752244281844400719</id><published>2009-10-12T21:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:55:03.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap!</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a very busy couple months and nearly two months since i last blogged. Seems like life can just take over sometimes and you dont have time for the little things that you once did. September was crazy and felt very Hectic. I was moved to cash office at target and had been training in that new position along with new roles and responsibilities with in the store. It was a little unnerving at first but after i got a grasp of the new skill i was learning i feel confident and not to worried anymore. Just one more step to making myself more valuable to my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; October well started out rough. My Uncle Chris was killed in a car accident on October 4th. It was very draining and hard to handle. He was one of my two uncles that i really cared for and really knew. I have been having a hard time sleeping cause i think about him so much at night. On the 7th i flew out to Washington State to be the best man in a good friends wedding. Was a nice little ceremony which i think they should be family and friends. It was in Elbe Washington in a little white chapel a historic 100 + year old chapel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After the wedding i went and stayed with my dad and his wife. It was really good to see them i really enjoyed it. We went to the high school football game and my dad is a coach so i was on the sidelines. It brought back a ton of memories from as far back as i can remember. Helping my dad with what he needed to do and just watching and feeling the joy of football but also had so many other feelings.  I dont think i could have asked for a better trip the football game was perfect and i really needed it. Was so good to be back on the field and around that atmosphere. Was so amazing being out there with my dad i dont think i can tell you really how i felt. But it was amazing and i loved it. Its the little moments in life that all come back and connect that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All in all this is my life and i am living it to the best of my abilities. I find each day i love my family more and more everyday. I dont know what i would do with out them. I truly have started to appreciate the meaning of family.  I have had a strong feeling in my life that has me to start persuing a stronger relationship with god. I finally feel like i am at a point in my life where i know i need him and want him in my life. So when my sis moves up this weekend i will hopefully be able to start going to church with them. But just loving life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-5752244281844400719?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/5752244281844400719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=5752244281844400719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5752244281844400719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5752244281844400719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/10/recap.html' title='Recap!'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-5951277179265596888</id><published>2009-08-18T21:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:09:36.481-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Grandma Abney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/Sot6-IlahhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/8A6uFt0YpA0/s1600-h/my-heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/Sot6-IlahhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/8A6uFt0YpA0/s320/my-heaven.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371522188444337682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today marks the six year anniversary of my grandmas passing. I thought it would be good to remember her or talk about her since she has been on my mind. Grandma Abney well what can i say? She was a tiny women who gave birth to my aunt, my father and uncle. She left this world to and returned to heaven on August 18th 2003, brittany's b-day. Sorry for britt bad things always happen on her b-day but they will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was an amazing women, she was very strong willed and could be very stubborn but you would have to be if you knew my grandpa. Growing up i never really felt close to my dad's parents but they were always around i guess i felt that way because we did not get the materialistic thing from them that you want as a kid. Growing up and seeing how things were and what i did and what i could have done differently come at the speed of light. I seem to think about everything now days and try to better myself from these expiriences. Tonight i was thinking about her. And what we had been through together and as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my teens in highschool i lived with her, Well my sister Brittany and I. I will be the first to tell you i was a pain in the ass. I can see myself as a unapprciative punk teenager and know that i was not easy to deal with. I remember being so angry that she made me go to school on several occasions when i was sick and puking all night. But i realize now it was because she was trying to get me to toughen up and be the man that she wanted me to be. The pain or sickness was nothing remotely close to what she had endured or was enduring at that time. She was very very sick and i was so angry about everything in life. If i could tell her today i would tell her thanks. She played a big part in bringing me up even though i did not see it at the time. She took me to church kept food on the table and made sure i was taken care of all just because i wanted to play football in washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sacraficed alot for me and over the years that has become clearer. I wish i would have appreciated it more than as i do now. But i guess thats all in part of growing up and becoming a man. I dont ever really remember or recall her ever saying i love you to me as a kid. I am sure she did but i never paid attention to that stuff like i do now. I remember her playing piano for my dad in the "White Room" and i always enjoyed that they would sing and she played it so beautifully. She was very musically talented. And was an amazing cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not there for her funeral but i did get to see her before she passed. We had a family reunion for her like she always wanted. I really think we need to have one again in her honor. Family is important and Family was a huge importance to her.  I remember seeing her on that bed and my dad says Garrett is here... and she started to cry. It was the first time i had really seen her show any emotion and it made my heart sink. I wished on my life that i could have done something for her but it was just her time to leave us. I held her hand and she said she was proud of me. I remember telling her i love her for what i think was probably my first time and giving her a kiss on the forehead. I watched the tears stream down her face. I never showed it much when i was lil or when i was a teenager but i loved that women. She was family and had done so much for me and it was so hard to see her in that state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember living in utah and finding out she was sick and going to my room and crying and praying for her to live a long life that we needed her. And she lived for many years after that. I feel like that prayer was answered but at that time it was her place to go back and be with our father in heaven.  I wish she could be around to see me have kids and to see me grow as a man.  But i know she is watching down on me from heaven. The people i have lost close to me i still feel stronger and stronger everyday like they are helping me push and pave my way to becoming the man that i need to be.  Grandma was a beautiful loving women and i miss her so much and wish i could tell her thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say that every passing day i appreciate my family more and more.... Its amazing how important family is cause its the only real thing you have in this life. Dont hide the feelings let your family know you love them because everyone deserves to hear that. My family is all over the place but plays a very pivotal part in my life even if we dont get to see or talk as much as we should or need to. I love you grandma, you will live forever in all our hearts and memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-5951277179265596888?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/5951277179265596888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=5951277179265596888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5951277179265596888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5951277179265596888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/08/remembering-grandma-abney.html' title='Remembering Grandma Abney'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/Sot6-IlahhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/8A6uFt0YpA0/s72-c/my-heaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-4347703501619571685</id><published>2009-08-05T20:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:13:50.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>25 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SnpJ7x27q_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/-ISAF-rhA40/s1600-h/abneys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SnpJ7x27q_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/-ISAF-rhA40/s320/abneys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366683197310217202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On August 6th 1984 at 10:31 p.m. Is when i physically started changing lives here on earth! And i have not looked back since been doing work since i was just a lil chap running around in aqua socks, parachute pants and a mullet. Simply because thats how i roll. Just kidding!  Twenty five years i have been living this life and every passing day i become even more greatful for the next. This life could end at any moment and if that were to ever happen i want to go out with people having a smile on there face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blessed with a great family sure it has not been perfect not even close but its my family and thats why its so special. I was blessed with a loving mother and father. Two blood sisters and a blood brother. And two half sisters. I have had amazing grandparents and so many great memories. From all of these people i have learned varoius things about life and just morals and what not over the years. A few things i believe in and pride myself on is working hard, always being respectful, always be honest... and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i moved to montana June 16th 2008 i had no clue what i was doing. Nor did i really even care.  But when i sat and thought about what i was doing i realized i was looking for me and that is exactly what i have done.  I first had to forgive the people and things that made my teenage and more recent years a living hell.  I had so many feelings to try and fish out and i slowly did, instead of looking at them negatively i looked at them in a positive light and tried to figure out what i could have done different and learn from it. It really helped and i feel like over the last year i have done as much as possible to move on to a life that i have always dreamed of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe you cant let your past determine your future. I know that my past will only make me stronger and will never hold me back again from the things that i desire most. I am in such a great place and could not be happier with the love and support i have always recieved from my family w/o them i truly would not be who i am today. I have made a few goals for the future and those will come in time. For now I am 25 and loving life. I know there will be more stuggles along the way. I also know i will be learning till the day i die.  And i hope i can remember the next 25 as well as i can the last 25. This is the next chapter in my life....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-4347703501619571685?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/4347703501619571685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=4347703501619571685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4347703501619571685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4347703501619571685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/08/25-years.html' title='25 years'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SnpJ7x27q_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/-ISAF-rhA40/s72-c/abneys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-7359562739466691391</id><published>2009-07-17T19:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T13:29:14.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for her</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Building a foundation for something great&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you doesn't come along everyday&lt;br /&gt;Give it time and let yourself heal&lt;br /&gt;I will be there with you every step of the way&lt;br /&gt;I wont guide you or push you or even lead you astray&lt;br /&gt;Only walk with you and help you find your way&lt;br /&gt;Cause someone like you is well worth the wait&lt;br /&gt;I will always be there at the end of each day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-7359562739466691391?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/7359562739466691391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=7359562739466691391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/7359562739466691391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/7359562739466691391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-for-her.html' title='Something for her'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-4508070127802369599</id><published>2009-06-22T20:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:35:06.035-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More than just a game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SkA_T9A-ysI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Gwppb603Lis/s1600-h/football44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SkA_T9A-ysI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Gwppb603Lis/s320/football44.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350345969344891586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football is something i hold dear to my heart. Alot of people see it nothing more than just a bunch of over hyped meat heads beating on each other. Sure thats probably one of the funnest things about the game.  But there is so much more to it, The pagentry that surrounds the game. The time and dedication all the preperation that goes into it. The art of the plays and the Intelligence it takes to memorize the play book from front to back, And how to read coverages. And last but not least the commrodarie, passion and brotherhood of being a football player, past and present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember nearly every single play of every single game that i was apart of. The big hits, huge runs, and the mistakes. I can visualize what i did wrong on a play and what i could have done to not let it happen again. I remember before my first high school game coach Ernest King asked me in pre- game warm ups ... are you ready? I told him i had been ready for this my whole life. All i ever wanted to do growing up was play in the NFL but than again who hadnt when they were just a boy running around in the back yard, pretending they were the great Emmitt Smith, Dan Marino and the list could go on and on.  Some of the greatest things i love about football is the sound of the cleats on the pavement, The lights and the National Anthem before a game. The nerves that were in your stomech hours before a game. By games end you got to see what all your hard work was for and why you play that game you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football has brought a great deal of passion to me and my life. Football isn't just a game its a stepping stone to prepare you for life. It helps you build character. It helps you for taking extreme critiquing about your every move. It helps you learn how to work as a team and how to fight for something you want and be passionate about it. Anyone who has ever strapped on a helmet can understand how it helped them shape them into who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of ups and downs. Some times you will make a big play and score a touchdown or you can get a turn over and change the pace of your life and take control of whats right in front of you. If you are passionate about something and believe in it you can achieve anything. You can be down on in the trenches in the pouring rain but if you put your heart into it and give it 110% no matter what the outcome is you can say i tried my best and laid it all out there on the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many times when i wanted to quit football. But my dad would always push me and i hated it. But after a long nights talk the next practice i would go out and tear up people on the field and gain my confidence again. I will never say that i did not need that push, because sometimes in life thats exactly what we need is to have a fire lit under our ass. The great game of football has tought me so much about myself and how to work hard for everything i have. How to be passionate about things that i care about and to always dream big. This life is to short to live with a loss from last week its in the past now its time to prepare for the next big thing that we have infront of us.  #44&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-4508070127802369599?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/4508070127802369599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=4508070127802369599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4508070127802369599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4508070127802369599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-than-just-game.html' title='More than just a game'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SkA_T9A-ysI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Gwppb603Lis/s72-c/football44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-2373845883627646855</id><published>2009-06-15T22:24:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:09:38.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SjcpCA4bJ5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/dyAliZaEOXk/s1600-h/lumberjack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SjcpCA4bJ5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/dyAliZaEOXk/s320/lumberjack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347788197098891154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well figure i better get to this now or i wont get to it at all. June 16th 2009 wont mean alot to alot of people. But for me its a anniversary, It marks one year that i made the choice to sell all my belongings and load a suit case with my clothes and take a plane to live in Montana. This was one of the easiest decisions i ever made in my life. I was depressed one year ago. Very depressed a very angry and bitter person about life and what it had dealt me.  I was doing things i should not be doing and hanging with people who i should not have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not want to be angry anymore I wanted to forgive the ones who had done me wrong i wanted to change my life. I had goals for myself that would never be obtainable in the position i had put myself in. I had a list of things i wanted to do. I wanted to move to the country, I wanted to start over and move closer to my roots i wanted to shoot for my dreams that i had always wanted and that i was letting slip away. My dad used to have a few sayings he said over and over to his football players and well of course me.  He would always say "If you believe it you can achieve it" and "If you think you can you can, If you think you cant your RIGHT" For the first time in my life i wanted to do something for me and find myself. I knew i could and i knew exactly how to do it and what i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that i have found myself. I can also say i have never been happier. I have also become a man. I did it on my own terms and had the people around me to help me achieve what i wanted over the last year. They listened to me and my feelings and gave me guidance and ideas. And i am better for it. When i moved here i also made a vow to myself i would be single for one year... Accomplished! I also wrote off sex for one year.... Accomplished! To be honest i thought both of those would be hard and ended up being pretty easy. It helped me grow in ways that i cant explain but it helped me with my self confidence. It also helped me gain my pride back and that i set out to do something and accomplished it. I wanted to move up in target my first job in montana since moving here. I also accomplished that sure i didnt get the first promotion i went for but I did move up and have more opportunities in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last year i can see how much i have grown. How much i have matured and how i have became a better man and have a good head on my shoulders. I still have more goals and dreams for the future. I believe that if you set your mind to having a positive attitude you can accomplish anything you set your mind to. I have tried to be nothing more than positive this last year and it has done me wonders. I try to look at every misfortune as an opportunity to bring me strength and learn from the expirience.  Some of the goals i have for the future are to pay off my debts which i have recently been working really hard on. In the next five years i would like to get married and start a family. I know what i do today can make a better life for my family in the future. Having a family has been a dream of mine since i was just a child. I would like to continue to work hard and move my way up the corporate ladder at Target. I know to go as high as i can there i will need a degree. Which is something i may persue in the future. I would also like to possibly try stand up comedy. Cause i mean who else walks around with the whistling smile and the smile farts other than this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future is unwritten and I look forward to the experiences that will let me fill in those pages. I have a new attitude about life. I love it! I love my family and my true friends. I have done it and you guys all helped me out along the way. I really could not have done it with out you guys. This is the only life you get and a year ago i decided i wanted to live a great one. And that is what i am going to do. Life is to short to dwell on the past. I have learned to persever and become a stronger person. With out any of the experiences i have gone through i would not be who i am today.  I may say my misfortunes but in reality they are opportunities, And for that i am a better person. So to those who will listen live this life to the fullest. Cause we only get this one shot. I will end this on a quote that i live my life by. I found it right after i moved to Montana. "&lt;span class="body"&gt;Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today" James Dean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-2373845883627646855?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/2373845883627646855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=2373845883627646855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2373845883627646855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2373845883627646855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-year.html' title='One Year'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SjcpCA4bJ5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/dyAliZaEOXk/s72-c/lumberjack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-8254034024817002144</id><published>2009-05-31T18:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:51:35.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The smile farts</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered why chubby people smile so much? Well that being if they are hip and know fashion because angry chubby people are bad news. Its because they are built like woopy cushions and have what is called the smile farts. I know this because i was diagnosed with this in 2004. For many years i have suffered with trying not to smile because one i will pass gas and the other is i have gapped teeth and when i smile and walk it ends up whistling like a hot tea kettle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Recently lester one of my sisters has found it funny to poke me in my belly button. Another bad idea for several reasons.... 1. I keep a baby badger in my button for protection. 2. it hurts. 3 its possible for self combustion 4. Gas is more than likely to pass upon the simple belly poke. 5. plain and simple may lose some appendages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Luckily all that happened was number 4. But un lucky for casey he is now covered in ace bandage and neosporin. This story has changed many lives and has done bad things to good people so please dont poke the chubby people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other rules you may want to follow if your not used to being around chubby people..&lt;br /&gt;1. Never talk about food unless you want to become food your self. 2. never try to steal a fat mans food .. your arm maybe become the meal. 3. If you see a bald man with a chin strap and whistling teeth and the smile farts please do not offer food... same apply's to bears with this guy ... he may just eat you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-8254034024817002144?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/8254034024817002144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=8254034024817002144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/8254034024817002144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/8254034024817002144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/05/smile-farts.html' title='The smile farts'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-5681592875067873403</id><published>2009-05-31T18:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:15:08.812-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The days change as quick as the turn of a page. Lifes a book and its up to you write the chapter of a new day. You can take the comfortable way or the path less traveled. Fill the pages with the knowledge of the roads you have traveled. Becoming stronger from the things you have learned. Noticing your misfortunes and turning them into something great, only you have the power to change your dreams of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-5681592875067873403?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/5681592875067873403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=5681592875067873403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5681592875067873403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5681592875067873403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/05/book.html' title='The Book'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-2952261513504820147</id><published>2009-05-24T17:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:09:57.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabin Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/Shnh0Xv1KDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jpX0NI15c0A/s1600-h/cropped+in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/Shnh0Xv1KDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jpX0NI15c0A/s320/cropped+in.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339547123068512306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this weekend i headed out to the cabin for what is called memorial day weekend. But i work monday and chris had to come back early sunday so i only stayed till sunday morning :( The day started off a lil wierd on friday... casey and lester had stuff to do and i was told that we were leaving late that evening. but instead we left at noon. This didnt go well because i needed to check my balance and get some of my favorite chaw for fishing! But i did not get my chaw very say and yes i cried. So i was kind of in a grumpy mood and went and bought my self some Mountain Dew cause it makes everything better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casey wanted to go out in the boat ( the tin boat) and i do not like this boat lol. So he said get in the front and i was like ugh no it will tip and he said no it wont. I get in the front and say its going to tip and what happens.... It TIPS! he laughs his ass off. I am latching onto the dock with one hand and rack my knee on the side of the boat. Than a few minutes later after checking if my celly still worked i tried to put it back into my pocket and i miss and it falls off the dock and into the lake! So we will just say friday was not my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a blast casey , alyssa, and me got the dock into the water with ease. And than we began our fishing and sun bathing or as i like to call me whale watching. Chris showed up around noon and we did alot of fishing. We all went out in the boat which of coarse i did not enjoy. Casey caught a fish the night before but this night was mine. Casey tells me hey look heres one and he over casts..... And i say watch this and two jigs later BOOOOM! i hooked em and brought him in. Casey went flying to grab the net and burned his knee sliding onto the dock. It was a 3 pound 20 inch rainbow. He was spraying sperm all over he got it on elsie's head caseys face, and my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gutted it and brought it back to my mom for cooking. That night we went up to the lodge listened to live music had a few shots and drinks went back to the cabin had a bon fire and had a few more drinks. Everyone else watched step up 2 while i do what i do pass out lol. It was a great weekend and i always love being out there and seeing everyone. I cant wait to do it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-2952261513504820147?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/2952261513504820147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=2952261513504820147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2952261513504820147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2952261513504820147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/05/cabin-days.html' title='Cabin Days'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/Shnh0Xv1KDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jpX0NI15c0A/s72-c/cropped+in.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-1323664496511457</id><published>2009-05-14T14:33:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T14:48:04.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Paintball Gallore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SgyDbSVw6NI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cyxdgu7msJ4/s1600-h/baldy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SgyDbSVw6NI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cyxdgu7msJ4/s320/baldy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335784163330025682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SgyDWWP2YQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/t1QUzgFzHwA/s1600-h/paintball+mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SgyDWWP2YQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/t1QUzgFzHwA/s320/paintball+mask.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335784078479614210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SgyDRq-nK6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/0xeEe6kjgt4/s1600-h/kc+and+garrett.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SgyDRq-nK6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/0xeEe6kjgt4/s320/kc+and+garrett.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335783998145112994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SgyDNsND5fI/AAAAAAAAAEE/LC5hdn7cGUA/s1600-h/do+work+pb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SgyDNsND5fI/AAAAAAAAAEE/LC5hdn7cGUA/s320/do+work+pb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335783929754674674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SgyDHVGnX3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/VK7V_G-Tqkk/s1600-h/marekers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SgyDHVGnX3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/VK7V_G-Tqkk/s320/marekers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335783820474408818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Two weeks ago when my Mum, Casey and I ventured to Utah we went paintballing for his B-day. He was soooo incredibly stoked and i litterally wanted to shit my pants cause of the sound of the paintballs hitting the walls and bunkers. I was also a lil nervous because when i was in 9th grade i went and what happened? The first time i got hit was a direct hit to the what i like to call the genti's! Not so pleasant it was also november and the balls were freezing. The next i went was in 2003 in a field behind my old bro- in laws house. I was wearing full carhart bibs, jeans and long johns.... i got shot on the inner thigh and that also left a bad bruise lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time it was indoors and a shit ton of fun let me tell you. Bet you have never seen a chubby man thats out of shape running and leaping like a gazelle being chased. I was ducking i was diving i was also weazing and the young guys there were looking at me funy.  Probably cause i could not speak and was gasping for air. Fist time i got shot was in the left shoulder area... the next the left middle finger, then the mask which doesnt hurt at all :P And than one game in the boob and another in the boob chest and leg. And none of them popped on that one but it was like 3 on 1 so i just called myself out. No need for extra punishment on me. I had a blast the shots that hurt the worst was the middle finger and the boob. I got shot when i had slid and slid to far and out of the bunker and boom right on the right moob (man boob). I grabbed it like you would have thought i had actually been shot lol. Casey enjoyed watching the chubby man run. But i DID WORK and tore some people up i was always one of the last people left in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a chrono our markers at 270 which we were shooting at 270 feet per second. But i had a blast and cant wait to do it again. I think i found one of my new favorite sports and cant wait till i can get all the new paintball gear. But here are some pics of that day. No action pics cause the net they had up wouldnt let u get it a pic they all came out really dark. And sorry one of them is sideways lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-1323664496511457?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/1323664496511457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=1323664496511457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/1323664496511457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/1323664496511457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/05/paintball-gallore.html' title='Paintball Gallore'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SgyDbSVw6NI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cyxdgu7msJ4/s72-c/baldy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-1587313775134222794</id><published>2009-05-07T14:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:16:16.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The scars i carry are my souveniers from the past,&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me where i was, and who I am&lt;br /&gt;Coming into my own and doing it my way&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the strength that i have gained from my short comings in the past&lt;br /&gt;I wont forget  because it will keep me on my path&lt;br /&gt;Its just a simple reminder to always push forward and never look back.&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/4199474534091060884-1587313775134222794?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/1587313775134222794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=1587313775134222794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/1587313775134222794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/1587313775134222794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/05/scars.html' title='Scars'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-6991819070653002674</id><published>2009-05-04T13:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:03:41.597-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Salty Puddle Quik Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/Sf9JtIjJSpI/AAAAAAAAAD0/sDE8gA5ShQA/s1600-h/utes.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/Sf9JtIjJSpI/AAAAAAAAAD0/sDE8gA5ShQA/s320/utes.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332061523567790738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i am finally back. About a week or so ago i helped move casey back from ronan we had a good time. Moving heavy stuff with me is never easy the reason being i make people laugh and shit tends to drop. And since i am generally the one going backwards down the stairs i tend to end up squished or dropping the stuff myself. So we got him back to Kalispell and than last friday casey, my mom and i took off for utah to move alyssa back and watch her college graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went paintballing for casey's b-day on saturday which was fun as hell but i was scared shitless until i saw how many pre-teenagers were there getting pellted as well and told my self to man up you pussy! I did pretty good and even was running around sweating horribly and sounded like a screaming midget when i was weazing for air. I got shot in my Moob.... Man Boob. That left a pretty nasty mark on my body. Than we loaded up and headed to loagan and visited with my sisters family. And sunday morning left for montana. It was a fast trip and fun i didnt get to see all the people i would have liked to. so hopefully take another trip sometime in the near future and see the rest of my friends. i am glad lester is home and now we just have to work on getting brittany and danny here :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-6991819070653002674?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/6991819070653002674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=6991819070653002674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/6991819070653002674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/6991819070653002674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/05/salty-puddle-quik-trip.html' title='Salty Puddle Quik Trip'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/Sf9JtIjJSpI/AAAAAAAAAD0/sDE8gA5ShQA/s72-c/utes.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-1625003276553207655</id><published>2009-03-31T11:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T11:28:01.555-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is in the air...... or its just me O_o</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SdJSnH2ePDI/AAAAAAAAADs/3D-YnGvtm3A/s1600-h/meabney.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SdJSnH2ePDI/AAAAAAAAADs/3D-YnGvtm3A/s320/meabney.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319404941953874994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well..... In less than one week i start my new position at target! Should be fun and a change of scenery. I have been moved to the planogram team. From what i have done from it so far i know they set all the isles and tags and what not. I am sure there is more to it but for now thats what i know.  Danielle the ETL pulled me into the office and offered me the position. She said it would help with my development towards being a team lead one of these days. Some time in the near future we will be sitting down and finding out what my strengths are ..... i have already came up with a list.  So here ar some of my strengths.... 1. Sweat and weez after peeling an orange. 2. Can pass gas pretty much on command. 3. Always smiling because im chubby and its the only look that works for me. 4. Some what resemble a very hairy jake gyllenhaal 5. Always can tell when im around cause of the gap in my teeth whistling when i walk. Now for my stuff that needs work. 1. Sharting sends me home early almost everyday. 2. If i dont have my contacts or glasses i look crosseyed. 3. Belly jiggles when laughing.... I am always laughing. 4. The air around me is never pleasant. 5. Hands often cramp from having no dexterity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i have created a numerous amount of run on sentences and bunched up paragraphs i will leave u with a beautiful picure than of what else me!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-1625003276553207655?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/1625003276553207655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=1625003276553207655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/1625003276553207655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/1625003276553207655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/03/change-is-in-air-or-its-just-me-oo.html' title='Change is in the air...... or its just me O_o'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SdJSnH2ePDI/AAAAAAAAADs/3D-YnGvtm3A/s72-c/meabney.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-4030464728253934958</id><published>2009-03-25T14:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:00:45.812-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless</title><content type='html'>I wrote this poem about me,  life and a close friend. My brother and i have recently been working on putting it into music. We have the first paragraph done and still need to work on the rest.  He plays the guitar and sings to it and I just sing to it because i have no dexterity aka ogre hands! So it may not be perfect but it came from the heart but i think that is what is best when writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;restless at night you wander my mind&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what your doing and where you've been&lt;br /&gt;I made a choice long ago that changed my life&lt;br /&gt;For many years i wandered alone&lt;br /&gt;With out you my dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never paid much attention to anyone but myself&lt;br /&gt;I had to become a man before i ventured to anything else&lt;br /&gt;So i searched through my soul dug to depths of things i didnt want to let go.&lt;br /&gt;I found the man i am supposed to be. Following the foot steps that my grandfather laid before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enduring pain is what i've done. Growing to new strengths of understanding, why things are not the way that it once was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch you struggle, wish i could do more.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here for you, you wont lose that again.&lt;br /&gt;I was once so vain but i'll make it right this time.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a better friend than i ever was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-4030464728253934958?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/4030464728253934958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=4030464728253934958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4030464728253934958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4030464728253934958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/03/restless.html' title='Restless'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-5338081050927067430</id><published>2009-03-21T12:49:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:00:56.312-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good bye My beautiful hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/ScU5IyVZV7I/AAAAAAAAADk/I7UeMCEF3uQ/s1600-h/me44.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/ScU5IyVZV7I/AAAAAAAAADk/I7UeMCEF3uQ/s320/me44.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315717758293989298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/ScU47WYBOMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xsW1NWrUYDc/s1600-h/me29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/ScU47WYBOMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xsW1NWrUYDc/s320/me29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315717527450499266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last month i came to the realization that i am balding. Balding very very fast. Not in the back or the middle of my head. Yes right up front i have what they call widows peaks! Thats all i though but i also purchased a web cam to talk to my sister and her family and some friends. I bent over in the web cam and saw the top of my head and nearly crapped my pants... i may have i dunno. The hairdo i had going on is what i like to call the Island its where u have just a patch of hair in the front. My step father sports this look and you know as much as i like him i dont want to sport his look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of this i am graying very very fast as well. I tried for weeks to get my mother to tell me i was balding all i could get out of her was, well there is more on this side than the other. My friends had no problem telling me i was balding. After seeing my hair in the web cam i decided to get rid of what i was losing and move on with life. Almost 25 and going through a mid life crisis ha ha but i have no money so i will not be buying a very nice car. So now i hope i can get enough money to pay for a gym and start juicing and hopefully end up looking like Vin Diesel or Jason Statham. Because they sport the baldness and look good doing it.  So for my hair that i used to love so much good bye! So enjoy the pictures of me with my new look cause this is what i will look like forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-5338081050927067430?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/5338081050927067430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=5338081050927067430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5338081050927067430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5338081050927067430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-bye-my-beautiful-hair.html' title='Good bye My beautiful hair'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/ScU5IyVZV7I/AAAAAAAAADk/I7UeMCEF3uQ/s72-c/me44.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-4285724486382484373</id><published>2009-03-07T14:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:36:02.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To the new and unknown...</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a bit since my last post so figured id write a lil bit.  Now three months into the new year and i still have what i think is a great attitude. Besides my tons of thousands of debt. I am very stoked for summer, i am jumping out of my skin for it and this weather keeps teasing me. So nice one day snow is melting and the next day 8 inches of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am going to keep very busy this summer and  going to try and live it up to the fullest.  I am planning on being out almost everyday wether it be my favorite thing to do fishing, or hiking, camping, going out to the cabin to boat and have fun or to hungry horse to enjoy all the stuff they have out there. Possibly try to travel and see a few friends. I always tried to grow up really fast and settle down. Now i am just taking time for me and going to live it how i want to live it. Despite all that is going on in the world and how much stuff i have been through i want the most that this live has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Every day my family becomes more and more important to me. I love them all so much and am so proud of every last one of them. The more i think of who i want to be the more i think of my grandpa. This year will be 5 years that he has been gone. Even though he is not here i feel him every time i think of him. He showed me what it was to work hard and be honest and respectful of others. I watched my grandfather for so many years and never knew how much he meant to me and how much he tought me from a young age. I believe he left those foot steps for all of us to walk in. Every day i try my best to become the person i want to be. I want to make him proud and my family proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I know britt will tell me not to write stuff like this cause it makes her cry lol i just have that affect. But my family is my world and wouldnt be who i am and where i am with out them so thanks for always sticking by me and helping me through the rough times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-4285724486382484373?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/4285724486382484373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=4285724486382484373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4285724486382484373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4285724486382484373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-new-and-unknown.html' title='To the new and unknown...'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-8592980205637635267</id><published>2009-02-17T11:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T11:24:59.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alternator vs Aaron and Garrett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SZsA9ZL4EuI/AAAAAAAAADU/_9BWm65o7xI/s1600-h/alternator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SZsA9ZL4EuI/AAAAAAAAADU/_9BWm65o7xI/s320/alternator.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303834040891609826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i had the joy of my life.... yes taking out the alternator. What a joy tucked down in the engine underneath the battery. My buddy and i didnt know we were setting out on a 2 1/2 hour battle with steel, metal, and a fan. Getting the battery out was no problem but i think to appreciate this you have to know that the car was outside prior and me being the genius i am did not brush any of the snow off the jeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am a person who dresses for occasions and my attire was great this day... and no i was not in just my loin cloth. I wore a brim, a sweatshirt, basketball shorts and shoes oh and socks the socks are important cause when i was putting those on out of know where i get a jolt. Because aaron was kind enough to put on one boxing glove and punch me in my spine! who does that i was like wtf you made me bite my tongue. And i wanted to destroy him but i didnt cause his women would have killed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since it was my jeep i was the one going under the jeep to shove my fat, stubby, no dexterity hands up into little cracks. yes there was lots of this hand cramping and lots of wierd groans and cussing coming from me besides the laughing. The fan blade was in the way and cutting up my knuckles and hands. I did not know what was dripping on  me and yes it was the melted snow what a joy. It dripped in and around my mouth, In and around my eyes. All over this beautiful face that only my mother could love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we got it out i had to crawl back under for the one hundredth time and let me tell you its not a pretty site its like watching a fat kid try to fit through a doggy door. But i pressed up and aaron pulled and wam the stupid thing came out. I grabbed it raised it over my head and did my pattented wooky call. Aaron says it was his brute strength but i still say hes a pussy i was the one pushing :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-8592980205637635267?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/8592980205637635267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=8592980205637635267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/8592980205637635267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/8592980205637635267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/02/alternator-vs-aaron-and-garrett.html' title='Alternator vs Aaron and Garrett'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SZsA9ZL4EuI/AAAAAAAAADU/_9BWm65o7xI/s72-c/alternator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-5359008021471850</id><published>2009-02-06T05:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T05:49:00.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wa Wa Wa .... Great Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SYwxt44hjxI/AAAAAAAAADM/X-ryWFmucy4/s1600-h/troll+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SYwxt44hjxI/AAAAAAAAADM/X-ryWFmucy4/s320/troll+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299665525941571346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its 5:30 in the morning and what is better to do than blog at this time. Well i can think of a few but we will keep this clean. The other day well to be honest this happens often. Someone said Garrett if i could be as happy as you everyday i would be..... but you probably take something to be this happy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the fact I do not take any herbal supplements that you must smoke through a  glass bottle or pipe. I also like to call it the devils cabbage. And i have to tell these people no i take nothing i am just weird i am sorry. Yes i often do my chewbacca call, talk about taints and pass gas about every 3.4 seconds. I mean but come on if you could do that to you would be as happy as me. The lady said ur always smiling and yes i am i am chubby its the only look that works for me.... besides thefact that i have gapped teeth and enjoy the feel and sound of air passing through my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like catching a nice sea breeze ya know. Than i told her ma'am here are my stats... i am single, live in my moms basement, i snore like a bear when i sleep, i fart way to much in my sleep, i have premature yes its coming..... balding and greying. what did you think i was going to say sheesh. And i am 6'1 and 247lbs and i am weezing and sweating still 10 mins after peeling an orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But to be seriouse for a second lol its nice that people recognize i am a very happy person cause for along time i wasnt. And it just proves to me that making the decision i did to move here was right for me. I couldnt be happier with my decision. Things are going really well here i just got picked as the Great Team Hero of the month at Target so yes my face gets to be framed lucky me haha. I am guessing its like there version of employee of the month. But i think its really cool i was selected. I was also selected as a top 3 performer for last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let yall know whats going on i am going to buy a new comp with my tax returns so will be back in business soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-5359008021471850?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/5359008021471850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=5359008021471850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5359008021471850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5359008021471850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/02/wa-wa-wa-great-success.html' title='Wa Wa Wa .... Great Success'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SYwxt44hjxI/AAAAAAAAADM/X-ryWFmucy4/s72-c/troll+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-5159636055427136534</id><published>2009-02-02T18:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:15:44.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Yall</title><content type='html'>Hey just wanted tolet everyone know that i did not fall off the face of the earth or anything. Back in december before i headed to a very pricey trip to washington, my computer decided to delete its hard drive. So i am trying to buy a computer from a friend and hopefully be back in the business of blogging soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  As far as whats going on.... not a whole lot i am just laying low and just trying to do work ya know :P Its been really cold here and a week or so ago we had our power go out from an underground line blowing up. So we had no power for a whole day and no phone cause they messed that up for like 3 days. Chris and i had gone to visit with my uncle that night and couldnt get back home cause they had blocked the road with heavy equpiment. We had to park down the road and walk and it was like -10 that night and i think i forgot to say we went to my grannymas in our pj's i was wearing a hoodie shorts and slippers and chris was in pj pants slippers and a zip up. Needless to say we couldnt stop laughing and by the time we got home our feet hurt so bad and were swollen and purple i actually had to rub the feeling and heat back into my feet.  And the snow was hard and cut my shins up so i was bleeding lol it was pretty crappy but i wont ever forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-5159636055427136534?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/5159636055427136534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=5159636055427136534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5159636055427136534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5159636055427136534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry-yall.html' title='Sorry Yall'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-3981008115293356771</id><published>2009-01-16T12:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:49:58.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Decision...</title><content type='html'>Over the last several days or weeks i guess i can say now i have been thinking alot.  I have been looking over options and what things might appeal to me for my future. Back in may of last year i made a promise to myself to be honest with myself and to do things for me, Not to let other people be the deciding factor in stuff that i do or why i do them. I have had several opportunities present them self to me in washington, utah, alaska.... and the miltary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  For years i have wanted to do something meaningful with my life, i have finally made the steps to find myself with my move to montana and now its time to give my life some direction. One day i would like to have a family and what not so i would like a career and i feel for me the best way to do that is through the military.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Its crazy that it took meeting someone who is living there dream and loving it to get me to want to get off my butt and live one of mine. Even though we hardly talk now id just like to thank her for the motivation, i needed it.  I feel like the decisions i made to move here and now to join the military, i am am finally following my heart. The goal is to lose 20 lbs by atleast march and than head out for basic. But just figured id let you all knows whats going on in the life of Garrett.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-3981008115293356771?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/3981008115293356771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=3981008115293356771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/3981008115293356771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/3981008115293356771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/01/decision.html' title='The Decision...'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-757938742467569873</id><published>2009-01-01T21:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:05:12.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SV2fn3DGb4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/uIA-q-POgMk/s1600-h/Space%2520Needle%2520Dawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286557044743499650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SV2fn3DGb4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/uIA-q-POgMk/s320/Space%2520Needle%2520Dawn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well a brand new year for all of us, how many of us stuck to our resolutions? I think i did ok i could have done better but i did manage to lose 40 of my 100 lbs that i wanted to lose so i am pretty happy about that. This year i have made a resolution with Kendall to lose 20 lbs so hopefully the choices in a career i make this year will help me get there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new years was pretty good I have been in washington since december 26th and will be here till the 4th. We met up with some of Kendall's friends and drove up to seattle around 5 p.m. We stayed at the sixth avenue inn up in seattle and i didnt smell it but some people said it smelled like urine but who knows lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kendall was a few drinks up on everyone cause she decided not to waste time and get to it. We ended up playing a drinking game called kings which was pretty fun i guess your normally supposed to drink it with beer not hard A lol so by the time we got done doing that and started getting ready we were all feeling pretty good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got a taxi and went to a club i have no clue what the name was but it was alot of fun. And yes some how Kendall got me to dance dont ask me how but she did. That really is like once in a life time thing. But it was alot of fun. The walk home was intersting just cause of some drama that was going on with people but besides having to pee super bad and and it raining it was alot of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not really sure what time it was when we all atempted to try and sleep. But ryan ripped one of the longest and loudest farts i have ever heard i would have been proud to call it my own. All in all it was really fun. I am really glad who i got to spend it with she is an amazing person and just knowing her is pushing me to better myself. And i am really glad i decided to come and see her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-757938742467569873?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/757938742467569873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=757938742467569873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/757938742467569873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/757938742467569873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SV2fn3DGb4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/uIA-q-POgMk/s72-c/Space%2520Needle%2520Dawn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-7688196405904539760</id><published>2008-12-25T21:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:53:04.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming into the new year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SVRjGRzJQJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/7LoAdiGSKLw/s1600-h/question-mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283957222320717970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SVRjGRzJQJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/7LoAdiGSKLw/s320/question-mark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been racking my brain for the last several months and my decisions have finally came down upon two options. Both in which i have thought about for aslong as i can remember. I am looking into being a firefighter and see what all i need to do to get started. The other option is joining the army its something i have been on the brink of doing since i was 17 and something i wish i would just pull the trigger on everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really am not sure yet but i want to do something meaningful in life and something that can benefit me and my family someday. I think either of these would be a challenge i have been looking for. I want to have a family one day and its time for me to start making strides to be the man that can support them when that time comes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i can do either in which i put my mind to. Failure is not an option or a word i use to describe myself. Some would say yes you are, failed marriage , dropped out of schools, and dont have a career. But to me success is inner and if you believe in ur self are happy with yourself nothing can bring you down. sure id like to be better off than i am but i am working and making decisions to change my future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This next year will be bringing me lots of new beginnings and i welcome them and look forward to seeing where life takes me next....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-7688196405904539760?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/7688196405904539760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=7688196405904539760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/7688196405904539760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/7688196405904539760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/12/coming-into-new-year.html' title='Coming into the new year...'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SVRjGRzJQJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/7LoAdiGSKLw/s72-c/question-mark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-2909181163315357593</id><published>2008-12-20T14:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:09:21.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wonders</title><content type='html'>This past week here in montana has been very white and very cold.  We got about 2 feet of new snow during the week it didnt stop snowing for three days. It wasnt a hard snow more so looked like glass slivers falling from the sky. It has been -30 on some nights this week and im known for wearing shorts in cold weather but i had to pull out the jeans, the legs were not liking the wind cutting right through them. On the first day i decided to wear jeans ended up being a good thing because my jeep blew a hose from the radiator to the heater core and ani-freeze was everywhere. A guy saw us and helped us for a bit but we just kept over heating. We soon found out that someone had put oil in the radiator, how or when this happened is unknown. My guess is still lester lol sorry. But john my step father came and brought chris and i a new hose and we were off and back on our way. Later that night john and i flushed the radiator and got out what we could but there is still alot of oil in it. I dont think my feet have ever been that cold i could barely feel my toes lol. Got to love the unexpected troubles in life like car troubles. But the last 2 nights havent had any problems with over heating so hopefully it is fixed. Other than that just enjoying the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Today is really beautiful sun is out and the big montana sky looks like the ocean is in it. So i will continue to drink hot choclate w/ the marshmelloy marshmellows. Maybe start the wood stove and bundle up in a parka cause it is sooooo cold lol.  And if i dont get to this before the holidays have a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-2909181163315357593?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/2909181163315357593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=2909181163315357593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2909181163315357593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2909181163315357593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-wonders.html' title='Winter Wonders'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-5513750400834422104</id><published>2008-12-15T17:37:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T18:55:30.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sled Videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d524fc7f590a441e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd524fc7f590a441e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329903980%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D618FAFD0E98C2F069A08097F90990250CC4A92DC.4EF1206E33B7F296C3B5EFEAE412D095B3810ABB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd524fc7f590a441e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DA6TS_4RdU18EqM3q0DDkLiZFOtI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd524fc7f590a441e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329903980%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D618FAFD0E98C2F069A08097F90990250CC4A92DC.4EF1206E33B7F296C3B5EFEAE412D095B3810ABB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd524fc7f590a441e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DA6TS_4RdU18EqM3q0DDkLiZFOtI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fb8c8da68593ba5a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfb8c8da68593ba5a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329903981%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1695FD3123003E9F4133488B79D397C48AF56D9E.8341EC2C3465F564A5957478B8A5E314A2005F22%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfb8c8da68593ba5a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRdjYy6b2AdajkBLphwQ3pR9uZtk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfb8c8da68593ba5a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329903981%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1695FD3123003E9F4133488B79D397C48AF56D9E.8341EC2C3465F564A5957478B8A5E314A2005F22%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfb8c8da68593ba5a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRdjYy6b2AdajkBLphwQ3pR9uZtk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3128df92a9971a80" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3128df92a9971a80%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329903981%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6ABA4530D2E15C51B10FF338C89787ACC370B4BA.2E9CDC895A7E45AC32A8A35E368C1B042B0C4A73%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3128df92a9971a80%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D62n863jDDN46cFmRNfYaCR6t4oc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3128df92a9971a80%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329903981%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6ABA4530D2E15C51B10FF338C89787ACC370B4BA.2E9CDC895A7E45AC32A8A35E368C1B042B0C4A73%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3128df92a9971a80%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D62n863jDDN46cFmRNfYaCR6t4oc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-5513750400834422104?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3128df92a9971a80&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d524fc7f590a441e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fb8c8da68593ba5a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/5513750400834422104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=5513750400834422104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5513750400834422104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5513750400834422104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/12/sled-videos.html' title='Sled Videos'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-5384229947968930867</id><published>2008-12-15T08:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T09:58:14.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shredding The Mountain Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SUaMZ7986BI/AAAAAAAAACs/zW3nwWbIyoU/s1600-h/DSC01180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SUaMZ7986BI/AAAAAAAAACs/zW3nwWbIyoU/s320/DSC01180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280061990360639506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last weekend was a blast. Casey came up from ronan and met me at my work. So i was running off of no sleep and 400 mg of caffeine from rockstar power shots. These made me feel  like my skeleton wanted to jump out of my skin and dance. But we went shopping for lester and i went for myself lol. I got some sweet sweet shoes and some stuff to do work on the snowmobiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So around 12 or so we headed up to my place and got geared up. We had to take some pre-game pictures which ended up not being such a good idea because the goggles fogged, or should i say iced over from the inside. So we headed up the mountain and did our thing. Swerving side to side riding the powder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came up to one area that had probably 2-3 feet of snow. Right were the truck tracks ended and we just opened up the machines powder flying over the top of the machines, snow flying up and hitting us in the face it was just awesome. Than at one point we stopped cause it was so windy that there was hardly any snow and decided to turn around and ride the powder again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made some videos did some work and just tore shit up. It was really beautiful with all the trees having snow on them and really peaceful. Only thing you could hear was our sleds ripping through the snow. Casey didnt turn his hand warmers on and his goggles fogged up and he really didnt use them the whole trip and ended up with ice cicles from his eye lashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me well i wore my carhartt pants and boxers so lets just say i couldnt feel my thighs or boys lol. It was just a nice relaxing weekend after we got done with the machines we came inside and tore up people on Call of Duty 5. It was real it was fun and cant wait till we do it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-5384229947968930867?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/5384229947968930867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=5384229947968930867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5384229947968930867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5384229947968930867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/12/shredding-mountain-snow.html' title='Shredding The Mountain Snow'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SUaMZ7986BI/AAAAAAAAACs/zW3nwWbIyoU/s72-c/DSC01180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-2427566836443830561</id><published>2008-12-11T09:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:56:08.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming soon to the Pacific Northwest....</title><content type='html'>On December 27, 2008 Garrett will make his return to the northwest after a 7 month leave. I will be visiting a couple of friends. Possibly could be a trip that determines if i head back to my home state and town once again. I am pretty excited i have had it planned for what will be a month by the time i leave. Should be lots of fun with bowling, movies, shopping and more fun witha special someone lol. But that is all that has really been up. Besides a few weird texts from people telling me there going to be in town and not to freak out it has been a pretty slow beginning to the month. Why i would even care if they came into town really befuddles me get over yourself ya know. I have had one chance to snowmobile and it was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Casey is coming up this weekend so hopefully we will get the chance to ride some powder. Its supposed to be cropping us with snow here othis weekend so keep the fingers crossed. If this happens i will definatley have some snow cat pictures up. Other than that i am just excited and waiting for the 27th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-2427566836443830561?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/2427566836443830561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=2427566836443830561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2427566836443830561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2427566836443830561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/12/coming-soon-to-pacific-northwest.html' title='Coming soon to the Pacific Northwest....'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-1799675005777962258</id><published>2008-11-29T12:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T13:08:15.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Day Tree Chop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/STGhGRikvVI/AAAAAAAAACk/9jcvMrWIMos/s1600-h/gerty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/STGhGRikvVI/AAAAAAAAACk/9jcvMrWIMos/s320/gerty.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274173767787265362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that i have waken from my thanksgiving turkey coma i think i can post something new. It was a very nice and simple thanksgiving around these parts it was pretty cold outside and there was no snow. My step brother and i started the stove fire and forgot to close the door to it so we made the down stairs smell like a smoke house. But we also were in the mood for some friendly destruction! We decided it was time to DO WORK! and get to some wood chopping. So the day got better by using chain saws and axes to do what we do.... tear shit apart!  We wandered up the property and chain sawed down some big ol' trees down. Than we came back and hacked up wood logs with the axes. Not only was it fun but relaxing at the same time. Than my grannyma , my uncle, and cousin came over and the feast began! I think i ate the most since i was starving from all the work i had done and dipped into three plates of goodness. I was also shooting for falling into a deep and lovely turkey coma. That is exactly what i did following my last plate lol did not take long for the turkey to hit me. But that was thanksgiving in the woods hope you all had a good as one as i did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-1799675005777962258?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/1799675005777962258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=1799675005777962258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/1799675005777962258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/1799675005777962258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/11/turkey-day-tree-chop.html' title='Turkey Day Tree Chop'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/STGhGRikvVI/AAAAAAAAACk/9jcvMrWIMos/s72-c/gerty.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-3715725666827702593</id><published>2008-11-17T18:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:43:23.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Cabin Gettaway</title><content type='html'>On saturday Casey and I met up at Super 1 in Kalispell around well was supposed to be 9:15 but of course casey was late! Not to late but not 9:15 lol So after doing a lil grocery shopping and getting some of the goods you know... frozen pizza, water, coke, Casey had to have donoughts and not to forget chips... and i had to grab a bagel w/ cream cheese and meat on it. I also bought one for casey but he opted out lol but thats ok cause im a big boy i normally consume alot of food so it worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We got there around 10:30 or so and brought the stuff in and than casey did his usual and had me cut the kindling.... why this happens everytime i dunno but i always have some sort of food in my hand when we get there. This time it was a creme filled donought  and i had that in one hand the axe in the other and i ended up making a really sick slurping out with the creme and Casey started lauging his ass probably because how bad it looked as well. So i ended up choking on the donought and coughing for like 15 mins as casey laughed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So than i actually start cutting the kindling and im getting laughed at again cause i dont want to lose a finger and i almost do. I barely tap the wood and the axe goes through right to were my thumb is more than halfway down the wood. So there were lots of laughs needless to say. Mainly we rocked out on guitar hero world tour and talked about life, women, and more laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a very fun weekend, we fished, we played pool , we just simply Did Work!! I made a few videos i will see if i can get one to post on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dd08f037c3636fef" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddd08f037c3636fef%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329903981%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51ACD498763D68343E332DB95D58780E71E2CC61.4B8C592B547567B07D04125378A689762F83EAAC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddd08f037c3636fef%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D04GLgqz_crBlMC6NB50DsdKWkzM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddd08f037c3636fef%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329903981%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51ACD498763D68343E332DB95D58780E71E2CC61.4B8C592B547567B07D04125378A689762F83EAAC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddd08f037c3636fef%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D04GLgqz_crBlMC6NB50DsdKWkzM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-3715725666827702593?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dd08f037c3636fef&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/3715725666827702593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=3715725666827702593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/3715725666827702593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/3715725666827702593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-cabin-gettaway.html' title='Another Cabin Gettaway'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-8913036934399742760</id><published>2008-11-13T23:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:30:39.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Montana Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SR0bA5HFPiI/AAAAAAAAACc/uiAF63VCPQY/s1600-h/Harry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SR0bA5HFPiI/AAAAAAAAACc/uiAF63VCPQY/s320/Harry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268396841237823010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey well its time to update this blog again. Before my sis yells at me if it wasn't for her i would probably be even worse at updating this.  So montana is awesome i am still loving the job just training and taking life one day at a time.  I really love how life is slowed down here and can just take everything in every time i walk outside and see the big ass montana sky above me. Its pretty cool feeling being a part of nature and just being out there like your apart of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you are driving here than its a different story i have already hit two deer this year and swerved like 5. And coming home the other night a fox darted across the road but that was pretty cool cause you dont see them that often. I am still waiting for when i am sleepy and coming home and a big foot jumps out and i hit him and have to drag his smelly ass home to my mom and make him do all the work around our place. But that would be awesome to have harry and the hendersons around here cause it would totally go. but i have no clue what to talk about or what else i am supposed to say i am just loving life and livin it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-8913036934399742760?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/8913036934399742760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=8913036934399742760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/8913036934399742760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/8913036934399742760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/11/montana-boy.html' title='The Montana Boy'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SR0bA5HFPiI/AAAAAAAAACc/uiAF63VCPQY/s72-c/Harry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-4624226308958517940</id><published>2008-11-08T23:44:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:54:48.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When That Day Comes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SRaIzBqkShI/AAAAAAAAACU/EC_mRFdyoSE/s1600-h/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SRaIzBqkShI/AAAAAAAAACU/EC_mRFdyoSE/s320/house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266547224458054162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got bored and threw together a poem and this is what i came up with its not the best but it has been a few months since i have written any and figured it was time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope i can be the man that you dreamed of as a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;That i can take these two hands and make all your dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;Build you a house in a sleepy little town.&lt;br /&gt;Spend summers at the lake and winters snuggled on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of the things i dream of when i think of you.&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for when that day comes and i can finally meet you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-4624226308958517940?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/4624226308958517940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=4624226308958517940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4624226308958517940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4624226308958517940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-that-day-comes.html' title='When That Day Comes'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SRaIzBqkShI/AAAAAAAAACU/EC_mRFdyoSE/s72-c/house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-1484658955246355173</id><published>2008-11-02T23:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:12:48.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 12th Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SQ6U7lBI3QI/AAAAAAAAACM/QdSiYgzvbIE/s1600-h/12flagNeedle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SQ6U7lBI3QI/AAAAAAAAACM/QdSiYgzvbIE/s320/12flagNeedle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264308765712768258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what we love, this is what we do, this is how we live. If you are a fan of the Seahawks you know how it feels when that flag is raised.  That flag is more than just a number its part of you and every seahawks fan out there. I witnessed the raising of the flag in seattle at a game last year against the saints. Mack Strong raised the flag one game after being retired due to a neck injury. He played his whole career in seattle and was a true seahawk. When you hear the roar of that stadium and watch the flag raised it gives you chills.  There is nothing better than the feeling that it gives you it completely consumes you and you feel like you could be out there playing. When its raised we do become the 12th man on the field wether ur at home at a bar or outside tailgating and even inside. I lost my voice and gave myself a migrane from yelling so loud at that game. I even yell at the television, jump up and down, roll on the floor whatever it maybe. I will always be a seahawks fan wether they lose or win they will always be the greatest and something i hold dear to my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-1484658955246355173?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/1484658955246355173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=1484658955246355173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/1484658955246355173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/1484658955246355173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/11/12th-man.html' title='The 12th Man'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SQ6U7lBI3QI/AAAAAAAAACM/QdSiYgzvbIE/s72-c/12flagNeedle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-8799946609755347615</id><published>2008-11-02T04:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T04:49:18.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SQ2Tpg9jbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/R32fGcBNPhk/s1600-h/gggg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SQ2Tpg9jbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/R32fGcBNPhk/s320/gggg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264025880898006098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is a time of dressing up getting cavities and most of all getting chased by well... this guy i didnt know who he was but out of no where he jumped out humped my leg and well i had to punch him all while having this look on his face. I find i tell you what i will make him look even funnier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-8799946609755347615?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/8799946609755347615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=8799946609755347615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/8799946609755347615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/8799946609755347615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-is-time-of-dressing-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SQ2Tpg9jbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/R32fGcBNPhk/s72-c/gggg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-7184087391350080956</id><published>2008-10-31T20:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:43:37.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1952</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SQvCI1F9HdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7O8XTHnrd94/s1600-h/me+1952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SQvCI1F9HdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7O8XTHnrd94/s320/me+1952.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263514046459354578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Man how i miss the year of 1952 look at the stud i was!! Man the good ol days haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-7184087391350080956?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/7184087391350080956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=7184087391350080956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/7184087391350080956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/7184087391350080956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/10/1952.html' title='1952'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SQvCI1F9HdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7O8XTHnrd94/s72-c/me+1952.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-4699273819841233979</id><published>2008-10-31T05:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T06:12:34.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh sweet the leemer ate it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SQr2FpFZ85I/AAAAAAAAAB0/XFnrFdHeW2E/s1600-h/lemur2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SQr2FpFZ85I/AAAAAAAAAB0/XFnrFdHeW2E/s320/lemur2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263289691324150674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well here ye here ye its time for a new post from Garrett Longshanks who hails from Derbyshire! Alright i have no idea what that was but ugh  well it did just happen. So i have no clue what to post but my sis is crying for another by your one and only Garootie Pootie! ( thanks for the nickname mom)  SO what i have i been up to well to be honest I dont even know. I have been working and just became an official team trainer. I really like what i am doing i have never had a job so fun and also physical at the same time. Last weekend lesters boyfriend came up and we had one hell of a time gaming it up. We ... well i stayed up all night just so we could go into target and get Guitar Hero World Tour! It was pretty bad ass but we had a challenge of getting it. So we had this one lady and her daughter in front of us as we walked back to the electronics section at target. I had told him earlier  a story about unsespected people buying your game. So continuing we watch the lady turn to were the bundle package is set up and she GRABS one from the shelf! But its for the 360 not his wii so we lucked out but i could see in Casey's eyes that he was going to thrown down and we would have had to whoop the lil girls and moms ass for that damn game lol but it didnt come to that.  But i was ready to go if it came to that i am sure they would have put up a good fight but nothing that we couldnt handle. Thats all my exciting news. I have just been working getting trained on new stuff at work and loving life i couldnt be better. And who do you think would win in a fight.... a rabid chinchilla or a leemer? Do Work Son!! Oh and i think this Lemur looks like stewie griffin getting ready to take over the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-4699273819841233979?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/4699273819841233979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=4699273819841233979' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4699273819841233979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/4699273819841233979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-sweet-leemer-ate-it.html' title='Oh sweet the leemer ate it....'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SQr2FpFZ85I/AAAAAAAAAB0/XFnrFdHeW2E/s72-c/lemur2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-3198335641261297292</id><published>2008-10-22T16:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T16:12:32.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poor Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SP-lRXzDebI/AAAAAAAAABs/07vavFfTmyc/s1600-h/seahawks_desktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SP-lRXzDebI/AAAAAAAAABs/07vavFfTmyc/s320/seahawks_desktop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260104607656540594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i really have nothing to talk about but need to put a post up soooo. I figured i would talk about my all time favorite team .... you ready for this.......the SEATTLE SEAHAWKS!!!!! Yup thats right i live and die by this team. This year has been very painful to watch, good thing i only get one channel and the only game i have seen this year was last sunday on the tv that barely comes in picture. Looks like a salt and pepper fight on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For as long as i can remember I have loved this team. Through all the years of consistent no winning, getting close and than losing I have been there. And this year looks like a glimpse of the past. To bad its holmgrens last year i was really hoping it would be an amazing season and we could win him a superbowl.... cause we all know the Hawks got the short end of the stick in that superbowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side I will continue to wear my seahawks gear through the year and every sunday to support the team live for. We have so many talented players great coaching that it should be better than this but it is what it is and we have to take what we can sooo far this year thats 1 win!  But either way i will always love this team thats why i have dedicated to having 55 kids so that i can name each kid after every player on the roster........? Ok wtf that would be a lil far and im not that insane lol. I will only name my first kid Blitz after the mascot ... ok i lied im not doing that either haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-3198335641261297292?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/3198335641261297292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=3198335641261297292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/3198335641261297292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/3198335641261297292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-poor-team.html' title='My Poor Team'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SP-lRXzDebI/AAAAAAAAABs/07vavFfTmyc/s72-c/seahawks_desktop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-1969673842963532627</id><published>2008-10-13T21:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:16:00.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Garrett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SPQc9R4nAsI/AAAAAAAAABk/xHD7qm6-T58/s1600-h/DSC01108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SPQc9R4nAsI/AAAAAAAAABk/xHD7qm6-T58/s320/DSC01108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256858504146649794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its time for a new post since my sis gets bored of reading my old ones. You all know i am in Montana and loving it. But i believe i have finally and truly found myself. My self confidence grows more every day. All this time all this searching, all this wondering where did i lose myself, all this self doubt has led me to were i am at now. Every mistake i made along the way helped me grow learn and expirience and bring me to being the man i am today. I believe i would make my grandpa proud.&lt;br /&gt;So some big announcements I am thinking of what i am going to do for my future what i want to be when i grow up, what i will do to make a living for my family one day. I have have expirience in the electrician field and may go back. Later this week i am going to talk to my sister Alyssa's boyfriend Casey. He is going to give me some paper work and info on his apprenticeship program with the union. I am very excited about this because i am looking forward to my future and not dwelling on what was or is I am doing this for me and my future. It is about time i find what i want to do and go get it.&lt;br /&gt;I love this quote and i am trying to live my life by it because i believe in it...                   ""Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today." james dean" The sky is truly the limit for me I can do anything i put my mind to and one day it will pay off for me. But that is all i have for now so britt sit tight with everyone else and wait till my next post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-1969673842963532627?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/1969673842963532627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=1969673842963532627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/1969673842963532627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/1969673842963532627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/10/finding-garrett.html' title='Finding Garrett'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SPQc9R4nAsI/AAAAAAAAABk/xHD7qm6-T58/s72-c/DSC01108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-3666379327586419335</id><published>2008-10-06T13:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:37:40.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grizzly watch 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SOpo_HouZMI/AAAAAAAAABc/HQhpO5KZz68/s1600-h/grizzlyAdams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SOpo_HouZMI/AAAAAAAAABc/HQhpO5KZz68/s320/grizzlyAdams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254127348872012994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my buddy james and i have made a pact to grow winter beards.  I am pretty excited about it since i already have a beard. I feel as if i have a wool sweater on my face which is nice cause its warm but my god can it get itchy! The other condition is that we cant cut are hair all winter as well so the shaggy hair will be back in full force i have a ways to work on that but thats alright. I  will post some pics of the beard growth every month or so... just to update my progress and hopefully if i get lost people will remember what i look like. Cause most likely i may end up looking like Grizzly Adams or Forest Gump when he went on his running stint. So much excitment for looking like a nice dressing transiat! I cant spell that so sorry. This winter will also be bringing some fun! such as snow mobiling, snow shoeing, and naked runs through the woods! yes i said naked  i often  run through the woods naked jumping out onto roads or highways making people think they saw the ever so clever hiding Big foot. But since it will be winter i can pretend to be the Yeti .... except a shaved yeti cause im not that damn hairy nor do i have white hair. SO till the next time cheerio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-3666379327586419335?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/3666379327586419335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=3666379327586419335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/3666379327586419335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/3666379327586419335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/10/grizzly-watch-2008.html' title='Grizzly watch 2008'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SOpo_HouZMI/AAAAAAAAABc/HQhpO5KZz68/s72-c/grizzlyAdams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-7352939405777574227</id><published>2008-10-03T07:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T08:00:58.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SOYleEfAowI/AAAAAAAAABU/hYbiOjAmIo4/s1600-h/us+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SOYleEfAowI/AAAAAAAAABU/hYbiOjAmIo4/s320/us+kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252927213904372482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for some reason i feel compelled to write about my family dont know why but i have been thinking about my family alot. My family means the world to me more than ever and i feel more love for all of them than i can ever remember. This family has gone through so much and we all have turned out so good. WE are all so caring and loving and just very big hearts. I believe this is because of our mother Cynthia. Our mom is so incredibly sweet and beautiful. She is one of my biggest role models in my life and i believe in all of our lives. She is so soft spoken and ditzy lol. She has a heart of gold and doesnt think bad about anyone and is always there for her kids. She does so many little things for all of us and its so hard not to smile when mom comes walking into a room. My mom is my hero and the woman i love most not just because i was the coolest baby and was first born lol j/k guys. I believe my mom is an angel and i could never have picked a better person to be my mother she has been the light through all of our dark times in our lives. Who is next oh yeah Brittany but i just call her britt. One of my closest friends and greatest believers when i have felt like i had no one or no one believed in me britt was always there. She would always let me eat her food and do the craziest things to her and not get mad. Except for the time she kicked me in the balls.... and i cried cause she got me so good that i stopped breathing. Britt has the most perfect marriage i have ever known even though she says its not i still hope i can have what she has with danny. I could not have even picked a better man for her myself. Her two lil daughters make me laugh and smile when they start calling for uncle carrot! The love of a child is truly like none other because when you hold those girls your heart just melts away. Britt dealt alot with me through the years... such as being garrett's sister. Could not have been easy always hearing that and hey so what if i told every guy in school that if they tried to date her i would beat them up. Because if i wouldnt have she may hae never met danny so i am partially to thank for that lol j/k and britt and i will always be back seat buddies. On to Alyssa aka Lester i love lester soooo much she is so goofy and so damn stubborn just like me. So thats why we but heads sometimes but she is awesome. She is off to school in utah and making all her dreams come true. Also while keeping a great relationship with Casey her beau. I also could not have picked a better guy to put lester in her place lol Both my sisters i am so incredibly proud of and love so much.. guess its easy to say i love the women i have in my life they always brighten my day. Now for chris .. the baby of the family his alias is boo boo. Lol this kid has sooo many stories and you would have to hear them to understand. He is such a good guy and works so hard. I know he has looked up to me his whole life and i continue today to try and be a good example. It has been really nice being back around him cause we missed so much growing up in different states. My whole family our my bestfriends. Chris has a huge heart as well he is so caring and considerate of others and always willing to share he is always willing to give. II love giving him advice about life and he just takes it and makes it his own. And who can forget my grannyma! oh boy with out her this life would have been very very dull. there are way to many good stories to talk about to just give you one. She is so gruff but yet loving and caring at the same time and her cackle laugh always makes you laugh harder than you should and maybe sometimes even pee a lil :P j/k And now for the last person... our father Mark ... I could say lots but i will keep it at what i think. Our father has messed up alot and hasnt always been the dad he should have been. I idolezed him so much growing up, i wanted to be just like him even though thats not the same anymore I still love him more than ever. I know we all do, he is a good person and i know he cares about all of us. He will always be dad and no one can ever replace that.&lt;br /&gt;Thats just a lil bit about my family... my rock of strength that i think of so much and how we all push eachother to better our selves. I would never change this family or anything about it for any reason. We are closer than ever even though we are so far spread out along the west lol. Just wanted to let you guys know I Love You all! And sorry about the pic its about the only one i could find with all of us lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-7352939405777574227?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/7352939405777574227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=7352939405777574227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/7352939405777574227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/7352939405777574227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-family.html' title='My Family'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SOYleEfAowI/AAAAAAAAABU/hYbiOjAmIo4/s72-c/us+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-6927492153307202113</id><published>2008-10-02T10:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:47:18.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Changes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SOT69YILV7I/AAAAAAAAABM/eYO6nQF2BtI/s1600-h/zi00016.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SOT69YILV7I/AAAAAAAAABM/eYO6nQF2BtI/s320/zi00016.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252598997776553906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more and more i think of my life the happier i become. I try to look at all my different expiriences and try to make sense of what was going on. What could i have done differently and why things worked out the way they did. This life has so many ups and downs and trials and tribulations. I believe we can make something good come from every expirience. Over the last year i have been able to come to terms with things that have affected me from my past. Once i was able to fogive those people i felt alot better. I have been working on feeling better about myself. I for some reason have always felt like i was worth nothing like i had nothing to give or offer anyone. But i realize i do i have had the opportunity to love two very beautiful women and even though i came out hurt in both instances. I realize that they saw something in me or else they would have never given me the time of day. I am who i am today because of all the relationships i have had the people i have met and everyone who has ever cared about me. Now its time for me to pick up and push forward find what i am looking for and take it. Its kind of humbling working where i do and not make much money. I look at it as something to keep me pushing i dont want to be working at target rest of my life but I work hard no matter what. I work hard for myself and to honor my grandpa. He was truly an amazing man and i am blessed for having had him involved in my life. I will never forget what my mom told me before he passed away...the thing he was most proud of in his life was his grandchildren. That still gives me chills everytime i think of it. I will forever strive to be the man that he was and is. where i am at right now in my life is just a stepping stone to better things to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-6927492153307202113?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/6927492153307202113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=6927492153307202113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/6927492153307202113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/6927492153307202113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-changes.html' title='Life Changes..'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SOT69YILV7I/AAAAAAAAABM/eYO6nQF2BtI/s72-c/zi00016.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-3545952356996961399</id><published>2008-09-26T10:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:36:37.575-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SN0Pbw0pbTI/AAAAAAAAABE/6ZuBiY6DZ3k/s1600-h/DSC00946+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SN0Pbw0pbTI/AAAAAAAAABE/6ZuBiY6DZ3k/s320/DSC00946+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250369710220471602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally ... i made my move to montana, my house sold in washington. So now i can move on with my life and start what i intended on doing bettering myself and moving to a place were i didn't really know anyone. Where i could just have a fresh start pay off my bills and just live life. I have already made a ton of new friends and life just keeps getting better. The sale of my house was huge so much stress and pressure lifted off my back. This weekend my bro and I are headed to my sister's boyfriend's cabin out on McGregor lake. I have had a lot of good times out there and its just so relaxing being able to fish off the dock, chop wood and just sit back have a beer and look at the lake with the amazing view of the mountains.  I am still working over nights at target it has been kind of rough for hours but all the christmas stuff should start piling in and than i will always be at work haha so just have to wait it out a lil while longer. May look for something different because i kind of want regular days again but for now its fine.  This is a picture of what it looks like from the deck of the cabin but it really doesnt do it justice. but just thought i would share it with yall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-3545952356996961399?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/3545952356996961399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=3545952356996961399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/3545952356996961399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/3545952356996961399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-start.html' title='New Start'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SN0Pbw0pbTI/AAAAAAAAABE/6ZuBiY6DZ3k/s72-c/DSC00946+%281%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-5565366984725936045</id><published>2008-09-23T11:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:28:39.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life..Life and Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SNknPkZvb-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/WGDSp3w-aj8/s1600-h/mountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SNknPkZvb-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/WGDSp3w-aj8/s320/mountain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249269989100187618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so crazy even when you live out in the sticks life seems to still be stressful and annoying. Its weird how at the time and point in your life something may consume you but in the end it all passes and you just look back at it and might say well that sucked lol. Life is always changing for better or for worse. I keep wondering if there are still honest people out there. I am sure there are but for some reason i keep running into people who say they are honest and than when it comes down to it they just are not.  Or you try to trust some one over and over again but still when they get the chance to redeem them selves they just do the same old stuff they have always done. But in good news my house should be selling and it will be done and gone than i can get back to focusing on me and paying off my debt. I really have the perfect opportunity to take advantage of i am living at home for free and i work... so hopefully i can just continue to pay on my debts cause i have a ton of it and once that is done hopefully be able to provide for myself and move on to the next stage in my life whatever that maybe. I really like where i am at in kalispell montana. Its so nice to be around my  mom, brother and grandma. Since i spent most of my adolesence with my father. I love the country and just the everyday beauty that i get to see wether i am just going outside or going to town. I get to see all sorts of wild life and i can drive a lil ways up the mountain we live on and watch the sunset over the valley which is full with green trees. Moving here has put at the most peace i have been in a long time. I know life can get hectic and crazy but everytime i am i just take a step outside and breathe it all in and realize with time all things pass and that i can push through anything. And specially when i have my family by myside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-5565366984725936045?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/5565366984725936045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=5565366984725936045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5565366984725936045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5565366984725936045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/09/lifelife-and-life.html' title='Life..Life and Life'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SNknPkZvb-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/WGDSp3w-aj8/s72-c/mountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-5804410266240859866</id><published>2008-09-20T02:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T02:34:16.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Candle</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wrote this poem back in 10th or 11th grade and it was entered into a contest on poetry.com. It made it to the semi finals and was published in one of there books a little while after just figured i would share it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Like A Candle&lt;/h2&gt; So young and yet so fragile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can i feel like were a burning candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a candle flame we start out hot but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with time were not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with each drop of wax is like a day of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love that drips away with every hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have known in three months you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would be gone the flame still there but the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wax is gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-5804410266240859866?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/5804410266240859866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=5804410266240859866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5804410266240859866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/5804410266240859866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/09/like-candle.html' title='Like a Candle'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-499539155702405978</id><published>2008-09-17T15:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:18:24.924-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye stress</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i got news that my mobile home i own will be selling. so i am pretty excited about that, it will be nice to finally get it sold so i dont have to shell out money every paycheck for no one to live in it. Crazy thing is that i was so stressed out about it i decided to throw out a silent e-mail to the big guy up stairs about two days before it sold to just get this thing off my hands so i wont have to leave montana. So i thought that was pretty cool. It really is pretty crazy how everything always seems to play out the way it was meant to.  I have been trying to sell this place since march or april and had one guy say he was going to buy it made us jump through all sorts of hoops for him and than backed out. SO for the last two months i have been pulling my hair out and just trying to figure out how to get it to sale. I will be glad when it is all done and official. But i have to thank Tarin for taking care of it and handling all the calls and dealing with the stress of it all i know it could not have been easy but i really appreciate all the time, work, money and effort she has put into getting this place sold. So thanks T.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-499539155702405978?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/499539155702405978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=499539155702405978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/499539155702405978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/499539155702405978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/09/bye-bye-stress.html' title='Bye bye stress'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-3870915457048263367</id><published>2008-09-15T07:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:34:58.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SM5eI_Hm6FI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YQk6sa64Ct8/s1600-h/DSC01034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SM5eI_Hm6FI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YQk6sa64Ct8/s320/DSC01034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246234124408514642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sis has been hounding me to put a picture up that you can actually see of me... so here it is. I figured i could also tell you a lil about myself. I am a 6'1 massive man, sculpted like a greek god and walk around in only loin clothes on the weekdays! Ok not really.... i am not a greek god but i should be. I will be seriouse for a moment. I grew up all over you can read my profile for that info. My parents divorced just after my 13th b-day. I stayed with my dad and his new wife and my sister brittany in utah. From 13-18 were some of the hardest years of my life . The only good thing is that that whole expirience made me a better person. When i was 19 i got married and that lasted about 3 years. June 16th, 2008 i moved to Montana. I wanted to get away from the big city and return to my country boy roots that i loved so much when i was growing up as a yound child. So that brings us to now. I am on a self searching mission, I want to be the best person i can possibly be. So when i do finally meet that special someone I can treat them the way they deserve to be treated. I would like to settle down and have a nice lil family. But till than ...... I will continue to party like a rock star! not really :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-3870915457048263367?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/3870915457048263367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=3870915457048263367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/3870915457048263367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/3870915457048263367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/09/simply-me.html' title='Simply Me'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SM5eI_Hm6FI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YQk6sa64Ct8/s72-c/DSC01034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4199474534091060884.post-2346580909200177070</id><published>2008-09-14T02:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T02:44:34.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SMzM9Kjzn3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/-8yA14B_Pqc/s1600-h/DSC00990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SMzM9Kjzn3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/-8yA14B_Pqc/s320/DSC00990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245793017158410098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So a few weeks ago i went fishing with my step-dad John. We decided to go to Ashley lake which is soooo incredibly beautiful and peaceful. The water is greenish blue just like the ocean. It was a good get away just to relax and have no worries on your mind. John was the fortunate one this day and caught two fish..... i caught none.  He caught a pink salmon and ugh well this beauty that your looking at. Not to sure what it is but we just call it the sucker fish. When we saw it coming in close to the boat we were very excited because it was big. When we finally settled down from the catch and wanted to know what the hell it was, we both kind of looked in disgust and said what the F*** is that. I know that not even a mother could love this face. Imagane swimming and this thing latches on tou you or better yet your swimming nude for some reason and it latches onto something else O_o Either way it was a fun quik trip with a lil bit of excitement. Oh yea and i made him deal with the fish cause i thought it was to gross to touch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4199474534091060884-2346580909200177070?l=gerty44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/feeds/2346580909200177070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4199474534091060884&amp;postID=2346580909200177070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2346580909200177070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4199474534091060884/posts/default/2346580909200177070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerty44.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-of-fishing.html' title='A day of fishing'/><author><name>Gerty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08025135927140022106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XsvVeKArVg/TZl-oQmIlBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/B-UvjNkmSz8/s220/shot_1296684473569.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnR2PkVYZ3E/SMzM9Kjzn3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/-8yA14B_Pqc/s72-c/DSC00990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
