<?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-3422612825315050696</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:15:09.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucci in Blue Jeans</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bucci Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486698648219655943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EzNBFkP4Xs/TZ4TzpanYwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NzAuIa1aP08/s220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422612825315050696.post-6802746860510044408</id><published>2009-05-27T15:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T15:43:34.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'>this is for mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/Sh2w4F4Hy1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/6sTYmbnlfQI/s1600-h/IMG_3402.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/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/Sh2w4F4Hy1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/6sTYmbnlfQI/s320/IMG_3402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340619210828008274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was first our first stop on our excursion today. Aunt Gina needed to enlarge and make a couple more copies if some pictures, and this was the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/Sh2w4srCeRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/DF3nD4TxH_o/s1600-h/IMG_3394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/Sh2w4srCeRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/DF3nD4TxH_o/s320/IMG_3394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340619221242116370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our next stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/Sh2w5P-mQvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/IFiz5nRgEdY/s1600-h/IMG_3395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/Sh2w5P-mQvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/IFiz5nRgEdY/s320/IMG_3395.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340619230719394546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bounty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/Sh2w5Yq_e7I/AAAAAAAAAGs/IR11Ua7kSm0/s1600-h/IMG_3400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/Sh2w5Yq_e7I/AAAAAAAAAGs/IR11Ua7kSm0/s320/IMG_3400.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340619233053080498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home. It was really hot once we got back in the car. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/Sh2w55MXvWI/AAAAAAAAAG0/kBgKucJ24Y4/s1600-h/IMG_3403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/Sh2w55MXvWI/AAAAAAAAAG0/kBgKucJ24Y4/s320/IMG_3403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340619241783016802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me unloading the car. Auntie insisted I hold something for the picture, thus the lemonade in my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/Sh2zE0jCqGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/lLMUQy506Dg/s1600-h/IMG_3404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/Sh2zE0jCqGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/lLMUQy506Dg/s320/IMG_3404.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340621628537743458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more of our bounty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/Sh2zFUaaVJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bX4yKhe-sj4/s1600-h/IMG_3405.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/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/Sh2zFUaaVJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bX4yKhe-sj4/s320/IMG_3405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340621637091480722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid camera that would not hook up to this computer. &gt;:( very frusterating. As I am typing we are about to depart for A movie and chilling with Jen! YAY! We are going to see Night At the the Museum. Excitment! More pictures later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422612825315050696-6802746860510044408?l=buccijones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/feeds/6802746860510044408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422612825315050696&amp;postID=6802746860510044408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/6802746860510044408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/6802746860510044408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-for-mom.html' title='this is for mom!'/><author><name>Bucci Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486698648219655943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EzNBFkP4Xs/TZ4TzpanYwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NzAuIa1aP08/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/Sh2w4F4Hy1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/6sTYmbnlfQI/s72-c/IMG_3402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422612825315050696.post-4429385986243909238</id><published>2009-03-15T12:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:23:34.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A long long time ago.... was the last time I blogged</title><content type='html'>I am very bad at being consistent with a lot of stuff. stuff named blog. other stuff of course too but the blog is a big one. So let me catch you up on the important recent events. &lt;br /&gt;1. College.... This semester I took my first college class. It English 121 which I guess is just freshman english. I take it at Pikes Peak Community College. So far Ive done ok in it, it is a lot different than Im used to. So far Ive written on my personal definition of violence, a person or place that si important to me, and a paper on advice. Right now Im working on an analysis paper.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sickness.... Since the beginning of the school year I have been sick 3 or 4 times. I hardly ever get sick so this was very wierd and unnormal for me. After we thought I was recovering, I had a small relaps of one of the sickness'. My throat was also hurting so my mom took me to the doctors to get checked for strep. i didnt have strep. So, my mom comes into my room shortly after that and asks me if I have heard of anyone in my school having mono. I hadnt at the time but I learned after that that there were a couple cases of it in the school. So after blood tests we found that I did have mono. yay. while talking to my frend liz yesterday I realized she had the exact same simptoms before me! coinsidence... I think not. the good news is that I feel much better now, though I am still pretty tired.&lt;br /&gt;3. Soccer.... I didnt get to do soccer becasue of my college class and even if I had I wouldnt have been able to play because of the mono.&lt;br /&gt;4. Job... I have been working two mornings a week at one of our friends ranchs that is about ten minutes down the road. Thats is really awesome. I am also applying for a job at the new Marriot Fairfield thats coming in down the road. Hopefully a summer job.... :)&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now.... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422612825315050696-4429385986243909238?l=buccijones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/feeds/4429385986243909238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422612825315050696&amp;postID=4429385986243909238' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/4429385986243909238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/4429385986243909238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/2009/03/long-long-time-ago-was-last-time-i.html' title='A long long time ago.... was the last time I blogged'/><author><name>Bucci Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486698648219655943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EzNBFkP4Xs/TZ4TzpanYwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NzAuIa1aP08/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422612825315050696.post-6001897913890559337</id><published>2008-11-01T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:28:47.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloverfield and Halloween.</title><content type='html'>So last night my friend Liz, Boo, and I watched  a movie. Clovefield. And I must say that it was THE stupidest movie I have ever seen. No plot, rising conflict, or conclusion. It makes me upset just thinking that I wasted and hour and a half of time when I could have been doing something else. But on a happier note, we had soo much fun at New Life, and then had more fun trying to trick-or-treat at like 9:00. No one really came to thier doors. bummer. Then we went home and watched that stupid movie. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://api.ning.com/files/Sg9FbqW2r-ABssijRcxEmCS5lOjcbC9GFpxOwS0niV0_/cloverfieldposterthumb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 612px;" src="http://api.ning.com/files/Sg9FbqW2r-ABssijRcxEmCS5lOjcbC9GFpxOwS0niV0_/cloverfieldposterthumb2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SQ0PdokXFxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/aJR2iN5lVeo/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SQ0PdokXFxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/aJR2iN5lVeo/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263880541246527250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SQ0PdXvkNqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/MzpFIxzawks/s1600-h/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SQ0PdXvkNqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/MzpFIxzawks/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263880536730121890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SQ0Pd2FYSvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/C30wA5qrToU/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SQ0Pd2FYSvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/C30wA5qrToU/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263880544874679026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SQ0PdPopZrI/AAAAAAAAAFU/e0mnK3naDig/s1600-h/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SQ0PdPopZrI/AAAAAAAAAFU/e0mnK3naDig/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263880534553618098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422612825315050696-6001897913890559337?l=buccijones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/feeds/6001897913890559337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422612825315050696&amp;postID=6001897913890559337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/6001897913890559337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/6001897913890559337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/2008/11/cloverfield-and-halloween.html' title='Cloverfield and Halloween.'/><author><name>Bucci Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486698648219655943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EzNBFkP4Xs/TZ4TzpanYwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NzAuIa1aP08/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SQ0PdokXFxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/aJR2iN5lVeo/s72-c/DSC_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422612825315050696.post-6681891953210455233</id><published>2008-10-18T19:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T17:56:51.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo...... Its been awhile</title><content type='html'>I know friends. Its been a long time since Ive updated my blog. Sorry, but its not very high on my priority list, though I will try to remember more often. So, since the last time I blogged nothing much crazily exciting has happened. I have been going to public school for three classes and out of the three I really like all of then. For one though "like" is a relative term. Chemistry is pretty fun for me, I like my teacher, and I like the stuff we are learning in that class. I think its fun. But I am in conceptual chemistry, which is supposed to just have easier math. Apparently this is the class for all of those who failed regular chem though. So, pretty much all of the people in this class completely grind on my nerves every day. Its very hard for me to be in a class of kids who don't care about one thing and who don't do their homework. So, a lot of the time I come home frustrated because I was the only one in the class who had my homework done or something really stupid like that. Being the homeschooler that I am I'm used to having things done on time. Anyways.. I'm taking photo too and I totally love it.&lt;br /&gt;We are going to have Christmas with my cousins.. yay! It has been about seven months since we've seen them and we get to meet Nacoya too! I am very excited about that. Now all we have to do is convince my grandparents to move here. Not having much success with that though.&lt;br /&gt;It snowed yesterday night(which I was ecstatic about) and... that's about the newest news there is to share.&lt;br /&gt;When I have something else interesting to blog, I will share it with you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422612825315050696-6681891953210455233?l=buccijones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/feeds/6681891953210455233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422612825315050696&amp;postID=6681891953210455233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/6681891953210455233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/6681891953210455233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/2008/10/sooo-its-been-awhile.html' title='Sooo...... Its been awhile'/><author><name>Bucci Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486698648219655943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EzNBFkP4Xs/TZ4TzpanYwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NzAuIa1aP08/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422612825315050696.post-518872737184584539</id><published>2008-09-12T17:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T19:38:22.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>15 days later... The Permit!</title><content type='html'>Yay! I FINALLY got my permit! Fifteen days after my sixteenth birthday, just as long as it was before Boo's birthday. :) Next year at this time, she will be getting her permit, and I will be getting my license. It has taken much longer than expected. But.... I did it. We had to go way down in Colorado Springs to get it, and it took forever, but it was definitely worth it. My father took me driving last night, and it was much different than I originally expected, but it was very fun. Yay! &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245312948366471570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SMsYVe8j8ZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MaiJnk0NnoY/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245312949596680034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SMsYVjh3b2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/w0F-9HmsOkU/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245312955195489202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SMsYV4Yue7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/pWVSdv4g6PM/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422612825315050696-518872737184584539?l=buccijones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/feeds/518872737184584539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422612825315050696&amp;postID=518872737184584539' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/518872737184584539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/518872737184584539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/2008/09/15-days-later-permit.html' title='15 days later... The Permit!'/><author><name>Bucci Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486698648219655943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EzNBFkP4Xs/TZ4TzpanYwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NzAuIa1aP08/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SMsYVe8j8ZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MaiJnk0NnoY/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422612825315050696.post-934823029357666234</id><published>2008-08-31T19:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:02:08.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sixteen!</title><content type='html'>Well three days ago was my sixteenth birthday. It was so much fun! The day of my actual birthday I went out to lunch with my parents, went to school, and then had an awesome steak dinner with no green vegtables in honor of me. yay! That night we watched "Willow", and my parents tell me I was almost named after one of the characters. They just loved the the way they said her name. My sisters gave me an awesome book called "The Brides of Maine". It was really good. Friday we went to the local Mexican restaurant which was really yummy. That night we watched "Over Her Dead Body" and ate cake that one of our friends made for me. It was amazing! Oh, and that movie was dumb. At the resataurant my parents gave my some gorgeous diamond earrings that are absolutly awesome. I am very excited about them. My extended family in Cali gave me the Thriller cd by Micheal Jackson. The funny thing is is that it was blank. Bummer dude. So amazon is shipping me is different one. Over all I had an amazing birthday and I had so much fun. Some other things happening ..... the finishing of lina bolinas playhouse, which is taking place while I am writing; The starting of school, its going awsome; and baby keaton is so cute! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtGgLb6erI/AAAAAAAAADA/GmRMNSdNwBw/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240860110015330994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtGgLb6erI/AAAAAAAAADA/GmRMNSdNwBw/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtHtICbMKI/AAAAAAAAADI/9pw_f3YX_YM/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240861431953043618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtHtICbMKI/AAAAAAAAADI/9pw_f3YX_YM/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtGfMU1YMI/AAAAAAAAACo/IsTpfBEzvIk/s1600-h/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240860093074202818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtGfMU1YMI/AAAAAAAAACo/IsTpfBEzvIk/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtI_K-1o-I/AAAAAAAAADY/EOIGLqWCBUk/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240862841492579298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtI_K-1o-I/AAAAAAAAADY/EOIGLqWCBUk/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtHtfkJo3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/JMEK9bQI0-M/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240861438268515186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtHtfkJo3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/JMEK9bQI0-M/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtGfX87WGI/AAAAAAAAACw/q1FIo6pnsmw/s1600-h/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240860096195156066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtGfX87WGI/AAAAAAAAACw/q1FIo6pnsmw/s320/DSC_0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtGewVd9II/AAAAAAAAACg/N-V1fBg3z0o/s1600-h/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240860085560669314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtGewVd9II/AAAAAAAAACg/N-V1fBg3z0o/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtGf3k1wJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JR_ISfibB8I/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240860104684060818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtGf3k1wJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JR_ISfibB8I/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3422612825315050696-934823029357666234?l=buccijones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/feeds/934823029357666234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422612825315050696&amp;postID=934823029357666234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/934823029357666234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/934823029357666234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/2008/08/sweet-sixteen.html' title='Sweet Sixteen!'/><author><name>Bucci Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486698648219655943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EzNBFkP4Xs/TZ4TzpanYwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NzAuIa1aP08/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SLtGgLb6erI/AAAAAAAAADA/GmRMNSdNwBw/s72-c/DSC_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422612825315050696.post-6008211102306197853</id><published>2008-08-02T17:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:31:59.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lina Bolina's Playhouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJTtWjsvkKI/AAAAAAAAABc/janZwwBx4es/s1600-h/HPIM7687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230066039079800994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJTtWjsvkKI/AAAAAAAAABc/janZwwBx4es/s320/HPIM7687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was devoted to the continued building of Lina's new playhouse. We got all the measurements for the two long walls done, and one built. Then we (being Boo, Dad, and I) decided we were beginning to fade and made the desision to be done for today. So now me and Gabe are watching The Core. The part we are watching is so sad, this dude, we totally watch him die. uuggh. :( here are some pictures of the playhouse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the one long wall we built today. The two open spaces on the top are the are windows.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJTuyiZ1TuI/AAAAAAAAABk/GQH-E1ZluDs/s1600-h/HPIM7688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230067619280015074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJTuyiZ1TuI/AAAAAAAAABk/GQH-E1ZluDs/s320/HPIM7688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the base of the playhouse. We will be putting plyboard on the t&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJTv3KgKDTI/AAAAAAAAABs/u7iUbutmlKE/s1600-h/HPIM7686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230068798275063090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJTv3KgKDTI/AAAAAAAAABs/u7iUbutmlKE/s320/HPIM7686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;op once the walls are up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is Boo Boo. She has been reading this book that her friend Meghan loaned to her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422612825315050696-6008211102306197853?l=buccijones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/feeds/6008211102306197853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422612825315050696&amp;postID=6008211102306197853' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/6008211102306197853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/6008211102306197853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/2008/08/lina-bolinas-playhouse.html' title='Lina Bolina&apos;s Playhouse'/><author><name>Bucci Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486698648219655943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EzNBFkP4Xs/TZ4TzpanYwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NzAuIa1aP08/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJTtWjsvkKI/AAAAAAAAABc/janZwwBx4es/s72-c/HPIM7687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422612825315050696.post-4327064583470121768</id><published>2008-07-31T21:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T21:25:12.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ISFJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/isfj.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Nurturer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a strong need to belong, and you very loyal.&lt;br /&gt;A good listener, you excel at helping others in practical ways.&lt;br /&gt;In your spare time, you enjoy engaging your senses through art, cooking, and music.&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to be devoted to one person, who you do special things for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you express your emotions through actions.&lt;br /&gt;Taking care of someone is how you love them. And you do it well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you do well in a structured environment. You complete tasks well and on time.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good interior designer, chef, or child psychologist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Competent, dependable, and detail oriented&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Boring, dominant, and stuck in a rut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422612825315050696-4327064583470121768?l=buccijones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/feeds/4327064583470121768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422612825315050696&amp;postID=4327064583470121768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/4327064583470121768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/4327064583470121768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-personality.html' title='My Personality'/><author><name>Bucci Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486698648219655943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EzNBFkP4Xs/TZ4TzpanYwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NzAuIa1aP08/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422612825315050696.post-4969943218116182019</id><published>2008-07-31T20:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:32:00.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Stuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I could not for the life of me settle on one thing to blog about so I thought I would randomly choose a month from our pictures on this computer and see what I remember. This is what I came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJKAj68RF-I/AAAAAAAAABU/ZzbgBLMhkbY/s1600-h/IM001701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229383471936378850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJKAj68RF-I/AAAAAAAAABU/ZzbgBLMhkbY/s320/IM001701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad got all three of us girls these slippers that had Chinese patterned material on them. They were pretty awesome. Lina was wearing my head thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJJ-cL8E-3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/daCsHK-q1ug/s1600-h/IM001708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229381140036778866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJJ-cL8E-3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/daCsHK-q1ug/s320/IM001708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think dad was doing something for work and needed a picture of all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At the cabin in Fish Camp! Fun, fun! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJKAK0MpLyI/AAAAAAAAABM/9p3r49K2zHc/s1600-h/IM001744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229383040629288738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJKAK0MpLyI/AAAAAAAAABM/9p3r49K2zHc/s320/IM001744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(these are all May 2004 BTW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJJ_nQIfugI/AAAAAAAAABE/iYoafBHcBaQ/s1600-h/IM001690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229382429652793858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJJ_nQIfugI/AAAAAAAAABE/iYoafBHcBaQ/s320/IM001690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute little Boo Boo made this by hand for her bestest friend Big Mac for her American Girl Doll Kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3422612825315050696-4969943218116182019?l=buccijones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/feeds/4969943218116182019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422612825315050696&amp;postID=4969943218116182019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/4969943218116182019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/4969943218116182019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/2008/07/random-stuff.html' title='Random Stuff...'/><author><name>Bucci Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486698648219655943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EzNBFkP4Xs/TZ4TzpanYwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NzAuIa1aP08/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQ0RcOYlVeE/SJKAj68RF-I/AAAAAAAAABU/ZzbgBLMhkbY/s72-c/IM001701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422612825315050696.post-1879178570903730359</id><published>2008-07-29T17:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T14:58:44.974-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me in Blue Jeans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;I am a horse lover. They are my passion in the world. I would live on a horse if I could, but I dont think my mother would let me. Let me tell you my horse story. When I was eight we found Mrs. G. She is the most compassionate and loving person. I started out just taking lessons from her, then I started helping out with stuff around the ranch, and when I was about thirteen Some people hired me to ride their horses a couple times a week. In that time span I did an entire show year, got bucked off of horses numerous times and made great friends. I love that place. So what now that I'm in Colorado you ask? For a very long time I thought that I would never ride a horse again. We went to so many ranches and called so many people I thought my head would blow up. A LOT of the ranches just ride English around here. Its just strange. Just when I thought all was lost.... &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;! We found Mrs. W! I have gone out and ridden at her place just once, but if everything works out we are going to do a partial lease on a horse named Cadence(yes, that is my cousins name with a K). We are going to have to find a nickname for him. I am very excited and so thankful that God has opened up this door for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422612825315050696-1879178570903730359?l=buccijones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/feeds/1879178570903730359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422612825315050696&amp;postID=1879178570903730359' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/1879178570903730359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422612825315050696/posts/default/1879178570903730359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccijones.blogspot.com/2008/07/me-in-blue-jeans.html' title='Me in Blue Jeans'/><author><name>Bucci Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486698648219655943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EzNBFkP4Xs/TZ4TzpanYwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NzAuIa1aP08/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
