tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-260348692011-04-21T17:42:05.475ZI asked James if "wannabe" was a right expression to use here and he said NO, "WILL BE" is. :D:D:Djimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735310947668534046noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26034869.post-1155398751604345622006-07-26T16:01:00.000Z2006-08-12T16:05:51.616Z<p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5527/1474/1600/ring%2026.07.06%20033.1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5527/1474/320/ring%2026.07.06%20033.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5527/1474/1600/hands.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5527/1474/320/hands.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5527/1474/1600/ring%2026.07.06%20027.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5527/1474/320/ring%2026.07.06%20027.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26034869-115539875160434562?l=kristinsman.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735310947668534046noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26034869.post-1153041982935312332006-07-15T18:23:00.000Z2006-07-16T09:26:22.946Z<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5527/1474/1600/angel2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5527/1474/320/angel2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />If I should stay,<br />I would only be in your way.<br />So I'll go, but I know<br />I'll think of you ev'ry step of the way.<br /><br />And I will always love you.<br />I will always love you.<br />You, my darling you. Hmm.<br /><br />Bittersweet memories<br />that is all I'm taking with me.<br />So, goodbye. Please, don't cry.<br />We both know I'm not what you, you need.<br /><br />And I will always love you.<br />I will always love you.<br /><br />I hope life treats you kind<br />And I hope you have all you've dreamed of.<br />And I wish to you, joy and happiness.<br />But above all this, I wish you love.<br /><br />And I will always love you.<br />I will always love you.<br />I will always love you.<br />I will always love you.<br />I will always love you.<br />I, I will always love you.<br /><br />You, darling, I love you.<br />Ooh, I'll always, I'll always love you. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26034869-115304198293531233?l=kristinsman.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735310947668534046noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26034869.post-1153042358688499272006-07-12T11:28:00.000Z2006-07-16T09:32:38.686Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7282/2725/1600/4%20months.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7282/2725/320/4%20months.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26034869-115304235868849927?l=kristinsman.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735310947668534046noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26034869.post-1152222532476874292006-07-06T21:42:00.000Z2006-07-06T21:48:52.476Z<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7282/2725/1600/forgetmenot.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7282/2725/320/forgetmenot.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://hometown.aol.com/misti198/kathleen.html"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>http://hometown.aol.com/misti198/kathleen.html</strong></span></a> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">(the day you bought the ring!)</div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26034869-115222253247687429?l=kristinsman.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735310947668534046noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26034869.post-1152223228739348082006-07-03T16:26:00.000Z2006-07-06T22:00:28.740Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7282/2725/1600/missent%20to%20beliz.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7282/2725/320/missent%20to%20beliz.jpg" border="0" /></a> And after almost 2 month while visiting South-America, it found it's way... (VERY Belated Birthday Wishes and all still inside :))<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26034869-115222322873934808?l=kristinsman.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735310947668534046noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26034869.post-1152222801210976112006-06-12T17:50:00.000Z2006-07-06T21:53:21.210Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7282/2725/1600/anniversary.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7282/2725/320/anniversary.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26034869-115222280121097611?l=kristinsman.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735310947668534046noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26034869.post-1146288121592412782006-04-29T05:17:00.000Z2006-04-29T05:22:01.603Z<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7282/2725/1600/lots%20of%20roses.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7282/2725/320/lots%20of%20roses.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">"Let us look behind us with understanding, </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#003300;">before us with faith, </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#003300;">and around us with love"</span></strong></div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26034869-114628812159241278?l=kristinsman.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735310947668534046noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26034869.post-1144953546011706262006-04-13T21:35:00.000Z2006-04-13T19:57:08.593Z<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7282/2725/1600/risks_of_loving.4.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7282/2725/320/risks_of_loving.2.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> <strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">click on the image to enlarge it*</span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;">There is a risk involved in everything. </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;">Every time you share a smile, </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;">Every time you shed a tear, </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;">You are opening yourself up to hurt.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;">*****</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>Some people tread slowly through life, </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>Avoiding the closeness risk brings, </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>Sidestepping the things they can't understand, </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>Turning away from those who care too much, </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>Those who care too long, </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>Those who hold too tightly.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;">*****</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>There is never an easy way to love. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>You cannot approach it cautiously. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>It will not wait for you to arm yourself. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>It does not care if you turn away.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;">*****</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>It is everywhere, it is everything. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>Love is the greatest of all risks. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>It is not reliable, it is not cautious, </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>It is not sympathetic. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>It is unprejudiced and unmerciful. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>It strikes the strongest of mind. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>And brings them to their knees in one blow.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;">*****</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>Even in the best of times, love hurts. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>It hurts to need, it hurts to belong, </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>It hurts to be the other part of someone else, </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>Without either of your consent, </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>But, from the moment it overtakes you, </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>It hurts worse to be alone.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;">*****</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Loving You Today</span> </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>Glad We Took The Risk</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7282/2725/320/1.jpg" border="0" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26034869-114495354601170626?l=kristinsman.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735310947668534046noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26034869.post-1144943404797369892006-04-13T15:37:00.000Z2006-04-13T16:06:33.356ZDAMN.<br />I've been trying to get this GOD DAMNED e-card here for hours now and have got NOWHERE with it.<br />SHIT.<br />F--K.<br />etc.<br />( I'm Kristin Marie; I'm doing it for James :))<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26034869-114494340479736989?l=kristinsman.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735310947668534046noreply@blogger.com1