tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289830912024-03-06T23:31:23.016-05:00Living for the simple things in lifeI am 47 years old; I am a wife of one, a mother of seven, and a grandmother of four. I enjoy listening to and singing many different styles of Christian music. I enjoy blogging because it helps me relax.Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.comBlogger619125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-49017042788843287132015-05-09T14:54:00.001-04:002015-05-09T14:54:46.677-04:00Happy Mother's DayA Mother's Love<br />
<br />
A Mother's love is something<br />
that no one can explain,<br />
It is made of deep devotion<br />
and of sacrifice and pain,<br />
It is endless and unselfish<br />
and enduring come what may<br />
For nothing can destroy it<br />
or take that love away . . .<br />
It is patient and forgiving<br />
when all others are forsaking,<br />
And it never fails or falters<br />
even though the heart is breaking . . .<br />
It believes beyond believing<br />
when the world around condemns,<br />
And it glows with all the beauty<br />
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .<br />
It is far beyond defining,<br />
it defies all explanation,<br />
And it still remains a secret<br />
like the mysteries of creation . . .<br />
A many splendoured miracle<br />
man cannot understand<br />
And another wondrous evidence<br />
of God's tender guiding hand.Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-20852457506049555062015-04-15T11:05:00.000-04:002015-04-15T11:05:15.545-04:00Calories for April 15th I am going to start keeping track of my calorie and water intake per day. I am doing the 30 day shred and biking so I can get back in shape. <br />
<br />
8 oz glass of water before I left for work<br />
16 oz glass of water at break<br />
Banana for break 105 calories<br />
16 oz glass of water at lunch<br />
Banana and a cutie orange for lunch 105 calories for b and 80 calories for c<br />
<br />
Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-19258991840704889022015-04-08T16:46:00.003-04:002015-04-08T16:47:04.115-04:00Fat free Vegan Carrot Cake and Taco Salad that my family loves. Fat Free Vegan Carrot Cake (makes one 4-5 inch high 10 inch bundt cake)<br />
Wet ingredients:<br />
2 Cups packed finely grated carrots<br />
1 & 1/2 cups packed Brown Sugar (we use sucanat)<br />
1 & 3/4 cups water<br />
1-cup raisins<br />
1 tsp vanilla<br />
Dry ingredients:<br />
3 cups unbleached white flour<br />
1 tsp cinnamon<br />
1/2 tsp ginger<br />
1/2 tsp nutmeg<br />
1/14 tsp cloves<br />
1 tsp salt<br />
1 tsp baking soda<br />
2 tsp baking powder<br />
Optional additional ingredients: 1-cup nuts (we put in chopped walnuts)<br />
<br />
Directions:<br />
(Do this part ahead of time) Combine the wet ingredients in a saucepan and bring to a boil. Simmer for 5 minutes, cover, and let the mixture sit for at least an hour. But overnight is best. The mixture will stay fairly thin.<br />
When the allotted time has past, preheat the oven to 300 F and generously oil and flour a 10-inch bundt pan. Combine the dry ingredients in a large mixing bowl. Add the cooled carrot mixture and stir/ford gently only until no trace of flour is left. Fold in any optional ingredients if you want to add some. Pour batter into the prepared pan, and bake for 1 hour or until the cake is firm to the touch and a probe comes out clean. Cool in the pan on a rack for 10 minutes, and then invert onto serving plate.<br />
For the top: Lemon glaze (after cake is baked)<br />
1/2-cup sugar (gain we use sucanat)<br />
1/4-cup fresh lemon juice<br />
Combine in a saucepan and heat until the sugar dissolves. That's it!<br />
If you like, poke holes in the top of the cake with a toothpick or a sharp knife before you slowly pour the glaze over the top. That way more of the glaze can seep down into the cake.<br />
If you are making muffins time will be 30 minutes at 300 F.<br />
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<br />
TACO SALAD<br />
<br />
1 lb ground beef<br />
1 envelope taco seasoning<br />
1 head lettuce, shredded<br />
1 12 oz pkg. shredded cheddar cheese<br />
1 12 oz bag nacho cheese flavored Doritos, crushed<br />
1 16 oz. French Dressing<br />
Brown ground beef and add taco seasoning. Simmer according to directions.<br />
Place in large bowl and refrigerate until cool. lettuce, cheese, and Doritos. Mix well.<br />
Cover with salad dressing. Mix again. Serve almost immediately.Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-65685910905610270042015-04-03T16:24:00.001-04:002015-04-03T16:27:56.728-04:00Christ Resurrection<span style="font-style: italic;">Christ Resurrection</span><br />
<br />
Matt 28:5-6 And the angel answered and said unto the women, Fear not ye: for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified.<br />
<br />
Matt 28:6 He is not here: for he is risen, as he said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay.<br />
<br />
Easter is a holiday when most people think of the Easter bunny, decorating eggs, dressing up in your best Sunday outfit and going to church.<br />
<br />
Easter should be more than just another holiday to a Christian. It's the Sunday set aside to recognize the resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ. GOD sent his WORD in the form of a child, being born to Mary the Virgin as God's only Begotten Son. He lived a very short time on earth, having been a carpenter and then God's messenger the last three years or so of his life. He was crucified, nailing all our sins to the cross, covering them with his precious blood. If we believe on him, accept his free gift of salvation, then we too will see him in all his Glory one day!<br />
<br />
Jesus was compelled to bear his own cross, to travel to Golgotha, where they placed upon his head a crown of thorns and proclaimed him "THIS IS JESUS THE KING OF THE JEWS!". They placed him between two thieves hanging on a cross, drove nails through his hands and feet, later piercing his side to make sure he was dead. They took his garments to draw lots to see who would get them.<br />
<br />
Mark 15:33 And when the sixth hour was come, there was darkness over the whole land until the ninth hour.<br />
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Mark 15:34 And at the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? "<br />
<br />
He was mocked and given vinegar to drink instead of water.<br />
<br />
John 19:28 After this, Jesus knowing that all things were now accomplished, that the scripture might be fulfilled, saith, I thirst.<br />
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John 19:30 When Jesus therefore had received the vinegar, he said, It is finished: and he bowed his head, and gave up the ghost.<br />
<br />
Mark 15:38 And the veil of the temple was rent in twain from the top to the bottom.<br />
<br />
Mark15:39 And when the centurion, which stood over against him, saw that he so cried out, and gave up the ghost, he said, Truly this man was the Son of God.<br />
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Mark 16:1 And when the sabbath was past, Mary Magdalene, and Mary the [mother] of James, and Salome, had bought sweet spices, that they might come and anoint him.<br />
<br />
Mark 16:2 And very early in the morning the first [day] of the week, they came unto the sepulchre at the rising of the sun.<br />
<br />
Mark 16:3 And they said among themselves, Who shall roll us away the stone from the door of the sepulchre?<br />
<br />
Mark 16:4 And when they looked, they saw that the stone was rolled away: for it was very great.<br />
<br />
Mark 16:5 And entering into the sepulchre, they saw a young man sitting on the right side, clothed in a long white garment; and they were affrighted.<br />
<br />
Mark 16:6 And he saith unto them, Be not affrighted: Ye seek Jesus of Nazareth, which was crucified: he is risen; he is not here: behold the place where they laid him.<br />
<br />
<span style="font-style: italic;">Alleluia He Has Risen</span><br />
<br />
They came to see His body in the tomb<br />
With spices all prepared.<br />
When they arrived no one was in the room<br />
They were full of despair.<br />
<br />
He has risen from the dead<br />
Alleluia, Alleluia<br />
He is living now instead.<br />
Alleluia, Alleluia<br />
He has risen from the dead.<br />
<br />
Now they came to see Jesus On the way.<br />
They didn't know He was the same<br />
When He spoke it was early in the day.<br />
Then He called Mary's name.<br />
He has risen form the dead<br />
Alleluia, Alleluia<br />
He is living now instead<br />
Alleluia, Alleluia<br />
He has risen from the dead.<br />
<br />
They ran to tell the news,<br />
Jesus is alive to the disciples there.<br />
In joy they told the rest,<br />
Jesus is alive ~<br />
It was alleluia square!<br />
<br />
He has risen from the dead<br />
Alleluia, Alleluia<br />
He is living now instead<br />
Alleluia, Alleluia<br />
He has risen from the dead<br />
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Poem written by: Lena Ayer Kittrell ©Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-49920784399812128852015-03-27T14:24:00.001-04:002015-03-27T14:24:21.449-04:00Is there any better time of the year than spring? Not for me. Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-75340337355161981022015-03-14T13:20:00.001-04:002015-03-14T13:20:44.029-04:00<div class="_5pbx userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">
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I came home Thursday to these beautiful spring flowers, a teddy bear and a box of candy. My dear hubby said it was just because he loves me. He sent the sweetest note with the gifts. <br />
He wrote,<br />
I love the way your eyes captivate my soul. <span class="text_exposed_hide">...</span><span class="text_exposed_show"><br /> How your smile lights a room.<br /> The sound of your laughter. The joy you have in our kids and grandkids. The world is a better place and I am a better man because of you. </span><br />
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Thank you my love,<br />
Your Hubby<br />
That is so very sweet. I can truly say I had a lump in my throat that I had to hold back. 29 years and he still loves me that much.</div>
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I love the way your eyes captivate my soul.
How your smile lights a room.
The sound of your laughter. The joy you have in our kids and grandkids. The world is a better place and I am a better man because of you.
Thank you my love,
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Merry Christmas from our house to all of you. <br />Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-19714778394657636832014-12-09T19:41:00.005-05:002014-12-09T19:41:57.108-05:00A Different Christmas PoemA Different Christmas Poem<br />
By Michael Marks<br />
<br />
<br />
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,<br />
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.<br />
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,<br />
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.<br />
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,<br />
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.<br />
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,<br />
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.<br />
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,<br />
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.<br />
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,<br />
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.<br />
<br />
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,<br />
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.<br />
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, then the<br />
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.<br />
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,<br />
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.<br />
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,<br />
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.<br />
<br />
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,<br />
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.<br />
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,<br />
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.<br />
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,<br />
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!<br />
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,<br />
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"<br />
<br />
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,<br />
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..<br />
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light,<br />
Then he sighed and he said "Itʼs really all right,<br />
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."<br />
"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,<br />
That separates you from the darkest of times.<br />
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,<br />
I'm proud to stand here like my fatherʼs before me.<br />
My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December,"<br />
Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."<br />
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ',<br />
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.<br />
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,<br />
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.<br />
<br />
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,<br />
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.<br />
I can live through the cold and the being alone,<br />
Away from my family, my house and my home.<br />
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,<br />
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.<br />
I can carry the weight of killing another,<br />
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..<br />
Who stand at the front against any and all,<br />
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."<br />
"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,<br />
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."<br />
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,<br />
"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?<br />
It seems all too little for all that you've done,<br />
For being away from your wife and your son."<br />
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,<br />
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.<br />
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,<br />
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.<br />
For when we come home, either standing or dead,<br />
To know you remember we fought and we bled.<br />
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,<br />
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-78881912070860396802014-11-06T09:14:00.007-05:002014-11-06T09:14:29.047-05:00I know that I can do nothing without the Lord. I have to have faith that God will take care of this situation. <br />
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Asking for prayer for my Daughter-in-law Mirta, my son Aaron's wife, she is having surgery tomorrow at noon to correct a twisted colon. Part of the colon died so they have to remove the dead tissue and reattach. Prayer for the surgery, swift recovery and for Aaron and their three children, Lincoln age 3, Aiden age 2 and Elliott age 2 months. Aaron is in the navy and has had to take leave to be with the three children. Mirta has been in the hospital since last Saturday night and we are not sure when she will be able to return home. Please pray for all of them through this trying time. Thank you.Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-21104541712311314552014-10-28T10:10:00.001-04:002014-10-30T09:52:54.089-04:00Happy Birthday to my adorable granddaughter Ava Joy. Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-81999225860287819602014-10-17T12:08:00.000-04:002014-10-17T12:08:54.976-04:00Pumpkin patch<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My son Aaron and his son Lincoln at the pumpkin patch on our visit. <br />Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-9425375300070467072014-09-17T06:45:00.000-04:002014-09-17T06:45:00.820-04:00Happy Birthday Aaron<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5997/3077/1600/AJ.5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5997/3077/320/AJ.5.jpg" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /></a><br />
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My baby is now 25th. <br />
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Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-52903283732332441132014-08-26T19:31:00.002-04:002014-08-26T19:33:28.336-04:00School is back in session It that time of year again for our children to return to school for EMU to get busy with students eager to learn. It is fun and exciting for me when our building is busy. It's Bo's last year in high school. The end of getting 6 children through high school. <br />
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Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-70388257467935164932014-08-11T21:58:00.001-04:002014-08-11T21:58:43.374-04:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCRtF4IEL3FbnaHKgOVomqUpaKxIxnX92PZhhjHpbXNdf77y-0WlkFnVc5khoAomzz3OdjuVSLrYuqP3PwcFKBheHAIgxStwpSLrY60NnLW2c7E_5UgXR3OQVgX8506zMUEZT/s1600-h/038.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCRtF4IEL3FbnaHKgOVomqUpaKxIxnX92PZhhjHpbXNdf77y-0WlkFnVc5khoAomzz3OdjuVSLrYuqP3PwcFKBheHAIgxStwpSLrY60NnLW2c7E_5UgXR3OQVgX8506zMUEZT/s400/038.JPG" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233570889879051394" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a> Happy Birthday to my loving husband. <br />
Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-11992064559157696242014-08-05T08:57:00.001-04:002014-08-05T08:57:32.515-04:00I'm trying so hard to not let things that come up in my life bring me down but it is very hard. I let one of the temps use my phone twice because of an emergency that came up outside of work. She doesn't work in our building normally so I let her use my phone. She dropped it in my mop bucket. Now I have no phone and insurance doesn't cover phones that have been in water. Ugggg <br />
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They send her back over to our building again today and I am trying to be nice but she won't stop bringing it up and she got a new phone last night and she just had to show me it. <br />
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This is my husband and I 28 years ago February 14, 1986 on our Wedding Day.
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My 23rd Wedding Anniversary is today. (Yes, it's really on Valentine's Day) I tried to focus my mind on this today while I was on my route. I have spent this week doing little things for my husband each day. My husband did special things for me as well this week. As I thought about my husband this past week, I was reminded of how wonderful he is. He is perfect for me, he puts me first, right after God. We never fight, and if we have a disagreement we always work things out without fighting, how perfect is that! He is not afraid to tell me he loves me many times each day. I told him today that I was going to buy something special to wear just for him. The sweet man that he is said, "Honey, you look good to me in everything you wear". (It just melts my heart that he still finds me attractive after all these years) I'll list more wonderful things about him on my Marriage Monday post! Our 15th Anniversary/Valentine's day is something I will never forget. I'll post all about it Monday and I'll share the most romantic love letter I have ever received. I bet you can guess who it was from? LOL!!!!
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Go on a romantic getaway whether it’s for a night, a weekend, or a full vacation. Bed and breakfasts are a perfect spot for a romantic weekend. Try to choose one that is near a lake or other secluded area where you can stroll hand in hand and enjoy each other’s company. This makes the experience much more intimate.
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Take a second honeymoon to a destination that you have both always wanted to visit. Whether your trip is to an exotic destination or a rustic cabin, it will allow you to enjoy intimacy in a special, private setting.
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<span style="font-style: italic;">This sounds like something I might be able to pull off. Our anniversary falls on Thursday this year. I've already talked to my daughter-in-law about keeping the kids over night, they have no school on Friday. I like this one a lot! </span>
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True Love- a Compilation of Love songs from the era you were married including songs like True from Spandu Ballet and Save a Prayer from Duran Duran.
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For my Marriage Monday post, I'll fill you'll in on what I have come up with for our Anniversary/Valentines day evening.
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My husband has already informed me that we have reservation at 6:00 p.m. at an Italian Restaurant. Only my husband would know how much I love Italian food.
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Happy Birthday to my sweet grandson Aiden. 2 years have gone by so very fast. Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-17766300867895495782014-07-14T13:05:00.002-04:002014-07-14T13:06:20.216-04:00The story of my life. I turn 51 tomorrow. 2014 didn't start off very well for me but it has gotten better. I am trying to put things in the Lord's hands each and every day.
I want to try and use this blog for my journal entries each day. What is going on in my life. pros and cons to the things I am dealing with and my thoughts on how I can deal with them in a Godly way.
Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-61539133091462358632013-02-12T12:41:00.001-05:002013-02-12T12:41:14.370-05:00Date NightTonight I am taking my hubby out for our 28th wedding anniversary. It will be on February 14th. We are going to see Identiy Thief and then go to dinner. I can't wait! I'm getting off work an our early so we can see the 4:25 p.m. show so because we both have to work in the A.M.
It's been a very busy day here at Eastern. Deka is in today plus some business men so we have a good crowd. love busy days. They go by so fast.
Enough for today only a few more minutes left until my lunch is over. Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com172tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28983091.post-63035053853520954402013-02-11T13:06:00.001-05:002013-02-11T13:06:19.729-05:00I missed bloggingToday is February 11, 2013 it has been sometime since I visited my blog. My life seems so different now. I work at Eastern now and no longer deliver the new paper. I have been at EMU for A year and three months. Seems crazy! It is true....the older I get the faster the time seems to go.
Three of my children are married and I have 5 granchildren now. I love all of them so very much. God has sure blessed me. I have three children at home still but only one that is still in High School. That seems unbelievable!
I have been married to the same wonderful man for almost 28 years on February 14th. Can't believe that we have been together for so long. He is a wonderful husband and father to our children. I couldn't have asked for a better man.
My lunch is over so I'd better get back to work. Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520419892602571761noreply@blogger.com1