<?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-2956959901818771704</id><updated>2011-10-02T03:53:18.888-07:00</updated><category term='wife family'/><title type='text'>Hambelto</title><subtitle type='html'>Just one persons life in many.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-5654642996645099390</id><published>2011-05-24T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T09:38:12.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>selfishness</title><content type='html'>In life, I am learning and I am learned:&lt;br /&gt;I have come to realize that when the stresses of work and life and home become abundant, i release those stresses via very selfish and thoughtless ways.&lt;br /&gt;the releasing not only hurts my, but others around me. perhaps by acknowledging this - freedom of practises long created for by myself for stress relief will stop controlling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i am vague, but embarrassments have made me realize this -&lt;br /&gt;i am a better person - i am loved by a creator - i am blessed to be loved by a wife - i am blessed to love my children and recieve love from them - i have a decent paying job (although i think i am worth more) - i have a roof over my head - i have two vehicles, one is paid for and and one is almost paid for - &lt;br /&gt;i am responsible for my decisions at all times - regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the thing i need to be coherant of at all times. my decisions are either going to help people or hurt people, including myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-5654642996645099390?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/5654642996645099390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=5654642996645099390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/5654642996645099390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/5654642996645099390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2011/05/selfishness.html' title='selfishness'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-3621067769177835479</id><published>2011-05-13T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T15:09:10.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>down i come</title><content type='html'>okay,&lt;br /&gt;ran a marathon in April - did it in 4 hours 3 mintues and 40 some seconds... way better than i thought. my friend Brian Wendt helped me out a ton! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since 1 and half years ago i have lost about 20 pounds... i am now continually under 190, about 187 all the time - i did hit my magic goal number of 185 the other day - that was really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i have a small addiction to running, that is all i can tell you - i feel better about myself, i have more energy. it is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is a bitch... thinking about becoming a firefighter about every 3rd day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-3621067769177835479?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/3621067769177835479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=3621067769177835479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/3621067769177835479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/3621067769177835479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2011/05/down-i-come.html' title='down i come'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-534976532535146964</id><published>2011-03-03T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T08:49:26.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>training</title><content type='html'>So, it has been awhile since i posted anything... for a bit i was posting somewhat regularly trying to get things dialed in on my weight and my training for the Seattle Half Marathon...  then suddenly it happened and ski season started and life happened...&lt;br /&gt;    well, since then I have actually signed up for the Wenatchee marathon...  my first ever marathon!   I have been trying to run 18 plus miles a week and I really need to step that up, but the good news is that I have new shoes coming, so that should encourage me...  &lt;br /&gt;    the whole weight thing?   i want to be at 185 and stay there...  well, this morning I hoped on the scale and it was encourging...   188...   very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   so, i will try to keep it updated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb. was a tough month...  Mom tore her ACL, the kids skiied, I skiied we played, just busy busy, but we booked tickets to Hawaii!  yeah baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-534976532535146964?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/534976532535146964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=534976532535146964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/534976532535146964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/534976532535146964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2011/03/training.html' title='training'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-6128632833440024073</id><published>2011-01-04T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T15:46:45.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/TSOxDeAotnI/AAAAAAAAACY/ebYL3A4chMo/s1600/IMG_9152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558481038258779762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/TSOxDeAotnI/AAAAAAAAACY/ebYL3A4chMo/s320/IMG_9152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When i get to wake up next to this beautiful girl almost everyday, i think i am blessed.  she cares for me and my family.  she seeks a family leader...  i try...   but really, she chose me, and I am so thankful for that.&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/2956959901818771704-6128632833440024073?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/6128632833440024073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=6128632833440024073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/6128632833440024073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/6128632833440024073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-of-my-life.html' title='Love of my life'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/TSOxDeAotnI/AAAAAAAAACY/ebYL3A4chMo/s72-c/IMG_9152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-7443471828337628899</id><published>2010-12-08T14:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T14:49:50.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>parents choices....</title><content type='html'>i am almost sickened every couple of days because of the news that i keep reading... parents killing their children, small, young, innocent and full of life children.  these people are fucked in the head.  that is all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;   i am a parent of 3 kids and i love them so much, they make me so happy...  sure they can be frustrating, but i want to spend time with them, i want to see the smile, i like it when they make me proud, i love to hear their stories, i just love it all!&lt;br /&gt;     my wife is the best mom in the world...  so maybe, just maybe we should start a movement of torture for any parent that kills their child.  i don't care if you are 15 or 85, respect the life of a child.  don't smoke in the car with them, protect their health...  your choices as a parent affects your childs future. &lt;br /&gt;   anyhow i do think that torture would be a good consequence for parents killing children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note... weight loss and the 1/2 marathon....&lt;br /&gt;    i ran the 1/2 marathon, 1 hour 51 minutes and 50 seconds ish... got some burly blisters, but ran my ass off...  i was tired, but it was worth it...  maybe the Wenatchee Marathon in April, that would be cool.  i'll keep this up, down to 192 on the scale in the mornings...  but now you know one of my annoyances in life.  love life, you only get one...  do what you can to make people smile, that is how we should be living...  not for me, but for others.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-7443471828337628899?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/7443471828337628899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=7443471828337628899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/7443471828337628899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/7443471828337628899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/12/parents-choices.html' title='parents choices....'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-525964523742024740</id><published>2010-11-16T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T09:07:11.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy storm</title><content type='html'>so last night, i was working on some shelving for our laundry room while Wendy went to bed...  it was nice and relaxing to just enjoy myself for a couple of hours of solo time in the garage.  we had a mis-understanding of how they should be built, but after we got the figured out, all was good...  but around 11 pm, a crazy ran/wind storm came hauling though....  it was loud and i thought for sure there would be some damage, but nothing to bad...&lt;br /&gt;     on another note, i ran 5 miles yesterday and this morning my shines and my left knee hurt a bit, but i am going to power through... tomorrow will be another 5 mile run for me.  I am thankful for my health and my abilibity to rock while running.  on the scale this morning...  190#'s, so that was awesome.  I am just going to keep at it.  my life is good.  my wife is amazing, my children love me and my dog sleeps in the house now.&lt;br /&gt;    more stories later, but now i am off for the day to do some work.  i pray that God will help me move some fruit!  praise Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-525964523742024740?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/525964523742024740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=525964523742024740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/525964523742024740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/525964523742024740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/11/crazy-storm.html' title='crazy storm'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-3070119513562636970</id><published>2010-11-15T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T14:50:26.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>plesent Monday</title><content type='html'>Well,&lt;br /&gt;     i ran 5 miles today at lunch and I was exhausted when it finished...  i think i need to eat about 10:30 am so I can have more food energy when I run...   I finished in under 41 minutes, so that was really cool.  another fun this is that on Friday i weight 191 and this morning after feasting all weeking on food and alcohol i was only 192... &lt;br /&gt;   my times are faster, i am starting the weight loss, etc...  my brother in law is running 9:30 to 10 minute miles, so there is a chance i will be able to beat him at this half marathon thing...  who know...&lt;br /&gt;      this weekend was very interesting for me...   we went with my parents to see their boat, kind of slowed down to there speed for a few days, no kids...   it made me realize how regardless of what life brings i want to be reverent in my childrens lifes....  always, that is all there is to it...  anyhow, more later, but i plan on doing 5 miles on Wednesday this week and another 5 on Friday...  with maybe another small one on the weekend, but it is tough always finding time and it is getting cold...&lt;br /&gt;    until next time.. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-3070119513562636970?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/3070119513562636970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=3070119513562636970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/3070119513562636970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/3070119513562636970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/11/plesent-monday.html' title='plesent Monday'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-1043633876892846511</id><published>2010-11-11T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T14:29:21.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a good day</title><content type='html'>Okay, so it is about 40 degree's outside and i went for a run during lunch, i did my little 5 mile loop and i was very a happy with it.  I finished right around 40 minutes, maybe a few more, but it fell very very good.  I am also figuring out what to wear in regards to running, etc...  so hopefully when the big race comes in 2.5 weeks i will be ready.  i have been complaining about weight loss the past couple of weeks, but the last two morning on the scale i was at 192...  i can't complain about that one bit!&lt;br /&gt;   so i will keep running and hopefully i will be able to sustain a pace that will alllow me to run this buggar in 1 hour and 50 minutes or less...    i know, a huge goal, but they way i have been running the 5 and 10 mile run, i think i can make it happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    i just need to stay healthy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best news of all, is that my wife made the best kick ass soup of all times last night!  home made from scratch...   the brooth kicked ass, she put some chicken legs in over night and we had the real deal...   she is an amazing cook.  if you want to come for a meal, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-1043633876892846511?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/1043633876892846511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=1043633876892846511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/1043633876892846511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/1043633876892846511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-day.html' title='a good day'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-8287373269977358413</id><published>2010-11-08T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T11:06:54.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>over the weekend</title><content type='html'>So, i was very excited about my time for 10 miles on Saturday...  i ran the local loop trail here in Wenatchee, 10 miles in 1 hour and 24 plus minutes.  i averaged between 8:30  and 9 minute miles, it felt good.&lt;br /&gt;   i weighed in at 196 this morning, a bit dissapointing...  when will i start dropping weight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frick me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-8287373269977358413?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/8287373269977358413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=8287373269977358413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/8287373269977358413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/8287373269977358413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/11/over-weekend.html' title='over the weekend'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-7776818020133886645</id><published>2010-11-04T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T09:31:30.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I missed a day</title><content type='html'>okay, so no one is perfect and since no one reads this, it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;    maybe one day when I make millions off of my opionions and I sell advertisements from my blog for that millions all will be fine...  yeah right...&lt;br /&gt;     but for now,  i will peddle organic apples and pears and i have a great attitude about it.  i am glad that i can help feed America with great fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    now for the half marathon update.  i ran 5 miles in 40 minutes yesterday and i hurt today and last night i hurt as well.   my ankles and shins are crying...  but i will push through...  i will take friday off and excuse myself on saturday for my 10 mile run, it just has to happen.&lt;br /&gt;    push myself harder and harder...  wish i had been doing this for the past months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the scales...  i think i am building muscles...   i still weigh in at 194 #'s every morning...  but i am repping 135 on the bench about 20 reps when i left...  lots of situps and other good things.&lt;br /&gt;    but it feels good to get out and exercise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   peace out until later...   probably tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-7776818020133886645?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/7776818020133886645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=7776818020133886645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/7776818020133886645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/7776818020133886645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-missed-day.html' title='I missed a day'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-5908017676485832122</id><published>2010-11-02T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T07:28:33.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So last night my wife says to me....  you are looking stronger, you actually have muscles showing..&lt;br /&gt;   i thought... cool...  this morning...  194 on the scale...   it'll happen, my hope is that suddenly i start dropping weight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-5908017676485832122?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/5908017676485832122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=5908017676485832122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/5908017676485832122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/5908017676485832122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-last-night-my-wife-says-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-8341969926683217104</id><published>2010-11-01T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T13:46:36.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 more miles</title><content type='html'>today, it rained on me...&lt;br /&gt;    it was actually quite nice...  the leaves are changing colors, it was brisk, but just amazing...&lt;br /&gt;           a nice time to enjoy the music in my ears, the sounds of my heart beating and my feet hitting the pavement.  I did 5 miles today at I finished in under 42 minutes, that is a very very good pace for me.&lt;br /&gt;         i will try to run 5 miles on Wednesday and maybe 3 on Friday and on Saturdady I am planning on doing 10...  it'll be tough becaue we will have company in town and i will have to excuse myself for 2 hours, but that is just how it may need to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    on another note, did i mention that the pharmacy i go to changed the thyroid drug i am on....   a more generic one now..  i just don't understand why, but i have been on it for about 10 days now, so we will see what kinds of changes it has.  it is cheaper, but i don't want to screw my body up anymore that it already is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    work is another thing that is weird.  our presiden died 1 month ago today, suddenly by heart attack...   we still are doing what we were doing, but no one really knows who is in charge, it is kind of interesting...  i was going to talk with my boss about my potentional and then he tragically died...  who do i talk to know...  i am working my ass off and just wish i knew what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;   oh well, for now I will run...  and this weekend, i was 195 and 194 on the scale, what will it take to drop... i'll just keep running and lifting weights and we will see what happens 29 days from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   until tomorrow or the next day..  - peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-8341969926683217104?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/8341969926683217104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=8341969926683217104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/8341969926683217104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/8341969926683217104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/11/5-more-miles.html' title='5 more miles'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-1956658425193828514</id><published>2010-10-29T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T14:22:41.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 mile done</title><content type='html'>okay, so i had a chance to run at lunch today - 3 miles only... but it felt really really good...  lifted wieghts, ready for a restful weekend...&lt;br /&gt;   until Monday... cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-1956658425193828514?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/1956658425193828514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=1956658425193828514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/1956658425193828514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/1956658425193828514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/10/3-mile-done.html' title='3 mile done'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-99160996744614539</id><published>2010-10-29T08:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T08:04:32.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too busy</title><content type='html'>It has come to my attention that I am simply to busy at work...&lt;br /&gt;    yesterday i had a breakfast meeting and a lunch meeting and it was too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - i got home around 4:20 pm and just kept going...  i long for long weekends so i can have some time to relax, i used to want to just keep going, but lately i am just tired... oh well..  today i will run...  the scale in the house is fawked up...  it has to be...  i weighed in at 196 this morning, how am i gaining weight.... ridiculous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   anyhow, today i do another 5 miles and it looks like the sun will be out!  happy times are coming...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   oh, and i am the luckiest guy in the world to be married to Wendy...  she is awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-99160996744614539?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/99160996744614539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=99160996744614539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/99160996744614539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/99160996744614539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/10/too-busy.html' title='too busy'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-1292668139656983380</id><published>2010-10-27T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T13:29:30.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today's time...</title><content type='html'>42 minutes today for 5 miles...  not bad, surpassing my 9 minute mile goal....&lt;br /&gt;    i just need to keep that up for 13.2 miles now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy crap...  this is going to be tough...   my quads are sore, chiro this afternoon, so hopefully i will get lined up...&lt;br /&gt;   but the run itself felt great...  back up to 194 on the scale this morning...&lt;br /&gt;        not sure about that...   but i took two poops this morning and non yesterday, felt like i lost 5 lbs right then and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-1292668139656983380?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/1292668139656983380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=1292668139656983380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/1292668139656983380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/1292668139656983380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/10/todays-time.html' title='today&apos;s time...'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-3506927503012848845</id><published>2010-10-26T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T14:30:19.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Training with thoughts on family and friends...</title><content type='html'>So today i rest my legs...   that is all i have for training...   my shins are a bit sore, but overall i think i am healing after yesterdays 5 milers...  tomorrow will do another 5.  this morning...  193 on the scales...  only 8 more to go know...     now about friends...  -  last night we had good company and i discussed how i asses my feeling of being a father.  often times, i look to my wife for this....  she had a very active father in her life, mine was a provider... that was the extent of it.  we work together in the same office now...  i think he could retire, but after investing his entire life into business, i just don't think he can slow down...&lt;br /&gt;   but back to my assesment...  my wife says i am a good dad...  i like that, she is an amazing mom, i can only say that...  just amazing...&lt;br /&gt;      if i could spend all of my free time playing with my kids and my wife, i would like that.  but somehow we need money to eat our fancy foods and entertain our friends.  i love having freinds over by the way...&lt;br /&gt;   on another note, i need some therapy...  my son is 6 almost 7 and we signed him up for the ski race team this year.... he doesn't want to do it....  do we encourage him and force him, or do we just put him in simple lessons for the year...  not really sure what to do... does anyone have a suggestion...&lt;br /&gt;   anyhow, tomorrow i will run another 5 miles and we will go from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers and peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-3506927503012848845?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/3506927503012848845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=3506927503012848845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/3506927503012848845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/3506927503012848845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/10/training-with-thoughts-on-family-and.html' title='Training with thoughts on family and friends...'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-7708971522650309629</id><published>2010-10-25T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T14:31:40.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle Half marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/TMX3BXnuuYI/AAAAAAAAACM/j5wIopw6kdA/s1600/1st+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532099320187107714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/TMX3BXnuuYI/AAAAAAAAACM/j5wIopw6kdA/s320/1st+snow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first snow... time to start training....  snow one of the things that really makes my heart happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is day two of training... officially... I weighed in at 194 this morning and Friday i ran 4 miles... today Monday the 25th I pulled off 5 miles in just under 43 minutes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have just over one month to be ready for this deal.. 13.1 miles... here we go, let's have some fun and see what we can... I will keep at this... perhaps I can peel off 9 lbs in one month and be at 185 by 7 am on Sunday the 28th of November...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here i go, i am off and working at this... perhaps i can make it happen.... that would be nice... &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/2956959901818771704-7708971522650309629?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/7708971522650309629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=7708971522650309629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/7708971522650309629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/7708971522650309629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/10/seattle-half-marathon.html' title='Seattle Half marathon'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/TMX3BXnuuYI/AAAAAAAAACM/j5wIopw6kdA/s72-c/1st+snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-653735519682972901</id><published>2010-05-25T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:57:14.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/S_w5WRnab4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/B1Q9Imbmc38/s1600/brothers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475314301824298882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/S_w5WRnab4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/B1Q9Imbmc38/s320/brothers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as i was growing up i had two brothers... now i have only one...  God chose to take one home early...    so, here is a photo of my two sons...  they will grow old, i pray...  i will have the opportunity to teach them, guide them, direct them... but most importantly i will get to choose to love them everyday and encourage them to become whatever they want to in this little life they will live.  These two love eachother much, the youngest often copies the oldest in his actions and his words.  I pray everyday that i will be a positive and great influence on these boys of mine.  that they will learn to love life and live it to its fullest potential at all times.&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/2956959901818771704-653735519682972901?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/653735519682972901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=653735519682972901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/653735519682972901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/653735519682972901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/05/brothers.html' title='brothers'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/S_w5WRnab4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/B1Q9Imbmc38/s72-c/brothers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-5676148266029416614</id><published>2010-04-02T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T10:32:04.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>communication</title><content type='html'>communication can be a real bitch...&lt;br /&gt;      it is sometimes hard to know if you are on the same page as someone else...   i guess that is why life and relationships are an ever changing/learning process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        may the fire always burn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-5676148266029416614?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/5676148266029416614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=5676148266029416614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/5676148266029416614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/5676148266029416614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/04/communication.html' title='communication'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-6351551865986511437</id><published>2010-03-17T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:32:00.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>Today ths sun wants to come out here in Wenatchee, work is a bit slow for now, but i am sure it will pick up.&lt;br /&gt;    i am thinking about things that make me happy...  so here is a short list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy, the kids, sking, the sun, playing outside, doing well at my job, travelling, getting to spend quality time with friends, face to face communication with the people i love, sleeping at night next to wendy, hiking, water sking, wake boarding, fishing, gardening is growing on me, thanks to my beloved wife, mountain biking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     i think being active makes me happy....  i don't want to be a fat old man, i want to alway be fit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    random thoughts...&lt;br /&gt; until next time,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-6351551865986511437?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/6351551865986511437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=6351551865986511437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/6351551865986511437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/6351551865986511437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/03/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-5498726667219239039</id><published>2010-03-01T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T09:24:54.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been almost 6 months since i thought about the blog...  sometimes you start with the best of intentions and it ends in a furry of nothingness...   so i have a moment at work this morning, so i thought i would write something and see what happens...  probably nothing, but hey... i will try...   things to work on today...  loving my wife #1, loving my kids #2.  sellling about 4 loads of Organic apples...  that is a priority while i am at work...  i can do this... i do hope and do believe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Fruit sales are pretty much the most frustrating thing to me right now....  you talk with complete strangers all day, you brag about how great your product is... and then... out of nowhere... boom... you get rejections... and that really sucks...  it kind of hurts the ego....  oh well...  my life is not will not be run by my job... but everyday is a choice of dealing with what I am blessed with and how I react, that is where it all comes together.  God blesses me everday...   I love it, I love it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-5498726667219239039?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/5498726667219239039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=5498726667219239039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/5498726667219239039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/5498726667219239039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-has-been-almost-6-months-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-7230751271823995503</id><published>2009-09-07T20:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:36:48.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my flesh and my heart my fail, but god is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.&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/2956959901818771704-7230751271823995503?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/7230751271823995503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=7230751271823995503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/7230751271823995503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/7230751271823995503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-flesh-and-my-heart-my-fail-but-god.html' title=''/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-2182279299051641355</id><published>2008-10-22T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T16:04:57.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/SP-wmR6wZyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/FJwe2-ip0kE/s1600-h/toby+and+GG+in+jeep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260117061483390754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/SP-wmR6wZyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/FJwe2-ip0kE/s320/toby+and+GG+in+jeep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my grandfather in his 1963 jeep that he got from the Army.  we had a family drive in it the other day when we went to Yakima.  The three kids, mom and i and gramps... i love the farm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/SP-wmU1oeGI/AAAAAAAAABE/kDYE0ZBuhak/s1600-h/On+top+of+Rainier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260117062267205730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/SP-wmU1oeGI/AAAAAAAAABE/kDYE0ZBuhak/s320/On+top+of+Rainier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of myself on the top of Mt. Rainier, this was an endeavor, many hours of footstep after footstep...  so amazing, the view the day, the experience... breath taking and something that should be done in a lifetime...  maybe i need to do another?&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/2956959901818771704-2182279299051641355?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/2182279299051641355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=2182279299051641355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/2182279299051641355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/2182279299051641355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-things.html' title='new things'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/SP-wmR6wZyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/FJwe2-ip0kE/s72-c/toby+and+GG+in+jeep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-8768135626762941059</id><published>2008-06-23T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:15:55.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This girl of mine is going to be nothing but trouble some day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/SGB00LVpwSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AOhRLuuHxGQ/s1600-h/ash+wind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215296808240660770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/SGB00LVpwSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AOhRLuuHxGQ/s320/ash+wind.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/SGB00W6xk0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/EhkjZ1MwU_I/s1600-h/new+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215296811349152578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/SGB00W6xk0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/EhkjZ1MwU_I/s320/new+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/SGB007uAUTI/AAAAAAAAAAw/5sJjKWuLrcI/s1600-h/xander+and+ash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215296821227704626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/SGB007uAUTI/AAAAAAAAAAw/5sJjKWuLrcI/s320/xander+and+ash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2956959901818771704-8768135626762941059?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/8768135626762941059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=8768135626762941059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/8768135626762941059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/8768135626762941059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-girl-of-mine-is-going-to-be.html' title='This girl of mine is going to be nothing but trouble some day!'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/SGB00LVpwSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AOhRLuuHxGQ/s72-c/ash+wind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-8150456105712131043</id><published>2008-06-23T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:12:00.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/SGBzfphXjmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/q6CKcKI1dFs/s1600-h/Mark+and+Toby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215295356053982818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/SGBzfphXjmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/q6CKcKI1dFs/s320/Mark+and+Toby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;My son Toby told me a story tonight about this boy and this girl who fell in love and got married. My wife must be filling his head with crazy talk. He told me that the boy was playing frisbee and he jumped over a side walk and into the bushes and caught the frisbee. Then a girl walked by and saw this and decided to marry him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-8150456105712131043?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/8150456105712131043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=8150456105712131043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/8150456105712131043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/8150456105712131043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2008/06/great-photos.html' title='Great Photos'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/SGBzfphXjmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/q6CKcKI1dFs/s72-c/Mark+and+Toby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-645635180074200185</id><published>2008-06-03T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:16:52.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christianity</title><content type='html'>last night around 10:30pm as i lay in bed i was discussing Jesus with my wife...  we were talking about who made up the rules that to be in relationship with Jesus we needed to go to church every sunday of our entire lives?  it was a good conversation that in the end only left my head wondering about these things.  here i am at work this morning and i have a chance to pencil down some thoughts on this.  no one reads this blog except maybe my wife, so i guess i'll just be as candid as possible, and if i offend some imaginary readers, sorry get over it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   to be a christian all i need to do is accept God's love and believe that Jesus over came death.  that is right, he once died, "a brutal death" hey isn't all death pretty brutal, on everyone else except the one dying?  but moving along, he rose from the ground 3 days later, that is pretty cool stuff...  Jesus did miracle and the such, he drank wine, he laughed, he worked with wood as a carpenter, and he taught people about a bigger more powerful way to love people...  now i believe in Him, because it only makes sense to me, that God would work this way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   the relationship part is what confuses me...  i try to have a great relationship with my wife, she loves me regardless and i love her regarless, but everyday is different, different moods, different circumstances, it is all strange how this thing works out... but our relationship is ever changing, it is human to human and it is my most important relationship on this earth...&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   - how am i to have an ever growing relationship with Jesus?  if i model it after my wifes, it is going to change every single day...  i am confused if anyone has a suggestion let me know... but really, why would i want to get in the boring habit of reading my bible every morning at 5 am?  i would get really tired of wendy if i only kissed her at 5 am everyday, or if we only had sex on wednesday nights at 8:47pm for 7.5 minutes...  i think we need to change up things, to keep things fresh and it is probably the same with Jesus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   i don't know, only thoughts on paper for my imaginary friends of the web, out there who aren't reading my thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers and peace, hoodlems....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-645635180074200185?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/645635180074200185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=645635180074200185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-2253719354698905701</id><published>2008-04-23T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T09:18:58.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solid???</title><content type='html'>so we do this college age group on tuesday nights and last night was a great night!  we had a young girl come in and sing and do some worship for us.  Absolutely amazing, she has a great voice and you could really feel the presence of God.&lt;br /&gt;      then as it was ending, we had a guest that has been staying in our home bring some new thoughts to the table.  He point blank asked the question, "what do you do to have a better relationship with God"  a great question...  the responses where the usual Christian answers...  "spend more time reading the Bible"  "I need to find a good church" "need to pray more"  It was almost as though you could have guessed the answers.  Then our friend said something profound...   "there is nothing we can do to have a better relationship with God"   profound, but so amazingly right on.  We are loved by God no matter what, we can kick him and spit on him and try to walk away but we are caught in His bear hug of love.  we can do nothing to have a better relationship with him!  we can think we need it, but there is nothing we can do!  He only loves us.  Jesus hung out with hookers and we judge our Christian friends...   what business is it of our, shouldn't we just love them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know where i am going with this, but i thought i would share the thought.  nothing i can do but accept god's love to be in a great relationship with him...  relationships... i love it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-2253719354698905701?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/2253719354698905701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=2253719354698905701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/2253719354698905701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/2253719354698905701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2008/04/solid.html' title='Solid???'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2956959901818771704.post-206052543104883768</id><published>2008-04-16T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T08:58:35.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wife family'/><title type='text'>My Wife</title><content type='html'>It occured to me the other night as I as looking at my wife, that she is plain and simply one of the best looking woman around.  It is more than here good looks that created this for me.  When it comes to loving me, she has a talent that is God given, I can be an ass sometimes, often times I am extremely selfish and she still chooses to love me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;then you take the fact that she is an accomplished mother of 3 children.  Our 4 year old has been testing the water this week, it has been a challenge.  Our 2 year old is beginning to grow and learn more and more, it seems just the other day i looked over and she was starting to be all grown up.  And this leaves us Parker, our 7 month old.  Last night he partook in spaghetti for the 1st time, it was adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife gives and gives and gives.  I don't know how i scored such an amazing woman, she love the Lord, she loves me.  the issues of the past are the things she wants to conquer today!  There are no unturned leaves with her!  She is deeply concerned about relationships and success in them.  I love that about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I say thank you Jesus for giving my a life partner that is perfect!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2956959901818771704-206052543104883768?l=hambelto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/feeds/206052543104883768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2956959901818771704&amp;postID=206052543104883768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/206052543104883768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2956959901818771704/posts/default/206052543104883768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hambelto.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-wife.html' title='My Wife'/><author><name>hambelto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498422018491417307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UgJpJjRpVWM/R_0O_oxLK7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W6WiKnMj7No/S220/IMG_0750.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
