<?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-6876315493672659437</id><updated>2011-07-30T15:28:01.156-07:00</updated><category term='pets'/><category term='friend'/><category term='fight'/><title type='text'>Maddie Matters</title><subtitle type='html'>The thoughts of 11-year-old Madeline Flores.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-7392988002396300011</id><published>2009-12-25T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T11:01:52.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry christmas!</title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS! after waiting 365 days this one is almost over. I just wanted to thank my parents my grandparents and all my friends for the gifts! merry Christmas and a happy new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-7392988002396300011?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/7392988002396300011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=7392988002396300011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/7392988002396300011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/7392988002396300011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry christmas!'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-3309834668582764684</id><published>2009-12-24T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T18:45:52.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas eve</title><content type='html'>merry Christmas!!!!! originally I had a long message for you but I accidentally deleted it,so I am just going to say (MERRY CHRISTMAS!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-3309834668582764684?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/3309834668582764684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=3309834668582764684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/3309834668582764684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/3309834668582764684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas eve'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-2454443489548478061</id><published>2009-08-18T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:41:49.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teusday,August 18,2009</title><content type='html'>I am currently at my friend Alex Arnold's house. She is having a hard time finding a pair of pants she wants to wear to bed. Alex has also informed me that &lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Monday,and Tuesday calf's were born. is that crazy or what? anyway I am getting sleepy. I will write more tomorrow. Maddie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-2454443489548478061?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/2454443489548478061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=2454443489548478061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/2454443489548478061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/2454443489548478061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2009/08/teusdayaugust-182009.html' title='Teusday,August 18,2009'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-6502535214239390255</id><published>2009-08-18T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T03:55:12.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday,August 18,2009</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 5:10 AM and got ready to come in to work with my mom. on the way to work Bogart got sick and threw up and luckily we had a bag. :) then when we got to work Bogart ran off to the neighbors house. And it took a while before he came back. and not much has happened since. so I will have to write again later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-6502535214239390255?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/6502535214239390255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=6502535214239390255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/6502535214239390255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/6502535214239390255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2009/08/tuesdayaugust-182009.html' title='Tuesday,August 18,2009'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-6025048428086781930</id><published>2009-08-18T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T03:42:00.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting up again</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to say that i'm sorry you have had nothing new to read for the past 9 months.  From now on I will be writing every day I can including today!  And you will be  hearing a little bit more about me.  Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-6025048428086781930?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/6025048428086781930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=6025048428086781930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/6025048428086781930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/6025048428086781930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2009/08/starting-up-again.html' title='Starting up again'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-2293637594952686715</id><published>2009-08-17T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:45:28.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new start</title><content type='html'>Sorry it has been 9 months since I have wrote anything on this blog.  I just want to inform you that I will be writing more about me now and that I hope you find it interesting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-2293637594952686715?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/2293637594952686715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=2293637594952686715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/2293637594952686715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/2293637594952686715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-start.html' title='new start'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-1840971362588165306</id><published>2009-06-21T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T12:19:27.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers Day</title><content type='html'>The History of Fathers Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of Father's Day: In 1909, Mrs. John B. Dodd, of Spokane, Washington, first proposed the idea of Father's Day.  She wanted to honour her father, William Smart, a Civil War veteran who was widowed and left to raise six children alone.  The first Father's Day was observed on June 19, 1910 in Spokane.  Mrs. Dodd wanted Father's Day to be celebrated on the first Sunday in June, her father's birthday.  However, the Spokane council couldn't get the resolution through the first reading until the third Sunday in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the same time people were beginning to celebrate Father's Day in other cities and town across the United States.  However, although Mother's Day became a recognized holiday in 1914, it wasn't until 1966 that President Lyndon B. Johnson signed a presidential proclamation declaring the third Sunday of June Father's Day. The white or red rose is the official flower for Father's Day.  Mrs. Dodd suggested that people wear a white rose to honour a father who is deceased and a red rose for a father who is living. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this on google and thought that you might like to know how Fathers Day came about.  I truly enjoyed this and I hope you did too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-1840971362588165306?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/1840971362588165306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=1840971362588165306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/1840971362588165306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/1840971362588165306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='Fathers Day'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-1321412382566724437</id><published>2008-11-26T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T05:54:49.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A traditional day</title><content type='html'>When the pilgrims first came to America they were in search of freedom. They wanted the freedom to worship God freely. When the pilgrims came to this great nation many did not survive the first winter. Later they came to meet some Indians who taught them how to plant corn and many other things. In return when the food was harvested they invited the Indians to feast with them. The pilgrims made this a way to thank God for what they had. It was the start of a new tradition. Now each year we gather together with family and friends and share what we are most grateful for just as the pilgrims did with the Indians on that special day. It is a special holiday for me because I can be with the ones I love and I can share how special they are to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-1321412382566724437?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/1321412382566724437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=1321412382566724437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/1321412382566724437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/1321412382566724437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2008/11/traditional-day.html' title='A traditional day'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-3082302451386469225</id><published>2008-11-05T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:14:07.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>getting a pet?</title><content type='html'>When getting a pet, there are things you must consider.  One must think about how often he or she will be home.  Some pets need to be close to people at all times.  Usually, dogs are in this category.  Try to think about whether or not this animal could affect your health in any way.  Some animals can cause allergic reactions.  Different animals are used to different habitats.  You should ask yourself, "How much space will my pet need according to their size and species?"  Some pets need to live in bigger homes rather than tiny apartments.  If you ever consider getting a pet, think it through carefully for your sake and the pets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-3082302451386469225?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/3082302451386469225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=3082302451386469225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/3082302451386469225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/3082302451386469225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-pets.html' title='getting a pet?'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-1102583668611271693</id><published>2008-10-30T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:23:00.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>foods you can eat backwords.</title><content type='html'>Did you ever think about how some foods can be eaten backwards? I have thought of some! Pizza starting from the crust to the tip and the same with pie. Can you think of any foods that can be eaten backwards? If so please send me a comment and let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-1102583668611271693?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/1102583668611271693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=1102583668611271693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/1102583668611271693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/1102583668611271693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2008/10/foods-you-can-eat-backwords.html' title='foods you can eat backwords.'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-876167467973164416</id><published>2008-10-29T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T03:53:18.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snow</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the first day of snow for us. I love it when it snows there is something so comforting about it. I fell asleep in the car this morning and when I got out it was ice cold! Good thing I had my huge warm jacket on this morning! I have always loved snow. I love to go sledding when the hill that we live on is ice and slick. Today the snow is supposed to get high. it sounds like the perfect opportunity to make snow angles. Like I said I love snow. So hope you can enjoy it like I do! Enjoy your day and thank God for all the beauty in his creations from spring flowers to winters snow covered trees. God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-876167467973164416?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/876167467973164416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=876167467973164416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/876167467973164416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/876167467973164416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2008/10/snow-and-puppies.html' title='snow'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-8106891547457682006</id><published>2008-10-16T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:40:08.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello all</title><content type='html'>Since I couldn't think of a topic I just decided to say hi.  Send me comments just about how you and your family are doing.  If you need prayer for something send me a comment and I will be sure to pray for you,your friends,and any family needs!  So send me a comment or just say hi.  And dont forget to look for my replie to your comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-8106891547457682006?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/8106891547457682006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=8106891547457682006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/8106891547457682006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/8106891547457682006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-all.html' title='hello all'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-3580173337254775551</id><published>2008-10-13T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:00:41.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Autumn is here again.  The time of year when you bundle up and thank God for all that you have.  I love autumn,I love it when the leaves change and harvest time starts.  What I love the most about thanksgiving though is when you sit down at a table with your friends and family and thank God for all that you have.  God has truly blessed me and so I give thanks to him every day.  So enjoy this thanksgiving better than the last.  And remember to thank God for what you have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-3580173337254775551?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/3580173337254775551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=3580173337254775551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/3580173337254775551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/3580173337254775551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanksgiving.html' title='thanksgiving'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-6025326505894269982</id><published>2008-10-10T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T05:10:35.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been in a fight with a friend or a loved one?  I am sure that most everyone has.  I know that I have fought with friends and cousins a lot!  The funny thing is that after you fight with someone you wish you weren't mad at them because you really love them.  Sometimes you don't even know how it all started.  Remember that you can't always be right so don't lose a friend to try and prove you are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-6025326505894269982?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/6025326505894269982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=6025326505894269982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/6025326505894269982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/6025326505894269982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2008/10/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-2778618062364908280</id><published>2008-10-08T16:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:39:27.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jokes</title><content type='html'>Ole mac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A married couple was sitting in a fine restaurant when the wife looks over at a nearby table and sees a man in a drunken stupor. The husband asks  "I notice you've been watching that man for some time now. Do you know him?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes" she replies. "He's my ex-husband and has been drinking like that since I left him seven years ago. "That's remarkable" the husband replies. "I wouldn't think anybody could celebrate that long."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never felt better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old farmer was on his way for a night out on the town. He loaded his old hound dog into the buggy, had his favorite horse pulling the buggy and was on his way. He just rounded a curve when a speeding Mercedes ran into the back of his rig wiping him out. After months recovering he finally had his day in court. The defense called the local sheriff as a witness. &lt;br /&gt;Defense Lawyer: "Did the plaintiff have anything to say when you approached him at the scene of the accident?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sheriff replied, "yes the plaintiff said, I never felt better." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the plaintiff's lawyer was very upset and whispered to farmer, "Did you really say that?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farmer said, "I sure did, but don't worry, just put me on the stand." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the plaintiff's lawyer called the farmer and asked, "Did you really say, you 'never felt better'?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farmer replied, "I sure did. But you gotta understand. When the sheriff came on the scene, he went over to my dog who was badly injured, bleeding, looked down at him, shook his head, then shot the dog. Then he walked over to my horse who had broken legs, really hurt bad, looked down at him, shook his head, then shot the horse. Then the sheriff came over, looked down at me and asked how I felt. I replied, "I never felt better".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-2778618062364908280?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/2778618062364908280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=2778618062364908280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/2778618062364908280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/2778618062364908280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2008/10/jokes.html' title='jokes'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-3455256580130531074</id><published>2008-10-08T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:28:51.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pets</title><content type='html'>Ever feel like you are not loved enough? Well think about your pet.&lt;br /&gt;they sit at home by themselves all day long while you are at work, school, a friends house, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; even out shopping. How many times do you sit down and spend more than 5-10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; just loving on them? If you think about it you are way more loved on than your pets! Next time&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you see your pet and you have enough time on your hands pet them or just make sure they have what they need. This will make for a healthier &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; with your pet! And when you need someone they will comfort you in return!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-3455256580130531074?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/3455256580130531074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=3455256580130531074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/3455256580130531074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/3455256580130531074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2008/10/pets.html' title='pets'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876315493672659437.post-5348547128774327685</id><published>2008-10-08T14:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:43:50.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salvation</title><content type='html'>Isn't it so amazing how the earth began!  Man scientists believe in the bang theory even though it seems the only way we are here today to many people who don't know the truth.  All true Christians know the truth but for some of us we would have nothing to do with these people because of their beliefs.  They may be misled.  If a christian is not willing to help them, the christian(s') are just as misled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us think nothing of the many people in the super market or the people at the subway etc, etc, who are bound for hell!  And yet all we worry about is what to wear today what meetings do I have with my clients and have I paid all the bills?  You may think bills are something to worry about but eternity is a lot longer than life on earth!  We as Christians should put aside our pride and our dignity so that we can take someone with us to heaven when it is time!  Many people think that one person will not matter but that is where so many times we have failed to do our part and lead someone to Christ.  Sometimes we have been looking forward to something and we are not willing to give it up to lead someone to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself once wanted to lead a little girl I knew to Christ and yet I did not because I was tired and so I went home.  A week later the same little girl passed on in a car accident.  I was being lead to lead that little girl to Christ.  And so if you are ever being lead to help lead someone to Christ do so then because you never know what tomorrow brings for you or anyone else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876315493672659437-5348547128774327685?l=maddiematters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/feeds/5348547128774327685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876315493672659437&amp;postID=5348547128774327685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/5348547128774327685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876315493672659437/posts/default/5348547128774327685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddiematters.blogspot.com/2008/10/salvation.html' title='Salvation'/><author><name>Maddiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642650480956437203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zebc4MVYXk0/SO0i9s40_gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wiS4seVI_DM/S220/maddie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
