<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 05:22:39 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Cassie's Corner</title><description>This blog is about me and a few other things...:)</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-1875543441875491775</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 00:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-23T20:25:48.399-04:00</atom:updated><title>Day At The Pritt's</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, my mom and dad and I all went over to Ali's house. It was soooo much fun! We all took turns driving Ali's jeep! My mom was so paranoid when we were driving that she finally made us let her get out and she stood and watched. We had alot of fun flying around the field.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad decided he was gonna floor the jeep and go flying down a steep hill. Ashli, Emily, and I were all screaming. Ali didn't seem to be scared at all! Mom and Missy could hear us screaming and they were hoping that it was dad driving and not one of us! When dad stopped the car, all of the other adults were staring at us! It was hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye~~~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-1875543441875491775?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-at-pritts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-7745498558139867575</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 15:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-18T11:09:13.929-04:00</atom:updated><title>Michigan Trip '09</title><description>We went to Michigan for a few days! It was fun...We did alot of shopping and garage saling...Darren bought the movie 17 Again and we all 3 piled on the couch to watch it! We did alot of swimming, too. I wish we could move back there!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-7745498558139867575?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/michigan-trip-09.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-3797021159136631589</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 17:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-17T14:08:08.350-04:00</atom:updated><title>Today's Topic!</title><description>Nothings been going on here lately...Everybody is just really bored. It's pouring down the rain here! We're watching Daisy for my grandparents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am going to talk about Jell-O! Jell-O would go great in a song! Ya know, I've even used it in a song, along with the word ham...Aren't these two very good things to eat so useful? I used in a song by the All-American Rejects! It didn't turn out half bad! My favorite kind of Jell-O is the blueberry kind! It's so nice and.....BLUE! It tastes great! Jell-O is also a fun thing to stick your hands in! It's so nice and cold and Jell-O-ish! Jell-O is available at most places! Don't forget, it is fun and easy to make at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join me next week when I talk about all kinds of ways you can use all kinds of Ham!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-3797021159136631589?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/07/todays-topic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-2432261553321000771</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2009 16:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-21T13:03:02.409-04:00</atom:updated><title>Dad's B-Day Present</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sj5m9PoKHGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/rcrtKHt9Jr4/s1600-h/new+4+wheeler+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349826609715747938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sj5m9PoKHGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/rcrtKHt9Jr4/s320/new+4+wheeler+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Meeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sj5m8-zbHxI/AAAAAAAAAOI/PU7CI5XUtnY/s1600-h/new+4+wheeler+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349826605199597330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sj5m8-zbHxI/AAAAAAAAAOI/PU7CI5XUtnY/s320/new+4+wheeler+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              This is his present--A new 4 wheeler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sj5m8j5p6cI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SzhLanQanVI/s1600-h/new+4+wheeler+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349826597977975234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sj5m8j5p6cI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SzhLanQanVI/s320/new+4+wheeler+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               Dad trying to avoid the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sj5m8B0Gr6I/AAAAAAAAAN4/wXuQwM0k9Ws/s1600-h/new+4+wheeler+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349826588827889570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sj5m8B0Gr6I/AAAAAAAAAN4/wXuQwM0k9Ws/s320/new+4+wheeler+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             Dad on his new toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still no video.  Anyway, yesterday my dad bought a new 4 wheeler for his birthday present. He got to test ride it yesterday, but he went for a long ride today.  I rode it a little bit yesterday, and did donuts in the driveway. Then, today I just went for a ride through the field. I'm sure my grandpa will want to ride it some when he comes up for dinner today. HAPPY FATHER'S DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, nothing much has been going on around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-2432261553321000771?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/06/dads-b-day-present.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sj5m9PoKHGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/rcrtKHt9Jr4/s72-c/new+4+wheeler+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-6267572265928106921</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 20:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-17T16:49:55.057-04:00</atom:updated><title>Camping!</title><description>Sunday night, I went to my grandma's and we went camping.  The campground is at Horseshoe Run.  The same place where they have the Stemple Ridge church picnic.  We were supposed to stay until today, but it started raining so we ended up leaving.  Easton, Malorie, and I had a blast playing in the river. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to upload the video from graduation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-6267572265928106921?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/06/camping.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-8004603917098955991</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2009 13:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-06T09:31:21.229-04:00</atom:updated><title>6th Grade Graduation! SCHOOL'S OUT!!!!</title><description>Last night was our graduation.  It was really good! It only lasted 30 minutes, but over all we had fun at the after party.  We walked in very slowly at the beginning and then they had the teacher's give their speeches.  Mrs. Newcome had the shortest.  Then, they played a slideshow with baby pictures and us now, and then some of us through the years.  Mr. Sypolt handed us our diplomas after that.  At the end, they played "U Can't Touch This" and we popped our poppers off then.  I was trying to recharge mine, but the bottom ended up popping out and flying all the way to the other side of the gym and hitting poor Mr. Sypolt.  We all started laughing soooo hard.  I will post the video later because I am at my grandma's house right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-8004603917098955991?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/06/6th-grade-graduation-schools-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-4123639848254872103</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 18:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-04T14:56:54.063-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Aurora Bears Seniors: Graduating Class Of '09</title><description>Yep, tomorrow night all 12 of us will be named the Graduating Class Of '09.  Here's what went on between Mrs. Liga and some of the parents.  Angie had the idea do let us dance out on "U Can't Touch This" but Mrs. Liga said that we could not do that because it was not appropriate for the graduation.  Nobody thought Liga really had the right to say anything, though because she's not planning the graduation. Another parent called up there upset and argued with Mrs. Liga.  They got the music and said we are doing it that night.  Liga got mad and went to Mr. Sypolt but she didn't win with him, either, because he thought it would be funny to watch us do it.  So...Fortunately and unfortunately Liga lost and we are doing the songs that night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-4123639848254872103?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/06/aurora-bears-seniors-graduating-class.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-1758020217699806850</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 01:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-29T21:08:56.594-04:00</atom:updated><title>Step-Up Day</title><description>Today was our Step-Up Day.  It was fun, and T.A. is AWESOME!!!! I signed up for Spanish.  I hurt my finger on Wednesday, and tore a ligament in it.  I have to wear metal splint for 3 weeks.  It is really sore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-1758020217699806850?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/05/step-up-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-6403360340558385314</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2009 00:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-24T15:06:54.858-04:00</atom:updated><title>Lantz Ridge Annual Ice Cream Festival</title><description>Tonight was the Lantz Ridge Annual Ice Cream Festival. We went and were only supposed to stay for an hour, but ended up staying for the whole thing. I had to work in the kitchen from 6-7 selling pop. Ron Crites (the former sheriff) was trying to steal pop from me. I told him he ought to be ashamed. Then from 7-8 I had to make hot dogs...I was ready to get out of the kitchen before I was even done because it was hot in there and the people were just too hard to handle all at once. Lena made the Nachos. We made Robby Chili-Cheese Nachos and he told me to load on the chili, and then he loaded them with onions. Yick. I managed to grab Kinsey from Lena right before I had to go to work..Then we were all outside and it started pouring down the rain. Aunt Phyllis, Mom, me, Mike, and Crystal and Kinsey all sat under the tent and listened to the band play...The sad part was, the tent had holes in it so we were all soaked by the time it was done. My little cousin, Nathan, kept handing me pine cones and I was holding so many for him that I had to throw half of them down. On the bright side, I made 15 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, that's about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-6403360340558385314?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/05/lantz-ridge-annual-ice-cream-festival.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-5692837078567290057</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 21:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-17T17:26:32.645-04:00</atom:updated><title>I Got Nothin' For A Title</title><description>Not much going on today.  My dad and I decided to go outside and play with "Magic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mitts&lt;/span&gt;". I call it the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Velcro&lt;/span&gt; Ball &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thinger&lt;/span&gt;-Ma-Bobs.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;, we had 2 sets...I was throwing the ball to dad and he caught it and it busted his mitt. So he went inside and got another one, and I kinda busted that one too. He went back inside and got the other one that we had and then I ended up busting it.  My mitt was the only one that survived.  Then, dad wanted me to shoot his 22, so he and I went outside and set up a big V8 bottle full of juice and shot at it.  I missed all the times that I shot, but dad hit it 3 times.  It is still in the yard leaking guts.  Anyway, that's about all that went on today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-5692837078567290057?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-got-nothin-for-title.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-4003182250297627321</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 May 2009 01:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-15T21:43:52.036-04:00</atom:updated><title>And Sooo.......</title><description>THE WII LIVES ON!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, 2 people in the class today decided they were going to be tattle-tales and told on some people for having cell phones at school...I had my phone but they didn't tell on me.  I felt bad for everyone getting their phones taken away, so I just handed mine in.  I gotter back though.  Other than that, there hasn't been that much excitement...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-4003182250297627321?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-sooo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-6349834740700329044</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 22:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-12T18:52:03.278-04:00</atom:updated><title>SAY IT AIN'T SO!!!!!!!!!! :'(</title><description>My Wii has died!! I'm serious, it is DEAD.  We had a big storm last night, and I didn't unplug it. Of course, I never have unplugged it when it has stormed..........Dad is talking to the Nintendo peeps right now to see about the warranty.  I did hear something get struck by lightning last night, but I thought it was something outside my window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-6349834740700329044?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/05/say-it-aint-so.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-6607524333464141080</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2009 20:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-10T16:38:11.172-04:00</atom:updated><title>Mother's Day!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sgc6GWI5ZaI/AAAAAAAAANw/2u-wlVURmYs/s1600-h/Mother%27s+Day+09+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334296164340164002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sgc6GWI5ZaI/AAAAAAAAANw/2u-wlVURmYs/s320/Mother%27s+Day+09+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Boof, Malorie, and I hangin' out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sgc6Fxur46I/AAAAAAAAANo/5HwwQO_D3kg/s1600-h/Mother%27s+Day+09+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334296154566550434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sgc6Fxur46I/AAAAAAAAANo/5HwwQO_D3kg/s320/Mother%27s+Day+09+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The mothers and their daughters! (Yes, I was wearing my PJ's :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sgc6FfrgT0I/AAAAAAAAANg/tH6UbZwFQRs/s1600-h/Mother%27s+Day+09+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334296149721370434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sgc6FfrgT0I/AAAAAAAAANg/tH6UbZwFQRs/s320/Mother%27s+Day+09+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Malorie and I were messing with the camera and this is what we got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sgc6E5tjQMI/AAAAAAAAANY/WYcWiIag5Ac/s1600-h/Mother%27s+Day+09+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334296139529404610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sgc6E5tjQMI/AAAAAAAAANY/WYcWiIag5Ac/s320/Mother%27s+Day+09+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!! Aunt Boof, Uncle Jess, Malorie, and Easton came down for Mother's Day! Malorie stayed the night here last night and we had lots of fun!! I hope everybody had a good weekend and a Happy Mother's Day! Not much goin' on here. We had a sub Friday. His name was Mr. Messenger.....He was quite the character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-6607524333464141080?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUYm1xiMjbc/Sgc6GWI5ZaI/AAAAAAAAANw/2u-wlVURmYs/s72-c/Mother%27s+Day+09+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-6914983984922257424</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 May 2009 13:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T09:52:01.291-04:00</atom:updated><title>May already!!</title><description>I can not believe that it is May already! We have like 25 days of school left!  Then we're out for the summer and me and all my friends are headed off to a new school... :(  Mrs. Carlsen and Mrs. Liga are going to speak at our graduation.  As for my teacher, I don't think she'll be coming.  She might show up....I made up a speech for graduation, but I don't think I am going to give it.  I'm going to Spring Fling later!!!!!!!! TTYL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-6914983984922257424?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-already.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-5317938296458638317</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2009 22:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-25T18:34:40.033-04:00</atom:updated><title>UM..............................................</title><description>We had a substitute teacher yesterday...His name was Mr. Martin. He was retired from the Navy and was from Bryan, Ohio.  I spent most of today doing nothing.  I went to Oakland with mom, earlier...Then I just pretty much laid in dad's hammock and read.  Now I'm just pokin' around on here...........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-5317938296458638317?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/04/um.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-2436561791398984982</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2009 21:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-11T17:17:29.507-04:00</atom:updated><title>Hannah Montana: The Movie</title><description>Yes, Yes...That movie came out in theaters yesterday.  Mom took me to see it today, as part of my Easter present... It was actually really good! Anyhoo........Not much goin' on up in here lately.  Just a bunch of boring stuff that no one cares about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-2436561791398984982?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/04/hannah-montana-movie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-6944648221662154606</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 00:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-30T20:39:51.533-04:00</atom:updated><title>Woooo! Crazy Week!</title><description>I'm talking to Darren on Yahoo! right now and he is listening to Paramore and being really annoying...I'm just pretending to read everything he writes and listening to my iPod.  School is getting better, if you would call being called to do a bunch of crap for your teacher "better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, my uncle Jack's mom, Doris, died last night....Mom is trying to figure out when the viewing and funeral is because we will probably have to go to one of the two, or possibly both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-6944648221662154606?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/03/woooo-crazy-week.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-4911268986809747473</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Mar 2009 02:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-13T22:27:10.741-04:00</atom:updated><title>YAYAYAYAYAYAY!!!! I LOST!</title><description>It's all over. The Spelling Bee! I got out on my 3rd word, omnipotent. I'll never forget how to spell that. It was after 8, and everybody was hungry, so we left then and went to iHop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the paper out this morning to see who won, and my teacher simply looks at me and says, "Don't feel bad! They all look like nerds." Then, I got a laminated certificate, and my pic was taken in my Dominion Post T-Shirt that I got for the year book, along with one with Mr. Sypolt. He's our sub principal. He was excited to have his pic taken with me! I knew because he looked at me and threw his hands up and said, "YAY! I get to be in the yearbook!!!" LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-4911268986809747473?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/03/yayayayayayay-i-lost.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-2930465823383330826</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 21:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-11T17:29:19.951-04:00</atom:updated><title>I Just Wanna Scream!</title><description>When you read this, think of it as me talking really really fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spelling bee is tomorrow, and my stomach is basically flipping inside out. I'm nervous and I don't wanna go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to normal now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I would just skip the country if I could to miss this spelling bee. I'll probably freeze up and miss an easy word like psychedelic or somethin' like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to say something that makes me feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-2930465823383330826?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-wanna-scream.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-5381302580632807189</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 00:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-09T20:18:38.316-04:00</atom:updated><title>Moo. I Must Be Out Of My Mind!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Title says it all, peeps!  I wish my teacher would jump in a plane and go to Vietnam early!  Too bad she's not leavin' till summer.  Then she's headed on to Africa somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyhoo, today was a bad day.  We went to the computer lab, and I was waitin' on people to get done with Young Writers so we could do our science, and the teacher said to let us know if we didn't have anything to do...Well, Alexis and I didn't have anything to do so we told her and she's just like "I'll be right with you." Then she goes and blabs to the nurse for 3 hours. Alexis and I just sat there looking at World Record Books and pointing out all the freaky ones to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;People keep saying to look on the bright side! I'm sorry, there is no bright side to this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm talkin' to Malorie right now.  She has the chicky pox as I like to call them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-5381302580632807189?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/03/moo-i-must-be-out-of-my-mind.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-7761492811522183190</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 19:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-08T15:28:02.462-04:00</atom:updated><title>I'm sooooo bored!</title><description>Yepper Skepper. It's very boring being me...Nothing to do, no one to talk to...It's terrible. I can't wait for the spelling bee! It's &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; to do. I am glad the week is over now...It's been terrible as you probably already know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-7761492811522183190?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-sooooo-bored.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-4794353648778644811</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Mar 2009 23:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-07T18:18:22.391-05:00</atom:updated><title>I AM A MAD MAD MAD LITTLE GIRL..... :D Well....</title><description>I stayed after school until 6:00 Wednesday and Mrs. Newcome ruined my board. I mean tore it apart and ruined it...Dad had a talk with the principal about it and he's going back to Monday to talk to him again about more stuff that he's mad about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't place in the S.S fair for one reason. The teacher didn't want me to so she ruined my project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, and some other parents were talking the other and they're gonna have a meeting and try to give her the royal boot.  The parents are gonna hold Sixth Grade Graduation this year because the teacher doesn't want us to have one.  Soooo they haven't decided whether or not she will be invited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and a lot of other yadayada has happened this week..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-4794353648778644811?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-mad-mad-mad-little-girl-d-well.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-1459127744227620483</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Mar 2009 00:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-03T20:01:05.224-05:00</atom:updated><title>Oh....Nothing. Well, Maybe...I don't know~</title><description>Just thought I'd ramble on for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am staying after school until 6:00 to work on my S.S. Project. My teacher wants me to rearrange my board for some odd reason...I had it all done up nice and neat and all, but NOOOOOO!!!!!!!! It's never good enough for the everso not awesomeful teacher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-1459127744227620483?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/03/ohnothing-well-maybei-dont-know_03.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-2359651357809037486</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Mar 2009 00:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-03T20:00:22.254-05:00</atom:updated><title>Oh....Nothing. Well, Maybe...I don't know~</title><description>Just thought I'd ramble on for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am staying after school until 6:00 to work on my S.S. Project. My teacher wants me to rearrange my bored for some odd reason...I had it all done up nice and neat and all, but NOOOOOO!!!!!!!! It's never good enough for the everso not awesomeful teacher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-2359651357809037486?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/03/ohnothing-well-maybei-dont-know.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7503254772173926035.post-325187047815034040</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 01:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-01T20:35:31.692-05:00</atom:updated><title>Nothing at all.</title><description>Well, I'm going to Regionals in the spelling bee....I'm not too thrilled about it, either.  Anyhoo...that's about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7503254772173926035-325187047815034040?l=cassiebolyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cassiebolyard.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-at-all.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Candy Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item></channel></rss>