<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563</id><updated>2009-10-17T03:17:26.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigrid</title><subtitle type='html'>Kjærligheten utholder alt, tror alt, håper alt, tåler alt.
(1.Kor 13,7)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-3233407956240601363</id><published>2008-05-24T03:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:21:28.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;BILLETTEN ER BESTILT!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203897936517486018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/SDf1mhGDVcI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w3av_uNpDZY/s320/IMG_1404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Jeg ville bare informere om at jeg drar til Bolivia for ett års tid, nærmere bestemt Cochabamba! Reiser i august like etter at jeg kommer tilbake fra USA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hovedgrunnen til at jeg sier dette er at hvis du har lyst til å møte meg for å si hei og hade før jeg reiser må dette gjøres før midten av juli..og det håper jeg VeLdiG at du vil;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Skal være en del hjemme i Lensvika å jobbe, men vi har stort hus, med mange rom, så det er fullt mulig å komme på dagstur, helgatur, og lignende;) ..også er det jo ikke så langt unna Tr.heim, så jeg stikker nok innom der noen turer også.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Alle henvendelser blir tatt imot med et StOOrt smil, og takknemlighet:) Hehe...:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203897936517486034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/SDf1mhGDVdI/AAAAAAAAAMU/pad7vpDJGSs/s320/Bolivia.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hadde foresten vært fint og dere kunne vært med å be for året som kommer. At alt skal bli lagt til rette, både rent praktisk med reise og jobb o.l., og resten av oppholdet. Forbønn trengs alltid:) Takk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;God bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-3233407956240601363?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/3233407956240601363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=3233407956240601363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/3233407956240601363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/3233407956240601363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2008/05/billetten-er-bestillt-d-jeg-ville-bare.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/SDf1mhGDVcI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w3av_uNpDZY/s72-c/IMG_1404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-5455772369050569361</id><published>2008-04-01T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:21:29.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R_JaPRheXUI/AAAAAAAAALc/8R5We3sZv2o/s1600-h/little+girl+with+a+praying+stone.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184305339505204546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R_JaPRheXUI/AAAAAAAAALc/8R5We3sZv2o/s320/little+girl+with+a+praying+stone.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;NICOLE NORDEMAN – I AM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Pencil marks on a wall, I wasn't always this tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You scattered some monsters from beneath my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You watched my team win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You watched my team lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Watched when my bicycle went down again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And when I was weak, unable to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Still I could call You by name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And I said, Elbow Healer, Superhero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Come if You can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You said, I Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Only sixteen, life is so mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What kind of curfew is at 10pm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You saw my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And watched my heart break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Heard when I swore I'd never love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And when I was weak, unable to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Still I could call You by name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And I said Heartache Healer, Secret Keeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Be my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And you said, I Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You saw me wear white by pale candlelight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I said forever to what lies ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Two kids and a dream, with kids that can scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Too much it might seem when it is 2am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And when I am weak, unable to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Still I will call You by name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Shepherd, Savior, Pasture Maker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hold onto my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You say, I Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The winds of change and circumstance blow in and all around us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So we find a foothold that's familiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And bless the moments that we feel You nearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When life had begun, I was woven and spun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You let the angels dance around the throne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And who can say when, but they'll dance again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When I am free and finally headed home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I will be weak, unable to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Still I will call You by name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Creator, Maker, Life Sustainer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Comforter, Healer, my Redeemer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Lord and King, Beginning and the End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yes, I Am &lt;/span&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/34573563-5455772369050569361?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/5455772369050569361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=5455772369050569361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/5455772369050569361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/5455772369050569361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2008/04/nicole-nordeman-i-am-pencil-marks-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R_JaPRheXUI/AAAAAAAAALc/8R5We3sZv2o/s72-c/little+girl+with+a+praying+stone.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-4977443642044599402</id><published>2008-02-29T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:21:32.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;SØSTRENE LANDRØ I KØBENHAVN:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172508034332541986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8hwpvA-xCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tekw69r033Y/s320/IMG_2882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rigmor og jeg dro på vinterferie til Margrete, som for tiden bor i København.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Der ble det tid til både; filmkvelder med tonnevis av godteri, shopping, severdigheter, restaurantbesøk, shopping, kafébesøk, øving på dansk, shopping, besøk på Margretes jobb, vandring i gatene,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..sa jeg foresten shopping?!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Var en helt fantastisk tur!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h0Y_A-xII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PjZpJ-VbHf4/s1600-h/IMG_2766.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172512144616244354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h0Y_A-xII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PjZpJ-VbHf4/s320/IMG_2766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h0Z_A-xJI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2hKvX0RRZWI/s1600-h/IMG_2796.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172512161796113554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h0Z_A-xJI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2hKvX0RRZWI/s320/IMG_2796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rig kjøpte seg blant annet nye sko.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h0a_A-xKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fiqPxVHscEM/s1600-h/IMG_2824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172512178975982754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h0a_A-xKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fiqPxVHscEM/s320/IMG_2824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Frokost-brunsj på Café Klimt, egg og bacon var også inkludert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h0bvA-xLI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Q6RVukSDmPw/s1600-h/IMG_2827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172512191860884658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h0bvA-xLI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Q6RVukSDmPw/s320/IMG_2827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8hySPA-xDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/7uMnJmvfgFw/s1600-h/IMG_2766.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8hyTPA-xEI/AAAAAAAAAJc/7pasfYYK4qg/s1600-h/IMG_2796.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172512209040753858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h0cvA-xMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/1t7qPwT1SOU/s320/IMG_2843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8hySPA-xDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/7uMnJmvfgFw/s1600-h/IMG_2766.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h23_A-xNI/AAAAAAAAAKk/AgBiiKF8q4Y/s1600-h/IMG_2811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172514876215444690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h23_A-xNI/AAAAAAAAAKk/AgBiiKF8q4Y/s320/IMG_2811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h24_A-xOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/yi15BKKbIeI/s1600-h/IMG_2812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172514893395313890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h24_A-xOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/yi15BKKbIeI/s320/IMG_2812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h25vA-xPI/AAAAAAAAAK0/pCx0hRkN670/s1600-h/IMG_2861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172514906280215794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h25vA-xPI/AAAAAAAAAK0/pCx0hRkN670/s320/IMG_2861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h26vA-xQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/eFNJ7iPqF8Y/s1600-h/IMG_2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172514923460084994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h26vA-xQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/eFNJ7iPqF8Y/s320/IMG_2855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Du vet du er i Danmark når dette er et vanlig syn..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h27vA-xRI/AAAAAAAAALE/JyFlbRPjVVY/s1600-h/IMG_2955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172514940639954194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h27vA-xRI/AAAAAAAAALE/JyFlbRPjVVY/s320/IMG_2955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h32PA-xSI/AAAAAAAAALM/Hvu_U1rM9Cg/s1600-h/IMG_2967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172515945662301474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h32PA-xSI/AAAAAAAAALM/Hvu_U1rM9Cg/s320/IMG_2967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Var fult i selve restauranten, men det var ingen hindring! Sjefen viste oss inn i vinkjelleren, og der fikk vi sitte helt for oss selv. V.I.P. sa du?! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h37PA-xTI/AAAAAAAAALU/icBABYGLDF0/s1600-h/IMG_2970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172516031561647410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8h37PA-xTI/AAAAAAAAALU/icBABYGLDF0/s320/IMG_2970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tusen takk for turen jenter, var helt knall!! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-4977443642044599402?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/4977443642044599402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=4977443642044599402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/4977443642044599402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/4977443642044599402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2008/02/sstrene-landr-i-kbenhavn-rigmor-og-jeg.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R8hwpvA-xCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tekw69r033Y/s72-c/IMG_2882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-2465807465989916426</id><published>2008-02-13T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:21:32.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166560443120327698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="154" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R7NPWXLFnBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/WZA9BME2GrM/s200/IMG_1708.JPG" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kjære Mitt Barn….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Du vet kanskje ikke hvem jeg er, men jeg vet alt om deg&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…( Sal 139:1)&lt;/span&gt; Jeg vet når du sitter og når du står oppreist… &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Sal 139:2)&lt;/span&gt; Jeg er vel kjent med alt du er…. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Sal 139:3)&lt;/span&gt; Til og med hvert eneste hårstrå på ditt hode vet jeg om.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Matt 10:29-31)&lt;/span&gt; For du ble skapt i mitt bilde…. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(1.Mos 1:27)&lt;/span&gt; I meg lever du og beveger deg og er til&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Apg 17:28)&lt;/span&gt; For du er min slekt&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;..(Apg 17:28)&lt;/span&gt; Jeg kjente deg allerede fra før du ble unnfanget&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Jer 1:4-5)&lt;/span&gt; Jeg bestemte deg da jeg planla skapelsen&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Ef 1:11-12)&lt;/span&gt; Du var ikke en feiltagelse, for alle dine dager er skrevet opp i min bok&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Sal 139:15-16)&lt;/span&gt; Jeg fastsatte den eksakte tiden for din fødsel og hvor du skulle bo&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Apg 17:26)&lt;/span&gt; Du er skremmende og vidunderlig skapt&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(sal 139:14)&lt;/span&gt; Jeg vevde deg sammen i din mors mage&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;..(sal 139:13)&lt;/span&gt; Og jeg drog deg fram den dagen du ble født&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;..(Sal 71:6)&lt;/span&gt; Jeg har blitt fremstilt feil av dem som ikke kjenner meg… &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(1. Joh 3:1)&lt;/span&gt; Rett og slett fordi du er mitt barn og jeg er din Far&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(1.Joh 3:1)&lt;/span&gt;Jeg tilbyr deg mer enn din jordiske far noen gang har kunnet tilby… &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Matt 7:11)&lt;/span&gt; For jeg er den perfekte far&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Matt5:48)&lt;/span&gt; Hver god gave som du mottar kommer fra min hånd&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…( Jak 1:17)&lt;/span&gt; For jeg er din forsørger og den som møter alle dine behov&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Matt 6:31-33)&lt;/span&gt; Min plan for din fremtid har alltid vært fylt med håp&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Jer 29:11)&lt;/span&gt; Fordi jeg elsker deg med en evig kjærlighet&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Jer 31:3)&lt;/span&gt; Mine tanker for deg er like talløse som sandkornene på stranden&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…( Sal 139:17-18)&lt;/span&gt; Og jeg fryder meg over deg med jubel&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Sef 3:17)&lt;/span&gt;Jeg vil aldri slutte med å gjøre godt mot deg&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Jer 32:40)&lt;/span&gt; For du er min verdifulle eiendom&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;..(2.Mos 19:5)&lt;/span&gt; Av hele mitt hjerte og hele min sjel ønsker jeg at du skal slå rot&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Jer 32:41)&lt;/span&gt; Og jeg vil vise deg store og vidunderlige ting&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Jer 33:3)&lt;/span&gt; Dersom du søker meg av hele ditt hjerte, vil du finne meg&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(5.Mos 4:29)&lt;/span&gt;Ha din lyst i meg, og jeg vil gi deg alt ditt hjerte ønsker&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Sal 37:4)&lt;/span&gt; For det er jeg som gir deg disse ønskene&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Fil 2:13)&lt;/span&gt; Jeg er i stand til å gjøre mer for deg enn du kan klare å forstå&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Ef 3:20)&lt;/span&gt; For jeg er din største oppmuntrer&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(2.Tess 2:16-17)&lt;/span&gt; Jeg er også den Far som trøster deg under alle dine problemer&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(2.Kor 1:3-4)&lt;/span&gt; Når du har hjertesorg, er jeg nær deg&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Sal 34:19)&lt;/span&gt; Som en hyrde bære et lam, har jeg båret deg nær til mitt hjerte&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;..(Jes 40:11)&lt;/span&gt; En dag vil jeg tørke vekk hver eneste tåre fra dine øyne&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Åp 21:3-4)&lt;/span&gt; Jeg er din Far, og jeg elsker deg slik jeg elsker min sønn Jesus… &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Joh 17:23)&lt;/span&gt; For min kjærlighet for deg er forløst i Jesus&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Joh 17:26)&lt;/span&gt; Han er det nøyaktige bilde av min eksistens&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Heb 1:3)&lt;/span&gt; Han kom for å demonstrere at jeg er for deg, og ikke imot deg&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Rom 8:31)&lt;/span&gt; Og for å fortelle deg at jeg ikke teller dine synder&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(2.Kor 5:18-19)&lt;/span&gt; Jesus døde slik at du og jeg kunne forsones&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(2.Kor 5:18-19)&lt;/span&gt; Hans død var det ultimate uttrykk for min kjærlighet til deg&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(1.Joh 4:10)&lt;/span&gt; Jeg ga opp det jeg elsket for å prøve å få din kjærlighet&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Rom 8:31-32)&lt;/span&gt; Dersom du mottar min sønn Jesus som gave, da mottar du meg&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(1.Joh 2:23)&lt;/span&gt; Og ingenting vil noen gang skille deg fra min kjærlighet igjen&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Rom 8:38-39)&lt;/span&gt; Kom hjem og jeg vil holde det største selskapet himmelen noen gang har sett&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Luk 15:7)&lt;/span&gt; Jeg har alltid vært Far, og vil alltid være Far&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Ef 3:14-15)&lt;/span&gt; Mitt spørsmål er.. vil du være mittt barn? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...(Joh 1:12-13)&lt;/span&gt; Jeg venter på deg&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…(Luk 15:11-32)&lt;/span&gt;Kjærlig hilsen fra din himmelske Far, den allmektige Gud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166560456005229618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="167" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R7NPXHLFnDI/AAAAAAAAAI0/zuEiWHc2Fz0/s200/baby.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/34573563-2465807465989916426?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/2465807465989916426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=2465807465989916426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/2465807465989916426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/2465807465989916426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2008/02/kjre-mitt-barn.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R7NPWXLFnBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/WZA9BME2GrM/s72-c/IMG_1708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-9211257463134154871</id><published>2008-02-09T09:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:21:35.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HYTTETUR MED OSLO-GUS-JENTENE:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R63mDXLFmwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/KNiCImEf9Bo/s1600-h/IMG_1664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165037293098343170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R63mDXLFmwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/KNiCImEf9Bo/s320/IMG_1664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitter her og ser igjennom bilder fra i høst, og plutselig kom jeg på at jeg lovte at jeg skulle legge ut bilder fra hytteturen vi Oslo-GUS-jentene var på. Destinasjonen var hytta til Margareth i Telemark, ikke så langt fra Kvitseid. Knallherlig tur, jenter! Må finne på noe slikt igjen snart;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R63mEHLFmxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/sqzcueVI_B0/s1600-h/IMG_1653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165037305983245074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R63mEHLFmxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/sqzcueVI_B0/s320/IMG_1653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R63mEnLFmyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ln3hRGXdICM/s1600-h/IMG_1670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165037314573179682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R63mEnLFmyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ln3hRGXdICM/s320/IMG_1670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R63mFXLFmzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/jVCr3_q3ka8/s1600-h/IMG_1675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165037327458081586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-3213507218015032342?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/3213507218015032342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=3213507218015032342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/3213507218015032342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/3213507218015032342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2008/02/en-fiende-er-en-du-enda-ikke-har-blitt.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-2989133016967272344</id><published>2008-01-20T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:21:36.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;HER KOMMER TØFFE,TØFFE,TØFFE, TØFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R5PERp6kU2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/balN-GYo6V4/s1600-h/IMG_1600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157681805857674082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R5PERp6kU2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/balN-GYo6V4/s400/IMG_1600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nyåret til nå:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smil, flotte raketter, kaldt; men ikke snø(!), familie, venner, skole, lesing, mat, nye folk, 'poker', misjonssalen, stamcafé, buss, latter, besøk, bibellesing, reising, skiturer, gåturer, nye bøker, sol, kirsebær yoghurt, mangel på nett - og ikke mangel på nett, "dear Martha", Krissa, nuss, GUS-fest, glede, reklamer, håp, musikk, Peru?!....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Og fjorårets bilde går herved til, KRISSA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R5PDQ56kU1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/pRQEZrt0A38/s1600-h/IMG_2325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157680693461144402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R5PDQ56kU1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/pRQEZrt0A38/s400/IMG_2325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg digger, digger, digger, digger deg;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R5PC356kU0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/UiN3eEfE8zo/s1600-h/IMG_2325.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R5PChJ6kUzI/AAAAAAAAAF8/eUjJEgmH978/s1600-h/IMG_2325.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/34573563-2989133016967272344?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/2989133016967272344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=2989133016967272344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/2989133016967272344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/2989133016967272344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2008/01/her-kommer-tffetffetffe-tff-nyret-til-n.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R5PERp6kU2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/balN-GYo6V4/s72-c/IMG_1600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-6814365701165570715</id><published>2007-12-12T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T08:42:03.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GLEDLIG JUL FOLKENS!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jeg satt i kantina på MF, og hadde akkurat spist meg god og mett, fylt på med litt ekstra futt, med en kopp kaffe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dagen hadde vært hektisk, og frokosten hadde blitt dyttet ned i en fei, mens døra slo igjen bak meg, og jeg sprang til bussen. Jeg rakk heldigvis bussen akkurat, og kom meg på lesesalen, og fikk en god plass bak i rommet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Så hadde altså klokka passert pause, og vi tusla ned i kantina for å 'lunsje'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Det var altså denne jeg akkurat hadde spist, i et trivelig lag, med blant annet andre trøndere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Da tok Heidi plutselig opp tema; 'julebrus'. Og ikke hvilken som helst julebrus, her snakker vi THE one and only, fra E.C.Dahls i Trondheim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Og alle trøndere med litt respekt for seg selv har den gyldne regel om at man ikke skal drikke denne julebrusen før 1.desember. Man kan gjøre mye før 1.desember. Spise julemarsipan, kjøpe inn julekalender, spise julemat i alle former osv, men IKKE drikke julebrus. Slike er det bare, og slik har det alltid vært.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Da Heidi, veldig entusiastisk, spurte resten av gjengen ved bordet om de hadde drukket den første julebrusen, brøt jeg ut i fortvilelse; "NEI! NO! NIET!NO WAY!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dette, blandet med mye risting frem og tilbake på hodet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Så gav Heidi meg et skrått blikk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Det gikk et sekund, og vips; "Oooops...",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heidi: "kom du på at det ER desember nå?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jeg nikket forsiktig, før vi brøt ut i latter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dette var rundt 8. eller 9. desember.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jeg har altså levd i min egen lille bobble de siste 14 dagene, sammen med kirkefedre, Buddha, verdensillusjoner, og analye- og tolknings oppgaver.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jepp, desember og alt som heter 'jule- eller advendts følelse' har vært på en heelt annen plass, og ikke i nærheten av min lille verden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Men.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Guess what?! Nå er jeg ute av bobbla!! Engelig er jeg ferdig med eksamen, og alt som heter eksamenslesing! (I alle fall for dette året;)..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Så nå blir det virkelig en gledlig jul!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ferie er KNALL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HERLIG, HERLIG :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-6814365701165570715?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/6814365701165570715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=6814365701165570715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/6814365701165570715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/6814365701165570715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/12/gledlig-jul-folkens-d-jeg-satt-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-2730511404953579470</id><published>2007-11-30T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:21:36.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R1COGODaHyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/QnfbUmJ8pD4/s1600-R/worship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138763412332486434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="179" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R1COGODaHyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/i5Pf0BhCQqI/s400/worship.jpg" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No hay argumento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay argumento ni juicio contra mí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Él con sangre me vino a redimir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Libre de condenación&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya no soy más un deudor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Él ha pagado la deuda por mí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahora soy libre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y esclavo por amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Precio de sangre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesús por mí pagó&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Él marcó mi corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Propiedad soy del Señor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Natty Blanco/Jesús Adrián Romero/Mike Rodrígues&lt;/span&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/34573563-2730511404953579470?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/2730511404953579470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=2730511404953579470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/2730511404953579470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/2730511404953579470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-hay-argumento-no-hay-argumento-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R1COGODaHyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/i5Pf0BhCQqI/s72-c/worship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-1250494780819390505</id><published>2007-11-21T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:21:36.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R0SU67tNklI/AAAAAAAAAFk/avFOg5dTqc4/s1600-h/pray,+cool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135393215289856594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R0SU67tNklI/AAAAAAAAAFk/avFOg5dTqc4/s400/pray,+cool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;WHAT GOOD DOES IT DO TO PRAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Some say it's superstition,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;and foolishness to pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;To think of talking to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;in such a simple way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;But I know it's real; I know it's good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;and a thing that's wise to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I've tried it and I know it's power,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;and you can do it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;What good does it do to pray, you ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Just try, my friend, and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;that God will answer prayer for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;just like He's done for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-1250494780819390505?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/1250494780819390505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=1250494780819390505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/1250494780819390505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/1250494780819390505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-good-does-it-do-to-pray-some-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/R0SU67tNklI/AAAAAAAAAFk/avFOg5dTqc4/s72-c/pray,+cool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-601801842904533207</id><published>2007-11-14T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T07:13:31.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;"- Nei da, mamma, slapp av! Jeg tar vitaminer hver dag, og ja, jeg bruker både skjerf, lue og votter.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. hva er det egentlig med disse mødrene? De kjenner deg liksom litt for godt til tider. De gjennomskuer hver minste prøvelse på å snike seg litt unna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigrid: "-Ja mamma, klart jeg har lest i dag.".&lt;br /&gt;Mamma: "-Mer enn 4 sider..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh..oki, men jeg sa heller ikke at jeg hadde lest hele boka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mødre bare har en slik intuisjon som de bruker til en hver tid. Men noen ganger lar de den ligge lavt, slik at man akkurat glemmer at de har den. I de fleste situasjonene dukker den til og med opp uten at man merker det. Plutselig har man gått med på å sitte barnevakt, vaske hele huset, og gjøre unna bakingen for dem til jul..Joda, de vet da litt om hvordan de kan få brukt den til sin fordel disse mødrene også!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men så er det nå en gang slik at det hender, en skjelden gang i blant, at man faktisk ringer til mor bare for at hun skal få bruke denne intuisjonen, og en god posjon morslær. (Morslære? Jo, det er slike ting man lærer når man blir mor, og bare en mor kan, ingen andre!) Det hender altså at man ringer etter denne læren og intuisjonen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigrid:"-Mamma, jeg er syyk!" Trenger ikke si noe mer før naturen tar overhånd, og mor setter igang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"-Huff da, sett på vannkokeren og lag deg en god kopp te, med honning! Honning er viktig, den gjør godt vettu. Ja, også må du prøve å få i deg litt mat da vennen, litt frukt kanskje? Ja, frukt er nok bra. Så pakker du i deg litt C-vitaminer også, er kanskje litt sent nå, men de hjelper nok litt likevel. Og legg deg på sofaen, med teèn og pakk pledde godt rundt deg, og bare slapp av du nå, ikke sant?! Så skal du se du fort frisk igjen vettu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"-Hm... Jo, det hørtes greit ut.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Så ligger man altså på sofaen en kort tid, men etter å ha fulgt de gode råd, blir man altså ikke liggende så lenge som man alltid tror man kommer til å gjøre, før man ringer hjem til mor. Man puster lettere, hoster mindre, snørret stopper å renne, feberen går ned, og vips er man på skolen igjen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joda, disse mødrene er da gode å ha:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-601801842904533207?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/601801842904533207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=601801842904533207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/601801842904533207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/601801842904533207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/11/nei-da-mamma-slapp-av-jeg-tar-vitaminer.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-1362557484303850620</id><published>2007-10-18T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:21:36.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RxfTq7PQh4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/JdYAoweU-H4/s1600-h/vann_1192689770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122795835566884738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="215" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RxfTq7PQh4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/JdYAoweU-H4/s320/vann_1192689770.jpg" width="313" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VANNKRISE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Vannkrisen i Oslo er det nye temaet som ser ut til å tar ustoppelig plass i aviser, og nyhetskanaler i disse dagene. Ikke misforstå meg videre nå, jeg er veldig glad for at de ta opp nettopp slike saker.. jeg fikk selv vite om det gjennom avisen. Men..ærlig talt, å kalle det en vannKRISE er vel kanskje litt å ta i, eller?! Vi har i det minste vann, og koker man vannet, ja så forsvinner disse små parasittene!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hvor mange land er det ikke per dags dato som koker vannet hver eneste dag?! Jo, ganske så mange!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kanskje er det jeg som overreagerer litt i feil ende, men da jeg overhørte en samtale i butikken klarte jeg nesten ikke å la være å bryte inn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dame til mann: "Jeg følte meg nesten dårlig i dag morges etter at jeg drakk en kopp te i går kveld"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mann til dame: "hmm.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dame til mann: "Og da jeg i dag skulle lage middag visste jeg ikke hva jeg skulle gjøre, jeg kom jo bare på mat som jeg måtte bruke vann til"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hva i alle dager er det denne damen prater om?! For det første, den te'en hun drakk kvelden før var kokt! Ergo; parasittene døde! Og man kan fortsatt lage hva som helst av mat bare man koker vannet, og i den meste av matlagingen koker man faktisk vannet uansett før man spiser (poteter f.eks.) !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Bare for å ha det sagt så klarte jeg faktisk å dy meg, og plukket noen appeliner i en pose og gikk videre i butikken..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Så for dere som ikke befinner dere i storbyen akkurat i disse tider kan jeg melde om at tilstanden er som normal hos de aller fleste av oss beboere, og at 'krisen' enda lar seg vente på. Nå skal det sies at jeg selv bøttet nedpå ca en liter vann kvelden før vi fikk koke-tipset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; (Da hadde altså disse parasittene vært i vannet vårt ett par dager allerede)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Føler meg enda i fin form. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tilstands-rapport følger i de nærmeste dagene;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-1362557484303850620?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/1362557484303850620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=1362557484303850620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/1362557484303850620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/1362557484303850620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/10/vannkrise-vannkrisen-i-oslo-er-det-nye.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RxfTq7PQh4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/JdYAoweU-H4/s72-c/vann_1192689770.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-2716498197105094020</id><published>2007-10-16T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:21:37.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RxUL57PQh3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/4p9RYK8cqjU/s1600-h/globalization_1157136018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122013240985945970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RxUL57PQh3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/4p9RYK8cqjU/s320/globalization_1157136018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello..Hola..Bonjour..Hei..Hey..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20 år gammel jente søker en super jobb som er sånn greit betalt, ute i verden. Kan godt være en misjon-nok-så-veldig-nær jobb, med hyggelige folk langt ute i ødemarka. Har absolutt mulighet til å være borte over en lengre periode.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jepp, jepp folks! Som dere kanskje har fått med dere har jeg sykelig lyst til å ut å reise igjen. Savner mange, mange ting, ikke minst de små. Syns fortsatt det er som om vi kom hjem forrige uke, og har mange minner som dukker opp daglig. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noe av grunnen til det er vel at jeg ikke helt vil slippe taket, vil ikke glemme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merker at jeg stadig tenker tanker, som jeg ikke tenkte på tidligere. Tenk hvor mye strøm hele Oslo bruker i løpet av en dag? Hvor mye penger vi har, til tross for at mange av oss er "fattige" studenter? Hvor heldige vi egentlig er som har muligheten til å studere, og ikke minst, at vi kan velge hva! Hvor mye penger jeg har mulighet til å gi bort til veldedighet? Er desverre ikke så flink på dette punktet, men jeg jobber med det, og merker at det betyr mer og mer å kunne gi. (Oi..skikkelig klisje!hehe:P..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yee,yee, for at dere ikke skal tro noe annet bør jeg kanskje utrykke at jeg stoortrives i Oslo! Bare for å ha det sagt;)  Livet som student er herlig, men har vel begynnt å  merke at jeg faktisk har en del å lese.. så nå blir det litt mindre sløsing foran TV'n, og mer tid på lesesalen;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oki, love and smile to all of you:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-2716498197105094020?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/2716498197105094020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=2716498197105094020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/2716498197105094020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/2716498197105094020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RxUL57PQh3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/4p9RYK8cqjU/s72-c/globalization_1157136018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-8508166354208290881</id><published>2007-10-16T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:21:37.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RxUEkLPQh2I/AAAAAAAAAFM/o7ZPKb6tB0w/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122005170742396770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="206" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RxUEkLPQh2I/AAAAAAAAAFM/o7ZPKb6tB0w/s320/images.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELP..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have seen into the eyes of a littel girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What to come, what has been done?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have seen her smile, and I have seen her tears,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have even seen her fears.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to help, reach out a hand.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to hold her tigth, tell here everything will be allrigth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I'm to far away, my hand can't reach further,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she is slipping away..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-8508166354208290881?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/8508166354208290881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=8508166354208290881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/8508166354208290881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/8508166354208290881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/10/help.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RxUEkLPQh2I/AAAAAAAAAFM/o7ZPKb6tB0w/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-2257358882943410891</id><published>2007-09-13T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:21:39.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;FØRSTE TID I TIGERSTADEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109807610809919634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Rumu8vjpqJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3x2ABRDmC6M/s320/Bursdag+p%C3%A5+Bj%C3%B8lsen,+13.09.07+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109802499798837298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RumqTPjpqDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/NCcmYslT3Kg/s320/Oppstart+i+Oslo,+h%C3%B8sten+07+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109802512683739202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RumqT_jpqEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wdDpi7Hwfd4/s320/Oppstart+i+Oslo,+h%C3%B8sten+07+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109802529863608402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RumqU_jpqFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1A7bYezxqvY/s320/Oppstart+i+Oslo,+h%C3%B8sten+07+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109807602219985010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Rumu8PjpqHI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QP6KQgj7YMk/s320/Bursdag+p%C3%A5+Bj%C3%B8lsen,+13.09.07+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109802547043477602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RumqV_jpqGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6Fgq3fB-Wvg/s320/Oppstart+i+Oslo,+h%C3%B8sten+07+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109807606514952322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Rumu8fjpqII/AAAAAAAAAE8/-hJqTE-pBZ4/s320/Bursdag+p%C3%A5+Bj%C3%B8lsen,+13.09.07+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nå har jeg altså snart bodd 5 uker i tigerstaden, som så mange kaller det, og livet er topp! :) Fra å være en stor, litt skummel og absolutt uoversiktlig by, har den nå blitt bittelitt mindre, ikke fult så skremmende, og bittelitt mer oversiktlig! Og kjedelige hverdager har jeg lagt igjen et sted jeg ikke kommer til å finne med det første! Her skjer det nemlig ganske mye til og med på en helt vanlig dag. Som i går for eksempel; da kom de to menn valsende inn i leiligheten i halv 7 tiden på morgenen og tok alle vinduene på stua. Så kom de tilbake med nesten alle sammen senere på kveld, det siste kom ikke før i dag. Så nå har vi i alle fall luftet godt ut her;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jeg trives altså som bare det. Både skole og livet utenom er knall! Gleder meg til å lære mer, og å bli enda bedre kjent i byen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ellers må jeg bare bøye meg i støvet for alle mine kjære! Dere er herlige altså!! Tusen takk for masse meldinger og samtaler på bursdagen min! Ble helt paff da det tikket inn meldinger utover hele dagen, dere er knall altså!! Super glad i dere alle sammen!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dagene tidliger har vært fulle av diverse hendelser!&lt;br /&gt;- Har vært på besøk til det helt ferske søskenbarnet mitt, Solgunn, med familie.&lt;br /&gt;- Har flyttet en stor, ganske lang, hylle til Ås.&lt;br /&gt;- Farget håret..igjen:P&lt;br /&gt;- Hatt latterkrampe med Kristin, å ikke bare én gang! Digger deg Kristin;)&lt;br /&gt;- Vært på ytre Enebakk på kaffebesøk.&lt;br /&gt;- Vært ute på Ås og sett både hus, og hage.&lt;br /&gt;- Passet et par unger på Røa.&lt;br /&gt;- Gått på utforsknings turer rundt om i nabolaget.&lt;br /&gt;- Har hatt besøk av min kjære søster Margrete i over en uke, og selv om både Kristin og jeg er glad for å se gulvet på stua igjen, savner vi deg søs;)&lt;br /&gt;- Har også hatt besøk av min andre søster Rigmor med mann, og barn. Var knall og ser dere alle igjen! Maia Kristine er jo snart stor nok til at dere kan klistre på en `reiser-alene-lapp`, og sette henne på et fly til storbyferie i Oslo med tante;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ser ut til at livet videre i Oslo skal bli knall fremover også, så dette bli nok bra!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hvis noen av dere er i område, eller tenker dere nedover hit (eller oppover hit, etter som hvor dere er i landet..) må dere bare plinge på og komme til Bjølsen. Her har vi ganske så grei plass, og sofa som det funker å sove på;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Love, smile and hugs to ya`all:)&lt;/span&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/34573563-2257358882943410891?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/2257358882943410891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=2257358882943410891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/2257358882943410891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/2257358882943410891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/09/frste-tid-i-tigerstaden-n-har-jeg-alts.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Rumu8vjpqJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3x2ABRDmC6M/s72-c/Bursdag+p%C3%A5+Bj%C3%B8lsen,+13.09.07+049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-5615613751810731784</id><published>2007-08-20T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:21:39.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RsnF-B_LzAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3talRIccZdU/s1600-h/Karianne4+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100825722449808386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RsnF-B_LzAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3talRIccZdU/s320/Karianne4+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;STUDENT....eh..hæ?!..kæm d, æ d?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oioioi....da har æ altså rota mæ te å blitt student æ å! Starta med å få hodet proppa fult med info, tanka å nye inntrykk på tirsdag. Da var det oppstart på MF i Oslo. Har altså bynnt på kristendom grunnfag, for dåkk som itj klart å følg med i svingan i bestemmelsesfasen:P .. Bergen, Tr.heim, Oslo, utlandet?! Så starta vi med først foredragstimen på fredag. Må bare si at det vart rask start, ska ha første prøve om 14daga..opps..itj nå friår det her nei..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Joda, det vart altså Oslo;) Trives utrolig bra her te no, å bynne faktisk å få litt oversikt over den her byen. Å finn stadig ut at ordtaket; "man lære av å feile" fortsatt stemme ganske så bra! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"hm..tru vi ska gå av bussen her og gå opp der....eh..det var kanskje itj den korteste veien nei..gikk itj vi forbi det huset i sta?!..ned her..JA, her er det vettu..eller.." hehe:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Har å fått mæ en samboer, Kristin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hu er ei sprudlende jente fra Volda, men hu snakke bokmål:P Vi går veldig godt overens! Vi dele rom, og hold hverandre våken te seint på kvelden, ligg på kjøkkengulvet å studere Oslo-kart..jepp, vi er begge like lite kjent.."men, å ja der er frogner parken(!), men her borti da..hm..oi, her ligg stadion ja!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Opps..rettelse fra Kristin her folkens!: "Vi er ikke liiike godt kjent, jeg kan finne veien til skolen min, hvis jeg kjører buss!..eh, men jeg kan ikke gå dit alene.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100825718154841058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RsnF9x_Ly-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/G-jGgGMWHbw/s320/Karianne4+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100825722449808370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RsnF-B_Ly_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/7pOoli3zJGo/s320/Karianne4+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehe..jada, livet er herlig! ;) Har foresten funnet "kjekk-gutt-med-hund-i-blokk", tru han bor i samme bygård, så no e det bare å finn en hund å lån ei uke eller to for å bli kjent:P hehe..neida! vi får vel grei oss med "flat-kjekk-ung-herremann" som heng i gangen vår:P Å Hanne å Ingeborg, tuusen takk for han! Vi stelle godt med han, og han er veldig snill tebake. Til og med Stian gav han et kjærlig klapp på kinnet her en dag..hehe:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ellers her vi stor plass i leiligheten, så det er bare å ta sæ en tur. Psst..med lavpris ekspressen er det kun en liten 50-lapp fra Tr.heim..*hinthint*! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Håpe ellers at alle har det bra, å at dåkk trives der dåkk er no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Adios, hasta luego:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;!Que Dios bendiga todos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-5615613751810731784?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/5615613751810731784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=5615613751810731784' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/5615613751810731784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/5615613751810731784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/08/student.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/RsnF-B_LzAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3talRIccZdU/s72-c/Karianne4+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-8936027894498590399</id><published>2007-04-25T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:21:41.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Ri9bKesTYfI/AAAAAAAAADU/ovpqE1rOI6I/s1600-h/Karianne3+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057361142156059122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Ri9bKesTYfI/AAAAAAAAADU/ovpqE1rOI6I/s320/Karianne3+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;TURNÈLIVET; HERE WE COME..eller ka sei dåkk; Kristin, Karianne og Hilde ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Jepp, da har vi vorre på turnè, hadd det utroolig arti! Reist rundt i Trøndelag og nedover Vestlandet. Hm..ka gjorde vi spør du..Joda..litt av hver det;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Kjørt over 200 mil i løpet av ei uke, fiksa oss statoil-kopp og stoppa på alle statoilstasjonan, testa annlegget i bilen (foresten itj så verst..hehe), fikk verdens beste teamsang, filma, flira, tok bilda, hadd møta, ble kjent med folk, flira, fikk sett mer av Norge (itj så verst natur i det har landet altså.!), kjørt itj en eneste gang feil, spist mat, og litt mer mat, flira, fikk oss heliumsballonga, flira enda mer(!), møtt masse kjentfolk, tok ferja, fikk et lite slag av panikk hver gang vi kom te en bomstasjon og mått i full fart rot frem penga fordi bilen itj hadd brikke(..hehe:P..), spontanitet(!), planlegging(eh..hehe..neida, der tulla æ!), sto opp halv fem en morra for å kjør 2tima for å ha et morramøte, flira i alle fall etter det (..:P..), fikk masse interne spøka; eller ka team "flames from duste"? hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Alt i alt, hadd en super arti tur:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057358320362545522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Ri9YmOsTYXI/AAAAAAAAACU/2NVr12Q6m3c/s320/Karianne+2+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057360416306586050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Ri9agOsTYcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7VDBM1Po9sw/s320/Karianne+135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057360416306586066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Ri9agOsTYdI/AAAAAAAAADE/pERnkiypNcA/s320/Karianne+127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057362134293504514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Ri9cEOsTYgI/AAAAAAAAADc/jIepD78_2k4/s320/Karianne+2+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057362134293504530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Ri9cEOsTYhI/AAAAAAAAADk/-6t8MYKR4hQ/s320/Karianne+2+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057362138588471842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Ri9cEesTYiI/AAAAAAAAADs/ljxIl4h4YRY/s320/Karianne+2+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057362138588471858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Ri9cEesTYjI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IMcT9gG3O0o/s320/Karianne+2+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-8936027894498590399?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/8936027894498590399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=8936027894498590399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/8936027894498590399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/8936027894498590399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/04/turnlivet-here-we-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Ri9bKesTYfI/AAAAAAAAADU/ovpqE1rOI6I/s72-c/Karianne3+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-8013130624697088845</id><published>2007-04-11T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:21:41.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Rh0wcsvu0xI/AAAAAAAAACE/pGYq-Fj4KOs/s1600-h/Moltun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052247626585395986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="230" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Rh0wcsvu0xI/AAAAAAAAACE/pGYq-Fj4KOs/s320/Moltun.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;               NORGE, MITT NORGE .. -.. Moldtun, mitt Moldtun:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;                                                            Jeppjepp, da har det altså vorre påskeferie her i gården. Hadd det knall, og det var kjæmpe arti å møt igjen alle dåkk som æ rakk å møt;) ( Te dåkk andre; kjæm opp te Trheim te helga:)..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Som sagt var det bare bra å vær heim igjen. Var litt på hytta, litt i Trheim, litt i Lensvika og litt på hytta igjen. Summert sammen var det ei knallers påske, men toppen kom nok på slutten, på hytta (som forøvrig ligg på en flotters plass som hette; Moldtun;)..), da snø, vind å en ufyselig kulde vart bytta ut med strålende sol og appelsin i sekken:) (..varmen ligg nok enda på lur en anna plass..:P) Så kom æ mæ altså på et par topptura likevel den her påska å:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;                                                                Så gikk turen videre tebake te GUS igjen. Var knall å kom tebake hit å møt alle igjen:) Gledelig gjennsyn me både team og resten av folket! Men må nok bare sei at det var litt merkelig å ikke reis, eller vær sammen med teamet 24/7, å itj sjå dæm på ei heel uke..hehe:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;                                                                Åsså for dåkk som snappa opp den lille "side kommentaren" min lenger opp her, må æ bare bekrefte nok en gang at; Jepp, æ kjæm te Trheim igjen te helga (13-15)! Ska på turne med en gjeng fra GUS, og da ska vi bl.a. kom te KVT en tur på OFF-weekend, å Salem både på lørdag og søndag. Etter det går turen te Bakketun. Så da e det berre å ta kontakt:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;                                                                 Åsså ska æ prøv å få inn nå bilda på den her sia, uff..den e egentlig ganske gørr kjedelig..hm..jaja, mn som sagt, no ska æ prøv å få gjort nå med det;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;               oki, heidå..klæmklæm:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-8013130624697088845?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/8013130624697088845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=8013130624697088845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/8013130624697088845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/8013130624697088845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/04/norge-mitt-norge.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_w0BSUwtbY/Rh0wcsvu0xI/AAAAAAAAACE/pGYq-Fj4KOs/s72-c/Moltun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-5815923625099525565</id><published>2007-03-19T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T06:25:56.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Å DU KALDESTE VERDEN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Brr....det e kaldt i Norge!! Jepp, du læst rett, I NORGE! (Heei, sjå her da folkens, norske bokstaver!) Landa klokka 10 norsk tid i går morrest..heeeeeeelt sprøtt!! Da vi kom dit sto Johannes(rektor på GUS), og diverse andre som DEN velkomst komiteen vettu. knallkoselig:)  Så bars det te Gå Ut senteret, bare det å kom ut å kjenn den iskalde lufta var helt snedig, reist fra Bonair med 30 greder tidligar den samme dagen....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ellers her æ nok itj landa helt enda.. Er så masse rart her altså.. Drikk vann fra springen, kaste dopapiret I do, snakke norsk, bruke itj antibac, spise grovbrød, har varm dyne, og jammen mæ varmtvann i springen, og dusjen, me en gang, rense itj frukt eller grønnsakene! Hm..Norge er et sært land altså:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ska foresten få kjøttkake te middag i dag, med potet, å itj ris! hehe..d bli godt det:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ellers håpe æ å få møtt litt av folket i påska! Bli nok så æ reise litt på hytta sammen me familien, mn må nesten sei litt hei te dæm å :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Åsså har æ kanskje snart fått fiksa lader te mobilen mini løpet av uke, eller i seineste tid, te påske..laderen te den vart jo å stjelt  under innbruddet vettu...litt kjipt, mn jaja, sånn som skjer;) Får mæ ny PC i påska, og mest sannsynlig speilreflekskamera å, glede mæg!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jeppjepp, da ska æ stikk å spis middag...hm..det e å litt sært ja foresten, å spis middag no når klokka for oss e 9 om morran, å itj 3 på ettermiddagen liksom.... Jaja, håpe vi fort får gjevna ut det her jetlaget! Hadd vorre våken 2 døgn i strekk i går..kanskje itj så rart at vi er trøtt likevel da..hehe:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oki, mn da lukte det nydelige kjøttkaker her, så da stikk æ i alle fall:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;See you later:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-5815923625099525565?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/5815923625099525565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=5815923625099525565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/5815923625099525565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/5815923625099525565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/03/du-kaldeste-verden-brr.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-8712995263054334431</id><published>2007-03-16T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T11:52:54.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;BYE BYE, ECUADOR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;huff, da har vi sagt hade te ungan paa barnehagen.... Sikkelig rert aa ikke sei; "Hasta mañana!" Merke at ae har vorte glad i derre smaarollingan;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Det er altsaa siste dag her i Ecuador, mitt kjaere land nr, 2.. Har vorte UTROLIG glad i selve landet, alt det  har  aa tilby av muligheta, og folket her! Bli ordentlig rart aa kom tebake te Norge..Glede mae te aa sjaa om ae ahr forandra mae, og ka ae egentlig har laert ut her. Tru ae merke det forst naar ae kjaem heim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Var foresten en ting som slo mae her en dag. I bibelen staar det;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="font5" href="http://www.bibelen.no/refs.aspx?head=1&amp;book=MAT&amp;amp;chapter=22&amp;verse=34&amp;amp;lang=1&amp;trans=2" target="refs"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;De to store bud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="font4" name="34"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Da fariseerne hørte at han hadde stoppet munnen på saddukeerne, kom de sammen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="font4" name="35"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Og en av dem, en lovkyndig, spurte for å sette ham på prøve: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="font4" name="36"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; «Mester, hvilket bud er det største i loven?» &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="font4" href="http://www.bibelen.no/refs.aspx?book=MAT&amp;chapter=22&amp;amp;verse=37&amp;lang=1&amp;amp;trans=2" target="refs" name="37"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Han svarte: «' Du skal elske Herren din Gud av hele ditt hjerte og av hele din sjel og av all din forstand.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="font4" name="38"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;38&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Dette er det største og første bud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="font4" href="http://www.bibelen.no/refs.aspx?book=MAT&amp;chapter=22&amp;amp;verse=39&amp;lang=1&amp;amp;trans=2" target="refs" name="39"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Men det andre er like stort: ' Du skal elske din neste som deg selv.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="font4" href="http://www.bibelen.no/refs.aspx?book=MAT&amp;chapter=22&amp;amp;verse=40&amp;lang=1&amp;amp;trans=2" target="refs" name="40"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; På disse to budene hviler hele loven og profetene.» &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Matt 22. 34-40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Det er naa folket her virkelig har tatt te sae, aa d virke som om d e mottoet daemes for kvar dag som kjaem. Daem er i vaert fall omsorgsfull, og kjaerlig. Har itj maatt naann her som aeitj har folt kjaerlighet fra! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ellers er timeplan for daem siste timan haer i landet naa lignenede nom det haer;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;- vaske ut av leiligheta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;- pakk helt ferdig....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;- ta et par telefona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;- spis god mat paa en restaurant nedafor oss....i alle fall god varm brownis me is:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;- Be litt sammen for heimreisa og daem tingan vi legg bak oss i morratidlig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;- Beundre utsikta fra leiligheta en siste kveld...jepp, vi ser nemlig over hele Quito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;- Les litt i Bibelen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;- Snakk og tull og kos oss masse, masse daem siste timan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;- Eh..tja, saa var d naann som snakka om litt sovn, mn vi faar no sjaa:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Da er den siste bloggen fra Ecuador ferdig for denne gang....hm..for denne gang ja, mn om itj saa alt for leng kan det vel kom en ny en her i fra ska du sjaa;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Jepp, jepp, da maa daakk kos daak masse all sammen! Assa maa ae bare minn paa folk at ae fortsatt har det gamle nummeret mitt naar ae lande i morra; 48060634! ( Hehe..no huska ae d vettu::P....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Oki, da preikast vi:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-8712995263054334431?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/8712995263054334431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=8712995263054334431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/8712995263054334431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/8712995263054334431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/03/bye-bye-ecuador-huff-da-har-vi-sagt.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-1744366352349064255</id><published>2007-03-14T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T18:26:33.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dagens bibelord:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Vannet flommet over hodet på meg; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;jeg tenkte: «Nå er det ute med meg.» &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Herre, da ropte jeg ditt navn dypt nede fra graven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Du hørte på meg da jeg bad: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;«Du må ikke lukke ørene for min bønn om befrielse.» &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Du var nær da jeg kalte på deg; du sa: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;«Vær ikke redd!» &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Herre, du har ført min sak, du løste meg ut, så jeg fikk leve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Herre, du så den urett jeg led, og hjalp meg til min rett. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Klag 3,54–59&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Takk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-1744366352349064255?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/1744366352349064255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=1744366352349064255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/1744366352349064255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/1744366352349064255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/03/dagens-bibelord-vannet-flommet-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-6760904572563863363</id><published>2007-03-14T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T11:07:40.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HM..TAKK SKA DU HA A.K. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jepp, da har hu altsaa "tikka" mae.. No er itj ae saa inn i det her greian, mn tru ae har skjonnt d no. Ae maa skriv inn reglan, saa her e daem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regler:&lt;br /&gt;Hver spiller starter med å skrive seks rare ting om seg selv, eller rett og slett noe ingen andre vet. Bloggere som blir "tatt" må skrive seks ting om seg selv i sin egen blogg, i tillegg til å angi reglene for spillet. Til slutt velger spilleren seks nye bloggere som "har den", og lister navnene deres. Etter det er gjort, skriver han eller hun en kommentar på bloggene til hver av dem, for å la dem vite at de har blitt "tatt", og at de må lese bloggen til den som tok dem for mer informasjon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saa, tja..tenke, tenke...tru du kan bli skuffa Ann Kristin, veit itj om ae kjaem paa saa my arti no....mn ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Veit itj om saa mang veit d, utenom daem paa GUS, ..mn ae klart aa laas mae inn i kaninburet sammen med kaninan mine en gang..eller va d to..?! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ae har rappa et par egg fra et reir aa spist daem....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. En gang ringt ae te legen aa hort om ae kunn faa ei time pga; foten, kneet, handa, skuldra og ryggen..(jepp da, alt pa en gang..) Endt me at ae fikk nodtime, og fikk kom med engang..hehe:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Brukt aa staa inn paa kjokkenet te farmor og farfar og vask koppa, aa leik mae me gronnsaapa i fler tima, mens daem tok sae en middagslur.. Eh..ja, d har kanskje itj skjedd saa ofte etter ae fylt 10..da gikk d opp for mae kor kjedelig det egentlig er aa vask derre koppan..hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Slo opp telt i hagen en dag ae var heim alein aa sov der ei natt..Mamma og pappa kom heim litt seint, og fikk sae en bra overaskelse da daem fant mae ut der..  ( var vel ca. 8 aar el naa tru ae)   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Klart aa daett overst i slalombakken i Oppdal paa snowboard, og skli paa magen nedover saa og si heeeele bakken! Huff, fikk trimma magemusklan i alle fall, baade da, og etterpaa naar ae klart aa stopp..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jepp, jepp..det var 6 punkta om mae....kjaem liksom itj paa nann anna ae no mn....klart no 6 punkta i alle fall:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jepp, da ska vi sjaa kaem vi skal "tikk"...?!&lt;br /&gt;Hm..&lt;br /&gt;- Kari..(du har da vel gjort ganske my arti..:P)&lt;br /&gt;- Heidi Owesen. (Du har my aa fortell du!!)&lt;br /&gt;- Jon Petter (skjer vel litt av hvert i Uniten;)..)&lt;br /&gt;- Gry (no maa du bare fortell her..)&lt;br /&gt;- Johanna N (grei maate aa bli bedre kjent me roomien min d her;)..)&lt;br /&gt;- Malene (tronder mot tronder, kom med d du har..;)..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oki, da tru ae d e d..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bli arti aa les folkens:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidaa:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-6760904572563863363?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/6760904572563863363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=6760904572563863363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/6760904572563863363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/6760904572563863363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/03/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-4586474910518148864</id><published>2007-03-12T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:57:33.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FARVEL STRAND, SOL OG VARME!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jepp, da sett vi altsaa kursen heimover om 5 daga!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hm..veit itj helt om ae klare aa gled mae 100%, mn d ska bli godt aa treff igjen folk!! :) Men merke no at ae kjaems te aa savn mytji herifra..som foreksempel:....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- Bare hopp paa bussen te sydenvarme og flotte strender ved kysten, jungelen eller andre plassa i fjellet uansett ka du vil, for en billig penge, - sitte paa daem her hompete bussene me drit hoy latinomusikk rungende i oran, eller en drit darlig fiction film me like hoyt volum:P, - eller d aa sitt pa bussen, assa plutselig pungtere den, og all bare gaar av bussen, som om d e helt normalt, og itj e naa uvanlig i den hele tatt;) - folket her, - indianernen, daem e saa vakker!!, - kjentfolk, saa klart!, - variasjon i landet, - gaa ut i t-sjorte (uten aa frys!), - oki, kjaems vel itj akkurat te aa savn d, mn d bli uvant aa itj kast dopapir i ei soppelbotte.., - Gaa ut paa restaurant aa spise god middag for en tier!, - Edel, vaar kjaere mentor, og veileder, - gutta, eller tja, kjaems te aa bli godt aa gaa langs gata uten aa bli ropt etter, mn daem fleste e da ganske daa koselig aa.., - danse me latinoamerikanere, spes paa Esmeraldas:), - syng, aa dans paa karaokebar, el ka Joel?!hehe, - snakke spansk, - skrive fellesmailer, - sjaa nye, fantastiske plassa kvar helg!, - ungan paa jobben, daem e saa nydelig daem!, - Cuenca, og folka der, - Itj minst Tutto Freddo isen!!, - ungdomman i "nuestro salvador" - Cañar og folka der, -bli vekkt paa natta og dradd med paa en fodsel!, - Lage mat med teamet, - Papayaene her, daem e saa syykt god, - aa resten av frukta, spes de vi itj har i Norge, - Juice´an her, og batidosan, - bare hoppe inn i en utrolig billig taxi, - sitte bak paa paa pick up!, - ha teamsamlinger, - skrive rapporta heim, - dopapir me parfymelukt, - krysse gata mellom kjorende bila i full fart, - bli tutet paa nesten hver gang vi faktisk springer over gata.., - frokost me egg aa halvtort brod, aa varm melk m kaffe, - Latinomusikk generelt, som foresten er overalt!!, - ikke bruke veske, mn i stede vaere nodt til aa putte pengene i BH´n, - aa gang paa gang bli overasket over pedagogikken de bruker paa jobben, skriking og kjefing(!), - aa leve litt mindre luksus, ikke ha alt tilgjengelig bestanding, (faar foresten mjuk overgang der naar vi kjaem te Hurdal:P), - Spis standard middag; ris aa kylling paa billige restauranter, - Bare reise kor vi vil uten aa planlegge, - itj planlegge generelt, - det aa ikke maa vaer presis te alle avtaler, men folge "ecuatime", - aa bo paa billige, skittne hostal me mytji smakryp..(har faktisk en sjarm ved saeg d aa:P), - Prute med taxisjaaforen, og paa marked, - komme trygt heim te leiligheta, - Ligge og prate i senga paa rommet te Ann Kristin og Hilde, - Selgerne paa bussen, - Presse 5 jenter, og gjerne noen fler inn i en taxi, aa sjaa om vi kjaem oss opp paa toppen av bakken.., - aa bestandig ha med vannflaske, og dopapir i veska, - Spenningen naar vi sjekke posten i Cuenca, og den gledesrusen naar man faktisk har faatt naa, uansett kaem paa teamet:), - Snakke med folk vi moter paa gata, og komme inn i diskusjoner me daem hvor vi, paa spansk, maa prov aa forklar forskjellan mellom luthersk, og katolsk kirke, og trosrettninga, - Buss-arbeidere paa stasjonen som roper hele tiden med en sykt hoy og nasal stemme: "Ambato Ambato Ambato, Quito Quito Quito, Riobamb Riobamba Riobamba, Guayaquil Guayaquil Guayaquiiiiiiiiil!!!!!", - bussturer paa 8-10 timer, - "Tony- youhurt", som har vorte standar bussmat, - daarlige sangan paa repeat, - Sjaa slumomraader, saa og sei daglig, aa stadig bli minna paa kor godt vi har det i Norge, - Sjaa livsgleden te folket her, uansett kor lite daem har, - At ting av og te fungere, og av og te itj;), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jepp, HELE ECUADOR faktisk..:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bli nok aa tenk tebake paa naar vi kjaem heim ja merke ae...:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Men fortvil ikke folkens, glede mae utrolig te aa sjaa daakk alle sammen igjen, saa pga daakk glede ae mae en del te aa kom heim aa;) Er jo saa utrolig brae folk hele gjengen!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Er foresten mange som har lurt paa ka ae ska te hosten.. Joda, da har ae plutselig funnet ut at ae ska bynn pa tegnspraakklinja i Trheim te hosten! Tru d bli knall bra:) Glede mae te alle nye sprell vi ska finn pa Heidi:D og resten og saa klart!!!! Bli knallers!!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That´s it for this time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Super klem te alle:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-4586474910518148864?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/4586474910518148864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=4586474910518148864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/4586474910518148864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/4586474910518148864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/03/farvel-strand-sol-og-varme-jepp-da-sett.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-8805140312010241363</id><published>2007-03-07T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T14:50:42.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;-EG HAR SETT LYSET!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe..oki, kanskje ikke lyset..men ae fikk sett sostersen og Maia Kristine (tantabarn) paa webkamera i dag i alle fall:P Det var herlig det!! Kjennt at det skal bli virkelig godt aa bare ta rundt daem begge aa gi daem DEN klemmen;)&lt;br /&gt;Saa bare vent du Rig..hehe:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellers har vi vorre i varmere strok den helga som var:) Tok bussen te Guayaquil aa saa paa arbeidet som normisjon har der, og besokt Joel. Var veldig bra! Goy aa faa vaer med paa det ene motet, og snakke med Kjetil og Kristin, som er misjonaerene der naa. Greit aa faa hore litt praktisk hvordan ting fungerer ogsaa:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellers fikk ae faktisk et litt bedre inntrykk av Guayas den her gangen.. Var varmt og godt, aa en nydelig promenade, el ka ae ska kall d..&lt;br /&gt;Folkan vi mott var aa kjaempe herlige..har savnet det en del her i Quito, aa mote aa prate med innfodte. Saa d var godt aa gjor igjen..selv om daem snakke utrolig fort aa saann der...:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saa har vi faatt fiksa ting etter innbruddet. Eh..ja, og faar daakk som itj helt har faatt hort d, jepp kom heim etter ferien, og oppdaga at blant anna at d itj bli naa problem aa finn ut kos ae ska faa me mae data og alt d paa flyet..den var nemlig borte med masse bilder og div ting paa..Jaja, positivet e no at ae faar ny data naar ae kjaem heim;) Greit d, bynt jo nesten aa bli litt gammel den ae hadd..hehe:) Sa joda, humoret e paa topp igjen no;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellers ska vi te kysten igjen te helga. Nordkysten den her gangen, te Esmeraldas. Glede mae te aa sjaa kos d e der! Har sett bilda aa saann, aa det ser knall fint ut. Men folk som staar aa spille paa saann..eh..huff..glemme alltid ka d hete..jaja, saann "kasserolla" nesten, som vi ser paa TV heim i Norge vettu..hehe:P Jaja, daakk faar se bilde seinar, saa skjonne daakk d;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellers er det knall goy aa faa mail fra dere alle sammen!! Glede mae te aa aapne mailboksen kver gang:)&lt;br /&gt;Ta vare paa daakk sjol;) Saa er ae foresten i Norgen igjen om bare 10 daga..!!!!Sykt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out for this time ladies and gentelman:)&lt;br /&gt;                         Preikast:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-8805140312010241363?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/8805140312010241363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=8805140312010241363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/8805140312010241363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/8805140312010241363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/03/eg-har-sett-lyset-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34573563.post-1888923092300115721</id><published>2007-02-25T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T10:08:21.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO' ORD FOR DA'N I DAG, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OG I MORRA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;han&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;han&gt;Han skal gi sine engler befaling om deg,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Og de skal bære deg på hendene,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;så du ikke støter foten mot noen stein.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Matt 4.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;om&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Om jeg taler med menneskers eller englers tunger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;men ikke har kjærlighet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;om style="COLOR: #ff0000"&gt;da er jeg bare drønnende malm eller en klingende bjelle. &lt;a name="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bibelen.no/refs.aspx?book=1CO&amp;chapter=13&amp;amp;verse=2&amp;lang=1&amp;amp;trans=2" target="refs"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Om jeg har profetisk gave, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kjenner alle hemmeligheter og eier all kunnskap, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;om jeg har all tro så jeg kan flytte fjell, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;men ikke har kjærlighet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;da er jeg intet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bibelen.no/refs.aspx?book=1CO&amp;chapter=13&amp;amp;verse=3&amp;lang=1&amp;amp;trans=2" target="refs"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt; Om jeg gir alt jeg eier til brød for de fattige, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ja, om jeg gir meg selv til å brennes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;men ikke har kjærlighet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;da har jeg ingen ting vunnet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt; Kjærligheten er tålmodig, kjærligheten er velvillig, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;den misunner ikke, skryter ikke, er ikke hovmodig. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a name="5"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt; Kjærligheten krenker ikke, søker ikke sitt eget, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;er ikke oppfarende og gjemmer ikke på det onde. &lt;a name="6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bibelen.no/refs.aspx?book=1CO&amp;chapter=13&amp;amp;verse=6&amp;lang=1&amp;amp;trans=2" target="refs"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt; Den gleder seg ikke over urett, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;men har sin glede i sannheten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bibelen.no/refs.aspx?book=1CO&amp;chapter=13&amp;amp;verse=7&amp;lang=1&amp;amp;trans=2" target="refs"&gt;7&lt;/a&gt; Kjærligheten utholder alt, tror alt, håper alt, tåler alt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt;8&lt;/a&gt; Kjærligheten tar aldri slutt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Profetgavene skal bli borte, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tungene skal tie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;og kunnskapen forgå. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a name="9"&gt;9&lt;/a&gt; For vi forstår stykkevis og taler profetisk stykkevis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a name="10"&gt;10&lt;/a&gt; Men når det fullkomne kommer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;skal det som er stykkevis, ta slutt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a name="11"&gt;11&lt;/a&gt; Da jeg var barn, talte jeg som et barn, tenkte jeg som et barn, forsto jeg som et barn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Men da jeg ble voksen, la jeg av det barnslige. &lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bibelen.no/refs.aspx?book=1CO&amp;chapter=13&amp;amp;verse=12&amp;lang=1&amp;amp;trans=2" target="refs"&gt;12&lt;/a&gt; Nå ser vi i et speil, i en gåte, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;da skal vi se ansikt til ansikt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nå forstår jeg stykkevis, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;da skal jeg erkjenne fullt ut, slik Gud kjenner meg fullt ut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a name="13"&gt;13&lt;/a&gt; Så blir de stående, disse tre: tro, håp og kjærlighet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Men størst blant dem er kjærligheten.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kor 13. 1-13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bibelen.no/refs.aspx?book=PHP&amp;chapter=4&amp;amp;verse=4&amp;lang=1&amp;amp;trans=2" target="refs"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Gled dere alltid i Herren! Igjen vil jeg si: Gled dere! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bibelen.no/refs.aspx?book=PHP&amp;chapter=4&amp;amp;verse=5&amp;lang=1&amp;amp;trans=2" target="refs"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; La alle mennesker få merke at dere er vennlige. Herren er nær! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bibelen.no/refs.aspx?book=PHP&amp;chapter=4&amp;amp;verse=6&amp;lang=1&amp;amp;trans=2" target="refs"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Vær ikke bekymret for noe! Men legg alt dere har på hjertet, fram for Gud. Be og kall på ham med takk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bibelen.no/refs.aspx?book=PHP&amp;chapter=4&amp;amp;verse=7&amp;lang=1&amp;amp;trans=2" target="refs"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Og Guds fred, som overgår all forstand, skal bevare deres hjerter og tanker i Kristus Jesus.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fil. 4. 4-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Og te slutt et liten visdomsord..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;glede&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Glede i hjertet gir god helse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mismot tærer på marg og ben.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ordsp 17.22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Saann..ha en go' dag folkens!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;P.S. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Kjaem snart heim ae no.... aa da faar ae d gamle tlf nr mitt igjen som er: ..eh..opps..husk itj d ae..hehe, mn d e i alle fall d samme som for! Saa da e d berre aa ta kontakt vettu..hehe:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;(Ska vaer i trondelag i paska.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34573563-1888923092300115721?l=sigridlandro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/feeds/1888923092300115721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34573563&amp;postID=1888923092300115721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/1888923092300115721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34573563/posts/default/1888923092300115721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigridlandro.blogspot.com/2007/02/go-ord-for-dan-i-dag-og-i-morra-og-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Sigrid :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08394355945390290955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10464691306557887888'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>