<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1930501924042885712</id><updated>2012-01-05T21:25:21.610Z</updated><category term='Kids'/><category term='Macdonald'/><category term='wedding photo'/><category term='Isle of Lewis'/><category term='Leodhas'/><category term='Hebrides'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Grandkids'/><title type='text'>☒Jimmy MacDonald's Blogspot☓</title><subtitle type='html'>☒☓☒☓☒☓☒☓☒☓☒☓☒☓☒☓☒☓☒☓☒☓☓☒☓☒☓☒☓☒☓☒☓☒☓☒☓☒☓

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&lt;br&gt;The general ramblings of an Islander, living in the Scottish Lowlands. 

Here I will share some personal/family profiles, family photos, photo guestbook, guestbook, guestmaps, slideshows etc. [Please bare with me, I've just started this 'blogspot'.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmymacdonald.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1930501924042885712/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmymacdonald.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jimmy MacDonald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10710684664449327639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISORUayXpGI/SeDYv19b2YI/AAAAAAAAAB4/sJ94T46dYSw/s1600-R/242594509_d899f3379f.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1930501924042885712.post-3722886476219887768</id><published>2007-05-10T01:31:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T03:11:53.553Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webspace.webring.com/people/rc/cristean/images/portrait-me.jpg" title="&amp;#9747[Logo] Jimmy MacDonald" width="40" hight="40"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" align="middle" flashvars="bt=hello++and++welcome++to++jimmy%27s++blogspot  &amp;cl=white" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="50" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l80/bigrollerdave/flash/sign.swf" bgcolor="#000000" width="380" wmode="transparent" name="blipsy-sign"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" width="334" src="http://free.timeanddate.com/clock/i2zoind/n136/fcf00/tccf9/pcf9f/ftbu/bas8/bat4/tt0/td2/th1/tb1" height="34"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What ever that happens in life, happens for good.....so stop worrying about the future and forget the past. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After Sept. 11th, one company invited the remaining members of other companies who had been decimated by the attack on the Twin Towers to share their available office space. At a morning meeting, the head of security told stories of why these people were alive...... and all the stories were just the 'L I T T L E' things. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As you might know, the head of the company survived that day because his son started kindergarten.Another fellow was alive because it was his turn to bring donuts.One woman was late because her alarm clock didn't go off in time. One of them missed his bus. One spilled food on her clothes and had to take time to change.One's car wouldn't start.One went back to answer the telephone.One had a child that dawdled and didn't get ready as soon as he should have. One couldn't get a taxi.The one that struck everyone was the man who put on a new pair of shoes that morning, took the various means to get to work but before he got there, he developed a blister on his foot. He stopped at a drugstore to buy a Band-Aid. That is why he is alive today. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now when I am stuck in traffic, miss an elevator, turn back to answer a ringing telephone......... all the little things that annoy me. I think to myself, this is exactly where God wants me to be at this very moment... Next time your morning seems to be going wrong, the children are slow getting dressed, you can't seem to find the car keys, you hit every traffic light, don't get mad or frustrated. God is at work watching over you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pass this on to someone else, if you'd like. There is NO LUCK attached. If you decide not to pass it on that's okay: "God's Love Is Not Dependent On E-Mail."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1930501924042885712-3722886476219887768?l=jimmymacdonald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmymacdonald.blogspot.com/feeds/3722886476219887768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1930501924042885712&amp;postID=3722886476219887768&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1930501924042885712/posts/default/3722886476219887768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1930501924042885712/posts/default/3722886476219887768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmymacdonald.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-ever-that-happens-in-life-happens.html' title=''/><author><name>Jimmy MacDonald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10710684664449327639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISORUayXpGI/SeDYv19b2YI/AAAAAAAAAB4/sJ94T46dYSw/s1600-R/242594509_d899f3379f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1930501924042885712.post-2283282404094983946</id><published>2007-04-11T14:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T04:34:40.865Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hebrides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isle of Lewis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leodhas'/><title type='text'>Are You From One Of The Hebridian Isles?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISORUayXpGI/Rhzoxj4VsgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dvlc_GBPdnU/s1600-h/isleoflewis-ferry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052168820145631746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISORUayXpGI/Rhzoxj4VsgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dvlc_GBPdnU/s320/isleoflewis-ferry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know you are an islander if ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a dog called Dileas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever worn a biannag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have at least 3 eyebrow hairs over 1.5 inches long&lt;br /&gt;(extra points for on each eyebrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a pair of 'posh' cords for evenings out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You admire your father so much you have grown an inch long tuft of hair in each ear (extra points if you're female.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in Glasgow/ Inverness/ Aberdeen/ Edinburgh/ you get on the bus and say "I'm going to Woolies, how much is it to Woolies?" When the driver looks at you quizzically, you clarify, "WoolWORTHS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When on the mainland you make a concerted effort to go into shops that don't exist in Stornoway. Like LIDL and Poundstretcher. Oh, and ASSSSDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do a monthly Big Shop in Ullapool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your father knows someone called Tormod who works on&lt;br /&gt;The Isle Of Lewis ferry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time you tried to get a bus in Glasgow/Inverness/Aberdeen/Edinburgh it took 10 buses flying past you to make you realise you had to hold your hand out to make it stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever worn your father's boiler suit for the peats when you were 8 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever got lost in the peats - 10 feet away from where your dad and mum were working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you move to Glasgow/Inverness/Aberdeen/Edinburgh, you become a central point for free accommodation in said place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have made a sandcastle on the beach that when you stamp on it find has at least 1 ball of sheep's business in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have almost killed your father doing a 3 point turn at 30 mile an hour while 'learning to drive' on the machair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have at least 4 deteriorating cars in your garden but won't give anyone any parts (extra points if not a Niseach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were a softy if you ever used an umbrella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were a softy if you had glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything over minus 10 Celsius is sleeves-rolled-up weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walked into what you thought was your own empty house to find that a friend of your gran's has let himself in and is making himself a pot of tea on the gas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You slip into the Gaidhlig inadvertently in the middle of sentences (extra points if you have done this to English-only speaking friends.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You insist that your lowland friends that they call you by your Gaelic name and that it's not that hard to pronounce Domhnall Aonghas Roddy Iain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have never been a farmer, but have a barn out the back just for good measure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thought Pizza Hut was a place you could buy fuel for the fire (think about it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know someone in America (extra points if they are relations)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a relative who has a disused loom in the barn who is&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the tweed business to pick up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever gone to the well to get water for tea when the plumbing was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You consider black and white portable televisions with dial tuning to be 'good enough' for the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have at least one school photo where you have a bald patch on your head after your dad decided to save money by using one of those red combs with razor blades in them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You nearly burnt the house down trying to install dimmer lights in the lounge at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your gran has at least 10 family photos on display on the sideboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have realised that you and all your cousins look exactly the same, but still think your immediate family is best as you have a brother at Glasgow University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a third cousin in the RAF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still have all your own teeth.&lt;br /&gt;You store them in 'a bag from the dentist's.'&lt;br /&gt;The oldest tooth is 30 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your uncle's party trick is pushing his upper denture plate out and showing the remains of what he had for breakfast that morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You saw your first tree on the mainland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a passport but have never actually been past the Barvas moor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy spinning aimlessly around town at 10 o'clock at night and beeping at people you think you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to apply the rules of football to all sports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 12 you thought Pointers was Kool90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 8 you got a row from your friend's dad for breaking up his new roofing timber so you could use it to build a ganghut out of the old blackhouse out the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a teenager for some reason you wanted a bowling alley, ice rink and cinema in Stornoway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You then realised that working in WISCOs was much cooler, and you were so tired by the end of the day that you had no energy to do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When laying a new living room carpet, you cut up the old one and use it for the wee bit in the porch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lift your index finger to say hello even when out of your car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had had 5 different nicknames before one finally stuck at age 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nickname you have is the only one of the 5 that you really dislike, but are too hard to admit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You attach the ending '-boy' to the end of men's names when addressing them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From age 11 your haircut's direction permanently matched that of the prevailing wind on your side of the island. Wonderfully, this did not affect your dossan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You play for at least 10 village football teams, as having a fourth cousin in Bragar entitles you to do so. Has Berti Vogts ever visited the Island?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know 20 people called Seonaid.&lt;br /&gt;They all wear exactly the same style of clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ancient Ford Fiesta has go faster stripes, a red spoiler and a white passenger door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that despite what they say, wherever you lay your hat, it's not Home &lt;/span&gt;unless it's up north&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1930501924042885712-2283282404094983946?l=jimmymacdonald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmymacdonald.blogspot.com/feeds/2283282404094983946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1930501924042885712&amp;postID=2283282404094983946&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1930501924042885712/posts/default/2283282404094983946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1930501924042885712/posts/default/2283282404094983946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmymacdonald.blogspot.com/2007/04/are-you-from-one-of-hebridian-isles.html' title='Are You From One Of The Hebridian Isles?'/><author><name>Jimmy MacDonald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10710684664449327639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISORUayXpGI/SeDYv19b2YI/AAAAAAAAAB4/sJ94T46dYSw/s1600-R/242594509_d899f3379f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISORUayXpGI/Rhzoxj4VsgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dvlc_GBPdnU/s72-c/isleoflewis-ferry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1930501924042885712.post-2081290336811078012</id><published>2007-04-08T15:44:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T05:25:34.824Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Macdonald'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandkids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>MacDonald Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mrjamesmacdonald.googlepages.com/home"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="JIMMY MACDONALD'S WEBSITE" src="http://mrjamesmacdonald.googlepages.com/ban2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051078063517395826" border="0" alt="Our Weding Pic. 1984" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISORUayXpGI/RhkIvKy463I/AAAAAAAAAAM/f8MmPFYaMXQ/s320/wedding-ours-car3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hello and welcome to my blogspot, I'm more at ease using my &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pulse.yahoo.com/_N6E5ZKDQM7MSIM6K5PF5FAT3YQ/blog"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;'Yahoo Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; which is my main Blog. I find blogging and 'futtering' about with my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://webspace.webring.com/people/rc/cristean/tvi.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt; Website [1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://http://sites.google.com/site/mrjamesmacdonald/home"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt; Website [2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; quite relaxing. I created this latest blogspot in April 2007.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My name is James MacDonald and I'm ** yrs. young, (born 1956) it will keep you busy working it out lol. I come from a family of eight, I have four sisters and three brothers, I'm the eldest then there's Grace, Mary Bella, Jessie, John, Alexander, George, and the baby of the family Christina. We were all born and bred in Tong a small village/hamlet on the lovely Hebridian Isle of Lewis. I've been living in Glasgow since about 1980 seem such a long time ago when I first moved down here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My wife comes from Barrhead (A Borrheid Lassie) I get ribbed by the locals 'Borrheidonians' saying... "that I moved from Lewis to Barrhead to find a wife" There might be an element of truth in their statament :) lol because when I came down to Glasgow, I was a footloose, fancyfree young, that was until I met Elizabeth on a 'blind date' 'She stole my heart'. we fell in love [No pun intended] [Now we're happily married, ever after (Elizabeth) my wife told me to add that in, lol :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The above photo was taken on our wedding day 1st June 1984. Please feel free to view my other...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://profiles.yahoo.com/blog/N6E5ZKDQM7MSIM6K5PF5FAT3YQ?eid=iHr_eR9jkH3zqXZXBkoKFDRtjpZjCBY.uanxmUM0lcPgntYm1w"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;photos, slideshows, photo guestbook/map etc. here&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#aabbcc;"&gt;We have two wonderful growup daughters Laura and Stacey, we also have three equally wonderful grandkids a boy and two girls... Steven, Erin and Lauren, Laura is their mum. I'm greatful to God for blessing me with such a wonderful wife and family, I thank God for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jimmy_macdonald/170447941/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Me, my wife, daughders &amp;amp; grandkids (Acts 16:31)" align="left" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/65/170447941_dfb1e9296b_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hold and stand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;onto God's promises for my family... ["Believe in the Lord Jesus Christ, and you will be saved, you and your household" Acts 16:31.] &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Please click on photo to read more discription]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1930501924042885712-2081290336811078012?l=jimmymacdonald.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmymacdonald.blogspot.com/feeds/2081290336811078012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1930501924042885712&amp;postID=2081290336811078012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1930501924042885712/posts/default/2081290336811078012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1930501924042885712/posts/default/2081290336811078012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmymacdonald.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-and-welcome-to-my-blogspot-im.html' title='MacDonald Family'/><author><name>Jimmy MacDonald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10710684664449327639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISORUayXpGI/SeDYv19b2YI/AAAAAAAAAB4/sJ94T46dYSw/s1600-R/242594509_d899f3379f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISORUayXpGI/RhkIvKy463I/AAAAAAAAAAM/f8MmPFYaMXQ/s72-c/wedding-ours-car3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
