<?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-730901632723079782</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:56:33.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life of a little Hud</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-2023503417948705546</id><published>2011-05-01T13:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T14:02:46.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at the Bowers</title><content type='html'>Today I went to the bowers u know the preachers house at my church.  That means I got to watch my behavor.  Ouch!!!.  But anyways it is fun.  What we usaly do when I come to their house we go out in to the woods and find stiks and fight with them.  It is very fun.  Today when we were in the woods looking for sticks we saw a snake going up a tree.  It wasnt big is was a baby I think.  but anyways it was awsome.  we havnt done that much stuff yet so this is all I got to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-2023503417948705546?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/2023503417948705546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-at-bowers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/2023503417948705546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/2023503417948705546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-at-bowers.html' title='A day at the Bowers'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-5921416855202031960</id><published>2011-04-22T14:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T15:06:08.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninjas vs. Pirates</title><content type='html'>Me and my friend have a rivalry. I like ninjas more than pirates and he likes pirates more than ninjas. I think the reason why he likes pirates is because he loves the movie series "Pirates of the Caribbean" allot. The reason I like ninjas is because they are fast, they are spooky and they have awesome weapons. Clearly ninjas are better :) To him its clearly pirates are better :( That is our glorious rivalry Ninjas vs. Pirates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-5921416855202031960?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/5921416855202031960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2011/04/ninjas-vs-pirates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/5921416855202031960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/5921416855202031960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2011/04/ninjas-vs-pirates.html' title='Ninjas vs. Pirates'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-7475816973420813307</id><published>2011-04-21T11:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T11:16:03.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut Day  (DARN IT)</title><content type='html'>Sadly today i am getting a haircut. I am really mad. One reason that i am mad is because I might get to go to a concert with my friend. The band does a lot of rock songs so me and my friend like to head bang with our hair flying everywhere. So thats that. Another reason I don't want to get it cut is because it is awsome. I love to do the hair flip which my dad hates. My mom suprisingly likes it! One reason she likes it is because she likes to play with it. Today she put it in a pony tail and it felt wierd. It was my fist pony tail ever and it will be the only one. So that is why I said darn it when i heard i was getting a haircut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-7475816973420813307?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/7475816973420813307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2011/04/haircut-day-darn-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/7475816973420813307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/7475816973420813307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2011/04/haircut-day-darn-it.html' title='Haircut Day  (DARN IT)'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-4645762737892878363</id><published>2011-04-18T20:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T20:39:34.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Posting</title><content type='html'>Hey I have not been on my blog lately so I thought i'd get back to posting. Well not much has happened lately. School is going well. I finally get to go to a nascar race with my dad. I am so excited. The coolest thing is that I get to sit in the pits the whole time!!! The way I got to do that is because my dad has a friend that is the jackman for Clint Bowyer number thirty three. If you want to you can probaly watch the race and might be able to see me on tv!! I think its on fox at 7:00 saturday night May 21. Other than that I'm glad im back to posting. Talk to you later or in blog languge comment on you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-4645762737892878363?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/4645762737892878363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2011/04/back-to-posting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/4645762737892878363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/4645762737892878363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2011/04/back-to-posting.html' title='Back to Posting'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-7426646825417301855</id><published>2010-08-03T11:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T11:19:09.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B-Day to Me</title><content type='html'>I think its a little late to tell about my birthday because it was the 23rd of July but I want to tell about. At our church do something called summer with the arts.  My b-day usually during it so I am going to tell what my group leaders did for my present. So at first they started singing and all that then one of my group leaders comes up and wraps a towel around me, I thought they were going to dump water on me but instead they stuck a pie in my face!!!  It was a very tasty present.  After church was over I had two of my friends come over to spend the night.  I great and tasty birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-7426646825417301855?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/7426646825417301855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-b-day-to-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/7426646825417301855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/7426646825417301855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-b-day-to-me.html' title='Happy B-Day to Me'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-5818927850754600885</id><published>2010-05-24T09:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T09:24:47.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B-Day Sis     (Again)</title><content type='html'>About a week ago my sister had a birthday.   I don't know if you saw my last post about my sister's  birthday.  If you didn't well she had a sleepover.  She did the same thing this year.  Luckly it was better this year.  I got to go to my friends house this year.  And then the next morning she had her party at the church.  My other friend was at church and came up to join.  I myself can't believe that she is nine years old!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-5818927850754600885?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/5818927850754600885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-b-day-sis-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/5818927850754600885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/5818927850754600885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-b-day-sis-again.html' title='Happy B-Day Sis     (Again)'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-8565479024726147596</id><published>2009-12-29T20:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T20:50:13.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Christmases</title><content type='html'>This year for christmas we went to my grandparents.  We go to our mountainhouse usaly but this year we went to their house because the mountainhouse was 30 degrees in the house!  What I got was a shirt that had the Tree Stooges on it and I also got a romotecontrol camero and then I got a kreoke machine that came with a christmas cd.  That was christmas number one.  Now lets get to number two.  Number two is on christmas day!!!  What I got was lots of legos.  It was so much that there were probaly more than 3 milloin peices in all!!!!!  Then I got a really cool jersey.  I got a book and a football.  I can't remember anything esle.  I will make sure that I tell you about my christmases next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-8565479024726147596?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/8565479024726147596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-christmases.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/8565479024726147596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/8565479024726147596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-christmases.html' title='Two Christmases'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-6535363689779363058</id><published>2009-12-22T09:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T09:19:20.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fun Trip</title><content type='html'>Last night I went to my friends house to spend the night because there were so many girls coming to stay at my house.  We played the wii for a little bit and then we played knee football.  Then we practiced football plays.  As you can tell we like football so then we watched football. But then there was a little problem with what was on tv but we continued to watch it.  This morning one of my other friends came over.  In a little bit we going roller skating.  That is basicly all we are doing.  Sorry I did not have pictures of my dad at the race.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-6535363689779363058?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/6535363689779363058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/12/fun-trip.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/6535363689779363058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/6535363689779363058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/12/fun-trip.html' title='A Fun Trip'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-3006294781517096589</id><published>2009-10-17T20:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:10:34.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Dad</title><content type='html'>Today my dad went to a race. Before the race they had a concert. Guess who was there, Fee,Mercy Me,and Toby Mac!!! I think he got to meet Toby. I know he got to meet the drummer. Now you should understand my title. Another thing is that he is in the pits!! How did he get in the pits? Well, we have a friend at our church that works in the pits. So he went with him. My next post will have some pics. So be sure to look at my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-3006294781517096589?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/3006294781517096589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/10/lucky-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/3006294781517096589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/3006294781517096589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/10/lucky-dad.html' title='Lucky Dad'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-488574660311068223</id><published>2009-10-15T17:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T08:25:47.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Break and a Movie</title><content type='html'>I am homeschooled so tomorrow I am on a fall break. While I am on a break, I am going to see a movie. I can't wait because I am a movie fan. The movie we are going to see is "Where the Wild Things Are". It is a new movie that comes out tomorrow. My favorite thing about the theater is candy. My favorite type is sour skittles. One time my cousin and I took a whole lot and put it in our mouth and sucked on them almost through the whole movie! My mouth was burning! I felt like I was going to blow!!! Never try it, please!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-488574660311068223?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/488574660311068223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/10/break-and-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/488574660311068223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/488574660311068223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/10/break-and-movie.html' title='A Break and a Movie'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-7792533490870700055</id><published>2009-08-11T10:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T10:33:47.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Favorite Sport</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my mom was watching a movie called "The Legend of Bagger Vance".  It is about a golfer that was really good at playing golf.   One day in the movie a girl went to him and asked him if he would play in a tournament.  So he said yes he would.  I started to get bored of the movie so I decided to go outside to play golf.  So I dug up a hole in the ground and went all the back as far as I could started to hit the ball in the hole.  It got so fun I did it all day.  Then I realized I had a new favorite sport,golf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-7792533490870700055?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/7792533490870700055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-favorite-sport.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/7792533490870700055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/7792533490870700055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-favorite-sport.html' title='A New Favorite Sport'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-9025119218045367069</id><published>2009-08-09T21:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:45:43.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home Mom</title><content type='html'>A few post ago I talked about my mom going to Romania.  Geuss what, she came home tonight.  She was there for ten days and thank goodness she is home.  On the way home from the airport she said " when I get home I am hitting the shower and going to bed"  which I wish was not true.  She had to ride in two planes to get to Romania and three to get back.  No wonder she is so tired.  If you want to find out more you will have to ask her about.  That's it bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-9025119218045367069?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/9025119218045367069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-home-mom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/9025119218045367069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/9025119218045367069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-home-mom.html' title='Welcome Home Mom'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-90391996433660331</id><published>2009-06-25T09:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T09:15:39.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Skatebourding</title><content type='html'>My last post tells you that my friend was coming over so I am going to tell about it.  The only thing that we did was skatebourding.  Me and my friend love to skatebourd.  He taught me really cool and hard tricks.  He was going to jump over a piece of wood with is skatebourd.  He made it but he sliped of his skatebourd hit the ground.  It was preety funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-90391996433660331?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/90391996433660331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/06/skatebourding.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/90391996433660331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/90391996433660331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/06/skatebourding.html' title='Skatebourding'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-1013875419636985186</id><published>2009-06-24T08:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:40:11.004-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Many Messages</title><content type='html'>I was going to invite one of my friends over.  So I called them and I had to leave a message.  So I tried again and I had to leave another one.   Then I tried his mom's cell phone.  Geuss what, I had to leave another message!  A couple hours later there mom got my message and called back and said my friend's big brother was at the house and didn't awnser the phone!!!  She also told me he did not want to come over.  Thank goodness he is coming over today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-1013875419636985186?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/1013875419636985186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-many-messages.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/1013875419636985186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/1013875419636985186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-many-messages.html' title='To Many Messages'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-1405711829712960339</id><published>2009-06-21T13:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:49:28.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Farthers Day Dad</title><content type='html'>Today it is farthers day.  What I did for my dad was that I went to Walmart to get him a football and a card.  We also went to eat out too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-1405711829712960339?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/1405711829712960339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-farthers-day-dad.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/1405711829712960339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/1405711829712960339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-farthers-day-dad.html' title='Happy Farthers Day Dad'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-564755819003034575</id><published>2009-06-20T14:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T14:53:08.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a New Band in Town</title><content type='html'>Geuss what I might get to be in a band!  I am making a band which includes two of my friends and me.  But my dad has to figure out if I can or not.  The coolest thing is that one of my friends knows how to make CD's!!!  I really hope that my dad says yes.  I wanted to have my first concert for my birthday party but my dad said no. And like I said I want my dad to say YES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-564755819003034575?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/564755819003034575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/06/theres-new-band-in-town.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/564755819003034575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/564755819003034575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/06/theres-new-band-in-town.html' title='There&apos;s a New Band in Town'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-7607892450562263729</id><published>2009-05-16T10:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T10:55:16.552-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sis</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my sisters birthday.  She invited six girls over to stay over the night but one of them did not make it.  Me and my dad were the only boys but we had fun.  The girls were loud over the night.  My sister turned eight years old.  Yesterday morning me and my dad sprayed silly string on her threw ballons on her too.  I went to sleep at twelve but I had fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-7607892450562263729?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/7607892450562263729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-sis.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/7607892450562263729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/7607892450562263729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-sis.html' title='Happy Birthday Sis'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-5674939128152927541</id><published>2009-05-06T17:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T17:36:55.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy is Going to Romania</title><content type='html'>Guess what, my mom is going to Romainia!  She is going July 30th.  She is going to tell about Jesus.  I am really happy about her.  She is going to be gone for a week.  And why she is gone my dad will be taking care of me and my sister.  The only person I know that is going with her is my cousin Kayla.  I hope she has fun and I hope you do to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-5674939128152927541?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/5674939128152927541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/05/mommy-is-going-to-romania.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/5674939128152927541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/5674939128152927541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/05/mommy-is-going-to-romania.html' title='Mommy is Going to Romania'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-4160939034008963733</id><published>2009-04-01T13:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T14:32:50.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sick Day</title><content type='html'>Today I am not having a good.  I am having a sick day.  I have a really bad cold.  Last night I went to my mom and said I had a bad dream.  Then she sent me back to bed.  A couple of minutes later I started crying and calling my mom.  My dad came and got me and took me to his room and I slept in there for the rest of the night.  After that I felt better.  I hope nobody else gets it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-4160939034008963733?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/4160939034008963733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/4160939034008963733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/4160939034008963733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick-day.html' title='A Sick Day'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-1062483552023962441</id><published>2009-03-29T17:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:02:28.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Silly Driver</title><content type='html'>Today my friend came to my house to play.  We have a playground in our backyard.  So we decided to swing.  We acted like they were race cars.  Every time I always started to spin.  I ment to but he did not know that.  I do not know about you but I call that a silly driver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-1062483552023962441?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/1062483552023962441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/03/silly-driver.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/1062483552023962441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/1062483552023962441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/03/silly-driver.html' title='A Silly Driver'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-3925497352561688008</id><published>2009-03-22T13:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:34:30.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Funny Party</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to my friends birthday party.  We did not know what to get him.  So we went to get a game for him.  My mom remebered they already had it!  So then we decided to get him a jersey.  When we got there we played flag football.  Then we did presents.  Then we went back outside played.  It was a fun party,but a little trouble with presents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-3925497352561688008?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/3925497352561688008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/03/funny-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/3925497352561688008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/3925497352561688008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/03/funny-party.html' title='A Funny Party'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-2724690721922033725</id><published>2009-03-03T20:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:12:43.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Snowman</title><content type='html'>Yesterday it snowed and was still on the ground. So I decided to make a snowman.  I do not think the snowman liked me.  This is the reason why,when the head was ready to put on it fell off.  Then I made another one and it fell to!  Then it did it again and again that I got mad.  So I just used the middle.  That was one crazy snowman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-2724690721922033725?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/2724690721922033725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/03/crazy-snowman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/2724690721922033725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/2724690721922033725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/03/crazy-snowman.html' title='Crazy Snowman'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-258561282705022318</id><published>2009-03-02T20:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:31:27.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Snowy Day</title><content type='html'>Today it snowed 6 inches! This was the biggest snow day I ever had. I went to my friends house and played in the snow. Why I was there I made a massive snowball. Guess what I did with it,threw it at my friend.  He got really mad and started throwing snowballs at me.  Why he was doing that I ran for it.  One time he hit me in the face and went down my back and was very cold!! When I mean cold I mean cold!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-258561282705022318?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/258561282705022318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/03/very-snowy-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/258561282705022318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/258561282705022318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/03/very-snowy-day.html' title='A Very Snowy Day'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-242295889787161676</id><published>2009-02-26T19:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:28:07.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack Of The Girls</title><content type='html'>Every Saturday I have a basketball game.  There is a hallway that goes beside the gym.  There were some girls playing in the hallway.  When I started walking toward the hallway the girls would not let me in the hallway.  So I stept in the hallway then they started chasing me!  When they were done chasing me I went back and they started chasing me again!!  After they were done chasing me 5 times,my coach stoped them!!!  THANK YOU COACH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-242295889787161676?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/242295889787161676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/02/attack-of-girls.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/242295889787161676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/242295889787161676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/02/attack-of-girls.html' title='Attack Of The Girls'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-5085926639390824806</id><published>2009-02-25T07:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T08:12:54.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Worst Nerf War</title><content type='html'>Me and my friend were having a nerf gun war and my gun did not have bullets in it.  We did not know that.  So once we started he came up and shot me so I aimed my gun at him pulled the triger and no bullets came out!  We both started lahging.  So I went inside to load my gun then I went back outside to shoot him but my gun did not work!!!!  I got so mad I wanted to kick my gun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-5085926639390824806?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/5085926639390824806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/02/worst-nerf-war.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/5085926639390824806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/5085926639390824806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/02/worst-nerf-war.html' title='The Worst Nerf War'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730901632723079782.post-8568983054281096956</id><published>2009-02-23T19:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:09:37.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Concert</title><content type='html'>Guess where my first concert was,Winter Jam!!!  The only thing that was bad about it was that it was loud.  My friend Easton Carter took us with him.  My other friend Bradley went with us too.  There was one band that my mom did not like.  The band was hard rock.  After that band they had a break.  The morning after that I lost my scream!  I hope we go next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730901632723079782-8568983054281096956?l=codybhudler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/feeds/8568983054281096956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-first-concert.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/8568983054281096956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730901632723079782/posts/default/8568983054281096956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codybhudler.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-first-concert.html' title='My First Concert'/><author><name>Cody Hudler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03966601885783652947</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/-mDTGYGMbJVY/TbHPGL-FgFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vUk0obwJTAI/s220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
