Here is what you're posting (this is the first one): http://webmail.aol.com/43735/aol/en...4133068&folder=Inbox&partId=4&a=37453&z=77812 Look at the first part of the URL - it's still from your email. Try loading them in Imageshack (ImageShack® - Image Hosting ) - it's free and you don't need to register for it (but you can if you want to - it's optional).
I've had good luck with PhotoBucket. I used up my attachment allowance on PriusChat, so had no choice but to put my photos on a hosting site
If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions. "How old are you?" "I'm four and a half!" Get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead. "How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16!" You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16! And the greatest day of your life! You become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony. YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!! But then you turn 30. Oooh!, what happened there? Then you're pushing 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it you reach 50 and your dreams are gone. But wait!!! You Make it to 60. You didn't think you would. So you become 21, Turn 30. Push 40, Reach 50 and Make it to 60. You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday! You get into your 80's and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you Turn 4:30; you Reach bedtime. And it doesn't end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards; "I was Just 92". Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. "I,m 100 and a half!" AND ALWAYS REMEMBER Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, But by the moments that take our breath away.