<?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-12437923</id><updated>2009-10-16T19:40:13.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaj</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12437923.post-166994787045784941</id><published>2009-02-11T16:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T16:18:46.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SZNAJd3UxBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/S0f22ztsb8o/s1600-h/2232071947_2e9db96b9a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SZNAJd3UxBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/S0f22ztsb8o/s320/2232071947_2e9db96b9a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301651717724881938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So it's really early, like only five weeks, but we are expecting our third child!  We just found out this last week.  We are excited and scared. We just know that everything happens for a reason, when it happens.  So we will trust in whatever force has decided that now is the right time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-166994787045784941?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/166994787045784941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=166994787045784941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/166994787045784941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/166994787045784941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-its-really-early-like-only-five.html' title=''/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SZNAJd3UxBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/S0f22ztsb8o/s72-c/2232071947_2e9db96b9a.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-12437923.post-6321500119999366559</id><published>2009-01-18T23:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:10:20.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy</title><content type='html'>I am sure that my lack of posts is just laziness.  I don't  have anything to say.  I am too lazy to but my thoughts down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-6321500119999366559?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6321500119999366559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=6321500119999366559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/6321500119999366559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/6321500119999366559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2009/01/lazy.html' title='Lazy'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12437923.post-4103029152293108172</id><published>2009-01-08T15:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:15:51.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SWZe2fjtXCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/IfSVdM5at5k/s1600-h/christmas+day+2008+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SWZe2fjtXCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/IfSVdM5at5k/s320/christmas+day+2008+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289019102670445602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUNNY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-4103029152293108172?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/4103029152293108172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=4103029152293108172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/4103029152293108172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/4103029152293108172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2009/01/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SWZe2fjtXCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/IfSVdM5at5k/s72-c/christmas+day+2008+012.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-12437923.post-6716571315877377734</id><published>2009-01-01T19:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:04:58.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SV1oLb1-vII/AAAAAAAAAFM/7j3B2_kCdm4/s1600-h/Snowflake_300h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SV1oLb1-vII/AAAAAAAAAFM/7j3B2_kCdm4/s320/Snowflake_300h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286496083264846978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New year to all (Chuck and Joe the only two that I think read my site!) hope every one had wonderful holidays!  I have kinda made a deal with myself that I am going to stop feeling sorry for what I don't have.  I really have a lot!  My family, a job (hopefully a new one here in about a month), great friends.  What else is there besides more money and we all will always need more money so I have decided to love and enjoy what I have.  What I also have right now is ANOTHER awful cold/flu head so stuffed up it hurts to blink thing.  I am so SICK of being SICK!  I am hoping with the new job (if I get it) being a day job, will help me with controlling my diabetes better which in turn hopefully helps decrease all these colds/flus that I am getting.  It has seriously been running since a month before thanksgiving 2 weeks sick 1 week better then 2 weeks sick again.  I am just so done with it! Oh well one day at a time.  Abby is growing up soooo fast these days.  She still isnt talking much (we know she can she just talks in secret when she thinks we are not listening ) but she will in her own time.  Kaylee is so smart I can not believe she is 10 already.  It seems like yesteray we were all sitting around at Denny's drinking coffee and having great times.  I miss those days sometimes.  I miss the friendships and conversations late into the morning.  Well thats my soap box for the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-6716571315877377734?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6716571315877377734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=6716571315877377734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/6716571315877377734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/6716571315877377734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year.html' title='A New Year'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SV1oLb1-vII/AAAAAAAAAFM/7j3B2_kCdm4/s72-c/Snowflake_300h.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-12437923.post-135951115859571503</id><published>2008-12-27T12:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T12:59:39.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday after the holiday's</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness this year is flying by so slowly lol.  So much family so little time.  Its been fun but I am ready to try to get me and my family back on our schedule!  I am hoping to seriously make a career change.  I will post more if things progress in the way I want them.  Of course here are some photos!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SVZsj8-vtBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tTmKJsw8JLo/s1600-h/2008+christmas+day+126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SVZsj8-vtBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tTmKJsw8JLo/s400/2008+christmas+day+126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284530577686377490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SVZsjqQusXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LLXiKSraOeA/s1600-h/christmas+day+2008+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SVZsjqQusXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LLXiKSraOeA/s400/christmas+day+2008+102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284530572661535090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course if you want to see more pictures you will have to visit my myspace page!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-135951115859571503?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/135951115859571503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=135951115859571503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/135951115859571503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/135951115859571503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-after-holidays.html' title='Holiday after the holiday&apos;s'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SVZsj8-vtBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tTmKJsw8JLo/s72-c/2008+christmas+day+126.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-12437923.post-8521965128922581019</id><published>2008-12-24T08:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T08:57:45.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SVI_yn3sQuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KNBTrvVHVCE/s1600-h/xmas+2008+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SVI_yn3sQuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KNBTrvVHVCE/s400/xmas+2008+026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283355451787592418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SVI_yWJIvmI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AUjhZruai2c/s1600-h/christmas+2008+brace+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SVI_yWJIvmI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AUjhZruai2c/s400/christmas+2008+brace+046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283355447028924002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SVI_hJQHeWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vvHdix1LW2Y/s1600-h/christmas+2008+brace+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SVI_hJQHeWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vvHdix1LW2Y/s400/christmas+2008+brace+059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283355151510763874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wishing all my family and friends near and far a very&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-8521965128922581019?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8521965128922581019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=8521965128922581019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/8521965128922581019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/8521965128922581019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2008/12/wishing-all-my-family-and-friends-near.html' title=''/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SVI_yn3sQuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KNBTrvVHVCE/s72-c/xmas+2008+026.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-12437923.post-355197668482858141</id><published>2008-12-16T19:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T19:41:33.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SUhKLiQRDNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4d2aKz2OO84/s1600-h/december+2008+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SUhKLiQRDNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4d2aKz2OO84/s400/december+2008+018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280552125125954770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what sucks about Christmas with a 10 year old and 1-1/2 year old????????  Not know what to get them.  My 10 year old loves to read and play her DS ok so we got some books and games.  But I really really want to surprise my 10 year old with something "fun"  I just don't know what to get her.  I was thinking a camera or video recorder you know the cheaper kid ones.  I just want to get her something "special"  This year she "knows" Santa isn't real so we lost that fun with her.  The 1-1/2 year old really doesn't grasp the idea of Christmas so no fun there.  And what do you really buy a 1-1/2 year old.  She has he baby toys but she isn't quite to the "big kid" toys the 3 years and up so that leaves what? She so far has a pretend kitchen toy, figured she could grow into it.  Oh and clothes cause she wont know or remember the difference right?  Anyway hope everyone's holiday season is going well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-355197668482858141?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/355197668482858141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=355197668482858141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/355197668482858141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/355197668482858141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-know-what-sucks-about-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SUhKLiQRDNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4d2aKz2OO84/s72-c/december+2008+018.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-12437923.post-2683620622265153275</id><published>2008-12-03T16:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T17:00:22.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Report Card Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/STcBbBl1IBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sVdknkohspY/s1600-h/honor+roll+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/STcBbBl1IBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sVdknkohspY/s400/honor+roll+029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275687052283027474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-2683620622265153275?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2683620622265153275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=2683620622265153275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/2683620622265153275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/2683620622265153275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2008/12/report-card-time.html' title='Report Card Time'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/STcBbBl1IBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sVdknkohspY/s72-c/honor+roll+029.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-12437923.post-6922583760029571323</id><published>2008-12-02T23:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:34:00.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/STYKNnzBm9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/p_TLGbUXBs8/s1600-h/abby+in+the+snow+031+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/STYKNnzBm9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/p_TLGbUXBs8/s320/abby+in+the+snow+031+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275415242648689618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/STYKNZ8n1hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Lp2481yczo0/s1600-h/abby+in+the+snow+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/STYKNZ8n1hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Lp2481yczo0/s320/abby+in+the+snow+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275415238930847250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/STYKNDppLOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6h-zzkb4Vpc/s1600-h/abby+in+the+snow+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/STYKNDppLOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6h-zzkb4Vpc/s320/abby+in+the+snow+014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275415232945663202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/STYKM8Y1fII/AAAAAAAAAD0/sAPlKHLXSFc/s1600-h/abby+in+the+snow+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/STYKM8Y1fII/AAAAAAAAAD0/sAPlKHLXSFc/s320/abby+in+the+snow+033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275415230996118658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo posts just seem so much easier!  Abby wasn't sure what to do with the snow so she just stood and stared!    Thanksgiving came and went without much incident.  Me, chuck and my mother all came down with this horribly awful stomach bug. But it came and went in 48 hours.  We got some really good deals on Black Friday and cyber monday .  Kaylee is getting lots of books and games for her DS and Wii.  Abby is getting little kid toys of course.  Hung out with some awesome friends for my birthday.  Thank you for the birthday wishes.  Christmas is coming up way to fast so we should all hang on to our hats and not blink or we are going to miss it!  I cant believe how fast this year is flying by!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-6922583760029571323?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6922583760029571323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=6922583760029571323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/6922583760029571323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/6922583760029571323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2008/12/photo-posts-just-seem-so-much-easier.html' title=''/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/STYKNnzBm9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/p_TLGbUXBs8/s72-c/abby+in+the+snow+031+edited.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-12437923.post-1980102325443606166</id><published>2008-11-23T17:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:31:32.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>photo updates</title><content type='html'>So today was Abby's first Santa encounter!  I think the pictures speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SSnZC0DxTpI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZwwubZhGpOk/s1600-h/november+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SSnZC0DxTpI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZwwubZhGpOk/s320/november+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271983481171299986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SSnZDEVG3mI/AAAAAAAAADU/iZOopqF-fJY/s1600-h/november+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SSnZDEVG3mI/AAAAAAAAADU/iZOopqF-fJY/s320/november+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271983485538983522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SSnZDVnVc9I/AAAAAAAAADc/QiO2VfmW89k/s1600-h/november+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SSnZDVnVc9I/AAAAAAAAADc/QiO2VfmW89k/s320/november+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271983490178839506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SSnZDmL3GVI/AAAAAAAAADk/a-2NeBpPhmc/s1600-h/november+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SSnZDmL3GVI/AAAAAAAAADk/a-2NeBpPhmc/s320/november+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271983494627006802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SSnZEckUeII/AAAAAAAAADs/rB4hAYDk4ew/s1600-h/november+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SSnZEckUeII/AAAAAAAAADs/rB4hAYDk4ew/s320/november+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271983509225109634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-1980102325443606166?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/1980102325443606166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=1980102325443606166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/1980102325443606166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/1980102325443606166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2008/11/photo-updates.html' title='photo updates'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PsqwNK220c0/SSnZC0DxTpI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZwwubZhGpOk/s72-c/november+004.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-12437923.post-7682088814690963355</id><published>2008-11-22T21:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:54:56.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Time seems to just fly by.  I never have much to talk about.  Not that anyone but a select few of my friends even check this page.  Even on myspace I don't seem to post much.  Maybe I just don't know how to write what I want down.  I know that I am really bummed out a lot.  I really wish financially things were different.  I am excited that Chuck is starting school but it's still not a second income.  But we have always gotten by.  We have gotten through worse.  Kaylee asked me this year if Santa was really really real.  Now I normally just said that it's what she believes in.  Well this year she asked me to not lie to her so I told her no but the idea of Santa is there, the giving and caring.  But she also knows that this year is not going to be extravagant.  Thankfully Abby is still young enough to not know the difference between receiving clothes or toys.   She'll be getting clothes mostly.  I have been trying to sell off some stuff on craigslist but have had no luck with that.  I was hoping to get a  little extra christmas money.  Oh well eventually it will be sold or donated.  Those are the top things on my mind right now there is soooo much more just floating around in there, maybe I will start to put pieces of it down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-7682088814690963355?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/7682088814690963355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=7682088814690963355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/7682088814690963355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/7682088814690963355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2008/11/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12437923.post-5525175945853398340</id><published>2008-08-23T12:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T12:33:57.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me a professional?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for The Supervillain Archetype Test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;The Professional&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cool, Levelheaded, Lethal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.okcimg.com/php/load_okc_image.php/images/0x0/0x0/0/13364669937972656210.jpeg" width="358" height="804" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Professional is the most dangerous of all villains. You do what you do better than anyone, because, as a Professional, you have standards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Professional is like the Crook in that they both desire money. But the Professional wants more than that. The Professional wants job satisfaction. It isn't sadism really, he just wants to be sure that the job is done, and done well. No hard feelings, it's just business. Professionals prefer to work alone, but will work in groups if given incentive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The greatest weakness of a Professional is risk. A Professional is business-like, but can't resist a challenge. They often use the word "worthy opponent". People like that are easily baited. And if a Professional is eventually cornered (not easy to do), they might lose it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sample Professionals: Deathstroke, Bullseye, Revanche&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/the-supervillain-archetype-test"&gt;Take The Supervillain Archetype Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/"&gt;&lt;b style="color:#131313"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ac000c"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ello&lt;span style="color:#ac000c"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uizzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-5525175945853398340?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5525175945853398340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=5525175945853398340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/5525175945853398340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/5525175945853398340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2008/08/me-professional.html' title='Me a professional?'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12437923.post-1066582234244012392</id><published>2008-08-21T10:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:43:48.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well guess I should study up on my english...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for The Commonly Confused Words Test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Advanced&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;You scored 86% Beginner, 93% Intermediate, 87% Advanced,  and 60% Expert!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;div&gt;You have an extremely good understanding of beginner, intermediate, and advanced level commonly confused English words, getting at least 75% of each of these three levels' questions correct. This is an &lt;b&gt;exceptional&lt;/b&gt; score. Remember, these are &lt;i&gt;commonly confused&lt;/i&gt; English words, which means most people don't use them properly. You got an extremely respectable score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for taking my test. I hope you enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the complete Answer Key, visit my blog: http://shortredhead78.blogspot.com/.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/the-commonly-confused-words-test"&gt;Take The Commonly Confused Words Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/"&gt;&lt;b style="color:#131313"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ac000c"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ello&lt;span style="color:#ac000c"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uizzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-1066582234244012392?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/1066582234244012392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=1066582234244012392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/1066582234244012392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/1066582234244012392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-guess-i-should-study-up-on-my.html' title='Well guess I should study up on my english...'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12437923.post-6768188968939964298</id><published>2008-08-21T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:23:30.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests hooked on by Lish and Joe now me.... I am such a follower!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for The What type of MAN turns you on Test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Adventure man&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;You scored 70% masculine, 47% athletic, 73% exotic,  and 25% refined!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/926/594/9275954709358362362/mt1138843469.jpg" width="" height="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;div&gt;You like a man who doesn't need the crazy muscles to prove he is a 100% man.  He is mysterious and his pictures make you want to jump into his head to see what is going on in there...or his pants I suppose.  You like a little bad-ass in him and you may like someone like.....Jude Law. But let's face it, the whole point of this was to look at a bunch of hot guys.  If you liked what you saw, please rate my test!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/the-what-type-of-man-turns-you-on-test"&gt;Take The What type of MAN turns you on Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/"&gt;&lt;b style="color:#131313"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ac000c"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ello&lt;span style="color:#ac000c"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uizzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-6768188968939964298?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6768188968939964298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=6768188968939964298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/6768188968939964298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/6768188968939964298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2008/08/tests-hooked-on-by-lish-and-joe-now-me.html' title='Tests hooked on by Lish and Joe now me.... I am such a follower!'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12437923.post-1321306795876209017</id><published>2008-02-12T02:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T02:17:04.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;Did you ever think that right now in your life is where you would be?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Did you ever imagine when you were 16 that by 26 you would have 2-3 kids, a house, and all the responsibilities that come with life hitting you square in the face each morning you wake up? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Those little things like gas, food, coughs and runny noses would be daily concerns?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do you sit back and wonder if this &lt;i style=""&gt;is &lt;/i&gt;where you were supposed to be?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Did we really have control on getting here?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are we happy enough with here that we don’t step outside our little enclosed lives to see what else is out there?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I came to a realization at work the other day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love being a nurse, but I have settled.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Settled into a position that I don’t really enjoy; I love the patients but I want to feel that what I am “doing” means something.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to push my mental capabilities, I want be able to use the knowledge I have to help people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would love, just love to be a flight nurse.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I think I could settle for the ER or ICU.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My small little hospital doesn’t offer much for choices, but unfortunately there is nothing I can do about that now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I truly think I am ready to leave my comfortable little bubble and push myself into something a little more challenging.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe I am just a person that has to change something, anything every so often.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that I have a cardiac rhythm book in the room and I think I am going to buckle down and study up, possibly get my ACLS certification and hopefully make a career move soon!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-1321306795876209017?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12437923.post-5924479543424550551</id><published>2008-02-06T11:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T11:56:21.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Makes me think of you.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bubbly lyrics By: Colbie Caillat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been awake for a while now&lt;br /&gt;You got me feeling like a child now&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every time I see your bubbly face&lt;br /&gt;I get the tinglies in a silly place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;And I crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;Wherever it goes&lt;br /&gt;I always know&lt;br /&gt;That you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;Just take your time&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain is falling on my window pane&lt;br /&gt;But we are hiding in a safer place&lt;br /&gt;Under covers staying dry and warm&lt;br /&gt;You give me feelings that I adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;Make me crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;Wherever it goes&lt;br /&gt;I always know&lt;br /&gt;That you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;Just take your time&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to say&lt;br /&gt;When you make me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I just mmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;Makes me crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;Wherever it goes&lt;br /&gt;I always know&lt;br /&gt;That you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;Just take your time&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been asleep for a while now&lt;br /&gt;You tuck me in just like a child now&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every time you hold me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;I'm comfortable enough to feel your warmth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it starts in my soul&lt;br /&gt;And I lose all control&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss my nose&lt;br /&gt;The feeling shows&lt;br /&gt;'cause you make me smile baby&lt;br /&gt;Just take your time now&lt;br /&gt;Holdin' me tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever wherever wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;Wherever wherever wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;I always know&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Even just for a while&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-5924479543424550551?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5924479543424550551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=5924479543424550551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/5924479543424550551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/5924479543424550551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2008/02/makes-me-think-of-you.html' title='Makes me think of you.........'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12437923.post-7739654172034133426</id><published>2008-02-05T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T23:04:50.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R6kxzmHOoEI/AAAAAAAAACE/rTBLmVxDYWU/s1600-h/0801120033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R6kxzmHOoEI/AAAAAAAAACE/rTBLmVxDYWU/s320/0801120033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163713210230939714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;So I realize that I am really bad at posting but really nothing has been going on.  I miss talking with all my friends, but really I feel like I am losing touch with them, if I post or not.  I am finally over a super bug that lasted from Christmas till about 5 days ago.  Chuck has been sick off and on, same with the girls.  Abby is currently the sick one she has a fever and a cough.  I just hope that we all stop passing it around soon.  Work has been okay I like my job, but the hospital that I work at is supposedly in the red so they have been working use at bare minimum and talking about laying off our aides.  I have been thinking about switching jobs, currently trying to get into home care, but the position is more of a Charge nurse position, whatever that means.  A friend of mine went to work there and he told me about the position.  It is a M-F 9-5 kinda thing, no weekends or holidays.  Pays better with better benefits.  So I don't really see a down fall to it.  Even though I get 4 days off a week I am so tired that most of it is to catch up to having energy.  So a 9-5 I would be here when Kaylee leaves and get home a little after her.  Hopefully it will work out, just not sure if I will miss the bedside care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;Abby is doing better with her weight.  Last time she was weighed two weeks ago she was almost 13 pounds!  She is such a little princess too.  She knows what she wants and she will let you know if your doing something she doesn't want!  Kaylee is doing really good in school.  Her teachers say that she is doing really really good academically.  She is such a great kid and a great big sister.  See not much to really post about but that is a little update on what had been going on!  &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/12437923-7739654172034133426?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/7739654172034133426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=7739654172034133426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/7739654172034133426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/7739654172034133426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-i-realize-that-i-am-really-bad-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R6kxzmHOoEI/AAAAAAAAACE/rTBLmVxDYWU/s72-c/0801120033.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-12437923.post-3395636721088801537</id><published>2008-01-02T00:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T00:35:54.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A new year again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R3sibk_eaDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/YCl9rtTVTJg/s1600-h/0712250045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R3sibk_eaDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/YCl9rtTVTJg/s320/0712250045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150748456010016818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This last year has brought so many changes, so many emotions, and a few things that stayed the same and will never change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Lately I have had a hard time thinking about life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Things that we want, things that I want.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I miss living down state; I miss our friends a lot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some times I feel so disconnected up here.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On the other hand there are many pluses.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are not as stressed as we were down there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have a house, which I don’t like too much, but hopefully we can start making the changes we want to it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I definitely wish there were more stores than Wal-Mart close by.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I live in a town that doesn’t even have its own grocery store.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And Wal-Mart is 20 minutes away.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But it does cut down on the spending issues.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I really wish that we had stayed closer with many of our friends.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I recently got back in touch with a long time best friend whom the last time I talked with her was at my wedding.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They just celebrated the birth of there daughter &lt;st1:date year="2007" day="1" month="11"&gt;11-1-07&lt;/st1:date&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am so happy for our friends Rob and Jamie who welcomed their daughter recently as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just wish we lived closer so that we could stop by and visit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Up here the only visitors that we regularly see is my husbands parents and I don’t know how much more I can take with them living two doors down.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What the hell was I thinking?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wish we could sell this house and move to a house with more property like we wanted.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think I really need to win the lottery.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That would help solve many problems.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I have never been that lucky.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then I begin to think that I am just selfish.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I shouldn’t want so much.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I should be thankful to just have a house of our own, a good job, a loving family, (ooh and the Wii my daughter got for x-mas!)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have been having a lot of fun playing games together.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;New Years Eve we spent almost 5 hours playing Mario Party 8.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A little too long but still a lot of fun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My oldest had a hoot drinking non-alcoholic wine; she liked how it bubbled in her tummy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hope you all had a good holiday season!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R3sid0_eaEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-N-0u5RUG78/s1600-h/0712260060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R3sid0_eaEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-N-0u5RUG78/s320/0712260060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150748494664722498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-3395636721088801537?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3395636721088801537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=3395636721088801537' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/3395636721088801537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/3395636721088801537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-again.html' title='A new year again?'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R3sibk_eaDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/YCl9rtTVTJg/s72-c/0712250045.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-12437923.post-2157765644434728940</id><published>2007-12-04T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:36:49.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So I pulled my groin muscle….</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R1YN-Efn0kI/AAAAAAAAABk/2umbH--nvSE/s1600-h/0712040022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R1YN-Efn0kI/AAAAAAAAABk/2umbH--nvSE/s320/0712040022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140311384699425346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Okay so I am a follower I ain’t afraid to admit it!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ha that is funny Word told me my grammar was wrong, duh I ain’t that stupid!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ok so here is a list not of a 100 but a few…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I am so confused about how on TV they can use the language of shit, and bitch for our children to hear.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But some schools here in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; don’t allow the words Christmas or Nativity to be on their papers sent home of to be said to the students.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How did this happen?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I have a Christmas party this Saturday and I am so socially anxious to go.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am afraid to converse with other people I work with outside of work.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I am really excited to wear the new clothes I bought to wear.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I hate raisins.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I miss our friends’ downstate terribly. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;5)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I wish I could be more like some people I know.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;6)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I love my husband and children more than anything in the world.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;7)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Shhh don’t tell……. I like my job.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;8)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I hate my feet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;9)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;My dog has fleas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;10)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I love to eat, but I eat too much.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;11)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am confused Borat the movie was a joke right? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;12)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I need to be more active, I am too fat. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;13)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am torn between wanting my husband to work and stay home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;14)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I love hamburger helper.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;15)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At times I have to double check my double checking of Kaylee’s math homework.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;16)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I love the snow.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;17)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I love this time of year, December 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; till the 25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I like to watch all the old Christmas movies they show on ABC family. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;18)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I hate when kids loose teeth and I can not deal with dentures. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;19)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I miss my best friend horribly. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;20)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am scared of changes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;21)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am against the war in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Iraq&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;22)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I want a bigger car.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;23)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My dog just farted, it smells really bad.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;24)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wish I could win the lottery; I really would share it with friends and family!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;25)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I really wish, wow I forgot guess I don’t really wish it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;26)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oh I remember, I wish that I could get my houses roof and siding and windows replaced.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;27)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am hungry.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;28)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Better.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;29)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t really like this Borat movie.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;30)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My daughter “tested” the tooth fairy today, she didn’t tell us that that she lost a tooth and put it under her pillow with out telling us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While she was at grandma and grandpas today I was spraying for the dogs fleas since the dog sleeps in her bed and found the tooth, so we put 2 dollars in place of the tooth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Heh I love her to death, once she found the money she came out and told us she tested the tooth fairy but that she must exist since we didn’t know about the tooth. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;31)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I love anything cheese flavored just not Swiss cheese. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;32)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Though I love my job sometimes I hate having all the responsibility of my current job.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;33)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wish I could jog.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;34)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I like the color yellow but hate yellow houses.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;35)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wish I could say what I want in a clear concise sentence when I want to. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;36)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t believe in organized religion, I still believe in God. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;37)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wish I still believed like I did when I was s kid. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;38)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am out of things I want to say………&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;39)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am sure that there are things I should say…………&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;40)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I used to be afraid of storms, now I love them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;41)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am always afraid that I have bad breath.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;42)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I smoke and know that I shouldn’t. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;43)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t shave my legs most of winter, I have convinced myself that I will be warmer this way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;44)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Frozen coffee’s rock. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;45)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I love my parents no matter their issues. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;46)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I cant believe we actually were able to get Kaylee what we wanted this year since I took the two months off.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;47)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am not sure if I want another kid, but at the same time I tell myself that I do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t think that it would be good right now though.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;48)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am scared to drink, that I will get really sick again and end up in the hospital. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;49)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I really did pull my groin muscle I cant cross my legs. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;50)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hmmm I think this is the end… for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R1YN-0fn0lI/AAAAAAAAABs/cJKk2fTBZj4/s1600-h/0712040023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R1YN-0fn0lI/AAAAAAAAABs/cJKk2fTBZj4/s320/0712040023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140311397584327250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-2157765644434728940?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2157765644434728940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=2157765644434728940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/2157765644434728940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/2157765644434728940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-i-pulled-my-groin-muscle.html' title='So I pulled my groin muscle….'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R1YN-Efn0kI/AAAAAAAAABk/2umbH--nvSE/s72-c/0712040022.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-12437923.post-7113576205589325825</id><published>2007-11-26T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T22:55:56.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess this is a monthly thing.....</title><content type='html'>Well I guess I am not posting as much as I would like, the days just seem to fly by.  I cant believe that it is my birthday today, I received so much love and the greatest gifts. THANKS EVERYONE!  I had a pretty good Thanksgiving, a lot of good food. It seems that in the last month or so I have forgotten to update about Abby.  Things went pretty well, the echo showed that her heart was perfectly normal, thank god!  But the doctor, "M" sent her to Hurley, we were there for three days (two) nights, they ran more test, everything came back normal.  Wonderful!  But why wont she can weight?  So they increased her calories so when we mix the formula instead of 8 scoops to 16 ounces we mix 9.  So a week and a half later she was at 10lbs5ounces from her 9 pounds 6ounces at the hospital.   Yeah, a whole pound almost.  And she feels like she is gaining more.  But in the pictures you cant really tell.  She is fuller in the face, and her legs and arms are more bulky.  We don't feel like we will break her when we pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R0uTEwjXyHI/AAAAAAAAABU/5yXxXtcAo3I/s1600-h/0710310013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R0uTEwjXyHI/AAAAAAAAABU/5yXxXtcAo3I/s320/0710310013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137361509908203634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R0uSAgjXyFI/AAAAAAAAABE/r4-lQ-uL3IE/s1600-h/0709080040.JPG"&gt;This is pre-increased calorie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R0uSeQjXyGI/AAAAAAAAABM/npXSC2rwOzA/s1600-h/0711260007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R0uSeQjXyGI/AAAAAAAAABM/npXSC2rwOzA/s320/0711260007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137360848483240034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R0uSeQjXyGI/AAAAAAAAABM/npXSC2rwOzA/s1600-h/0711260007.JPG"&gt; This is two weeks after the increased calories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I dont really see a lot of difference but to pick her up you can tell she has gained weight. The new pediatrician that we are seeing started her on Zantac. It is working great! No more endless screaming, she is happy to be in her bouncer or swing. And we got on of those bumbo's (THANKS MOM!). I hope that everyones holiday season started off well and continues to be well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-7113576205589325825?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/7113576205589325825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=7113576205589325825' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/7113576205589325825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/7113576205589325825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2007/11/guess-this-is-monthly-thing.html' title='Guess this is a monthly thing.....'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/R0uTEwjXyHI/AAAAAAAAABU/5yXxXtcAo3I/s72-c/0710310013.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-12437923.post-3783707560077695929</id><published>2007-10-28T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:55:26.728-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What a weekend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/RyVLZQntbVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZAP-FM0kXoI/s1600-h/0709100060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/RyVLZQntbVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZAP-FM0kXoI/s320/0709100060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126586648161512786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Well Friday morning we took our dear tiny Abigail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/RyVEowntbQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8nrKmpAkY_0/s1600-h/0710270121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/RyVEowntbQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8nrKmpAkY_0/s320/0710270121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126579217868090626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; to the family doctor that the rest of us see, we will call her "M".  We are very concerned that she just doesn't seem healthy, she seems so frail and tiny.  We don't want anything to be wrong, but we just feel something is not right. After two previous doctors looked at her and said "It's just colic, she will gain weight".  Well we took her to "M" anyway.  Well little miss Abby weighed 9lbs7.7oz at birth,  she currently weighs 9lbs10oz.  so "M" looks her over real good, she is worried about the dusky look around Abby's mouth, says her heart is beating a little to fast for her age, her head control and tracking is a little delayed.  Finally someone who sees what we see without us telling "M" what to look for.  She gave us just what we wanted, a referral to a different pediatrician and an 830 am consult with a pediatric cardiologist Monday morning. He is going to do an echo just to make sure her heart is okay.  The nice thing is we were told that we wont have to wait for the results of the test he tells you right there what he sees and if everything is good.  I have to imagine that is a huge relief to not have to wait.  So that is were we are heading Monday morning, Kaylee is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; staying down at the grandparents and we are leaving at 545 in the morning.  "M" sent us for some blood work Friday morning a TSH, Blood sugar, and a CBC. Then I g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;uess she called doctor "O" ( the pediatrician) and told him about the referral and the labs.  So at 4pm Friday afternoon, "M"'s office calls and tells us that he is very concerned about her weight and that he wants us to take her to WB ER and then probably be transferred to Covenant, and that they will call the ER and let them know why we are coming.  Well we do our part and drive Abby into WB ER, but they have no clue why we are there well 4 hours later and the stupid ER unable to track down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; any doctor that might have a clue what is going on, we come back home.  So frustrating... anyways I guess its a good thing because on saturday we did the community Trunk or Treat.  We decorated our trunk ( well hubby did)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/RyVHdgntbRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/aZA0Qfy3n9Y/s1600-h/0710270021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/RyVHdgntbRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/aZA0Qfy3n9Y/s320/0710270021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126582323129445650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/RyVHxQntbSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/RViTyuohq84/s1600-h/0710270022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/RyVHxQntbSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/RViTyuohq84/s320/0710270022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126582662431862050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/RyVJBAntbTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/u9EDbhcpL8s/s1600-h/0710270019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/RyVJBAntbTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/u9EDbhcpL8s/s320/0710270019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126584032526429490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;What a lot of fun Kaylee had.  Hubby and her dressed up to match!&lt;br /&gt;There was free chili and hot chocolate, and a small bonfire.  Kaylee came home with a nice batch of candy and a coupon for a free kids meal at the new restaurant here in town.  So today we went there for dinner tonight and it was really good food.  I would compare it to Max and Erma's downstate, but right here in our little town of St. Helen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;So we are a little anxious about tomorrow but we are pretty sure that everything will be fine, we just want to find out if there is anything wrong and why she isn't gaining weight.  I will hopefully be able to come home and say that her heart is just fine, now lets move on to the next possible cause and rule that out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/RyVK5wntbUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/h0ZD3uNX-go/s1600-h/0710270103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/RyVK5wntbUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/h0ZD3uNX-go/s320/0710270103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126586106995633474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-3783707560077695929?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3783707560077695929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=3783707560077695929' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/3783707560077695929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/3783707560077695929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/RyVLZQntbVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZAP-FM0kXoI/s72-c/0709100060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12437923.post-8658028822461492968</id><published>2007-10-09T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T22:44:47.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm should I come back?</title><content type='html'>No on really reads on here anymore, and I guess it doesn't help that I haven't posted in forever and my last post said that I would be using my space. But a good friend of mine who also uses my space has decided to use blogger so I thought maybe I would come back.  My baby monkey butt is getting so big!  She is almost 2-1/2months old, she is about 12lbs and she is 24 inches long!  It has been such an interesting experience having another child.  Okay well this is going to be very short and sweet just putting a feel for anyone who might still stop by!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/Rww8ar5viTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/V74T0kicivs/s1600-h/0709080028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/Rww8ar5viTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/V74T0kicivs/s320/0709080028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119533305572591922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-8658028822461492968?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8658028822461492968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=8658028822461492968' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/8658028822461492968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/8658028822461492968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2007/10/hmm-should-i-come-back.html' title='Hmm should I come back?'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PsqwNK220c0/Rww8ar5viTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/V74T0kicivs/s72-c/0709080028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12437923.post-80997057239520213</id><published>2007-06-13T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:16:00.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok so its not that I haven't posted in a long time but yes yes it is but i update on my space now.  I don't like it better I just have and easier time keeping in touch with more people that way. So if you want to get updates check out my site here: http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=46789535&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-80997057239520213?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/80997057239520213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=80997057239520213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/80997057239520213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/80997057239520213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2007/06/ok-so-its-not-that-i-havent-posted-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12437923.post-5550801482276626833</id><published>2007-04-30T23:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:12:48.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have never had a post this long!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok so I haven’t posted anything worth reading in awhile and I am sure this is not going to be much different.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I did finally take pictures for all my long distance friends which is everyone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I missed week 23 so this is week 24.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have been really busy at work, like an “I really don’t ever want to go back and go through that again”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess I feel worse for the patients since when we are that busy they don’t get great care.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You end up prioritizing, like first which patient do you see first, then depending on how each patient is doing who really needs all your time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had a really bad night out of the six ruff nights.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had a patient that had had a simple laparoscopic procedure to remove adhesions on Friday night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These patients are supposed to go home within one hour after their procedure.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The doctor decided to let her stay for increased pain.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well through that first night it was typical first night post op issues.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By Saturday she wasn’t getting much better through the day, Saturday night, my shift, I almost lost her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now this was two Saturday’s ago and I still feel horrible although I know that I did everything with in my power to make sure she made it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was honestly on the phone with the doctors every hour. At &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="3"&gt;3 am&lt;/st1:time&gt; I finally convinced the doctor to order a CT scan, only to find out at our 80 bed hospital that our CT is down the parts won’t be in till Monday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I tell the doctors this and they say to monitor her (what the hell had I been doing all night, not monitoring her?) At about &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="5"&gt;5 am&lt;/st1:time&gt; I was on the phone with the doctors and saying “No you need to get in here NOW and take her back to surgery”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well she ended up having a perforated bowel, I knew that this was probably the case my &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="0"&gt;midnight&lt;/st1:time&gt; shift coordinator knew that this was probably the case, its just trying to convince the doctors that this was the case.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now there really was a lot more going on, little details and such that I wont go into all with this story but to give you an idea of how bad this really was after her second emergency surgery to fix her perforated bowel (which sorry I will go back for all that really don’t know what that is, perforated bowel can happen many ways i.e. from a colonoscopy, laparoscopic procedures, sticking things up your butt that don’t belong there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Get the picture?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When it happens on its own it is usually a rupture, so in this case, laparoscopic, it is a perforation.)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She ended up septic since her bowels had all Friday night and Saturday to leak out into her gut.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She ended up with a hug incision down her abdomen, with a wound vac (a really cool machine that is a sponge in the wound hooked up with a tube to suction and it sucks all the excess fluid you don’t want in there out, in this case all the infected body fluids in her gut).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A NG tube sucking all the stuff out of her stomach and gut to let her bowels rest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A central line which she was getting her TPN (nutrition) through.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She ended up on a ventilator, sedated and paralyzed for about a week.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I feel like shit, she is young, this shouldn’t have happened.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I keep rethinking what could I have done different? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And honestly with out the doctors picking up their part, nothing, there is nothing else I could have done.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I still feel like crap.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Her husband actually came over to the day nurses and thanked them for all we had all done.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t know what we did we did.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I haven’t been this down in a long time, I know that eventually I will get over it but for now I feel like crap and its not a self pity its really a how can I handle this if it happens in the future to another patient and I cant think of anything.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This leads me to the thinking that nothing is really in our control.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I still really worry that something is going to go wrong with this pregnancy; I can’t get it out of my head.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t like to think that way but just knowing the odds.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But then I think that if it is meant to be it is meant to be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Things are going wonderfully.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On the 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; on May I go for another ultrasound.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I get really anxious about these things, I mean if something is wrong at this point the ultrasound will show it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But things feel right, she is kicking up a storm Chuck and Kaylee got to feel it and you can see my stomach jump!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is amazing, I am still trying to cope with o the fact that we have another little life coming into this world, please God don’t let us f*** this up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are really happy that we moved somewhere Kaylee fits in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She likes the kids up here, she actually has friends that come over and she goes over there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She is on the little league softball team.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today was her first practice; she actually hit the ball 4 times!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She had never even swung a bat before.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She just needs to learn team work and that she can let someone else get the ball especially if the ball is in left field and she is in right!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She will have two practices a week Mondays and Wednesdays from &lt;st1:time minute="30" hour="16"&gt;4:30&lt;/st1:time&gt; till &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="18"&gt;6pm&lt;/st1:time&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This weekend we will be going to Dunham’s to get her gear.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Cleats, pants, helmet, bat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will take pictures on my little ball player with her softball team shirt when she gets all decked out with all her gear!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was this one girl on the team, we will call her K.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;K is this 8 year old that kicks a** at this game.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She hit almost every pitch she can throw the ball from the catchers position to center field.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I told Kaylee to pay attention to her, she could learn a lot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have high hopes for our daughter meaning that we know she can do it if she wants to but if her hearts not in it then she wont.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just hope she keeps “really really liking it”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ok the bathroom.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This project was not really supposed to take this long in my head!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I really didn’t have any idea how long it would take but I didn’t think it would take this long.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Its no ones fault, well ok it is the guy who originally build this house since he built it so stupid.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But it is starting to take shape and by tomorrow at &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="16"&gt;4pm&lt;/st1:time&gt; I will be able to take a shower in my own house with no plastic on the walls and be able to see my pretty new liner with the awesome window that is in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t wait till it’s done because next we build the babies room!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t wait! Oh and for all that know me like really know me you know that I never ever plan more that a few months ahead well I am working on planning a road trip with Chuck Kaylee and Abigail out to AZ next summer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will be getting a weeks worth of vacation to use and with the help of some cleaver request off days to make it that I work a mon, teu, wend, then request off thur, fri, sat, and sun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Take my weeks worth of vacation mon, teu, wend, thur, fri, sat, sun, request off mon, teus, wed, and thur and work fri, sat, sun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That would be a sweet vacation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That would be 15 days!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is really nice only working 3 days a week and if I request off the days early enough I shouldn’t have a problem getting it done that way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess the big deal about that would be gas prices and getting someone who knows what to do with our ferrets to watch them, with some compensation and a play pen so that when they are let out of their cage in their house it wouldn’t be all over the place but in a controlled area.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I really want to get out that way before too long.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thinking more currently this summer seems to be pretty exciting my parents are supposed to come up and we are supposed to go camping and canoeing and just enjoy nature and then we are supposed to go over by Petoskey with Chucks parents to “camp” well there is a casino over there so they would probably spend a lot of time there while we did fishing and stuff.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am so excited that since we have moved up here and even with having all this financial stuff going on we can still afford to do things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we living down state, we didn’t really get to do anything, especially not plan a vacation (that if doesn’t happen summer 2008 will happen 2009).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well that is a lot longer of a post than I expected so I am stopping now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ok now. &lt;span style=""&gt; &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/12437923-5550801482276626833?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5550801482276626833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=5550801482276626833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/5550801482276626833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/5550801482276626833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-have-never-had-post-this-long.html' title='I have never had a post this long!'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12437923.post-8507213593075434164</id><published>2007-04-24T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T22:34:02.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>Not really feeling in the mood to type but I guess I should update!  Nothing much is going on, our bathroom is finally starting to take shape we still have a lot of work to do on it and then we need to build the babies room.  I cant believe I will be 6 months next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;.  I am getting so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;geeked&lt;/span&gt; but anxious it seems time is flying by and I am afraid that there will not be enough time to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bathroom&lt;/span&gt; done and then the babies room.  Although logically I know there is plenty of time.  I know I have to take pictures tonight for my 23 weeks but I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; feel like it so you will all just have to deal.  Not that pictures of my belly are the highlight and all.  Maybe I will take some this weekend when I will have a working shower and I can feel all refreshed without having to go to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;in laws&lt;/span&gt; to take a shower.  We have decided on a name her name will be Abigail Nicole Brace!  It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; seeming so real now.  I know it was always real but I just cant stop thinking that oh my gosh in a few more months we will have another child, how is this all going to play out?  Ugh sometimes I worry others I am just completely happy.  Kaylee is growing up so fast she is just an amazing kid she really is.  I am so proud of her she is her own little person and is finally showing to me that she is responsible and can make good decisions.  I think I have decided that I like living up here but I really miss all our friends downstate.  I dunno I mean its great up here with Chuck and Kaylee but I think we need some variety not of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;in law&lt;/span&gt; kind!  I mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ove&lt;/span&gt; that they are here and we get to see them and i know Chuck is just as excited when we visit with my parents but, just some other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; our age that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; just want to argue about the government.  Well I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; I will do a short post went I finally take some pictures and post them.  I did post new ones of Kaylee, we have been having great weather up here so she has been outside a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12437923-8507213593075434164?l=peaj.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8507213593075434164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12437923&amp;postID=8507213593075434164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/8507213593075434164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12437923/posts/default/8507213593075434164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaj.blogspot.com/2007/04/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>Peaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482953759488002239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15304079960362730134'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>