<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463</id><updated>2011-12-04T22:12:52.571-08:00</updated><category term='Cars'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='cheerleading'/><category term='photo contest'/><category term='dad'/><category term='My Charming Kids'/><category term='Smoky Mountains'/><category term='Not Me Monday&apos;s'/><category term='bras'/><category term='blog awards'/><category term='Tabby'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='American Red Cross'/><category term='Party&apos;s'/><category term='Dr appointments'/><category term='fantasy novels'/><category term='little league 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Blond'/><category term='Claytor Lake'/><category term='Giveaway'/><category term='OCD'/><category term='lifeguarding'/><title type='text'>A Mom's World of Madness and Blessings</title><subtitle type='html'>Rants, raves and stories of a mom's world.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>164</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-850062327207460622</id><published>2009-07-30T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T07:05:13.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><title type='text'>Super Suits?</title><content type='html'>With the recent outcry at the world championships....the new super suits look like they are going to be banned. I personally see this as a wonderful thing! The suits do serve their purpose - they could teach a swimmer better body position and what it feels like to go faster, creating a workout that will help them in the long run. BUT! Maybe that is the only place for the suits is in the training. Without the suits, we are looking at real athletes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-850062327207460622?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/850062327207460622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=850062327207460622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/850062327207460622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/850062327207460622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/07/super-suits.html' title='Super Suits?'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-5834168733214017678</id><published>2009-07-28T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T07:16:38.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;At my house we tend to color ourselves rather then the paper....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363514531650533442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sm8IDKas-EI/AAAAAAAAAqI/WZszcmZzziw/s200/Swim+Team+033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Luckily we use washable markers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-5834168733214017678?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/5834168733214017678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=5834168733214017678' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5834168733214017678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5834168733214017678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/07/art.html' title='Art'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sm8IDKas-EI/AAAAAAAAAqI/WZszcmZzziw/s72-c/Swim+Team+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-3932641929248207744</id><published>2009-07-26T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T10:24:48.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><title type='text'>What I Have Been Doing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been kinda MIA from the bloggy world for awhile...I do have a good excuse though! Check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is me! One of the coaches of the Concord C-Lions! Along with Coach Sarah and one of our Highpoint Trophy winners Tori!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362819821552772594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SmyQNtoTpfI/AAAAAAAAAqA/dLzvBxW4KkQ/s200/Tazewell+7.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tanner swam this year and I am SOOOO Proud of his improvement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SmyQNdCAD_I/AAAAAAAAAp4/OelNIr-uHnI/s1600-h/Giles+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362819817097138162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SmyQNdCAD_I/AAAAAAAAAp4/OelNIr-uHnI/s200/Giles+27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Trish...I taught her to swim and now she is on the swim team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SmyQNLi0_jI/AAAAAAAAApw/vm8SefZNPp4/s1600-h/Giles+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362819812402986546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SmyQNLi0_jI/AAAAAAAAApw/vm8SefZNPp4/s200/Giles+16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Nick....One of my fav's. He and is brother will be hard to beat in the years to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SmyQNAOmnxI/AAAAAAAAApo/o4bw0dc60TY/s1600-h/Giles+30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362819809365368594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SmyQNAOmnxI/AAAAAAAAApo/o4bw0dc60TY/s200/Giles+30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Hannah. She improved tremendously too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SmyQM2OubmI/AAAAAAAAApg/raMmMVcjLNA/s1600-h/Giles+35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362819806681525858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SmyQM2OubmI/AAAAAAAAApg/raMmMVcjLNA/s200/Giles+35.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Season ended yesterday with us coming in 3rd....Better watch out! Next year we may be first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/5594586574479367463-3932641929248207744?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/3932641929248207744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=3932641929248207744' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3932641929248207744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3932641929248207744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-have-been-doing.html' title='What I Have Been Doing....'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SmyQNtoTpfI/AAAAAAAAAqA/dLzvBxW4KkQ/s72-c/Tazewell+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-4980993199861305828</id><published>2009-05-25T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:22:02.543-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>Even Better News</title><content type='html'>I wanted to share with you all a message that Spencer's Aunt wrote on her facebook page. It really puts things in prospective!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leslie 5/24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things just get better and better. Spence seemed to be having a rough day today after having his meds weaned again this afternoon. So we were prepared for maybe a rough night, unless they gave him something else to help him sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....Jim and I went to get food and Aunt Becca was here with Spence while he napped. He then woke up seeming to feel not quite as bad as he was after his nurse giving him some Tylenol. Then I decided I wanted to hold him, so we were going to change him first. And, of course, the dangerous thing that often happens with boys happened up my arm as I was wiping him. As we (me, Becca, Jim, and Mary, his nurse) laughed about it, the best thing EVER happened-- SPENCER LAUGHED WITH US. He just started chuckling his sweet Spence chuckle, and I swear it was better than hearing it for the very first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it was if a switch had been flipped. And all evening he's been crying, yelling, babbling, and even put his lips together so I could repeated pull down that lower lip to make that fun, silly sound we like to make as little kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's by far the most amazing thing ever. And then I finally got to hear what I've wanted all along... A good, strong, solid "ma-ma." Not one out of anger or frustration, just a good, hearty "ma-ma." I've never been so happy in my life. I don't know whether to laugh or cry, so we've all just been doing both all evening. If there is anyone who doesn't believe in miracles, tell them to give us a ring. Or simply get on facebook and read about the past 3 weeks of Spence's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is powerful. God is good and amazing... I'm in awe of everything that's happened tonight. Keep up the praying... I have no doubt that Spence will make a full recovery after what he's done in the past week with very little therapy. I can't wait to get to Kluge and watch even more miracles unfold. Goodnight and love to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-4980993199861305828?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/4980993199861305828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=4980993199861305828' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4980993199861305828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4980993199861305828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/05/even-better-news.html' title='Even Better News'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-3098062225402593566</id><published>2009-05-17T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T07:44:48.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>God Is Good!</title><content type='html'>Here is a post I want to share with all of you taken from Spencer's aunt Kristen's facebook page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Back in Roanoke now. Friday night, Spencer was extubated (the breathing tube was taken out). Good day yesterday, the swelling in his head slowly going down. Jim stayed with Spence last night, and Les and I stayed at the Ronald McDonald House. This morning when I was in the shower, Jim called to say that Spence said "Mama" -- twice!!! I couldn't get my faced washed for crying! I am absolutely awestruck. I know that God works miracles, but I continue to be completely amazed and overwhelmed at his grace in our lives right now. Right now I am watching Leslie holding him in her arms and he is so calm and content. Hallelujah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank all of you for your prayers for this amazing little boy! Keep praying! God truly is working miracles in his life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-3098062225402593566?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/3098062225402593566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=3098062225402593566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3098062225402593566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3098062225402593566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/05/god-is-good.html' title='God Is Good!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-2444718425116618565</id><published>2009-05-13T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:23:57.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>Update on Spencer</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;From Mon:&lt;/strong&gt; Spence is currently on Nitrous Oxide to try to vasodilate the lungs to oxygenate better. His sats are hanging in the 70s (ok for him with his shunt). We just need to wean down from the 100% that he's on now. It's a day-to-day roller coaster, but all we can hope for is baby steps and few if any backslides. It's gonna be a long ride for Les and Spence and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The latest.&lt;/strong&gt; More encouraged today. Spencer has both eyes wide open! The swelling in his little face is improving drastically with Lasix. He is still requiring the max O2, but they are going to change the vent to a mode more conducive to breathing on his own to encourage that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a very long road, but I really think that God is going to bring Spence through this and I know that it is constant prayers from you guys that he uses to do his work. Keep it Up and please ask others to pray as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-2444718425116618565?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/2444718425116618565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=2444718425116618565' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2444718425116618565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2444718425116618565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-on-spencer.html' title='Update on Spencer'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-7171581123790995243</id><published>2009-05-11T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:45:46.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>Urgent Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sgjwk8OouWI/AAAAAAAAApQ/MSbm522a5mY/s1600-h/Spencer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334778276053825890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sgjwk8OouWI/AAAAAAAAApQ/MSbm522a5mY/s200/Spencer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spencer is almost 18 months, is in the PICU. He has had quite a time in his short life. He was born with hypo-plastic left heart syndrome and had two open heart surgeries before the age of one. Everything has gone great since then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past week he caught a GI bug with fevers and diarrhea. Last Sunday morning he woke up covered in bruises and with hematomas on his tongue. His mom and dad took him to the hospital where he was found to have platelets of 5. He was diagnosed with ITP, a condition where your body attacks it's own platelets, which help blood to clot. This is sometimes caused at random by infections. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was subsequently taken by ambulance to a bigger hospital. Monday night he got a round of WinRho. He was doing so well that they were thinking of discharging him, but that night Spence had suddenly become unresponsive and they were taking him to CT. Spence had a large intracranial bleed. He was rushed to the or, where a craniotomy was performed. He was there for 3 1/2 hours, but they couldn't get the bleeding to stop despite their best efforts. His skull was left open and he was sent to the ICU with a pretty grim prognosis. They pushed platelets and steroids. He went back to the OR for a splenectomy in hopes of boosting the platelets to slow the bleeding. Spencer went to the OR again due to swelling, to have his frontal bone removed in the hopes of giving the brain more room. The swelling was worse and there appeared to be multiple areas of stroke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The latest news today (Monday at 5pm) is that Spencer has developed blood clots on his lungs. Blood oxygen saturation is usually in high 70s for Spencer because of his heart condition, but is in low 60s now. Doctors can't give blood thinner to deal with clots because of brain bleed and so have again told the family that they don't expect him to live much longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please pray for Spencer and his family. Side note his mother is also seven months pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-7171581123790995243?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/7171581123790995243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=7171581123790995243' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7171581123790995243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7171581123790995243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/05/urgent-prayer-request.html' title='Urgent Prayer Request'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sgjwk8OouWI/AAAAAAAAApQ/MSbm522a5mY/s72-c/Spencer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-8558365486040589641</id><published>2009-04-16T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T07:10:21.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>A Thousand Words Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sec8AqdY_sI/AAAAAAAAApI/aG_hN_vAXds/s1600-h/ATWT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325291066484129474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sec8AqdY_sI/AAAAAAAAApI/aG_hN_vAXds/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys in their cute little Easter outfits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325290672043581394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sec7ptDb39I/AAAAAAAAApA/AfY9-JJ6jcU/s200/Easter+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Want to post a pic of your own? Head over to &lt;a href="http://www.themomjen.com/2009/04/thousand-words-thursday_16.html"&gt;Cheaper than Therapy&lt;/a&gt; and get linked up!&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/5594586574479367463-8558365486040589641?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/8558365486040589641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=8558365486040589641' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8558365486040589641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8558365486040589641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/04/thousand-words-thursday.html' title='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sec8AqdY_sI/AAAAAAAAApI/aG_hN_vAXds/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-1452356963360002615</id><published>2009-04-06T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:00:40.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been too busy to blog... Want to know why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-302727544b173fcc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D302727544b173fcc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330271624%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D435872BCCC6C7744C7464B2DB23B1142A4FEAC01.843BE6BDEC8188B300A8A3CDD27FCAC1377132EE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D302727544b173fcc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvcTxuoPGseFqHnZMkiBJHO9ossE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D302727544b173fcc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330271624%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D435872BCCC6C7744C7464B2DB23B1142A4FEAC01.843BE6BDEC8188B300A8A3CDD27FCAC1377132EE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D302727544b173fcc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvcTxuoPGseFqHnZMkiBJHO9ossE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-1452356963360002615?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=302727544b173fcc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/1452356963360002615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=1452356963360002615' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1452356963360002615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1452356963360002615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-here.html' title='Busy Here!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-1183409637623554537</id><published>2009-03-23T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T18:01:14.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raising children close together'/><title type='text'>Rambling About The Boys...</title><content type='html'>I have been totally slacking in the bloggy business lately. It seems as if I haven't even had time to sit down! So tonight, I thought I would write a little something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley is still potty training. If I wouldn't be so lazy about it, he would probably do better. Remembering and running to the bathroom every 30 mins to potty is a lot of work! Well, I guess it isn't which goes to show you how lazy I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spent the weekend with his Me-Maw and had a blast. He didn't cry when she brought him home but he wanted to go back with her. She cried though! I think Cayden cried a little too! He really enjoyed having us all to himself. Makes me feel a little guilty for having them so close together. Heck, let me be honest. It makes be feel real guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to have him home though. He always loves on his mommy! I missed those hugs and kisses! Cayden just isn't into all that lovin. He would rather play then sit on mommy's lap. Oh how they are different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its just a hour before they should be in bed. I think I will go grab some kisses and some play time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-1183409637623554537?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/1183409637623554537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=1183409637623554537' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1183409637623554537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1183409637623554537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/03/rambling-about-boys.html' title='Rambling About The Boys...'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-5257191177915205187</id><published>2009-03-18T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:41:40.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy and Me Swim Class'/><title type='text'>Mommy and Me</title><content type='html'>I have caught the fever. Spring fever that is! I have gotten more and more swim lessons...to the point, I just don't know where to schedule all of them! That makes me very excited! I am sure once school is out it will be easier to schedule the kids because, I want have school to work around but of course there are still vacations and parents works schedules. Oh the joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said...I am thinking of starting my "Mommy and Me" Swim Class back. Has any of you taken one before? If you have, what did you like and dislike about it? If you haven't, why would you consider one and what things would you like to see at one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to get some feedback so I can make sure all of my mommies (and kiddies) have a good time! Where better to ask then here?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-5257191177915205187?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/5257191177915205187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=5257191177915205187' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5257191177915205187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5257191177915205187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/03/mommy-and-me.html' title='Mommy and Me'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-2713637306991208616</id><published>2009-03-15T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T07:59:09.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Riley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Riley's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think there was a better party to be had anywhere. Riley was so excited. I guess this is the first year he knew it was about him and he loved it! A lot of Paul's family couldn't make it this year and also our God Daughter wasn't there but otherwise, it was perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the party off with some pizza and chips because everyone was HUNGREY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313425295953453794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sb0UJ6nhYuI/AAAAAAAAAno/irkVcugOoN8/s200/Feb+and+March+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Followed it up with some yummy Thomas the Train cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313425312622508626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sb0UK4tu-lI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YJL87Hns3_w/s200/Feb+and+March+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt; That got minimal spit! LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313425309730718338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sb0UKt8RwoI/AAAAAAAAAnw/iODgeL2WFNg/s200/Feb+and+March+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cayden sure enjoyed it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313427181398990434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sb0V3qcxHmI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/YPOaAgCO_4Y/s200/Feb+and+March+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then the kids made a craft - place-mats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313425315226685074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sb0ULCanjpI/AAAAAAAAAoA/_gyjnJTFfaQ/s200/Feb+and+March+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After that was over, they worked on the pinata'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313425317446494882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sb0ULKr3KqI/AAAAAAAAAoI/0D_cVaNyjus/s200/Feb+and+March+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course no party is a good party without gifts! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Riley got the tie he wanted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313427193732094450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sb0V4YZNWfI/AAAAAAAAAoY/BlKi3JVdD-Y/s200/Feb+and+March+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;And he got a train table! Here is was saying "Choo! Choo!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313427199501074114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sb0V4t4o_sI/AAAAAAAAAog/xLL24Whqvdk/s200/Feb+and+March+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But some of the most fun was had at home after everything was put together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313427210657045922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sb0V5XcbnaI/AAAAAAAAAoo/hfW4QKNwdoU/s200/Feb+and+March+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happy 3rd Birthday Riley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313427221260112498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sb0V5-8ZknI/AAAAAAAAAow/cuuBRF0dcqA/s200/Feb+and+March+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-2713637306991208616?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/2713637306991208616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=2713637306991208616' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2713637306991208616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2713637306991208616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/03/rileys-birthday-party.html' title='Riley&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sb0UJ6nhYuI/AAAAAAAAAno/irkVcugOoN8/s72-c/Feb+and+March+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-2785872934511622596</id><published>2009-03-13T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:17:35.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candid Carrie'/><title type='text'>Friday Foto Finish Fiesta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; This is one of my my Phavorite Photo's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312729621315244402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SbqbcUow0XI/AAAAAAAAAng/4ZRpU2dY6UU/s200/Paul+and+I+take+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My husband and I started dating on Friday the 13th. It was October of 2001. Since we have been together ever since, I consider Friday the 13th to be lucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go see &lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-foto-finish-fiesta-20090313.html"&gt;Candid Carrie&lt;/a&gt; for some more Phavorite Phriday Photo's!&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/5594586574479367463-2785872934511622596?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/2785872934511622596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=2785872934511622596' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2785872934511622596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2785872934511622596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-foto-finish-fiesta.html' title='Friday Foto Finish Fiesta'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SbqbcUow0XI/AAAAAAAAAng/4ZRpU2dY6UU/s72-c/Paul+and+I+take+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-5346205556962517394</id><published>2009-03-12T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:50:53.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Riley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>Three Years of Smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SbkgE931xPI/AAAAAAAAAnY/wUa9czvQpBg/s1600-h/ATWT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312312505160549618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SbkgE931xPI/AAAAAAAAAnY/wUa9czvQpBg/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day you came into this world, I found out what love really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312312109470114722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sbkft7z446I/AAAAAAAAAm4/8VzeGA2V1rE/s200/B%26W+Riley.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cutest 1 year old that ever was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312312118826747122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SbkfueqrxPI/AAAAAAAAAnA/NFfPzzh_xuk/s200/Birthday+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At two your grin was stealing hearts away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312312125029468594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sbkfu1xhybI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Cr1qmtsuh1o/s200/April+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a big boy 3 you still have my heart wrapped up in that little smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312312129684748626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SbkfvHHbuVI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/jrQcLfcWIDg/s200/January+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Its a couple of days early but....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;Happy 3rd Birthday Riley!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-5346205556962517394?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/5346205556962517394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=5346205556962517394' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5346205556962517394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5346205556962517394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/03/three-years-of-smiles.html' title='Three Years of Smiles'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SbkgE931xPI/AAAAAAAAAnY/wUa9czvQpBg/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-1467866894168694653</id><published>2009-03-09T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:32:10.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Goodies</title><content type='html'>Bow chick a bow wow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I get to choose &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$50.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; worth of umm "goodies" from Eden Fantasy courtesy of &lt;a href="http://tattooedminivanmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/winner-of-my-eden-fantasies-giveaway.html"&gt;Tattooed Minivan Mom!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-1467866894168694653?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/1467866894168694653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=1467866894168694653' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1467866894168694653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1467866894168694653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/03/goodies.html' title='Goodies'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-8219425576810605849</id><published>2009-03-03T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:23:44.049-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Thankful Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://laughingwithspoons.blogspot.com/2009/03/thankful-tuesday.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309001568854292866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sa1czG-NOYI/AAAAAAAAAmo/OXFiQnEGcjg/s200/Thankful_Tuesday.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much to be thankful for if we would only we would stop a moment and reflect upon it. So that is what I am going to do today. I am going to do what my dad always said I could do. I am going to count my blessings-name them one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  My hubby-He has put up with a lot from me and here he still is. For that alone, he deserves a medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) My children-I am so blessed to have such happy, healthy little boys! I am also blessed to be apart of my step-sons life. What an honor it is to be able to love someone and get love from someone and not even be his real mother! I am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) My family-From my mom to my brother to my cousins and in-laws. I am simply blessed with a family that supports me and loves me no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) My home-Though I complain about the size, I am so blessed to have a home that is almost paid for, that is in a location close to work and virtually everything else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) My job-I am so extremely lucky to be able to teach swimming and lifeguarding. It isn't often that one gets to do a job they love and make their own schedule!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) My friends-I am blessed to have friends that have been there for me since the 5th grade...when I moved to WV! I am also blessed to have newer friends that have children and lend an ear when I am in need!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) My van-I still can't get over how much easier it is to get around with the kids now that we have the van! And the built in DVD player is like manna from heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad always said that 7 was a perfect number so I am going to stop there. Tell me, what are you thankful for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-8219425576810605849?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/8219425576810605849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=8219425576810605849' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8219425576810605849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8219425576810605849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/03/thankful-tuesday.html' title='Thankful Tuesday!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sa1czG-NOYI/AAAAAAAAAmo/OXFiQnEGcjg/s72-c/Thankful_Tuesday.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-8935785332612217393</id><published>2009-03-02T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T08:21:45.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Me Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>I Did Not!</title><content type='html'>There are so many things I have not done this past week. I really don't know where to begin. Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not forget to change my sons crib sheet. I knew it was wet and instead of saying I will go back and get it in a few mins, I changed it right away! I certainly did not forget until I already laid him down for the night. That would just be gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not ignore my son for about 20 mins the other night while I played Mario Cart on the DS. What good mother would do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not see a mouse run through my laundry room (again) and scream and slam the door! I am not seriously thinking about getting a cat, despite my sons allergies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not secretly happy I had to cancel my swim lessons this morning because of snow. I love teaching swim lessons! There would be no way that I would feel to exsausted to teach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not let my kids go three days without a bath. I mean, just because they didn't go anywhere doesn't mean they didn't need a bath! Geeze! I took one everyday! So you know I gave them one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you not do? Let &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;Mckmama&lt;/a&gt; know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-8935785332612217393?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/8935785332612217393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=8935785332612217393' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8935785332612217393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8935785332612217393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-did-not.html' title='I Did Not!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-7865702469033714685</id><published>2009-02-19T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:14:26.340-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>A Thousand Word Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SZ3ZpOPgZSI/AAAAAAAAAlw/9itSU0Axw6s/s1600-h/ATWT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304635238333310242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SZ3ZpOPgZSI/AAAAAAAAAlw/9itSU0Axw6s/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SZ3ZpBvO_HI/AAAAAAAAAlo/eFpPF3sMJek/s1600-h/Big+Bro+Riley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304635234976726130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SZ3ZpBvO_HI/AAAAAAAAAlo/eFpPF3sMJek/s200/Big+Bro+Riley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-7865702469033714685?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/7865702469033714685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=7865702469033714685' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7865702469033714685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7865702469033714685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/02/thousand-word-thursday.html' title='A Thousand Word Thursday'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SZ3ZpOPgZSI/AAAAAAAAAlw/9itSU0Axw6s/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-1051689057290726966</id><published>2009-02-17T14:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:02:13.388-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>You Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I ran across a tiny little poem I wrote after Riley was born. I wanted to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I lay there and watch you drift off.&lt;br /&gt;You yawn and sigh as you slip into dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes flutter open and shut, open and shut.&lt;br /&gt;You sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay there gazing as you breath.&lt;br /&gt;The faint light caresses your skin.&lt;br /&gt;Your chest rising up and down, up and down.&lt;br /&gt;You sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303904785235107682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SZtBTQZu32I/AAAAAAAAAlg/I6JOua8xbo4/s200/Our+bundle+of+joy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember after your child was born? How wonderful it was to just watch them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-1051689057290726966?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/1051689057290726966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=1051689057290726966' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1051689057290726966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1051689057290726966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-sleep.html' title='You Sleep'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SZtBTQZu32I/AAAAAAAAAlg/I6JOua8xbo4/s72-c/Our+bundle+of+joy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-4601578788646841153</id><published>2009-02-16T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:01:18.260-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crystal'/><title type='text'>Crystal's Song</title><content type='html'>Most of you wouldn't remember a post I wrote about my friend &lt;a href="http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/07/crystaleveryones-sister.html"&gt;Crystal&lt;/a&gt;. She passed on this past year and there are some moments that it is just so fresh in my mind that it feels as if it just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was one of those days. I very seldom listen to country music. Its not that I don't like it, my hubby don't. So when we started dating, I started listening to it less and less. But I was in the car by myself, and I turned it over to the local country station and I heard a song by Alan Jackson called "Sissy's Song." This song described Crystal to the very tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did she have to go&lt;br /&gt;So young I just don't know why&lt;br /&gt;Things happen half the time&lt;br /&gt;Without reason without rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely, sweet young woman&lt;br /&gt;Daughter, wife and mother&lt;br /&gt;Makes no sense to me&lt;br /&gt;I just have to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels&lt;br /&gt;By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees&lt;br /&gt;And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting&lt;br /&gt;And I know she's smiling saying&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved ones she left behind&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to survive&lt;br /&gt;And understand the why&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so lost inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger shot straight at God&lt;br /&gt;Then asking for His love&lt;br /&gt;Empty with disbelief&lt;br /&gt;Just hoping that maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels&lt;br /&gt;By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees&lt;br /&gt;And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting&lt;br /&gt;And I know she's smiling saying&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Her picture in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Will always be of times I'll cherish&lt;br /&gt;And I won't cry 'cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels&lt;br /&gt;By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees&lt;br /&gt;And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting&lt;br /&gt;And I know she's smiling saying&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;Don`t worry 'bout me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-4601578788646841153?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/4601578788646841153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=4601578788646841153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4601578788646841153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4601578788646841153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/02/crystals-song.html' title='Crystal&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-551064708966316902</id><published>2009-02-12T06:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T06:58:46.738-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writers Workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>About My Hubby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SZQ0XFZYPLI/AAAAAAAAAlY/6ueHkCOYHjw/s1600-h/ATWT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301920232512175282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SZQ0XFZYPLI/AAAAAAAAAlY/6ueHkCOYHjw/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SZQ0XO5agDI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/9AfayHoIRmI/s1600-h/Gatlinburg+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301920235062460466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SZQ0XO5agDI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/9AfayHoIRmI/s200/Gatlinburg+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Five Most Recent Favorite Things (about my hubby.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.) Snuggling up with him on the couch after the kids go to bed. It seems after the kids were born we had lost this part of us. He would stay out of my way while I got the kids to bed and then I would either play on the computer or go to bed myself. Somehow without saying it, we have remembered what it was like to be married and each night you can find us snuggling on the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2.) Dreaming about what and where he wants to be. This man never quits setting goals and trying to obtain them. It is he, that inspired me to go after my goal and lose weight! (I have lost a total of 15lbs! Whoo Hoo!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3.) His sense of style. I am a bit of a hippy. There are days that I don't see the point in even putting a bra on. My hubby however, will come home from work and change out of his shirt and tie for jeans and a sweater or at least match...uh right now I have on a pair of green pj bottoms and a blue t-shirt! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4.) He cooks! Since I started dieting, I have been doing more of the cooking but whenever I don't want to or there is something (like an omelet) that I want and can't cook, he will do it! And somehow, his food is always better than mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5.)  He has patience. I. Do. Not. I think this is why his cooking is better than mine. When I am ready to throw in the towel he is always there to calmly pick it up and take over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Want a writing assignment or to share a picture head to &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama's Losin' It&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheaper than Therapy&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-551064708966316902?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/551064708966316902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=551064708966316902' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/551064708966316902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/551064708966316902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/02/about-my-hubby.html' title='About My Hubby...'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SZQ0XFZYPLI/AAAAAAAAAlY/6ueHkCOYHjw/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-3303769623761509631</id><published>2009-02-05T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:35:29.227-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writers Workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>Think About It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is on your mind right now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean besides the kids that are in the next room screaming and throwing toys at each other? Oh yours isn't doing that? I guess its just mine. I just thought maybe yours was too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/2009/02/writers-workshop-bump-set-spike.html"&gt;MamaKat&lt;/a&gt; has begged me to tell each of you what was on my mind this week. I mean all she had to do was ask because I mean gee she's &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/2009/02/writers-workshop-bump-set-spike.html"&gt;MAMAKAT!&lt;/a&gt; Knowing how important it is to her, I will let you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) Michael Phelps. How many of you remember my undying love for the most decorated Olympium ever? He screwed up. I have been so disappointed. I know he is young and we have all been there and done that....no? Just me again? Oh well. I am still disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.) Riley is pee-peeing on the potty and has even poo-pooed (though it was by accident! HA!) But yet he doesn't realize he has to pee until he has already started. How can I get him to go on his own?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.) Global warming. I think Al Gore is on to something here. If we don't do something about this global warming we may all freeze to death!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.) Income taxes. We filed and are patiently awaiting our return. OK. Not so patiently, but we are waiting the return!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.) What to do with the money? Pay bills is a given but we always fix something on our home. There are so many things to choose from!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.) A big thing I have been thinking about is becoming a US Swim coach. If I have done my research right, I only have one class to take and the background check and I am good to go. Maybe that would take care of those teeny boppers stealing my lessons?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.) Diet Pills. I haven't been doing so well on my diet. I am staying hungry! Could a diet pill help? Should I even go there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.) V-Day. What does one get for their hubby? He wasn't so happy with his Christmas gifts. What do I get him to make up for it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.) My first born is turning 3 next month. 3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.) Lazy. Tired. Sleepy. Bummed. This is how I have been feeling for weeks. Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now that you know what is on my mind....Tell me. What is on yours? While you think about that...Because I love &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/2009/02/thousand-words-thursday.html"&gt;The Mom&lt;/a&gt; so much, I want you to enjoy a photo and then head to her blog to enjoy more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/2009/02/thousand-words-thursday.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299363854001280738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SYsfWRVKluI/AAAAAAAAAlI/9blIsWP_eN8/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299363856615395186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SYsfWbEaz3I/AAAAAAAAAlA/dIDrI_R5TQ4/s200/Elizabeth+Art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is a picture of of niece from about 4 years ago. I can't believe she will be 17 this month! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-3303769623761509631?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/3303769623761509631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=3303769623761509631' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3303769623761509631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3303769623761509631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/02/think-about-it.html' title='Think About It'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SYsfWRVKluI/AAAAAAAAAlI/9blIsWP_eN8/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-7773858660704503055</id><published>2009-02-04T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:16:37.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that suck'/><title type='text'>My Economy is Your Economy</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows that the economy sucks. I mean if you haven't realized it by your bank account just flip through the channels on TV. They will tell you. It stinks. What I don't get is why they keep telling us how horrible it is? I mean...is the best way to boost our economy to scare us all into hording our money in a hole in the mattress? Because who knows if you should put it in the bank?! Well, you can put it my bank...I may need it to cover a check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I think my scaring us all, they get ratings. What is happening is people will downgrade their cable and then they wont have anyone to watch their show! Looks like to me they are putting themselves out of business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of out of business....I think the Lifeguards at the Community Center I work at are trying to put me out of business! Here I am an older (not old) more responsible, and the ONLY certified instructor there! Yet these lifeguards are charging as much as I do to teach lessons! And...since they answer the phones and I don't because other than getting in the pool I am a SAHM, they give the caller their name and number! WHAT GIVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, unlike these 17 year olds, have bills, a family and everything that goes along with that! I need these lessons! I count on these lessons! I am very frustrated. It has been bothering me for some time now. I really don't know what to do about it. Am I being unfair to believe that I deserve more? I am opening up the floor to all of you. Give me some advice. How can I hold off my bad economy by getting my swim lessons back?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-7773858660704503055?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/7773858660704503055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=7773858660704503055' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7773858660704503055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7773858660704503055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-economy-is-your-economy.html' title='My Economy is Your Economy'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-6145902755273093672</id><published>2009-02-01T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:46:03.631-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superbowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steelers'/><title type='text'>Here We Go!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah....you know I am excited! I bet you may have even thought about that good ole' girl down in West Virginia and said, "I bet she is happy!" I am! I am! Not only did we go to the Superbowl....we WON the Superbowl and have became the most decorated football team EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy a little pre-Superbowl tribute....See why I love them?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z3uiCRr3dGE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z3uiCRr3dGE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-6145902755273093672?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/6145902755273093672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=6145902755273093672' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/6145902755273093672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/6145902755273093672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/02/here-we-go.html' title='Here We Go!!!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-5647257756223536457</id><published>2009-01-30T11:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:40:47.718-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candid Carrie'/><title type='text'>Friday Foto Finish Fiesta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SYNW185ZvXI/AAAAAAAAAk4/r80JpJuyclA/s1600-h/Joanna+and+her+daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297173071597780338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SYNW185ZvXI/AAAAAAAAAk4/r80JpJuyclA/s200/Joanna+and+her+daddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite pictures of my dad and I when I was little. Tomorrow would be 31 years that my mom and dad would have been married. They really were the perfect couple. The only argument I remember them having was when my mom had a headache and dad wouldn't let her get up to get some aspirin...he wanted to do it for her. It was just good natured bickering. I strive each day to be the kind of person he was and to be a the type of spouse he showed me you should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Head to &lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday-foto-finish-fiesta-01302009.html"&gt;Candid Carries&lt;/a&gt; to post a picture of your own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-5647257756223536457?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/5647257756223536457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=5647257756223536457' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5647257756223536457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5647257756223536457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday-foto-finish-fiesta_30.html' title='Friday Foto Finish Fiesta'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SYNW185ZvXI/AAAAAAAAAk4/r80JpJuyclA/s72-c/Joanna+and+her+daddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-1595450625199215992</id><published>2009-01-29T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:58:22.399-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writers Workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>One Emotional Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Lifeguards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that being a lifeguard can sometimes be a bore. I know watching other people have fun in the pool can be painful and leave you with a yearning to frolic on your own. I am also aware that in this day and age not having your cell phone but your side can leave you feeling disconnected, cut off from the world as you know it. Having said all of this, let me share with you what I also know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that the little girl running on the slippery pool deck was lucky I saw her. Had I not told her to stop running she could have slipped and fell. Had she fell, there could be all sorts of scenarios that could have taken place...all leading to not just an incident report but EMS being called. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that the puzzle you had in your hand, that you were staring at intently was all so important but let me tell you what you missed while pondering what four letter word means the color of the sky. A child with a life jacket jumped into the deep in, now not having the life jacket secured promptly, it came loose and was forcing her smile body under water. Had not someone to her closer than I saw what was going on she could have drowned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember in lifeguarding class that it only takes 20 seconds or less to go from an active drown er to a passive drown-er? I know you were taught that. It was even on your test. Do you know what else you should remember? I take jerk your licence from you. Oh yes. That would not only mean that the $150.00 that your parents spent to get you that "cool" job would go to waste but it would also mean that paycheck you have been depending on to pay that oh so important cell phone bill would be gone. Sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, as of know consider yourself on notice. You never know when I might show up and I am not giving you anymore chances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincerely, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your Lifeguard Instructor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Want to vent on someone that annoyed you this week? Head over to &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/2009/01/writers-workshop-unrequited-love-and-my.html"&gt;Mama Kats.&lt;/a&gt; I promise you it will make you feel all better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296836603538061442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SYIk07ssOII/AAAAAAAAAkw/-A-7P0eFXi8/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296836600065313426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SYIk0uwuSpI/AAAAAAAAAko/cUbC8vAvvKI/s200/Jim+the+Preacher+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was 12 years this week that my father passed away. I still feels like yesterday he was here with me. Post a picture of your own...head over to &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/2009/01/thousand-words-thursday_29.html"&gt;Cheaper Than Therapy&lt;/a&gt; to join in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-1595450625199215992?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/1595450625199215992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=1595450625199215992' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1595450625199215992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1595450625199215992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-emotional-ride.html' title='One Emotional Ride'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SYIk07ssOII/AAAAAAAAAkw/-A-7P0eFXi8/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-4600017441940080787</id><published>2009-01-28T14:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:22:04.171-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='losing weight'/><title type='text'>Go Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just want to say......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another 6lbs!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whoo Hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That brings me to the grand total of.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10lbs!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-4600017441940080787?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/4600017441940080787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=4600017441940080787' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4600017441940080787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4600017441940080787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/go-me.html' title='Go Me!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-4177243210743745725</id><published>2009-01-27T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T10:01:27.397-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Oh At The Many Giveaways</title><content type='html'>Contests, Contests, and more Contests! That is what I have been doing. If you follow me on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/momofmadness"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; then you know that I have been contesting away! Here is a little of what I have been entering to win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$50.00 gift certificate for Target @ &lt;a href="http://www.aniowamom.com/an_iowa_mom/2009/01/day-1-of-a-week-of-giveaways-an-iowa-mom-tradition.html"&gt;An Iowa Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Scentsy Candle @ &lt;a href="http://sweeps4bloggers.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-first-giveaway-win-candle-from.html"&gt;Sweeps4Bloggers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Book Giveaway @ &lt;a href="http://www.naturallyknockedup.com/2009/01/book-giveaway-nourishing-traditions.html"&gt;Naturally Knocked Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Leapster 2 @ &lt;a href="http://nwitimes.com/parent/blogs/closetohome/?p=116#comment-4978"&gt;Close To Home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personalized Jewelry @ &lt;a href="http://mommybitsreviews.blogspot.com/2009/01/planetjill-personalized-jewelry-gifts.html"&gt;Mommy Bits Reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Hip-T @ &lt;a href="http://www.lifestarringellieandeve.com/2009/01/hip-t-review-and-giveaway.html"&gt;Life Starring Ellie &amp;amp; Eve&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cool Bag @ &lt;a href="http://themomreviews.blogspot.com/2009/01/pink-lemonade-boutique-bags-giveaway.html"&gt;Therapeutic Reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Many cool prizes over at &lt;a href="http://oohlalamamafashion.blogspot.com/2009/01/prizes-announced.html"&gt;Ooh La La Mama!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a contest going on that I missed? What do you think my chances are at winning something?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-4177243210743745725?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/4177243210743745725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=4177243210743745725' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4177243210743745725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4177243210743745725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-at-many-giveaways.html' title='Oh At The Many Giveaways'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-7649522174449810442</id><published>2009-01-22T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T13:50:04.927-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writers Workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>And Sometimes A Picture is Worth More Than A Thousand Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SXjmpAVM7CI/AAAAAAAAAkY/kA-hKiZ_AfQ/s1600-h/Proud+Papa+and+Baby+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294234954111970338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SXjmpAVM7CI/AAAAAAAAAkY/kA-hKiZ_AfQ/s200/Proud+Papa+and+Baby+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought I would combine &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mamakats&lt;/a&gt; Writing Assignment with &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Mom's &lt;/a&gt;A Thousand Word Thursday.   I would be silly not to since they both require a picture. I did change the assignment a bit though. Instead of writing about a favorite photo I took last month, I choose just a favorite photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of my dad and I. If  I am not mistaken, it was taken one Christmas. Dad was giving me a hug to thank me for my gift to him. You see, my dad gave the BIGGEST bear hugs ever! I seriously don't think I have ever been hugged like he hugged me since he passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to look at this picture, I can almost feel his arms wrapping around me giving me one of his famous bear hugs. I am sure the look on his face would be the same. That of a proud papa. I know that no matter what I do, he is proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight, when I hug my little boys. I am going to squeeze them just as tight and smile because I am going to be proud of them too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-7649522174449810442?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/7649522174449810442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=7649522174449810442' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7649522174449810442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7649522174449810442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-sometimes-picture-is-worth-more.html' title='And Sometimes A Picture is Worth More Than A Thousand Words'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SXjmpAVM7CI/AAAAAAAAAkY/kA-hKiZ_AfQ/s72-c/Proud+Papa+and+Baby+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-3052567184279361964</id><published>2009-01-21T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T09:13:32.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>The Life of a Mom</title><content type='html'>I wish I was one of those bloggers that had blogs saved up for days like yesterday and today. Days where I feels so bad that the only thought that is clear in my head is of me in my bed...no children to be found anywhere. But, here I am. Awake with two snotty kids running around. Ahh. The life of a mom. I think for today, I want to be a dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have no more energy, I will leave you with a funny video of my brother-n-law. We love playing Cranium. Have you played it? What is your favorite game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7EUyiloepOc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7EUyiloepOc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-3052567184279361964?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/3052567184279361964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=3052567184279361964' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3052567184279361964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3052567184279361964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-of-mom.html' title='The Life of a Mom'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-199374715801893903</id><published>2009-01-19T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:56:07.204-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Two Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I only have one thing to say.... SUPER BOWL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SXTohA0u5RI/AAAAAAAAAj0/qpT-hKr1CXM/s1600-h/08_BAL3_Holmes_Trophy_102164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293111115921679634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SXTohA0u5RI/AAAAAAAAAj0/qpT-hKr1CXM/s200/08_BAL3_Holmes_Trophy_102164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SXTogrqObsI/AAAAAAAAAjs/gGL2JRwGxa4/s1600-h/08_BAL3_polamalu_102141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293111110240464578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SXTogrqObsI/AAAAAAAAAjs/gGL2JRwGxa4/s200/08_BAL3_polamalu_102141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say more but I have the worse cold I have had in years! Happy Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-199374715801893903?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/199374715801893903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=199374715801893903' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/199374715801893903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/199374715801893903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-words.html' title='Two Words'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SXTohA0u5RI/AAAAAAAAAj0/qpT-hKr1CXM/s72-c/08_BAL3_Holmes_Trophy_102164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-6831693179396511446</id><published>2009-01-15T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T07:24:46.265-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candid Carrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Rock It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I figure if it is taken with my camera it qualifies for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Friday Foto Finish Fiesta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; brought to you via &lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Candid Carrie&lt;/a&gt;. This weeks addition is proof positive that we not only play WAY to much Guitar Hero but that we have thoroughly confused our child.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9353a482460678e2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9353a482460678e2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330271624%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D23CF48CB9C12E1778E50C711AFA00C6079FA3760.942CF8340B1BAC0585EAEB7227F1D1AE152B771%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9353a482460678e2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJgqZD0FoqaOu0Tp0ALQ9aCw1_Jg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9353a482460678e2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330271624%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D23CF48CB9C12E1778E50C711AFA00C6079FA3760.942CF8340B1BAC0585EAEB7227F1D1AE152B771%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9353a482460678e2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJgqZD0FoqaOu0Tp0ALQ9aCw1_Jg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-6831693179396511446?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9353a482460678e2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/6831693179396511446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=6831693179396511446' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/6831693179396511446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/6831693179396511446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday-foto-finish-fiesta.html' title='Rock It!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-4979632148866720867</id><published>2009-01-15T08:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:20:51.932-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writers Workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>That "HOT" Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was totally going to write about my hubby and about his wonderful inner quality...and I will...as soon as I figure out what that inner quality is. Until then I am changing my prompt from &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama Kat &lt;/a&gt;to the time I stole something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know. You guys read my blog everyday and think to yourselves, there is no way this girl ever stole anything. But alas my dear friends, it is true. I had a moment of weakness. I blame it on all the stress a 15 year old has. The devil made me do it or so I say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me set the scene for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a hot summer day. I was suppose to be taking care of my dad (who had a cancerous brain tumor) and my grandmother (who had infazema.) The sun was beckoning me. The sound of laughter could be heard outside. The phone rang. It was Samantha, my partner in crime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seemed that my boyfriend at the time was at her house. (No he wasn't cheating, they were cousins.) And she wanted to know if I would like to go for a "walk." Oh did I ever! I made sure that dad and mom (that is what I called my grandmother) didn't need anything and set out for a walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I didn't feel like walking. I wanted the wind in my face, excitement in the air! I grabbed my grandma's car keys and met Samantha and Jeremy in the driveway. They agreed that joy ride was a perfect way to spend the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean it wasn't like I was stealing. My grandma let me drive her to church every Sunday in her car. I knew that church was not even a mile away but a little further wouldn't matter would it? I was an experienced driver! I could do this without an adult in the car! But just in case it wasn't OK, I thought I should put the keys up so they wouldn't get suspicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started my grandma's green Chevette (anyone remember those?) and then pulled the key out. You see, I had figured out that the car would run without the key! Crazy huh? I ran the key back in and we set out on our mini trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything was fine until we decided to venture off onto a back road. I mean how was I to know that driving in gravel was a bit different than asphalt? I did find that out however, after I went around a curve to fast and ended up dangling over a cliff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We climbed out slowly and surveyed the damage. This wasn't so bad. Three wheels were on the ground. All we had to do is jump up and down on the bumper of the car and the third wheel would surly come back down and I could back the car up. That old rotten log that was holding the car from going all the way over would never move. It had been there forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we jumped. Nothing. We tried it again. The car started moving a little forward. This is when we decided to jump off. We needed a new plan. As I looked around and thought back to where we had came from, it occurred to me we were about a mile from any house. So I decided, I would be the one to make the hike and off I set. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came to the first house and dogs were coming at me from everywhere. The were barking and growling and I was sure they would eat me up! I decided the next house couldn't be very much further so I took off as fast as my feet would carry me. Two miles later, I came upon another old farm house and ran up their drive to use the phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who would I call? My dad certainly couldn't help. And even if he could, I didn't want him, my grandma or my mom to find out what I had done. (Did I fail to mention my mom was in the hospital at the time with pneumonia? I did? Well, she was.) I would call my friend Garland. They had a tractor and his mom would never tell on me. Only, Garland wasn't home. The only other person, I knew with a tractor was my uncle Johnny. So with trembling hands, I called him up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end of this story isn't nearly as glamorous as the rest. My uncle came to help. He was MAD! As a matter of fact, he didn't speak to me for almost a year after that! He told on me and I was grounded for what seemed like eternity. But my grandma said at least she didn't call the police and turn me in for stealing her car! WHAT?! I think they wanted to scare me into not doing that again. Mission accomplished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for my A Thousand Word Thursday, (brought to you via &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/2009/01/thousand-words-thursday_15.html"&gt;The Mom&lt;/a&gt;) I present to you my uncle Johnny. Who definitely talks to me now. He is like a dad to me. As a matter of fact, he gave me away at my wedding. And if you guys remember, he is the one that surprised me with a new dryer! I love this man with everything in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291568488160826546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SW9tgQl6FLI/AAAAAAAAAjU/zGT40iSi6oc/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291568743458276258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SW9tvHpkA6I/AAAAAAAAAjk/F12aU8fdahc/s200/May+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture may seem silly but it was very special to me because at our house for a cookout this summer, he felt comfortable enough to lay back and take a nap. It made my heart swell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-4979632148866720867?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/4979632148866720867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=4979632148866720867' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4979632148866720867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4979632148866720867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/that-hot-summer.html' title='That &quot;HOT&quot; Summer'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SW9tgQl6FLI/AAAAAAAAAjU/zGT40iSi6oc/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-1583971488073197921</id><published>2009-01-14T16:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:48:33.178-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Operation Skinny Bitch'/><title type='text'>I Am On My Way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SW6Hhw7_b_I/AAAAAAAAAjM/WdYsCj7pR2s/s1600-h/osb_2copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291315626348867570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SW6Hhw7_b_I/AAAAAAAAAjM/WdYsCj7pR2s/s200/osb_2copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have excepted the mission. I have dedicated myself to the cause and now I have lost 4lbs! I guess the evil trainer knows what she is doing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-1583971488073197921?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/1583971488073197921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=1583971488073197921' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1583971488073197921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1583971488073197921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-on-my-way.html' title='I Am On My Way!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SW6Hhw7_b_I/AAAAAAAAAjM/WdYsCj7pR2s/s72-c/osb_2copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-3933320579128607011</id><published>2009-01-13T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:01:13.118-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful Tuesday'/><title type='text'>My BFF's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SWy2cA8IqyI/AAAAAAAAAjE/LDzzspZhl1A/s1600-h/Thankful_Tuesday.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290804254658308898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SWy2cA8IqyI/AAAAAAAAAjE/LDzzspZhl1A/s200/Thankful_Tuesday.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because the Holidays are over, it doesn't mean we should stop being thankful! Denise over at &lt;a href="http://laughingwithspoons.blogspot.com/2009/01/thankful-tuesday_13.html"&gt;Laughing With Spoons&lt;/a&gt; is reminding us each Tuesday to do be thankful. Don't know what to be thankful about? That's OK! She will give you a topic to help you along! This weeks topic?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.) When I have a free moment or two, I always need some adult conversation. The best place to go is to my friends. They are always a phone call away. I am so thankful that they are there to listen to me complain or go on and on about my kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2.) Everyday after my workout, I have been getting text-es from my bff's. They are cheering me on and uplifting my spirits. There is nothing better than knowing I am not alone in my struggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3.) I love to myspace, and my bff's are myspace lovers too! They are always leaving me sweet comments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4.) I also love getting blog comments! Truth be known, I like getting blog comments even more! I have found such wonderful bloggy friends this way! And trust me, I am so thankful for each and everyone of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5.) I am thankful for my friends because they are the best babysitters! I know that if there is something I need, I can always call on them and they will come and watch the kids if need be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6.) I am thankful for the love I have from my my friends. I have been through so much over the past couple of years, I would have never made it through without their love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7.) I am thankful for the gossip my friends provide me. Seriously, I would know nothing if it weren't for them! Oh and I know that gossiping is wrong but Lord it is fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8.) I am thankful for my friends knowledge. Whenever I have a question, I have no need to go to the Internet. All I have to do is call up one of my buddies and I have the answer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9.) I am thankful that my friends are also my family. We have a Thanksgiving dinner every year at my house and all of my hubbies family is here along with all of our friends. It is one great big happy family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10.)  I am thankful my friends put up with me. Nuff said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-3933320579128607011?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/3933320579128607011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=3933320579128607011' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3933320579128607011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3933320579128607011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-bffs.html' title='My BFF&apos;s'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SWy2cA8IqyI/AAAAAAAAAjE/LDzzspZhl1A/s72-c/Thankful_Tuesday.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-7250331788963381404</id><published>2009-01-12T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T13:42:39.631-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Me Monday&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>No I Am Not Going to Post That Picture!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; Before I get to today's post...I know that the holidays made me a slacker in my little blogger world but why oh why have I lost 2 followers in one week? WHAAA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OK enough whining...I have already did enough of that this week...or should I say I did not do that this week. Because I can honestly say I did not whine. You want to know what else I did not do? Let me tell you with permission from &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;Mckmama&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did not throw my step-son a pool party this past weekend. (That is not him with the blue goggles on.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290524310378075074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SWu31HOnU8I/AAAAAAAAAi8/zTU0OpC29iY/s200/January+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I did not forget to order his cake. I meant to get this cool one all along!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290524285057987874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SWu3zo51dSI/AAAAAAAAAis/ofoZgTSIF-8/s200/January+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While at the party, I did not let Riley talk me into getting in the pool. I stayed firm to my declaration of not getting in the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290524293966352386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SWu30KFwUAI/AAAAAAAAAi0/ncnpCw1BAqo/s200/January+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I most certainly did not forget to take the picture of me in my bra and panties (that my trainer made me take) off of my camera before the birthday party. So no! My sister-n-law and God knows who else did not see that picture when they were looking at the shots we had already taken. That would just be embarrassing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what didn't you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-7250331788963381404?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/7250331788963381404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=7250331788963381404' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7250331788963381404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7250331788963381404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-i-am-not-going-to-post-that-picture.html' title='No I Am Not Going to Post That Picture!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SWu31HOnU8I/AAAAAAAAAi8/zTU0OpC29iY/s72-c/January+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-535216871700841862</id><published>2009-01-09T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T15:10:01.170-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candid Carrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exersize'/><title type='text'>What The Evil Trainer Made Me Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SWfWYoSkiMI/AAAAAAAAAik/o8C_nwSd02o/s1600-h/rowsquat2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289432005990451394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SWfWYoSkiMI/AAAAAAAAAik/o8C_nwSd02o/s200/rowsquat2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what killed me today: Medicine Ball Squats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would type more but I am too sore. I kidd not. Go see &lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Candid Carrie&lt;/a&gt; for more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-535216871700841862?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/535216871700841862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=535216871700841862' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/535216871700841862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/535216871700841862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-evil-trainer-made-me-do.html' title='What The Evil Trainer Made Me Do'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SWfWYoSkiMI/AAAAAAAAAik/o8C_nwSd02o/s72-c/rowsquat2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-1099457071645418980</id><published>2009-01-08T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T07:52:59.504-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writers Workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>And Snow Is Not My Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a new obsession in my life. And thanks to &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama Kat's Writer Workshop &lt;/a&gt;you all get to hear about it (again.) Many of you may know what it is. It is my diet and exercise program. When I set my mind to something, I want to do it all the way. This is no different. The problem is that I tend to go from one obsession to another. (Remember my Nintendo DS post? I am over it.) But normally, I don't get over it until I reach my goal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is my goal? Oh it is so far out of reach, I am not sure I can obtain it. I know I need to set smaller goals in order to stay on track but even then, I have no idea what they should be. It is a dilemma, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But still, I am on track and loving the way it makes me feel. No, not the soreness. But the idea that I am doing this! It is so wonderful to realize that I am dong something to make me feel better, to be a better example for my kids, and well honestly, for my hubby to take notice. Sigh. That is another post all together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now on to my &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Thousand Word Thursday.&lt;/a&gt; Go check out &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheaper than Therapy&lt;/a&gt;. She has such a great blog. Always so down to earth! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288942824772926866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SWYZeiPw_ZI/AAAAAAAAAic/muYi9q_33ks/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is what it looks like outside my house right now. The picture is taken through my sliding glass door, so sorry for the glare. Hopefully it will melt soon. I hate the snow. It makes me feel trapped. Well, maybe because I am! If you can tell, I live on a hill and when it snows, I can't get down it. Sigh. But, it sure is pretty! It would be even better if the sun would come out though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288942821021969634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SWYZeURd7OI/AAAAAAAAAiU/QM9Y1D-osVo/s200/December+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-1099457071645418980?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/1099457071645418980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=1099457071645418980' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1099457071645418980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1099457071645418980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-snow-is-not-my-obsession.html' title='And Snow Is Not My Obsession'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SWYZeiPw_ZI/AAAAAAAAAic/muYi9q_33ks/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-5304169700614848831</id><published>2009-01-07T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T13:20:05.521-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dieting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exersize'/><title type='text'>Personal Trainer for You!</title><content type='html'>Day 2 with my personal trainer. I think the only thing that doesn't hurt on me is my face...Wait, yelp, I think that hurts too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we started out on the treadmill. I realize that the treadmill has TONS of benefits to get in shape and loose weight but I feel like a lab rat when I am on it! She pushed me two miles/fast walking at an incline. It took about 20mins. Now, I know for some of you this is nothing but I about DIED! On the positive note however, I didn't quit and my heart beat stayed in the burning fat range. Yeah! I need to burn fat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the treadmill we worked on my back. I had to do 3 sets of pull downs, lateral raises and a sitting cable...(I think that is how it is put.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I had to do 3 sets of a pull down that went across my chest. On this one, I had to do each arm one at a time. Then I had to do bicep curls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last set was HARD for me. We worked on abdomens. We laid on a bench and did vertical leg crunches. I had to touch her hand. She is a sadist I tell you! She keep raising her hand! Then I had to do oblique crunches. By the third set of these, I thought I would really die. But I didn't! Yeah for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for my diet....I am eating healthy foods! But I feel like I am over eating! I guess we will weigh in and see how that works out. I haven't had any carbonated beverages and so far...no headache! I am doing way better on that then I thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if I can just move to wash my hair, I will make it. I AM SO SORE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-5304169700614848831?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/5304169700614848831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=5304169700614848831' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5304169700614848831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5304169700614848831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/personal-trainer-for-you.html' title='Personal Trainer for You!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-9008026692139209688</id><published>2009-01-06T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:10:05.237-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bras'/><title type='text'>Lets Talk About Bras</title><content type='html'>The bra had to be made by a man. Seriously. I hate wearing a bra. Always have and unless some wonder of wonders happens, I always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my hatred of the bra, I am a woman that is in great need of one. You see....I am a little bit endowed. (size D) And between gravity and two kids they don't stand up to be noticed (if you know what I mean.) And because of this I have to have an under wire bra. So you see, even though I hate the contraptions, I am always in search of a great one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been times that I have thought I have found the "right" one, only to have the wire pop through the side days later, leaving me tugging at my bra in public, or going to the rest room to push that sucker back through. I will keep this routine up until I am fed up with it and just pull the wire out all together. Then I am stuck with one saggy boob and one perky one. Beautiful. Oh and before you tell me I need to hand wash my bras...I DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the under wire isn't the only problem I have. Nooooo. My bra straps wont stay up! I can get them so tight I leave marks on my shoulders and they will still fall down! Of course when I do that, I also have my boobs falling out of the bottom of the bra. That is real fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or what about when your boobs hang over the top of the bra? Yeah that is a great look. If lumpy boobs ever come in style, you guys let me know, I have the perfect bra to sport that look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and don't get me going on sports bras. I might as well have tape around me for all the good those do. Its the same with a swim suit. They suck your boobs in till your flat but hello...they can't suck your belly in! So then you are left with no shape but round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has to be a good bra out there somewhere. What is your favorite bra?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-9008026692139209688?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/9008026692139209688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=9008026692139209688' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/9008026692139209688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/9008026692139209688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/12/lets-talk-about-bras.html' title='Lets Talk About Bras'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-3451938173218294347</id><published>2009-01-05T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:29:37.882-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dieting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exersize'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Day One of My Personal Hell</title><content type='html'>Today was the first day with my personal trainer. Whoo! I thought at one point I would stop breathing! But alas, I did not. She put me through a physical fitness test and I think considering my weight and how long it has been since I worked out I did well. Probably the fact that I swim helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I hate to sweat but I guess I really need to get use to it because, I DID SWEAT! Wonder if you lose weight from sweat? I sure hope so!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the exercising will be hard but I have way to much pride to quit since I know the trainer and I am doing this at the same gym I teach at! HA! But the eating is already killing me and it is only the first day! I WANT POP! (Or soda depending on where you are from) Oh and I really want SOMETHING SWEET! HELP! So, guys you are going to have to give me some help. Any ideas you have to get me over my caffeine and sugar addiction are welcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cooking now too. Well, I did today and I plan to continue it throughout this process. I told hubby that he is doing the cooking on the weekends though. Oh do I enjoy his cooking. He does it so well and well, I like the fact that I don't have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a cook. There are only a few things I can cook, and if it isn't easy than well, I screw it up. So I am looking for some EASY healthy recipes to cook. Any suggestions? Maybe I will do a post on it linking back to you....Yeah....I think that is a great idea! So leave me a comment or shoot me an email at bluefieldswims at gmail dot com. I will do a post and link it back to you. Share your favorite easy recipe with the whole world! Well my readers anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-3451938173218294347?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/3451938173218294347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=3451938173218294347' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3451938173218294347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3451938173218294347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-one-of-my-personal-hell.html' title='Day One of My Personal Hell'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-2545460379967230636</id><published>2009-01-02T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T08:50:42.506-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Oh my gosh the holidays kicked my butt! We got so busy that I just didn't have any energy or thought process to blog! But I did have energy to play this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286731014126124194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SV492NgHPKI/AAAAAAAAAg0/qsBF4yn2ONs/s200/ds_lite_crimson_1_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was our Christmas present from my mom. It is so much fun! I am totally addicted! I think things will be better once I beat all the games we have! I am so OCD like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a wonderful Christmas! I have so many pictures I want to share...so with out further adu, I will get to it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As many of you may remember, Hubby's birthday was the 19th. I made him a cake! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286732185810201010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SV4-6aXXabI/AAAAAAAAAhE/NtPOehKb7wg/s200/December+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Christmas must put me in a baking mood cause my bff came over with her little girl and we made these. Can anyone tell me how to get sugar cookies to cut out? We can never get it to work so we just go with this! Still cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286732165754154354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SV4-5PpobXI/AAAAAAAAAg8/d41_BNCKIVw/s200/December+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; First day of Christmas was Christmas Eve, Eve. (You may remember this as well!) Riley was so good! His excitement made my Christmas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286732188748768530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SV4-6lT-ZRI/AAAAAAAAAhM/axigFgWbhrc/s200/December+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My niece not embarrassed at all that I made her hold up her panties!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286732202439561282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SV4-7YUHUEI/AAAAAAAAAhU/JPXXoIN9qxA/s200/December+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve was with Paul's family...again at my house! Cayden was so excited that all the kids were in the living room at once! He came out of the bed room with a great big! Here I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286732212589274770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SV4-7-H_ppI/AAAAAAAAAhc/zsD_KXIDkBM/s200/December+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Riley was excited with his new Kung Fu Panda Movie from Aunt Tabby!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286733544143866578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SV5AJejWStI/AAAAAAAAAhk/klLN9xr2SFY/s200/December+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tanner posed for his pic with his jersey from Aunt Tabby and his football from Uncle Mike&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286733577556913282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SV5ALbBo7II/AAAAAAAAAh8/wZfzDYWAUsM/s200/December+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Christmas morning the kids got to open gifts from us. Cayden had lots of pratice by then and did so good! (Short sleeves on Christmas morning! What is wrong with this picture?!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286733588218520242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SV5AMCvkIrI/AAAAAAAAAiE/YKgtxBBLwow/s200/December+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Riley got a VSmile from us and loved it! He thinks he is such a big boy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286733547856135858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SV5AJsYbBrI/AAAAAAAAAhs/z_2gUi2-quU/s200/December+194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After we opened gifts at our house Christmas, we headed up to my mom's for he official Christmas day dinner. The kids (again) got to open gifts from Nana and Papa (my aunt and uncle) and their kids. Tanya and Marcy and her hubby Jeff. This is Riley with his new IPOD (yeah, FM radio!) Just further proving his big boy status!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286733562226488274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SV5AKh6lM9I/AAAAAAAAAh0/_iLB-qeYpFI/s200/December+238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And no Christmas would be complete with out a photo of the family! Unfortunately, someone had to take the picture so Marcy isn't in it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286738699145688242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SV5E1ibjtLI/AAAAAAAAAiM/PojDw9zHtCY/s200/December+240.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;As you can see, I totally need to lose some weight, that is why I am excited to say, that I am starting with a personal trainer on Monday! Isn't that a great Christmas gift! (Thanks mom!) So be prepared for a lot of blogging about that! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So tell me...what was your favorite Christmas gift?!&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/5594586574479367463-2545460379967230636?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/2545460379967230636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=2545460379967230636' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2545460379967230636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2545460379967230636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SV492NgHPKI/AAAAAAAAAg0/qsBF4yn2ONs/s72-c/ds_lite_crimson_1_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-2056247998951049385</id><published>2008-12-23T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T07:54:59.802-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Eve, Eve?</title><content type='html'>I don't have a lot of time to blog...and I am willing to bet a lot of you don't have time to read! Christmas is right around the corner but it really starts for me today! This evening we are having Christmas with my mom and my brother, sister-n-law and my niece. Normally we do this on Christmas or Christmas Eve after we eat dinner with my aunt and her family but this year is a bit different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother moved closer to us (he is a preacher) and his new church always has candle light service on Christmas Eve. Since he has my niece on Christmas Eve this year and not Christmas...we have no other choice but to have it today. And since the hubby works today, we are having it here so he can make it on time. HERE! Christmas at my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally I was excited about that. I don't have to worry about the kids getting into anything at my moms because she refuses to put things up. But now that it is here...I realize I have gotten off easy all these years! Now, I have to clean, cook and be the hostess with the mostess! Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow isn't going to be any easier. We are having Christmas with Paul's family. The gift giving was a little easier this year, because we are just buying for Tabby....(if you don't remember why click &lt;a href="http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/tabby.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) and the kids. That relieves a little stress but still our Christmas celebration is at our home. Yeah! Cook and clean some more! YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day, will give me a bit of a break, I suppose. We will be heading up on the mountain to have Christmas Dinner with my mom and my aunt and her family. We are playing Dirty Santa this year....I hope I get something good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have typed way more than I planned. Guess I need to quit procrastinating and go clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas Eve Eve Everyone!&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/5594586574479367463-2056247998951049385?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/2056247998951049385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=2056247998951049385' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2056247998951049385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2056247998951049385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-eve-eve.html' title='Merry Christmas Eve, Eve?'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-8252849296129359274</id><published>2008-12-22T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T06:58:23.418-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Holiday Greetings!</title><content type='html'>I know have have posted most of these pictures...but I was sending them out in a Christmas Card to some of my friends via email and decided to share it with you as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4e6a49324e54637a4d413d3d0d0a&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link&amp;amp;blogview=true" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play Santa's Workshop" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4e6a49324e54637a4d413d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-8252849296129359274?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/8252849296129359274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=8252849296129359274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8252849296129359274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8252849296129359274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-greetings.html' title='Holiday Greetings!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-1140561746018111365</id><published>2008-12-19T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:48:17.391-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candid Carrie'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Today is my hubby's birthday! Happy Birthday Honey! I love you so much! 7 years ago, I met you and knew that my world would never be the same. You brought love into my life like I had never had before. You have stuck by me through some of the toughest times and it makes me stand in awe of how much I must mean to you as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281605109427255282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUwH3SdMt_I/AAAAAAAAAgs/VOWx8HoAcCU/s200/Gatlinburg+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever watched Its A Wonderful Life and thought about the dad (James Stewart) and how hard of a worker he is? He was so stressed out because he had taken on the pressure of the community, his family and his loved ones. Not being one to turn to others for help, he didn’t think past the fact that he “felt” like he had let them all down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we find as we watch the Bailey family, is that it is because of his hard work and dedication, the whole community bands together to bail him out in his time of need. I was thinking about all of this when I sat down to write about my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is the rock of our family, the financial provider, and the breadwinner. He does his job everyday to the best of his ability. If you ask his boss, I am sure you will hear that he is the hardest worker there. He takes pride in what he does and it shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he walks in the door of the evening, he can’t even put his bag down before the kids are jumping all over him for hugs and kisses. Our two year old starts telling him about our day while our one year old stretches out his arms saying “hold me-hold me” and he does. He holds our little ones close and listens to all they have to say before even moving out of the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so comforting when he is home. Unlike a lot of men, even though he works, he does most of the cooking. Oh my gosh, he can cook! He really is a man that takes care of all our needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like George Bailey in It’s A Wonderful Life. Having him in our lives makes it wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hop over to &lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Candid Carries&lt;/a&gt; for more Fabulous Friday Foto's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-1140561746018111365?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/1140561746018111365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=1140561746018111365' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1140561746018111365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1140561746018111365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUwH3SdMt_I/AAAAAAAAAgs/VOWx8HoAcCU/s72-c/Gatlinburg+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-5160153185959433397</id><published>2008-12-15T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:18:06.206-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Me Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>And He Didn't Even Flash His Chest to the Crowd!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going to change the rules to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/2008/12/not-me-monday_13.html"&gt;MckMamas Not Me Monday's&lt;/a&gt; a bit, to tell you what I did not do this weekend! This past weekend was full of Christmas joy. Saturday, we went to Bluefield's Christmas parade. The boys had a blast! They ran out in the road picking up thrown candy like they were big kids! And boy did they get a bag full of candy! Of course it helped that we knew several of the business &lt;strike&gt;my hubby's work&lt;/strike&gt; that were in the parade. One of my hubby's high school buddies was driving the float for his sons soccer team and was throwing mardi gra necklaces! Riley got two and didn't even have to lift up his shirt! Bahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pictures of the parade for your enjoyment! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What parade doesn't start out with its salute to its country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280046252761269298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUZ-F413xDI/AAAAAAAAAgc/UDzWFqYM3_Q/s200/December+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Followed By the high school band&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280046260854159106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUZ-GW_XdwI/AAAAAAAAAgk/LYkbhc4YwQA/s200/December+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Middle School Band (That's my old work buddy Candy! 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUZ9LKflZKI/AAAAAAAAAf0/g3dITBNnJVg/s200/December+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUZ9I7Aj-pI/AAAAAAAAAfs/6zpyrKn4S0U/s1600-h/December+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280045205370960530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUZ9I7Aj-pI/AAAAAAAAAfs/6zpyrKn4S0U/s200/December+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Horse drawn carriages (yes there is  carriage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280045189191401090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUZ9H-vDfoI/AAAAAAAAAfc/fnMA0xWTAqo/s200/December+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Carolers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUZ9IvKLwoI/AAAAAAAAAfk/cxl7npY32G8/s1600-h/December+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280045202190090882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUZ9IvKLwoI/AAAAAAAAAfk/cxl7npY32G8/s200/December+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget to recycle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUZ9HvoOpcI/AAAAAAAAAfU/t1WQitBzwzM/s1600-h/December+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280045185136240066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUZ9HvoOpcI/AAAAAAAAAfU/t1WQitBzwzM/s200/December+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will leave you with the sounds of our &lt;strike&gt;too load&lt;/strike&gt; fire department&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5cb1386f6e33c469" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5cb1386f6e33c469&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/5160153185959433397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=5160153185959433397' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5160153185959433397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5160153185959433397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-he-didnt-even-flash-his-chest-to.html' title='And He Didn&apos;t Even Flash His Chest to the Crowd!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUZ-F413xDI/AAAAAAAAAgc/UDzWFqYM3_Q/s72-c/December+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-6155743882900634991</id><published>2008-12-12T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:31:07.689-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candid Carrie'/><title type='text'>Friday Foto Finish Fiesta-Christmas Card Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/2008/12/friday-foto-finish-fiesta-12122008.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Candid Carries Friday Foto Finish Fiesta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I really got some great pictures this morning when I did the photo shoot for this year Christmas picture. This was one of my favorites of Riley. He said he wanted a picture with Rudolph. So, he grabbed him up and gave him a sweet little hug. Isn't it adorable?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278999970794612418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SULGgQyCpsI/AAAAAAAAAes/4czu5M-1Ct4/s200/December+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Getting pictures of Cayden wasn't as easy but then suddenly for one glorious picture....he smiled!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279002176513970226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SULIgpuhEDI/AAAAAAAAAe0/BXeIyli3gE0/s200/December+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the hardest part was taking a photo of them together. First, Riley would smile and Cayden would look on like he wanted no part of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279002190197868018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SULIhctAxfI/AAAAAAAAAfE/5o4ocwHYww0/s200/December+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then Cayden decided to play sneaky and give me a mischievous smile and just when I thought I got the right shot, I realized that Riley looked like he was thinking about world peace or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279002197648943010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SULIh4dfJ6I/AAAAAAAAAfM/VAPsOQh0d8U/s200/December+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I pulled out the ole look at this stuffed animal trick and they both smiled but didn't look at the camera. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279002182602924290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SULIhAaPIQI/AAAAAAAAAe8/_udsQMxJV70/s200/December+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh well, they both smiled. I will take it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-6155743882900634991?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/6155743882900634991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=6155743882900634991' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/6155743882900634991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/6155743882900634991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/12/friday-foto-finish-fiesta-christmas.html' title='Friday Foto Finish Fiesta-Christmas Card Edition'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SULGgQyCpsI/AAAAAAAAAes/4czu5M-1Ct4/s72-c/December+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-4816079147502788003</id><published>2008-12-12T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T16:40:54.438-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Proof Positive I Am CRAZY</title><content type='html'>So I get this request emailed to me to participate in a blogger personality group. I figure its a joke but it wasn't asking any questions that would allow them to steal my identity or anything so, I thought what the heck. There were two test you could take and I choose to take the longer version. Why? My kids were asleep and I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questionnaire I filled out measures scores on five different personality dimensions collectively known as the "Big Five". Anyway, the questions were random stuff such as do you like organization. You would then rate how well that statement represented you. These tests are always tricky I think. I mean they ask you the same questions over and over but in different ways. Then you or should I say I, start to analyze my reaction and think well it depends on the situation. To be frank, I over analyzed it WAY to much. But here for all to see is my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neuroticism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Neuroticism (sometimes also called Emotional Instability) is the tendency to experience negative emotions such as sadness or anxiety. People who score high on neuroticism are vulnerable to stress and tend to experience negative feelings more often. People who score low in neuroticism tend to be less susceptible to stress, and experience negative feelings relatively infrequently.&lt;br /&gt;You scored 44 out of 50. This score is higher than 99.4% of people who have taken this test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extraversion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraversion (or Extroversion) is the tendency to experience positive emotions and seek out stimulating situations. People who score high on extraversion tend to be active, energetic, and enjoy being around other people. In contrast, people who score low on extraversion, known as introverts, tend to be quiet, low-key, and are typically less involved in the social world.&lt;br /&gt;You scored 41 out of 50. This score is higher than 86.5% of people who have taken this test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Openness to experience&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience is a general tendency to appreciate emotion, adventure, and unusual ideas or experiences. People who are open to experience are intellectually curious, appreciative of art, and sensitive to beauty. People with low scores on openness tend to have more conventional, traditional interests.&lt;br /&gt;You scored 35 out of 50. This score is higher than 20.5% of people who have taken this test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Conscientiousness is the tendency to show self-discipline and persistence. People who score high on conscientiousness tend to be persistent, responsible, and duty-driven, but are sometimes perceived as being overly perfectionistic and concerned with order. Individuals low on conscientiousness tend to show less persistence and may have trouble seeing things through.&lt;br /&gt;You scored 32 out of 50. This score is higher than 39.7% of people who have taken this test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness is the tendency to be sympathetic and cooperative towards others. People who score high on agreeableness strive for social harmony and value getting along with others. Disagreeable people tend to be more suspicious and hostile towards others.&lt;br /&gt;You scored 42 out of 50. This score is higher than 82.6% of people who have taken this test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, have any of you ever taken these things? And do you know of a free Dr. I could go to, cause it is obvious I need help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-4816079147502788003?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/4816079147502788003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=4816079147502788003' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4816079147502788003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4816079147502788003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/12/proof-positive-i-am-crazy.html' title='Proof Positive I Am CRAZY'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-5365246391959700621</id><published>2008-12-10T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:56.534-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writers Workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>A Thousand Words (or less) About My Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been so behind on blogging lately. I really haven't a good reason...I have been at the computer Christmas shopping! I swear y'all it is addictive! And now that I have all of my shopping done, (yeah, aren't you jealous) well, I am kinda sad and upset I spent soooo much money. Oh the drama my tummy has.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, today is Writers Workshop and A Thousand Word Thursday. Want to join in? Well, you should because it is so super duper fun! Here is how...Head on over to &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama Kat's&lt;/a&gt;, she will hook you up with the Writer Workshop rules. After that (or hey maybe do this first!) head to &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Mom's&lt;/a&gt; place for A Thousand Word Thursday. Whatever you do, head over there. You will be missing a whole lot of fun if you don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, on to my assignment. The Prompts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) Allergies much?&lt;br /&gt;2.) Worst dentist experience ever.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Describe a "new road" you've taken in your life.&lt;br /&gt;4.) What would you say to a mouse who could talk?&lt;br /&gt;5.) Who is the best listener you know? What makes him or her such a good listener?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Humm, I personally think these are hard. I really don't want to talk about my allergies...and do you really want to hear about it? I had braces but I can't really tell you that I had a nail biting experience at a dentist office. I plan on taking a new road in the new year (yeah who doesn't) so I will save that for later. A talking mouse? Well I guess I would say "Hello Micky!" Or scream cause I am not a mouse lover. I guess the only thing left is the best listener. Who could that be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would have to say my mom is the best listener I know. I call her to tell her everything. She isn't much of a talker but she listens. When I say listen, I am not talking in my husband sort of way. He just nods and say really? When I ask him to repeat what I just said he says...Huh? I wasn't listening. I am sorry say that again." And then we repeat that same conversation over until I just give up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, my mom listens. When I was in Jr high and cried because of some boy that broke my heart, my mom sat there holding me and listening to every word. She always knew how to cheer me up and get me back on my feet. And now when I am aggravated with my hubby or the kids, she listens and provides input or help when needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom really is a fabulous listener and I am so lucky to have her as my best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278371357640860994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUCKyKTHpUI/AAAAAAAAAec/LeTZGKAVSd0/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278371363980168498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUCKyh6hzTI/AAAAAAAAAek/YZY5ic8TztU/s200/March+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-5365246391959700621?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/5365246391959700621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=5365246391959700621' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5365246391959700621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5365246391959700621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/12/thousand-words-or-less-about-my-mom.html' title='A Thousand Words (or less) About My Mom'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SUCKyKTHpUI/AAAAAAAAAec/LeTZGKAVSd0/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-4027398449434616925</id><published>2008-12-08T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:24:17.269-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Me Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>I Did Not Do That!</title><content type='html'>Its Not Me Monday over at &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/2008/12/i-have-found-that-there-is-little-more.html"&gt;Mckmama's&lt;/a&gt; and it is my turn to tell you in such a therapeutic way what I did, I mean, did not do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not give my children peanut butter crackers and watch Riley lick the peanut butter off of his cracker and proceed to feed said cracker to Cayden. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not cry when my hubby turned off the Christmas lights and in the process tipped the chair over and crashed himself and the chair into the Christmas tree. I didn't go back and laugh about it later when remembering what he looked like when it happened.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not look at my children in wonderment, knowing that at that moment, I was and am the luckiest girl alive to have those little boys in my life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not shop online all week for Christmas. I am not finding that online shopping is addictive!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not sing my kids to sleep every night with Christmas songs and I am certainly not going to do it for the rest of the season!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what did you not do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-4027398449434616925?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/4027398449434616925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=4027398449434616925' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4027398449434616925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4027398449434616925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-did-not-do-that.html' title='I Did Not Do That!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-8590673800553736272</id><published>2008-12-06T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:31:12.796-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog awards'/><title type='text'>The "Cool School"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my new favorite blogs to read &lt;a href="http://jamblogging.blogspot.com/"&gt;JAM's Own Reality&lt;/a&gt; left me a little goody on her page the other day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276769726321575074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/STraG8ruxKI/AAAAAAAAAeU/_z5nD1LH-x0/s200/butterfly-award-for-the-coolest-blo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Its nice to know that I am officially part of the "cool school!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As with most awards, there are some stipulations to receiving this award.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. Put the logo on your blog&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2. Add a link to the person who awarded you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3. Nominate 10 other blogs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4. Add links to those blogs on yours&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5. Leave a message for your nominees on their blogs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And the nominees are.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunshineandlemonade.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunshine and Lemonade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mommaneedsatimeout.blogspot.com/"&gt;Momma Needs Time Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelifeofsass.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama's Losin It&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://elainecarter24.blogspot.com/"&gt;Matters of the Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefunhousejennifer.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Fun House&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mimitchells.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tattooed Mini Van Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mimitchells.blogspot.com/"&gt;Buried with Children&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://laughingwithspoons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laughing with Spoons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheaper than Therapy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now go check them out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-8590673800553736272?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/8590673800553736272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=8590673800553736272' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8590673800553736272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8590673800553736272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/12/cool-school.html' title='The &quot;Cool School&quot;'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/STraG8ruxKI/AAAAAAAAAeU/_z5nD1LH-x0/s72-c/butterfly-award-for-the-coolest-blo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-6434877152295420328</id><published>2008-12-05T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:15:21.731-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candid Carrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Phavorite Phriday Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its &lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/2008/12/friday-foto-finish-fiesta-120408.html"&gt;Candid Carries Friday Foto Finish Fiesta Day!&lt;/a&gt; Come on and join the fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276401484795081346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/STmLMeGN8oI/AAAAAAAAAeE/P8ZL-bFw0pM/s200/Cayden+and+Riley2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last year I decided to do a quick photo shot by the tree for our Christmas card. The boys were in their Christmas PJ's fresh from their baths ad I gave it a shot. This is the one I decided on. I personally think it was just too cute! But hey I am their mom!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-6434877152295420328?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/6434877152295420328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=6434877152295420328' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/6434877152295420328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/6434877152295420328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/12/phavorite-phriday-photo.html' title='Phavorite Phriday Photo'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/STmLMeGN8oI/AAAAAAAAAeE/P8ZL-bFw0pM/s72-c/Cayden+and+Riley2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-2193861130099356543</id><published>2008-12-04T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T14:56:52.848-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writers Workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>Let Me Tell You About Two Friends of Mine</title><content type='html'>On Thursday's I take part in two things. The first is &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/2008/12/writers-workshop-high-school.html"&gt;Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop&lt;/a&gt; and the second is &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Mom's A Thousand Word Thursdays.&lt;/a&gt; These two ladies have WONDERFUL blogs and you should totally head over and check them out if you haven't already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/2008/12/writers-workshop-high-school.html"&gt;Mama Kat's prompts&lt;/a&gt; this week are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Tag! Post and write about the 6th picture from the 6th folder of your Flicker (or similar) account and then do the same for the 6th picture of the 6th folder on your computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.) Are you still friends with you high school friends? Describe them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) If you had to star in a reality TV show, which one would it be and why?&lt;br /&gt;4.) Describe a time when your pet caused chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many friends that I keep in touch with via email, myspace and facebook but I have two friends that I have had since Jr. high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia is my quite but feisty friend. She is one of those gals that you either love or you hate. I choose to love her. She is what I call my phone friend. No matter where we are at in our lives we always make sure to pick up the phone and fill in each other on our lives. She always remembers everyone and when she goes to tell me some juicy tidbit on this person or that person, I have learned to just pretend that I know who she is talking about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christy is my friend that have been through everything with. Boyfriends, marriages, first children, her divorce...you name it. She is one of those gals that will do anything for you. She has a great big heart and all she really wants in life is to find someone that can love her as much as she loves them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for my &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Thousand Word Thursday&lt;/a&gt; pics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276070044332940322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SThdwGKLXCI/AAAAAAAAAds/DS78wOwasbQ/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I give you...Alicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276070036811245218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SThdvqI3ZqI/AAAAAAAAAdc/nNbE67aWxgg/s200/Alicia.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And Christy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276070038377080786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SThdvv-MJ9I/AAAAAAAAAdk/egIjCzdQ6ws/s200/Christy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-2193861130099356543?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/2193861130099356543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=2193861130099356543' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2193861130099356543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2193861130099356543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-me-tell-you-about-two-friends-of.html' title='Let Me Tell You About Two Friends of Mine'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SThdwGKLXCI/AAAAAAAAAds/DS78wOwasbQ/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-7733398228811317582</id><published>2008-12-03T07:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T07:54:56.402-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Holiday Ideas</title><content type='html'>Ah the chaos of the holidays. I have been so busy these past couple of days. Thanksgiving at moms, Thanksgiving here (only took one very disturbing picture of the already carved turkey,) I taught a Lifeguard class this past weekend and I have been trying to pay bills and find money in there somewhere for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that all utility companies should give us the month of December off. Don't you? I mean instead of bailing all of these companies out, why not give some money to the utility companies? That will free us (the consumer) up to spend money with everyone else. Thus creating a win win situation. Don't you think that would work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should have ran for president. I can see my ad campaign now. Somebody get the White House on the phone for me. They need to hear my idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-7733398228811317582?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/7733398228811317582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=7733398228811317582' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7733398228811317582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7733398228811317582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-ideas.html' title='Holiday Ideas'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-8846471206353320028</id><published>2008-12-02T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:09:30.736-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Don't Cha Wish....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you guys remember when I posted &lt;a href="http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-wish-for-christmas.html"&gt;this?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was for a chance to win this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275269893466292978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/STWGBL5fAvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/uuLmTMu8RNg/s200/wish.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Mom at Cheaper than Therapy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5355571"&gt;Kristen's Custom Creations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the I found out that I won! WHOO HOO! So yesterday, I got it in the mail. I have tried with all my might to take a picture of it but for some reason it just wont turn out but it looks exactly like it does above and I just love it on me! Aren't you jealous?! Hee hee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well let me get back to doing some online shopping. It has been keeping me terribly busy these days. Who needs to fight the crowds when you can get free shipping!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and if you are doing some online shopping, stop by Kristen's place. If you want to look like me you can get this necklace and 5 bucks of it goes to Toys for Tots! So not only will you be helping out needy children but you will be helping me start a new trend. I think we should call it the Jo-Jo. What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-8846471206353320028?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/8846471206353320028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=8846471206353320028' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8846471206353320028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8846471206353320028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-cha-wish.html' title='Don&apos;t Cha Wish....'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/STWGBL5fAvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/uuLmTMu8RNg/s72-c/wish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-2193712161729628002</id><published>2008-11-28T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T09:09:48.389-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candid Carrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Candid Shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's finally Friday! Enjoy my candid (tee-hee-hee. get it? candid? candid carrie?) Thanksgiving Day shots for &lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday-foto-finish-fiesta-leftovers.html"&gt;Candid Carries Friday Foto Finish Fiesta!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't Mom's Turkey beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273754370116534690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/STAjqHd1waI/AAAAAAAAAcU/wULzm5SdubI/s200/Thanksgiving+at+Moms+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Johnny did the carving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273754374307101634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/STAjqXE8u8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/XjrI4td-ilo/s200/Thanksgiving+at+Moms+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had food lined up across the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273754392439287922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/STAjran_8HI/AAAAAAAAAc0/6USm9CdSegs/s200/Thanksgiving+at+Moms+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy was it tasty! Just ask mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273754387210540690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/STAjrHJXlpI/AAAAAAAAAcs/2qUEEAYjMdw/s200/Thanksgiving+at+Moms+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Cayden. He thought the rolls were out of this world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273754381579764386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/STAjqyK4wqI/AAAAAAAAAck/uSOaLt0g4OE/s200/Thanksgiving+at+Moms+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley preferred the whipped cream...YUMM YUMM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273754676240782098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/STAj773jExI/AAAAAAAAAdM/nl3-fEWZ08w/s200/Thanksgiving+at+Moms+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't for get the fun afterwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273754671225589410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/STAj7pL1TqI/AAAAAAAAAdE/t9whFjInZfI/s200/Thanksgiving+at+Moms+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or just really cute shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273754667259500194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/STAj7aaPlqI/AAAAAAAAAc8/mwZDyMc_ANs/s200/Thanksgiving+at+Moms+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Thanksgiving Everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stayed tuned to the Hess Thanksgiving that is happening at my house this weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-2193712161729628002?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/2193712161729628002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=2193712161729628002' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2193712161729628002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2193712161729628002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/candid-shots.html' title='Candid Shots'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/STAjqHd1waI/AAAAAAAAAcU/wULzm5SdubI/s72-c/Thanksgiving+at+Moms+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-4466575809235355363</id><published>2008-11-27T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T05:29:37.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>A Thousand Word Thursday-Thanksgiving Day Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SS6ePfAQGaI/AAAAAAAAAbg/YHC_CXKJN3I/s1600-h/ATWT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273326202555210146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SS6ePfAQGaI/AAAAAAAAAbg/YHC_CXKJN3I/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riley is working hard on his Me-maw a Thanksgiving Day Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273326186189943458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SS6eOiCd8qI/AAAAAAAAAbI/WG2vvAH-W-c/s200/Nov+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hard work paid off. Its a masterpiece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SS6eOzstIyI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/exPrJRiPKpU/s1600-h/Nov+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273326198118307090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SS6ePOeaVRI/AAAAAAAAAbY/EEMoYCoiits/s200/Nov+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cayden not to be outdone, decided to stop eating the crayons and work on a picture for himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273326182597600850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SS6eOUp_JlI/AAAAAAAAAbA/VCoVCIHGbGE/s200/Nov+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, he did a good job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273327890733345954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SS6fxv9SLKI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SBDnL4Oiii4/s200/Nov+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5594586574479367463-4466575809235355363?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/4466575809235355363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=4466575809235355363' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4466575809235355363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4466575809235355363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/thousand-word-thursday-thanksgiving-day.html' title='A Thousand Word Thursday-Thanksgiving Day Edition'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SS6ePfAQGaI/AAAAAAAAAbg/YHC_CXKJN3I/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-5216097847165312139</id><published>2008-11-26T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T07:40:25.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Twilight-Movie Review</title><content type='html'>Ah the movie Twilight. How many of you saw it? Did you like? Guess what? I didn't. Oh there were parts in there that was good, and for the most part they stayed pretty close to the book. But there was something lacking in the movie. I think it was the story. It seemed to me they went from fact to fact so quick that the flow of the story was left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it was because the story wasn't for me. It really was made for the squealing teenage girl that the movie targeted. I knew when I read the book that it would be, but there was so much sexual tension in the book that you forgot that it was made for teens...but hey who else does sexual tension better than teens? Huh? (And on that note, I am locking my boys up until they are 30.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I really didn't like was how the movie was shot and put together. Maybe it is from my years of working in TV or the fact that hubby still does. Whatever the reason, parts of the movie reminded me of the &lt;em&gt;Blair Witch Project,&lt;/em&gt; leaving me dizzy and nauseous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The acting wasn't as good as I hoped, Bella (Kristen Stewart) seemed way to much of a snarling tom boy and just not a right fit for me. There were scene's that were good, like the kiss in her bedroom but other than that I never fell in love with her as Bella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did fall in love with James though...Oh my, now he was hot. I did feel myself crack up when they all got down in vampire crouch style ready to fight! Come on now, I know a few of you chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I was disappointed, I knew going in, this movie was not made for me yet,  I have always enjoyed a good teen flick (Lost Boys, Sons Of Ipswich, heck Harry Potter) but Twilight left me bored and thinking how I was going to make it up to my hubby for making him go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you go? Did you like it? Tell me why? Am I going to lose any readers? Oh and on that note: P.S. The book was awesome and I will read the rest, I will just forget about going to see anymore movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-5216097847165312139?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/5216097847165312139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=5216097847165312139' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5216097847165312139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5216097847165312139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-movie-review.html' title='Twilight-Movie Review'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-3604925607071695900</id><published>2008-11-25T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:18:39.269-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful Tuesday'/><title type='text'>I Am Thankful for My Family!</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving is only 2 days away and &lt;a href="http://laughingwithspoons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laughing with Spoons&lt;/a&gt; is reminding us what a wonderful time it is to reflect on how thankful we are for family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I found out the my washer and dryer came from my aunt, uncle and mom. You see, my washer would not wring out my clothes and my dryer quit drying! So as a wonderful Thanksgiving blessing, they pitched in and got me a matching set! They are heavy duty and wonderful! I can wash a whole load of clothes in an hour! It use to take four! I am so lucky to have a mom and aunt and uncle that care for me and do things that will help me. They truly are wonderful!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My niece is at this moment sitting at my dinning room table. I haven't been able to spend time with her in so long. I am so thankful that she is here for the day. She is such a joy to be around!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My husband made a list last night of 10 reason he should quit smoking. At the top of his list was Because I Love My Family! I am so lucky to have a man in my life that loves us.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My kids are happy, healthy and lovable. I can't believe that I have such wonderful kids in my life! They are so beautiful, and kind. I truly am blessed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last but not least, I am so lucky to have my sister-n-law. I know she lost everything in the fire last Thursday, but we could have lost her. I am so lucky to have someone that means so much to me. She, even today, was out doing something for me! Imagine! She, who is the one in need, is caring about me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So tell me, what is it about your family that you are thankful for? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-3604925607071695900?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/3604925607071695900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=3604925607071695900' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3604925607071695900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3604925607071695900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-thankful-for-my-family.html' title='I Am Thankful for My Family!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-2281047947947571691</id><published>2008-11-24T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:44:20.591-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Me Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>I Most Certainly Did Not...</title><content type='html'>What did you do this past week? Me? Well, I feel as if I have been going non-stop for days on end. But more importantly, I can tell you what I DID NOT do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It did not whine Thursday over money problems and then have a REAL tragedy hit me in the face.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not see God at work in my families lives over the past week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not have a knock at my door this morning with a man saying he was delivering my new washer and dryer...Uh, I did not order that. But guess what they insisted on giving them to me anyway! And installing them! And they took away my old washer and dryer! For some reason, they said they were bought for me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not get to see my hubby's best friends baby for the first time since his birth yesterday and get teary eyed when my two year old ask for another brother. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not get teary eyed again when he helped me hold the baby. Something about babies does not make me cry!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not worry about my kids these past few days because they wont eat. Kids do that sometimes, there is nothing to worry about.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not get to see Twilight Saturday night and much to &lt;a href="http://shannonsnuthouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shannon's &lt;/a&gt;dismay get disappointed at the movie (my review to come later this week.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;By the way, I did not start a load of laundry in my new washer and dryer as soon as the movers left!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not stay on the phone this weekend trying to find ways to help my sister-n-law out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not jump for joy this morning despite my hubby's hatefulness because today he quit smoking!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tell me now, what did you not do this past week? Better yet, link up at &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/2008/11/not-me-monday_24.html"&gt;Mckmama's&lt;/a&gt; and tell a whole bunch of people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. Who can tell me how to set up this Pay-Pal thing so people can make donations?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-2281047947947571691?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/2281047947947571691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=2281047947947571691' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2281047947947571691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2281047947947571691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-most-certainly-did-not.html' title='I Most Certainly Did Not...'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-1560204052017147636</id><published>2008-11-22T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T07:16:44.458-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tabby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donations'/><title type='text'>Help Provide Hope</title><content type='html'>I want to thank all of you for your kind words and prayers over the past two days. They really have meant the world to me! It is so amazing the sense of family you start to get with your blogging community!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the story that our local T.V. station did on the story of Tabby's House Fire. You can find it &lt;a href="http://www.wvva.com/Global/story.asp?S=9394174"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271498424460628162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SSgf4zAB0MI/AAAAAAAAAa4/HXmQn0_ghPU/s200/tabs+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three people were left homeless after a fire completely destroyed a home in Glenwood.&lt;br /&gt;The fire started around 6 p.m. Thursday evening at a residence on Larue Road just off Route 20.&lt;br /&gt;Two individuals were inside the home when the blaze started but managed to escape without getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Crews from Green Valley and East River Fire Departments were on the scene battling the blaze for several hours.If you would like to help out the victims of this fire with a monetary donation, a fund has been set up at New Peoples Bank. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can make donations payable to: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tabatha D. Hess &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;C/O New Peoples Bank &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.O. Box 517 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bluefield, Virginia 24605.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If anyone would like to make a donation, I would be indebted to you. I really want to make her life a little easier. She has worked so hard for so long for what she has. She has lost it all. She was the one in the family that kept up with all of the pictures, painting and furniture that use to belong to my husbands parents. All of that is gone. Why don't you help make things a little easier for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If anyone would like to help me make a widget so people can post it on their blogs, I would be more than grateful. If you guys would also add a little link in you next blog back to this blog entry, I would appreciate that as well. Anything we can do to get the message out there to give her a little hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks to all of you in advance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-1560204052017147636?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/1560204052017147636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=1560204052017147636' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1560204052017147636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1560204052017147636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/help-provide-hope.html' title='Help Provide Hope'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SSgf4zAB0MI/AAAAAAAAAa4/HXmQn0_ghPU/s72-c/tabs+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-7318180043282146461</id><published>2008-11-20T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T05:55:53.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candid Carrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Tabby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/"&gt; Candid Carrie&lt;/a&gt; has given me a wonderful opportunity via her &lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday-foto-finish-fiesta-112108.html"&gt;Friday Foto Finish Fiesta&lt;/a&gt; to share something very important, and after you read here, please head over to her blog to join in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270926019224152274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SSYXSbU4KNI/AAAAAAAAAaw/bnJ0E6UNIwc/s200/Camera+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a picture of my sister-n-law and I taken at the Bramwell Oktoberfest in 2007. Since my husband and I were married, she has became my sister. When things go wrong, I turn to her. She always there for me. She even listens when I need to rant about my husband! I don't call her friend because in every way she is my sister.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am writing this while I am awaiting my husband to come home. You see, tonight she had a house fire and lost everything. Fortunately she was renting and she can always find another place to rent. Unfortunately, she did not have renters insurance so she has lost everything! She also had a roommate and her roommate had a little boy. He is three. They lost everything as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so happy that I work with the American Red Cross, I knew to call them right away to get the ball rolling. They will be able to purchase an outfit and a pair of shoes...and though that seems like a little bit, I know it means a lot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to set up a fund for them, but I don't know how or what to do. I know that there is a broad outreach in our blogging community and I am asking for your help. If any of you have any advice on how to set up some funding for something like this, I want to know. This woman, my sister-n-law means the world to me. Her roommate a long time family friend and her little boy~who can not begin to understand what has happened and why all of his things are gone need help. And I feel like I have to help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If any of you feel the need to pass this post on to anyone, please feel free to do so. Blog about it. Talk about it with your friends. Anyone that may be able to help or know of way to help, I want to know about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the meantime, please do the most important thing that they need. Pray.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-7318180043282146461?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/7318180043282146461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=7318180043282146461' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7318180043282146461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7318180043282146461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/tabby.html' title='Tabby'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SSYXSbU4KNI/AAAAAAAAAaw/bnJ0E6UNIwc/s72-c/Camera+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-1717457410092818098</id><published>2008-11-20T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T06:47:05.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writers Workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>Too Stressed</title><content type='html'>Want to know what I do on Thursday's? Well, I will tell you. I wait impatiently all week to write my little prompt for &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/2008/11/writers-workshop-i-remember-when.html"&gt;Mama Kat&lt;/a&gt; and show off my picture for &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/2008/11/thousand-words-thursday_20.html"&gt;The Mom&lt;/a&gt;. Wont you join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was teaching swimming lessons over the summer. I was so busy, I had time for little else! My kids were provided for, our cabinets were stocked and life was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash to today, I have had two calls (one from the power and one from the water) wanting payment before disconnect. My kids need diapers, there isn't anything to fix for dinner and I am stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...this is a whinny post. But I am whinny right now...actually, I am crying. My chest hurts and I can't hardly breath. Pray for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270749643302714962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SSV23_0TPlI/AAAAAAAAAao/_4kp5pLH4K4/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270749635212623458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SSV23hrePmI/AAAAAAAAAag/-TzfXSrwsxI/s200/Steelers+Family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is a picture of us shortly last year around this time. Tanner wanted all of us to get our pictures made in our Steelers clothes. It was $4.99 at Walmart so I robbed the couch of its change and off we went. Paul was not excited when he saw his boss. We did kinda look funny!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-1717457410092818098?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/1717457410092818098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=1717457410092818098' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1717457410092818098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1717457410092818098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/too-stressed.html' title='Too Stressed'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SSV23_0TPlI/AAAAAAAAAao/_4kp5pLH4K4/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-2952277021040675494</id><published>2008-11-19T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:04:28.345-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>You Make My Heart Sing</title><content type='html'>I have to say that the giveaways that are coming out this week are making my heart sing! The only thing that would be better is actually winning one of these things! So I will get on with it and tell you about two of the latest giveaways I have entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelifeofsass.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sass&lt;/a&gt; is having an ultra cool contest that requires a little thinking on your part. You must read her otherwise "normal" post and find the quotes embed and then attach them to the movie/song. Great Fun! What you will win is a coffee induced coma or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunshineandlemonade.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kat&lt;/a&gt; is having the giveaway of a lifetime (that is if you are a Twilight Fan and we ALL know I am a new Twilight fan.) You win a whole bunch of Twilight stuff to help you get ready for the viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To enter you have to go visit these hilarious ladies blogs...but hey, if you don't then my chances of winning is better! (snicker) So go and leave these ladies some comment love and be done with it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-2952277021040675494?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/2952277021040675494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=2952277021040675494' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2952277021040675494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2952277021040675494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-make-my-heart-sing.html' title='You Make My Heart Sing'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-1921314608663479755</id><published>2008-11-18T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T06:39:40.024-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Thankfulness</title><content type='html'>Denise over at &lt;a href="http://laughingwithspoons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laughing with Spoons&lt;/a&gt; is encouraging all of us to remember each week what to be thankful for! With Thanksgiving coming up, I thought this was a wonderful way to really get in the spirit of thankfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am thankful for my husband. It will be 5 years next month that we stood in front of my mom's Christmas tree surrounded only by our close friends and family, taking our vows. Since than we have went through a lot of hard times and we have enjoyed some wonderful times. And I can honestly say, that we have more of a partnership now than we ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on this day, Thankful Tuesday, I can honestly say, that I am more in love with him than I was the day we were married. I love you, honey, and I am so very thankful that I have you and that our children have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, what are you thankful for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-1921314608663479755?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/1921314608663479755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=1921314608663479755' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1921314608663479755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1921314608663479755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankfulness.html' title='Thankfulness'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-2376476222505973161</id><published>2008-11-16T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T07:23:38.645-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Me Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>The Loving Mckmama</title><content type='html'>Today is Monday...Not Me Monday. And I just went to visit &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;Mckmama&lt;/a&gt; to see if her link was up and what I found was astounding! I am not sure how to explain what a blessing she is to so many. I would ask that you visit her and &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/2008/11/post-in-which-i-give-back-to-you-in.html"&gt;read this blog&lt;/a&gt; in which she inspires me and so many others to remember to believe in the power of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to my Not Me's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that told my hubby he could go hang out with his buddy Friday night and then sat there upset that he went. That would just be silly and a little nutty of me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that switched the place we were going out to eat with my family 3 or 4 times to only be disappointed at the food we ate. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that was upset with my youngest because he wouldn't stay in his crib once I put him to bed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that felt bad when said child had a dirty diaper that I was apparently trying to make him sleep in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that found that same child with poo all over his hands and crib this morning from "playing" in it. YUCK!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that cried while watching Jack Frost last night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that is extremely annoyed (again) at the hubby's ex because she seems to think she calls the shots in our lives.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that left the pool with wet hair when it was 30 degrees outside.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that was trying to will the photographer from the local newspaper to take a picture of my student at the pool in hopes that he would mention that I teach swimming lessons. That would be a shameless plug!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that sat here typing away while my hubby waxed the floors! Ha! I LOVE IT!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-2376476222505973161?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/2376476222505973161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=2376476222505973161' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2376476222505973161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2376476222505973161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/loving-mckmama.html' title='The Loving Mckmama'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-4708274323407757193</id><published>2008-11-16T14:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T14:01:17.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Jib Jab</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; 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decided to come up with a disgusting list (via other bloggers) of "Would You Rather's." I am disgusting enough to join in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://3bedroombungalow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kat&lt;/a&gt; wants to know: Would you rather eat a cockroach or a bull nut? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I would think bull nuts are cleaner than cockroaches. Still-Yuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://imnotyouraveragesoccermom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brandy&lt;/a&gt; wonders: Would you rather not shower for a month or not brush your teeth for a month? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am a woman...I have to be clean. Chew some gum or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://thelifeofmeplusthree.blogspot.com/"&gt;April&lt;/a&gt; asks: Would you rather....have to have sex everyday for a year straight or go six months without it? Knowing you HAVE to do it everyday VS. the anticipation of what is to come in 6 months.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Well, in my world I have a 1 year old and a 2 year old, so everyday is out of the question!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.ourhappynest.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashley&lt;/a&gt; wants to know all kinds of good stuff: Would you rather find true love or 1 million dollars?&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; I am already married...bring on the money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you rather always have to say everything on your mind or never speak again? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I would probably have to say what is on my mind rather than not speak to my loved ones again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Would you rather know it all or have it all? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh give it all to me. I want it all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://newkate.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt; wonders: Would you rather have extremely bad tourettes or uncontrollable orgasms? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Uncontrollable orgasms. Case closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Would you rather skip Christmas for a year or skip your birthday for a year? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Can I skip my birthday? Why didn't anyone tell me that before I turned 30?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://www.reesesviewoftheworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; asks: Would you rather be followed by a cloud of dust or a cloud of gnats? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yuck. I hate gnats. Bring on the dirt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://michelle-onecraftymama.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt; wants to gross you out: Would you rather eat a toenail omelet or a hair sandwich?&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; If you have every...umm....had oral intercourse...you may have had a hair sandwich. BAHAHAHA. Sorry, I couldn't resist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you rather lick the discharge from a cats eye or lick the dried spit from the corner of a teachers mouth?&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; There is no rather..this is disgusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;a href="http://thefunhousejennifer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jennifer&lt;/a&gt; wants to know: Would you rather have dinner with the Obamas or go on a date with George Clooney? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Considering I'm a Republican I'd have to say George Clooney. I can hear the boos already. (Keeping Tattoos answer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. and as an after thought she wanted to know...Would you rather be paralyzed or blind? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That is a tough one. I would miss seeing my babies faces...if I was paralyzed, I may be able to get new legs...Remember Forrest Gump?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I said: Would you rather blog or sleep? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I choose both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;a href="http://wheresmyangels.blogspot.com/"&gt;G from Where's My Angels&lt;/a&gt;: Would you rather take a cheese grater to your sunburned back, or pour alcohol in a new hole in your toe. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I would totally put alcohol in a new hole. Painful but useful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;a href="http://yayastuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yaya&lt;/a&gt;: Would you rather use the woods or a port-o-potty? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Woods. Hands down. Port-O-Potties are NASTY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;a href="http://1bitrcountrygirl.wordpress.com/"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt;: Would you rather walk across hot coals or drive a nail through your foot? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hot coals. Nails hurt forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;a href="http://minebymagpie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Magpie&lt;/a&gt;: Would you rather have city street water splash on your bare feet (ew ew ew) or lick a shovel from a horse barn? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Duh! I can wash my feet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;a href="http://heatherinlebanon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt;: Would you rather join a &lt;a href="http://www.lulaville.com/2008/11/we-start-early-round-here.html"&gt;charlie horse orgy&lt;/a&gt; or take ten four-year-olds on a field trip to some ancient Indian burial grounds? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What is so wrong with 4 year olds in the open. Make it a museum and you might change my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;a href="http://nanasboxnonprofit.blogspot.com/"&gt;AngieDe&lt;/a&gt; apparently has way to much time on her hands to think about weird shit: Would you rather have to go pee ALL the time, or have to go pee really bad but never be able to go?&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Rather be going all the time. We pee for a reason...don't want that stuff giving me infections!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Would you rather drown in Coke or Pepsi? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am a Coke girl...At least I would die happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Would you rather eat a bar of soap or drink a bottle of dish washing liquid? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I rather is a bar of soap from a hotel. (hee-hee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Would you rather be stranded on an island alone or with someone you hate?&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Someone I hate. We would probably be so determined to get away from each other that we would find a way off that island!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;a href="http://www.mydogumentary.wordpress.com/"&gt;Angela&lt;/a&gt;: Would you rather paper cut your eyeball or step on a nail? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nail...my hubby cut his eyeball and lets just say I don't want to experience that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;a href="http://blackbettysbizkits.wordpress.com/"&gt;Black Betty&lt;/a&gt; who knows she's a perv asks: Would you rather receive a golden shower or a roman shower? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Had to look that up...GROSS! Pee on me...I may not throw up (hee hee-get it) if you did that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;a href="http://luvmydoxies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cyndy&lt;/a&gt;, a fellow Dysfunctional Mom wonders: Would you rather lick a frog or drink rusty water?&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; I've heard that licking a frog may make your trip...You probably couldn't taste the rusty water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;a href="http://stephscafe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Crack whore, better known as Live.Love.Eat&lt;/a&gt; asks a very thought provoking question: As a blogger, would you rather be famous like Dooce and too busy to really connect with bloggers, or not so famous and have connections? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Can I have lots and lots of connections?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;a href="http://hulassecrets.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hula&lt;/a&gt;: Would you rather live without water or electricity? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You must have water to live....I can go to the library or a friends house when I want to blog...but they all live to far away if I want to flush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;a href="http://richmondzoo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Captain Dumbass&lt;/a&gt;: Would you rather shave your head with a cheese grater or be audited? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have never been audited but from what I hear I don't want to...Bring on the cheese grater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. My new whacked out friend &lt;a href="http://maternalmirth.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sassy&lt;/a&gt; would like to throw in: Would you rather drink a gallon of dirty hot dog water OR a shot glass of foot sweat? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hot Dog water...hope a roman shower lover isn't there....because the puking would come right after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Would you rather loose your 4 front teeth after bouncing your head off a cement curb OR get a paper cut on your eye?&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; I value the money my parents spent on braces...I guess I now have to get my eye cut. Dag on it! Wish I had already done that...Now my eye and my foot will hurt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Would you rather have explosive diarrhea OR uncontrolled vomiting? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I had both when I was pregnant...I hate to vomit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;a href="http://dramamamak8.blogspot.com/"&gt;Drama Mama&lt;/a&gt; came in on the last minute with this doozy: Would you rather have a Permanent Yeast Infection or Permanent Hemorrhoids? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh I think I would have to go with the hemmohoids...I HATE yeast infections!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;a href="http://annagain66.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ann&lt;/a&gt; asked : Would you rather be able to read your husband's mind? Or have him be able to read yours? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He does not need to know everything that is going on in my head...but I do his!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;a href="http://ntgsoutham.blogspot.com/"&gt;Toni&lt;/a&gt; asked: Would you rather suffer from incurable baldness, everywhere, or wolf man's disease, everywhere?&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Got to say bald. Man would I really fly in the pool then! I wouldn't have to shave or wear a swim cap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;! hee-hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Would you rather share your house with a skunk or a porcupine?&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; I would just stay away from the porcupine...the skunk smell would follow me everywhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. &lt;a href="http://emptynesters3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Betty&lt;/a&gt; asked: Would you rather eat opossum roadkill (that's been jacked up) or Bambi? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hit Bambi once with my car...well Bambi hit me...Tore my car up! I will eat him to get him back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Head on over to &lt;a href="http://tattooedminivanmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tattooed Mama's blog&lt;/a&gt; and join in on all the thinking fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-3100725337371644177?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/3100725337371644177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=3100725337371644177' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3100725337371644177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3100725337371644177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/would-you-rather.html' title='Would You Rather?'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-7583233367347395707</id><published>2008-11-14T06:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T07:06:53.657-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candid Carrie'/><title type='text'>Presenting Fx4</title><content type='html'>TGIF everyone! Today is &lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Friday Foto Finish Fiesta with Candid Carrie!&lt;/a&gt; And I have choose to give you the viewing pleasure of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RILEY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268519783610209106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SR2K1FI0U1I/AAAAAAAAAaY/Hf0Dzf-2lfk/s200/Halloween+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Riley taken a couple of days before Halloween. I had taken the boys to get their hair trimmed, and of course pictures had to be taken to show off the new cuts! Now, to get a good picture of Riley, takes timing and skill. He, for some reason, always throws his hand up like he is going to smack the camera! !?! So I was so proud when I got this shot. However, once I was inspecting it I found one thing wrong with this picture. Can you see it? There is a shoe, sitting on his shoulder! What!?! First, how is a shoe just propped up that way and second, why is the shoe there? Guess I need to get a little more skill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Head on over to &lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Candid Carries&lt;/a&gt; to link in! You will be glad you did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-7583233367347395707?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/7583233367347395707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=7583233367347395707' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7583233367347395707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7583233367347395707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/presenting-fx4.html' title='Presenting Fx4'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SR2K1FI0U1I/AAAAAAAAAaY/Hf0Dzf-2lfk/s72-c/Halloween+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-9104022885641325345</id><published>2008-11-12T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:22:19.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writers Workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>I Thought I Saw</title><content type='html'>Today is Thursday and that means it is my favorite time of the week. It is Writers Workshop AND A Thousand Words Thursday! Head over to &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/2008/11/your-assignmentshould-you-choose-to_11.html"&gt;Mama Kat's&lt;/a&gt; for your writing prompts and then head on over to &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/2008/11/your-assignmentshould-you-choose-to_11.html"&gt;Cheaper than Therapy&lt;/a&gt; for her link to A Thousand Words Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I saw a bird fly by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw it out of the corner of my eye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But every time I look to see, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the bird somehow eludes me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I saw a spider crawl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But apparently that is not what I saw at all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was just a thought in my head &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that my imagination must have fed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I saw a flower grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you can not see that, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It must have been the wind that took, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That flower up from its root. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I saw my fingers fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But what I saw with my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was a flood of thoughts run threw my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a little poem for you to find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing how I started writing, in hopes to write a nice little story for you to read but once my fingers started typing a poem flew out of me. See! I can't stop rhyming! AHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here is a little eye candy for your viewing pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267909760527738290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRtgBEERpbI/AAAAAAAAAaI/j4JIxDaNN-o/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267909776277643506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRtgB-vWIPI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/L8FamyM4Drk/s200/Hi+there!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't think I ever showed you guys Cayden's first birthday pictures. Isn't this the most adorable picture you have ever seen! I mean I know all of you have kids but seriously, this picture is ADORABLE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-9104022885641325345?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/9104022885641325345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=9104022885641325345' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/9104022885641325345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/9104022885641325345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-thought-i-saw.html' title='I Thought I Saw'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRtgBEERpbI/AAAAAAAAAaI/j4JIxDaNN-o/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-6851892868886689131</id><published>2008-11-12T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T06:37:37.776-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toys for Tots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheaper than Therapy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristen'/><title type='text'>My Wish for Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.klacustomcreations.etsy.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Kristen's Custom Creations?" src="http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq18/klacustomcreations/DSC02539-2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is strange that I when I was over at &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/2008/11/wish-necklace-giveaway.html"&gt;Cheaper than Therapy's &lt;/a&gt;blog I found exactly what I was wanted to blog about today. The Mom, with help of &lt;a href="http://www.kristenandrewsonline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristen&lt;/a&gt; is having a giveaway to help needy children have a wonderful Christmas. I am sure you have all heard about the &lt;a href="http://www.toysfortots.org/default.asp"&gt;Marine Toys for Tots foundation&lt;/a&gt;?! No? Then I am more than happy to tell you about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The primary goal of Toys for Tots is to deliver, through a shiny new toy at Christmas, a message of hope to needy youngsters that will motivate them to grow into responsible, productive, patriotic citizens and community leaders.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given our country's financial situation, these kids need our help more than ever. Please be apart of the solution! Help out today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-6851892868886689131?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/6851892868886689131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=6851892868886689131' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/6851892868886689131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/6851892868886689131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-wish-for-christmas.html' title='My Wish for Christmas'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-7558108922262257786</id><published>2008-11-10T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:01:01.515-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100th post'/><title type='text'>What I Have Learned</title><content type='html'>Oh the stress of your 100th post. Why is that I wonder? I guess because it is a momentous occasion to be celebrated by ones self and shared with others. But what to write about? I was contemplating this very question when it came to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I have Learned Since I Started Blogging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that if you are a mom, it is OK to stay in your pj's from time to time. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that it is OK to let your child sleep with you. It doesn't make you any less of a mom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned the difference from &lt;a href="http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/07/rambling-of-updates-and-rants.html"&gt;Filthy McNasty's and Red Necks.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that every mother stresses over her child's birthday party's.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that I am not a bad mommy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that every child goes potty, gets off the bottle and does everything else at a different time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that everyone enjoys a cute baby picture every now and then,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that No mean Yes and No means No.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that my kids are not the only ones that watch way to much T.V.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that contests and giveaways are great fun and are a great way to meet new bloggers!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that kids mostly get sick at night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned not to blog about politics or read about others blogs on politics.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that some people like Talk Radio but I am still unsure why.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that you get some of the best advice from fellow bloggers if you just ask for it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that there are a lot of mom bloggers that love football!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that I love to write, given the right topic to write about.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that blog awards make a blogger feel good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned it is OK to drive a mini van.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that we all have our little quirks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that we all still feel 5 years old when we are with our parents.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that most wives want to shake their husbands ex's.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that everyone loves fall!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned that all children love trains.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned its OK to be sarcastic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And most of all I have learned that blogging is so much fun that I want to do 100 more posts!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks to all of you that ave kept me writing! Now it is your turn...What have you learned by reading my blog?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-7558108922262257786?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/7558108922262257786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=7558108922262257786' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7558108922262257786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7558108922262257786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-i-have-learned.html' title='What I Have Learned'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-906622923972181746</id><published>2008-11-10T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T07:37:33.885-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Me Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>It Was NOT ME!</title><content type='html'>Have you read &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;My Charming Kids&lt;/a&gt; blog before? If you haven't you are really missing out on a blessing. She hosts the Not Me Monday's that you often see here. Why don't you check in over there when you are done here! I promise you will receive a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to my Not Me's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that bought Twilight with my last five bucks because I couldn't resist not reading it any longer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that read that very same book in less then 24 hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that watched the WVU game and got all excited to just be disappointed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is NOT ME that wants to take a trip to Pittsburgh to have a talk with Mike Tomlin about how he should take Big Ben out of the game. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that had so much fun watching Riley look at the trains.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that spent money that was to go towards diapers on a train book.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that forgot to put the kids down for a nap until it was too late.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that was secretly relieved that a transformer blew and I could not get ready for church so I had to stay in bed. I just HAD to!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that sat at the computer playing &lt;a href="http://www.freetetris.org/welcome.html"&gt;Tetris&lt;/a&gt; while my hubby washed down the kitchen walls!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is NOT ME that is searching through the house to come up with the money to buy the 2nd book in Twilight series!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;What did you NOT do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-906622923972181746?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/906622923972181746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=906622923972181746' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/906622923972181746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/906622923972181746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-was-not-me.html' title='It Was NOT ME!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-3721222413867596681</id><published>2008-11-09T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T13:35:18.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Train Show'/><title type='text'>Choo Choo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Trains?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Trains?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Trains!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Trains!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I heard over and over yesterday! I don't think I have mentioned Riley's recent fascination (obsession) with trains. We have now turned into the Thomas the Train house and wonders upon wonders what happens next? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The train show comes to town! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266752900843799682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRdD296NhII/AAAAAAAAAZw/gsl9KcQz7hY/s200/Train+Show+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So, we decided it was Riley's turn to have a date with his mommy and daddy. Cayden went off with his T-T and our adventure began!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266751474438748130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRdCj8Ivt-I/AAAAAAAAAZY/opvBKAI0MGs/s200/Train+Show+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266751445596777186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRdCiQsSKuI/AAAAAAAAAY4/y0v7K1FSe0A/s200/Train+Show+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266751452971452802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRdCisKiyYI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Uks3t2CRtVs/s200/Train+Show+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266751456924733858" style="DISPLAY: block; 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This is a picture of my Hubby's best friends new baby boy! Welcome to the world Shea Christian! This was only hours after his birth! He came in weighing 5lbs and 6ozs! So tiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265756335660552706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRO5fPTPUgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/cH29jHOtQyA/s200/Halloween+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Want to join in &lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Candid Carrie's Friday Foto Finish Fiesta?&lt;/a&gt; Go on over and check out her blog for all the rules!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-8280150387394302585?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/8280150387394302585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=8280150387394302585' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8280150387394302585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8280150387394302585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday-foto-finish-fiesta.html' title='Friday Foto Finish Fiesta!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRO5fPTPUgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/cH29jHOtQyA/s72-c/Halloween+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-3052815742815969303</id><published>2008-11-06T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T06:54:47.341-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writers Workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>Do You Know What Thursday Means?</title><content type='html'>It is Thursday and you know what that means! Another Writers Workshop and A Thousand Words Thursday! Head on over to &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama Kat's&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Mom's&lt;/a&gt; blog to join in on all the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First...my assignment. Choose a prompt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) You awaken with amnesia in what looks to be an igloo. You have $4 and a rock in one pocket, and a toothbrush in the other. Someone is staring at you. Write this scene.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Write a 16-line poem (rhyming or non-rhyming) about a moment from your childhood that changed your life for the better.&lt;br /&gt;3.) You're sitting at work one day and receive a text message from an unrecognized number. The text says, "I have the money and hid the body." You think this is a practical joke from a friend, so you play along at first. But the more texts you receive, the more you realize that it isn't a joke. Write the text conversation you have with this unknown texter.&lt;br /&gt;4.) 10 of my absolute worst pet peeves...&lt;br /&gt;5.) Fictionalize an event that happened to one of your parents, friends, or siblings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to write a poem....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was inside the house, playing by myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I saw two little girls come up the drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One girl had dark hair the other had blond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They wanted me to come outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I yelled to my dad and grabbed my bike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And off down the rode we three went&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We rode to a house a ways down the street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something told me that these were now my friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The brown haired girl had kittens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I grabbed up the one that I loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took it home up under my shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And shared with the kitten my home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again the next day, the brunette and the blond,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came to ask me outside to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew at that moment at my brand new home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to new friends to play with each day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, this poem sucks...Let's write my 10 absolute worst pet peeves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;People that pull out in front of me. Dude! You waited that long, wait another freaking min!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slow drivers. You don't have to speed but go the speed limit! I have to get somewhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mom folding my towels wrong. I realize I should be grateful my mom washes some clothes when she is here...and don't get me wrong I am! I do however have a bit of OCD and need them folded correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My husbands smoking. He quit smoking for two years, why oh why did he start it up again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who feel that swimming is not really a workout. I don't think these people can really swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rude people. If you know me, smile, say hi. I didn't bite in high school and I don't now. Geeze people! Grow up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone talking over me. Umm. Let me get my sentence out before you tell me how wrong I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cocky people. You know the ones, that think they are ALWAYS right...I think I married one of those, but I have to love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Old grouchy, hateful people. Don't get me wrong, if you have lived that long you have the right to be whatever you want but help me want to live to be that age too. Is it really that bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And my top ten thing that bugs me more than ever is...rude bill collectors! You can't get blood out of a turnip so quit threatening me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265554393560292946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRMB0qWonlI/AAAAAAAAAYg/A3tp7oXIVl0/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Can you guess who this girl is?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265554399140907666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRMB0_JKCpI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Yiy6EMN77o8/s200/biker+babe+joanna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-3052815742815969303?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/3052815742815969303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=3052815742815969303' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3052815742815969303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3052815742815969303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/do-you-know-what-thursday-means.html' title='Do You Know What Thursday Means?'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRMB0qWonlI/AAAAAAAAAYg/A3tp7oXIVl0/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-3499248094340480651</id><published>2008-11-05T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:18:18.833-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair cuts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elections'/><title type='text'>Rambling of Events-With the fix of an and</title><content type='html'>I just noticed that this would be my 94th post! Wow! I had no idea how I have came up with that much to say. Of course I say this on a day that my mind is drawing a blank. We all know how the election turned out and no matter who you supported, I was raised that you should stand behind your president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the home front, I am off to get my hair did today. I think it has been two months! AHH! Oh well, my hair is wet and plastered to my head most of the time anyway. And when I am home I am such a slob and have PJ's or something as comfortable on. (maybe I should clean up more...nah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I do have one more thing to say on the election...Riley was pulling my shirt saying mama, mama, that is Barack Obama! I guess Nick does teach kids a thing or two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody got any grand ideas for my 100th post?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-3499248094340480651?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/3499248094340480651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=3499248094340480651' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3499248094340480651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3499248094340480651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/rambling-of-events.html' title='Rambling of Events-With the fix of an and'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-9113624324543613454</id><published>2008-11-03T07:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T05:43:10.381-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>And Then I Found This</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday I found some great new blogs when I found this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dirtysocksandpizza.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="MissionMonday" src="http://i421.photobucket.com/albums/pp291/halftimelessons/mmbanner2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is one of the coolest ways to find new and interesting blogs that you may have not seen before! Not only that but there is a prize involved as well! Go check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and I found this really exciting post from Kat over at &lt;a href="http://sunshineandlemonade.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunshine and Lemonade&lt;/a&gt;. She is hosting 10 weekends of winners! And the first prize is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264793128215649170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRBNdL82G5I/AAAAAAAAAYI/3LWHg1fs4cI/s200/Wicked+CD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264793128925680274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRBNdOmIUpI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4Krm3J1fSXQ/s200/Wicked+book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With the inside looking like this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264793132878678114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRBNddUmSGI/AAAAAAAAAYY/o0mWeGlHOpE/s200/Wicked+inside+book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So I think yesterday was a great day for blogging...Don't you?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-9113624324543613454?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/9113624324543613454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=9113624324543613454' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/9113624324543613454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/9113624324543613454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-then-i-found-this.html' title='And Then I Found This'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SRBNdL82G5I/AAAAAAAAAYI/3LWHg1fs4cI/s72-c/Wicked+CD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-8354730872102124241</id><published>2008-11-03T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T06:19:36.785-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Me Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>NOT ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;Mckmama&lt;/a&gt; is on the mend after having an 100% healthy baby boy so her link to Not Me Monday may not be up but that shouldn't stop you from joining in! Its so much fun, I do it with or without the link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that turned 30.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that shamelessly stole some of my kids candy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that forgot to take some pictures (even though I had the camera) while Trick or Treating.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that left my hubby with 3 over tired, over surgered kids to go out to eat with a friend after Trick or Treating.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that sang at the American Red Cross Volunteer Apperciation Dinner and forgot my camera. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME that made my hubby stand outside by the car while I finished talking to some of the volunteers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was NOT ME being hateful yesterday because the 3 kids were driving me crazy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And it was most certainly NOT ME that hid in the bathroom hoping that everyone would forget where I was at.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-8354730872102124241?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/8354730872102124241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=8354730872102124241' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8354730872102124241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8354730872102124241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-me.html' title='NOT ME!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-8236338163073664372</id><published>2008-11-01T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T13:16:24.288-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog awards'/><title type='text'>Superior Scribbler</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been over to visit &lt;a href="http://lazycrazymama.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lazy Crazy Mama?&lt;/a&gt; She is the secret blogger her family doesn't know about! You should hop on over to read what she has to say and I am totally not just saying that because she gave me an adorable award!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263866100749999874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQ0CVFhsnwI/AAAAAAAAAX4/aJx4vFbmGxs/s200/superior_scribbler_award-216x300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the rules &lt;a href="http://lazycrazymama.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lazy Crazy Mama&lt;/a&gt; laid out I am too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Post the award on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Link me for giving it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Link the originating post - &lt;a href="http://scholastic-scribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/200-this-blings-for-you.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pass the award on to five more deserving people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Post these rules for your recipients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to not break the rules I will be passing this award on to five more deserving people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelifeofsass.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sass&lt;/a&gt; has become one of my everyday must reads. I promise you if you visit her she will become one of yours too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer over at &lt;a href="http://thefunhousejennifer.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Fun House&lt;/a&gt; is a mom that I envy to be! How she make taking care of crew so fun is beyond me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tattooedminivanmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tattooed Minivan Mom&lt;/a&gt; her honesty will shock and surprise you but that my dear is what keeps you coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine at &lt;a href="http://elainecarter24.blogspot.com/"&gt;Matters of the heart&lt;/a&gt; has another fabulous blog. She makes me always remember why I love being a mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ktpounds.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tabi&lt;/a&gt; manages to keep me coming back more and more not only for her fabulous reads but for her fabulous commenting too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it people. 5 superior scribblers to check out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-8236338163073664372?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/8236338163073664372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=8236338163073664372' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8236338163073664372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8236338163073664372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/11/superior-scribbler.html' title='Superior Scribbler'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQ0CVFhsnwI/AAAAAAAAAX4/aJx4vFbmGxs/s72-c/superior_scribbler_award-216x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-4399683699053838195</id><published>2008-10-31T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:25:39.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Not Spooky at All!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You knew you were going to get them! Here is a some pictures of my boys on Halloween!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263549902448425362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQviv7D6-ZI/AAAAAAAAAXA/oN_YjT94dBo/s200/Halloween+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263549913874926002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQviwloNibI/AAAAAAAAAXI/JMdpK3g8H6U/s200/Halloween+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263550264373841826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQvjE_Vqj6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/utlERabLwxw/s200/Halloween+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263550275801688642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQvjFp6RqkI/AAAAAAAAAXw/-onss9P8fSg/s200/Halloween+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-4399683699053838195?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/4399683699053838195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=4399683699053838195' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4399683699053838195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4399683699053838195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-spooky-at-all.html' title='Not Spooky at All!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQviv7D6-ZI/AAAAAAAAAXA/oN_YjT94dBo/s72-c/Halloween+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-6168952594586708313</id><published>2008-10-31T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:13:00.837-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>And the Winner is.....</title><content type='html'>I did not forget about you guys! I am been up and running since this morning! Ahhh! It was my birthday you know! Of course you know, I have been hitting you up for birthday wishes all month! Ha! So in honor of my big 30th birthday I held my first giveaway and decided today was the day to announce the winner! So with only 5 mins left in the day the winner is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifewith3boysalittlelady.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The results were chosen randomly from random.org. And judging by her comment and post I truly believe she wanted this shirt! Melissa, email me your info at bluefieldswims at gmail dot com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As another little treat I was booed by&lt;a href="http://jujuboo.blogspot.com/"&gt; Lisa &lt;/a&gt;and apparently I am suppose to boo all of my bloggy friends...since I am late in doing this just consider yourself booed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263536269256024850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQvWWXdj4xI/AAAAAAAAAW4/vbjCbJkpuEA/s200/happy_halloween%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-6168952594586708313?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/6168952594586708313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=6168952594586708313' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/6168952594586708313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/6168952594586708313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-winner-is.html' title='And the Winner is.....'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQvWWXdj4xI/AAAAAAAAAW4/vbjCbJkpuEA/s72-c/happy_halloween%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-7297455347544763499</id><published>2008-10-29T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T06:36:14.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writers Workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>Why Do I Write? And A Thousand Word Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama Kat&lt;/a&gt; is having her Writer's Workshop and you are all invited to join in on the fun. This weeks prompts are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) Write from the point of view of a glass at the edge of the table.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Describe a typical day during your Jr. High years.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Why do you write?&lt;br /&gt;4.) When I'm around too much negativity I...&lt;br /&gt;5.) You've been hired as a writer for "Late Show with David Letterman." Your first assignment is to come up with a witty, nonpolitical Top Ten list for him to read on air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I choose number 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always had a passion for writing. As a young girl, I dreamed of writing songs or maybe a romance novel. I wrote poems about finding love and losing love and about dreaming of love. When I was 18 I lost my biggest love. I lost the love of my father. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was at the age where high school had just ended and college was beginning. I had my first job and I was doing both full time. My dad had been sick with a brain tumor since I was 12 and his fight ended in January of 1997. I felt lost and alone. After months of tears and acting out, my mom suggested I see a therapist. It was in her office, I found an outlet for all of these emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She asked me to start keeping a journal of how I was feeling from day to day. I was to write my frustrations, my hopes, my dreams, my goals and of course my sadness. Looking back on this journal, I find that it was filled with more sadness than anything. However, writing everyday gave me an outlet. Picking up a pencil and writing down anything I needed to was the best therapy I could have ever been given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I got older and my pain lessened, I found that I didn't write as much. Yet, every time some type of drama or sadness enters my life, I find myself once again picking up a pencil and writing down how I feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having two children so close in age has taught me that everyday life has its little dramas and I wanted to be able to express my feelings of frustrations with my children as well as my hopes, dreams, goals and most of all my love for my children. I wanted our journey to be written down so they will never doubt how much their mommy loved them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that my friends is why I write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to join in on &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama Kat's&lt;/a&gt; Writer Workshop head on over to her blog &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama's Losin' It&lt;/a&gt; and get your instructions and link in! While your at it, head on over to &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheaper than Therapy&lt;/a&gt;. You can join &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Mom&lt;/a&gt; in her A Thousand Word Thursday's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262771821204543874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQkfFojVGYI/AAAAAAAAAWo/xpls5onzIiQ/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262771824748520834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQkfF1wR5YI/AAAAAAAAAWw/T2uQKy3nAVM/s200/Both+of+the+Boys+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to sign up for &lt;a href="http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-first-giveaway.html"&gt;my giveaway&lt;/a&gt;! The drawing will be held tomorrow! Hurry and sign up today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-7297455347544763499?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/7297455347544763499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=7297455347544763499' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7297455347544763499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7297455347544763499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-do-i-write-and-thousand-word.html' title='Why Do I Write? And A Thousand Word Thursday'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQkfFojVGYI/AAAAAAAAAWo/xpls5onzIiQ/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-1409076771075304427</id><published>2008-10-29T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:10:59.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that suck'/><title type='text'>From the Funny Farm</title><content type='html'>I am going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be doing my next blog from the funny farm. That is right folks, the kids have finally done it. They have drove me insane. I don't know what has made this day different than any others. There was the waking up before 7am which is always fun. Since then there has been hitting and pushing and crying. Short naps followed by wanting nothing but milk, which we are out of. The running has ensued and there isn't a toy in the house that they are willing to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody, just shoot me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-1409076771075304427?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/1409076771075304427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=1409076771075304427' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1409076771075304427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/1409076771075304427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/from-funny-farm.html' title='From the Funny Farm'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-2103200366296316891</id><published>2008-10-28T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T06:39:31.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>When The Kids Are Quiet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I meant to post this a week ago but for some reason or another I never got around to it. They were in shorts and it was only a week ago! Today it was spitting snow! The pain of winter coming! Anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what happens when the kids are quiet while your doing the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262034986528622082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQaA8Ne3RgI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0WuZ47_ubrI/s200/October+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And this is after singing the Clean Up Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262035015189428354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQaA94QIeII/AAAAAAAAAWg/jkmi5g8DoBg/s200/October+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-2103200366296316891?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/2103200366296316891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=2103200366296316891' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2103200366296316891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2103200366296316891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-kids-are-quite.html' title='When The Kids Are Quiet'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQaA8Ne3RgI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0WuZ47_ubrI/s72-c/October+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-7434667812807058414</id><published>2008-10-27T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:22:09.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Me Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>So I spent most of this week sick and Saturday the sickest! I did manage to get in a little fun at my birthday party but mostly I was just sick, sick, sick. Here is what I didn't do this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't get extremely sick on the day of my birthday party. That would be just awful! Who would ever come to such a horrible fate? Not me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't sit in the living room at one point thinking, if I would slip off to bed for 15 mins would anyone notice? Not me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't get excited when my mom texted me informing me she was only sending Cayden home. I was not thinking about how much sleep I would be able to get with only 1 child instead of 2. Who would do that? Not me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't spend yesterday mostly in bed then get up to take a shower only to put another pair of PJ's on. Not me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't think of how I could remind you (my readers) to sign up for my first giveaway, and decide I would just add it into my Not Me's. I also did not think to give you a link to make it easier on you! And I certainly do not want you to click &lt;a href="http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-first-giveaway.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to sign up!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;What would you never do? Join &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;Mckmama in her Not Me Monday's!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-7434667812807058414?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/7434667812807058414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=7434667812807058414' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7434667812807058414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/7434667812807058414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-4947120840447470312</id><published>2008-10-26T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T13:10:28.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>What Makes a Good Halloween/Birthday Party?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it the decorations?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261546349434742578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTEhydPpzI/AAAAAAAAAUY/3ZazRu8FND8/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261546323417485090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTEgRiPzyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/YnmjcX7JAP0/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261546313869087090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTEft9u0XI/AAAAAAAAAUA/fXurHjc3RyA/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTEhJCtxAI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2F1eDlpcOMQ/s1600-h/Halloween+Birthday+Party+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261546338317616130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTEhJCtxAI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2F1eDlpcOMQ/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it the cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261548346707391058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTGWC4JslI/AAAAAAAAAVI/1NTua_QSfhw/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the costumes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261548334757650466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTGVWXHICI/AAAAAAAAAVA/35Wf7c6-S18/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261547892565360418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTF7nEQPyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/k0hnmwe-91M/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261547898385756706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTF78v8ciI/AAAAAAAAAUo/wshYJVUCq2M/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261547917731716850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTF9E0YXvI/AAAAAAAAAUw/QWbRncTACD0/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261547926192100258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTF9kVfk6I/AAAAAAAAAU4/cYvNOJCyu4A/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Is it the games you play?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261552629224081010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTKPUfshnI/AAAAAAAAAWI/OSMquhzCBJ0/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261552399076861282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTKB7IUpWI/AAAAAAAAAVg/aO0ZK4DpAEA/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it all the fun you have being together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261552414445866082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTKC0YlDGI/AAAAAAAAAVo/yujcTOh5P90/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261552427253356114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTKDkGH1lI/AAAAAAAAAV4/l5TXCI5wRcE/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261552424061504386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTKDYNIC4I/AAAAAAAAAVw/mqMlL6kCuPE/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261548361650732802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTGW6i6_wI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Ph3JaX-UTYQ/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261548354690735250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTGWgnh3JI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/B2zmG5fnNEY/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Whatever it is...Happy Birthday to me! (Don't cha just love my green tongue?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261555119744469570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTMgSaBykI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_cXHJggnL58/s200/Halloween+Birthday+Party+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-4947120840447470312?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/4947120840447470312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=4947120840447470312' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4947120840447470312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4947120840447470312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-makes-good-halloweenbirthday-party.html' title='What Makes a Good Halloween/Birthday Party?'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SQTEhydPpzI/AAAAAAAAAUY/3ZazRu8FND8/s72-c/Halloween+Birthday+Party+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-733009291659063012</id><published>2008-10-23T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:17:41.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candid Carrie'/><title type='text'>Fx4</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I had to share with you guys a little video I recorded this past weekend. Hubby was playing around on his guitar so his little mini me drug out his to jam along. Hubby didn't realize the camera was rolling so he gets in the way a bit but as a whole the video is just too dag on cute not to share!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-df852e8f317a0da1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf852e8f317a0da1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330271625%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65A322B34314CA938E8996FE97F5EA85643AFA4C.23EC4E33AF6F50C00BE776CD6A838923CCEFFD67%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf852e8f317a0da1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-Y00wHzfQI72emevSGk0JUTZYnY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf852e8f317a0da1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330271625%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65A322B34314CA938E8996FE97F5EA85643AFA4C.23EC4E33AF6F50C00BE776CD6A838923CCEFFD67%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf852e8f317a0da1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-Y00wHzfQI72emevSGk0JUTZYnY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you want to join in on Candid Carries Friday Foto Finish Fiesta click &lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;here!&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/5594586574479367463-733009291659063012?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=df852e8f317a0da1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/733009291659063012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=733009291659063012' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/733009291659063012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/733009291659063012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/fx4_23.html' title='Fx4'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-3102060611512967085</id><published>2008-10-22T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T06:10:27.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writers Workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thousand Words Thursday'/><title type='text'>I'd Walk a Mile for another Thousand Word Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Mom's Thousand Word Thursday&lt;/a&gt;. If you have never heard of these head on over to their blogs. You will not be disappointed that you did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop Prompts&lt;/a&gt; are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) Complete the sentence "I'd walk a mile for a ________." and continue writing about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.) Describe in detail a person who leaves no stone unturned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.) When out to lunch with co-workers, you bump into a close friend who refers to you by a nickname. Because of its unusualness, the nickname catches the interest of one of your co-workers who asks for the story behind it. Start your story with, "This may come as a surprise, but ... " and end it with, "And that's how I got the nickname (fill in the blank)."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.) Write about an intense game of Scrabble that takes an ugly turn for the worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I choose:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd walk a mile for a chance to have Mike and Heather at my birthday party this weekend. Right before I sat down to get a head start on my prompt, the phone rang and it was my brother-n-law Mike. He said he had some bad news for me. Before he could go any further, I knew what it was. He and his girlfriend (which I love!) can not afford to come in for my party Sat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike and Heather live about and hour or so away from us, and she has 3 wonderful kids. A boy genius named Jacob and two twin girls Katie and Haley, that will make your heart melt. We only get to see each other on special occasions. They came in for the Ocktoberfest and we had a ball! I hate now more than ever that I crashed early and went to bed. :-( If I had only known they wouldn't be here for my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am totally bummed and wished that I wasn't so broke that I could wire them some money for a baby sitter and gas. Maybe I can tell my mom to take back my shoes and give me the money instead. Oh wait. What would I have to walk a mile in? I certainly could not do it barefoot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for my &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Thousand Word Thursday&lt;/a&gt; photo: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260035062386371218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SP9mBTejqpI/AAAAAAAAATg/U85Wm9VbfJ0/s200/ATWT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is a picture of Heather and Mike last year when we got together for Mike's birthday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260035449031606226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SP9mXz19v9I/AAAAAAAAATw/y5VIVbuuWbc/s200/December+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a side note, I was reading over on &lt;a href="http://dashofcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/10/lets-get-mama-kat-on-ellen-show.html"&gt;Sass's &lt;/a&gt;blog as well as &lt;a href="http://chroll.blogspot.com/"&gt;La Pixi's&lt;/a&gt; blog that they have a mission to get &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama Kat&lt;/a&gt; on the Ellen Show! I joined in and hope you do to! I mean this gal loves Ellen! To join in on the band wagon click &lt;a href="http://ellen.warnerbros.com/show/respond/?PlugID=10"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and write a letter to Ellen suggestion that &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama Kat&lt;/a&gt; should be on her show! (of course do that only after you leave me a message telling me how truly wonderful I am, and how you love my blog. Just kidding!) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(no I'm not)&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/5594586574479367463-3102060611512967085?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/3102060611512967085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=3102060611512967085' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3102060611512967085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3102060611512967085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/id-walk-mile-for-another-thousand-word.html' title='I&apos;d Walk a Mile for another Thousand Word Thursday'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SP9mBTejqpI/AAAAAAAAATg/U85Wm9VbfJ0/s72-c/ATWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-562736156837604380</id><published>2008-10-21T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T07:42:45.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog awards'/><title type='text'>I Have Been Declared Kreativ</title><content type='html'>I just love getting awards! I mean who doesn't really? I think &lt;a href="http://ktpounds.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tabi&lt;/a&gt; know how much I like getting them because she gave me another one! Whoot! Whoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SP8sKULPdZI/AAAAAAAAATY/_Xll_g0BidY/s1600-h/kreativblogaward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259971445518202258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SP8sKULPdZI/AAAAAAAAATY/_Xll_g0BidY/s200/kreativblogaward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This award allows you to tell 6 things you value &amp;amp; 6 things you do not value and then asks you to give the award to 6 other people! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 things I value...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) First and foremost I value my relationship with God. Whenever I am in need I know I can call on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.) My hubby is the next thing I value. He is a hard working man and provides for his family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.) My children are another thing I value. I am so lucky to have happy, healthy little boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.) I value my mom. She retired to help me with the boys so I can teach. Not to mention everything else she has done for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.) My friends are people I value. They are there to listen to my many silly stories or rants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.) My van. When I wrecked my car I never dreamed I would be able to have another car, let alone a car that fit ALL of my family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 things I don't value...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) Bills....yuck they make my belly hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.) AT&amp;amp;T. I just got off the phone with them and they have been charging me roaming! AHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.) My weight. I wish it would just go away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.) Stupid people. Really it is OK to be ignorant. But not stupid! (example the CSR at AT&amp;amp;T)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.) My neighbor's kid. I know he's had a bad life but don't just walk down the hill peeing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.) The cold. There are places that it never gets this cold and plants and animals survive...why can't it be that way here? I'm just saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 "kreativ" bloggers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheaper than Therapy&lt;/a&gt; for her Thousand Word Thursday's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.) &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;MamaKat&lt;/a&gt; for her Writer's Workshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.) &lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Candid Carrie&lt;/a&gt; for her Friday Foto Finish Fiesta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.) &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;Mckmama&lt;/a&gt; for her Not Me Monday's and for handling her clan with thoughts of blessings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.) &lt;a href="http://mimitchells.blogspot.com/"&gt;Buried With Children&lt;/a&gt; for being able to do multiple posts while having 4 small ones! You would have to be kreativ to do that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.) &lt;a href="http://lifewith3boysalittlelady.blogspot.com/"&gt;Life with 3 boys and a little lady&lt;/a&gt; for being kreativ enough to handle homework, ballet, and extra school projects!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after you comment on my "kreativness" (and enter my giveaway) go visit these kreativ bloggers and tell them that I sent you (and to enter my givaway!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-562736156837604380?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/562736156837604380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=562736156837604380' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/562736156837604380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/562736156837604380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-been-declared-kreativ.html' title='I Have Been Declared Kreativ'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SP8sKULPdZI/AAAAAAAAATY/_Xll_g0BidY/s72-c/kreativblogaward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-958735469021421775</id><published>2008-10-20T11:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T06:34:52.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPzOGQaq0iI/AAAAAAAAATQ/YAgHHLFokSA/s1600-h/Tagged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259305071743259170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPzOGQaq0iI/AAAAAAAAATQ/YAgHHLFokSA/s200/Tagged.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been tagged by &lt;a href="http://wegrzynfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Babbling Brooks.&lt;/a&gt; She has a fabulous blog you should go over and read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the rules for the tag-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Link to the person that tagged you, and post the rules on your blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Tag 7 random people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Let each person know that they've been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I am a swim and Lifeguard Instructor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I am over weight and I want my stomach stapled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I celebrate my birthday all month long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. My dad passed away 11 years ago and I still cry every time I talk about him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I put four ice cubes in all of my drinks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. My dad gave me a birthday present on his birthday and that is why I want to do my giveaway. Wont you please enter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I stink at managing money, yet my hubby keeps letting me do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to tag whomever wants to be tagged. Go ahead! Let me know how weird you are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-958735469021421775?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/958735469021421775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=958735469021421775' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/958735469021421775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/958735469021421775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPzOGQaq0iI/AAAAAAAAATQ/YAgHHLFokSA/s72-c/Tagged.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-8189861994884027524</id><published>2008-10-20T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T10:11:48.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Me Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Nope Not Me!</title><content type='html'>It is that time again! Time for a Not Me Monday hosted by the fabulous &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama!&lt;/a&gt; I have a few confessions to tell so here I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I did not go out with my girls Saturday night. They most certainly did not treat me to a meal at the Outback. And I did not cry on the way home because I wanted to go somewhere afterwards. That would not be me. I would just appreciate what I got and been happy with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) I did not go to Walmart the same night and buy myself a Halloween costume even though I really didn't have the money to buy it! What responsible adult would do that? Not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) I did not go to the Windmill Gap Mt. reunion hoping to see a few people only to find out they were not there. :-( That was not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) I did not have another swim appointment cancel yesterday and I did not cry over that either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) I did not have to take my step-son to school this morning because his mother is (again) trying to take care of things. No that was not me. His mother always puts her child first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is my not me's. Man I was a cry baby this weekend! Wont you forgive me? I was PMSing. Plus I posted my first giveaway yesterday! YEAH! I do hope you enter! (And that is not a not me!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-8189861994884027524?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/8189861994884027524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=8189861994884027524' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8189861994884027524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8189861994884027524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/nope-not-me.html' title='Nope Not Me!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-9097420489241962263</id><published>2008-10-19T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:57:34.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>My First Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>Would you like a shirt with your bloggy name on it? I know I would and I know just the person to do it! My friend Lori owns her own business called &lt;a href="http://myembroideryworks.com/"&gt;Embroidery Works&lt;/a&gt;. She has graciously agreed to help me in my first giveaway by making you a shirt of your very own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is post a little diddy in your blog along with a link back to this one, come back here and leave a comment letting me know you have entered and voilà, you could win my giveaway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner will be announced on October 31st! That is right! Halloween! Its my birthday and I want nothing more than to give someone a very special present from me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-9097420489241962263?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/9097420489241962263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=9097420489241962263' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/9097420489241962263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/9097420489241962263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-first-giveaway.html' title='My First Giveaway!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-4846353977915650329</id><published>2008-10-18T08:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T08:22:11.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog awards'/><title type='text'>A Perfect Blend of Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am happy to say I am the new proud owner to a new bloggy award! &lt;a href="http://elainecarter24.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elaine&lt;/a&gt; (who is a super fabulous, heart warming blogger) blessed me with the...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258509248780432178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPn6TQ2p8zI/AAAAAAAAATA/8t_oAVtljT4/s200/Friendship_Award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upon excepting this award I must answer some questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Do you have the same friends since childhood? Yes. Two of my bff's I have had since the 5th grade when I moved to WV.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. What do you value most about your friends? That no matter what I can talk to them about anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Are your friends sounding boards? I think I answered that already! Hee-Hee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. What is your favorite activity to share with friends? We don't get out much anymore, our lives have all been pretty busy but we try to get together and have dinner. And guess what?! We are going out tonight! Yeah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, it is my turn to hand out this award to five bloggy friends of my own! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first one goes out to Shannon over at &lt;a href="http://shannonsnuthouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Welcome to The Nut House&lt;/a&gt;. She always seems to be there to give me a wonderful comment! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next up would be &lt;a href="http://lwillford.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lori&lt;/a&gt;. I swear, I can not get enough of her pet baby!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another blog I love to read is &lt;a href="http://ktpounds.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tabi's&lt;/a&gt;. I am so happy I found her blog! She leaves me comments that make me smile!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another avid commenter is Kelly over at  &lt;a href="http://whoeversong.blogspot.com/"&gt;Song for Whoever&lt;/a&gt;. I mean how can you feel the friendship without comments?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last but not least I want to give one to Jennifer at &lt;a href="http://thefunhousejennifer.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Fun House.&lt;/a&gt; Her love for Halloween leaves me speechless. Anyone that loves it that much is a friend of mine! (By the way Jenn, I have a Halloween/Birthday party coming up....any fun cheep ideas for decorating?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, leave me some friendly comments and then head on over to see my friends blogs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-4846353977915650329?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/4846353977915650329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=4846353977915650329' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4846353977915650329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4846353977915650329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/perfect-blend-of-friendship.html' title='A Perfect Blend of Friendship'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPn6TQ2p8zI/AAAAAAAAATA/8t_oAVtljT4/s72-c/Friendship_Award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-3882348549660043699</id><published>2008-10-17T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T08:39:18.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candid Carrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>FX4</title><content type='html'>I missed blogging on one of my favorite days yesterday....The &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Writers Workshop&lt;/a&gt;, where I can still pretend I can seriously write, and &lt;a href="http://cheaperthantherapyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Thousand Word Thursday&lt;/a&gt;, where I get to post a cool photo. However, that is the good thing about Fridays! I still get to post a cool photo...and...I get to write about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258139525812581394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPiqCjd_9BI/AAAAAAAAAS4/YuhflpODzbU/s200/October+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Riley's first roasted marshmallow. He had it at Claytor Lake a couple of weeks ago. Ever since then I can not stop him from wanted lots and lots of marshmallows! He's hooked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to join in on the fun head on over to see &lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Candid Carrie!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-3882348549660043699?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/3882348549660043699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=3882348549660043699' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3882348549660043699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/3882348549660043699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/fx4.html' title='FX4'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPiqCjd_9BI/AAAAAAAAAS4/YuhflpODzbU/s72-c/October+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-5203881640173924086</id><published>2008-10-15T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T07:49:29.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='losing weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welcome to the Nut House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Operation Skinny Bitch'/><title type='text'>Who said 8 is Enough?</title><content type='html'>OK ladies and gents...I have a confession to make. A couple of weeks ago, I posted about a new blog I was going to read called &lt;a href="http://operationskinnybitch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Operation Skinny Bitch&lt;/a&gt;. I told you all how I wanted to loose weight. Well, that is pretty much where it ended. I am forever posting about what I am going to do in hopes that I will do it and a lot of times it never gets done. Oh well, love me or hate me....that is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have been avoiding this blog. I have it on my side bar and each time I see it I cringe and want to go grab a Twinkie or maybe a trash can to throw up. It has been thorn in my side! Well, that maybe going a little far but you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that leads me to Monday. On Monday I teach a Mommy &amp;amp; Me swim class. It is full of skinny little moms that have perfect little kids. I love them all, even though I want to be able to look like they do, and have my kids act as well as theirs. I came to love one of the mommy's even more Monday! Monday....she told me that I looked as if I had lost weight! And then she followed it up with a Really Lost Weight! I blew it off but secretly hoped in my head that maybe I had. So yesterday, I decided to weigh myself after I got out of the pool. Guess What? I had lost 8 lbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8 LBS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That is right people I lost 8 lbs! Can I get a Whoot! Whoot!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After you give me a Whoot! Whoot! Go and give &lt;a href="http://shannonsnuthouse.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-to-me-and-its-my-100th.html"&gt;Shannon&lt;/a&gt; a big ole birthday comment! She is shooting for 100 comments to celebrate her 100th post on her 100th birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No she isn't 100 but I thought that may convince you to go over there and comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-5203881640173924086?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/5203881640173924086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=5203881640173924086' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5203881640173924086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5203881640173924086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/who-said-8-is-enough.html' title='Who said 8 is Enough?'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-8867177307787678944</id><published>2008-10-13T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T06:46:08.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bramwell Oktoberfest'/><title type='text'>Lots of Eye Candy to See Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had so much fun this past weekend that I had to take a day to tell you all about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Close your eyes. Imagine for me a small historical town, surrounded by trees the color of red, orange, green and yellow. If you look around, there is a river that runs along a brick road, filled with vendors, artisans, food and drink. Ahead of you, a musical group is playing as people gather to enjoy their fine sound. In your hand is a cup that can be filled with some of this areas finest beer. You’re smiling, happy and relaxed. Now open your eyes. This image you just visualized was what I experienced at Bramwell’s Oktoberfest. I was so happy to be apart of this exciting experience of live music, fine beer and bohemian atmosphere! Take a moment to enjoy my picture book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful day for Bramwell's 12 annual Oktoberfest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256708570427080818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPOUl_QOwHI/AAAAAAAAASc/xowBoD0nb58/s200/Oktoberfest+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were great bands! One of which is my favorite local band &lt;em&gt;Poor Tator!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5920b48bddeb2325" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5920b48bddeb2325%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330271625%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D599662B5C586F736B6632A418942682DC5769F63.2F64D85CB6DCF04F0EBBFDA511C526F627B1AA8F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5920b48bddeb2325%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcKrwRlDTD5gjPFnDQtdBfT68dRY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5920b48bddeb2325%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330271625%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D599662B5C586F736B6632A418942682DC5769F63.2F64D85CB6DCF04F0EBBFDA511C526F627B1AA8F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5920b48bddeb2325%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcKrwRlDTD5gjPFnDQtdBfT68dRY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was all you could drink beer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256708186331382354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPOUPoYrglI/AAAAAAAAAR8/uGYWP0Gf_E8/s200/Oktoberfest+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time spent with family! This is Tabby~My sister-n-law.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256707906861559122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPOT_XR4bVI/AAAAAAAAARc/BkmmbTApEJQ/s200/Oktoberfest+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My brother-n-law Mike and his girlfriend Heather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256707915782225282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPOT_4gu_YI/AAAAAAAAARk/uNNIt28WE_8/s200/Oktoberfest+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a group hug (Mike, Tabby &amp;amp; Hubby)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256707913628734594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPOT_wfTVII/AAAAAAAAARs/FSA_BqrDXvo/s200/Oktoberfest+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There was lots of fun with friends! This is Keith and Frankie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256707474620062274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPOTmNDemkI/AAAAAAAAARE/dAccwoc_DL4/s200/Oktoberfest+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Myself and Vain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256710754666649554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPOWlILhl9I/AAAAAAAAASk/KQgzihKczOY/s200/Oktoberfest+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As the evening went on and more beer was consumed, we let it all go and had even more fun! This is Heather and I.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256707919550974098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPOUAGjRiJI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8CCsTYJMa78/s200/Oktoberfest+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See my cool glass my hubby bought me from the West Virginia Brewing Company!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256708558382510594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPOUlSYlMgI/AAAAAAAAASE/t3n7S-SuCbU/s200/Oktoberfest+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Keith, Tabby, Heather and Frankie. I don't think they had their V8 that day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256708564518327922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPOUlpPeVnI/AAAAAAAAASM/Wr9Be0HW6QQ/s200/Oktoberfest+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But unfortunately, the evening came to an end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256707485464992178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPOTm1dHGbI/AAAAAAAAARM/s0NME4GQ0Zs/s200/Oktoberfest+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And we went home on this beautiful night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPOUlt437HI/AAAAAAAAASU/aI0MuQ0ZElo/s1600-h/Oktoberfest+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256708565765713010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPOUlt437HI/AAAAAAAAASU/aI0MuQ0ZElo/s200/Oktoberfest+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you would like to see more pictures of Bramwell Oktoberfest head on over to their site by clicking &lt;a href="http://bramwelloktoberfest.com/memories/scrapbook.html"&gt;here!&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/5594586574479367463-8867177307787678944?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5920b48bddeb2325&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/8867177307787678944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=8867177307787678944' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8867177307787678944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/8867177307787678944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/lots-of-eye-candy-to-see-here.html' title='Lots of Eye Candy to See Here!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SPOUl_QOwHI/AAAAAAAAASc/xowBoD0nb58/s72-c/Oktoberfest+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-5961753999022159575</id><published>2008-10-12T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T06:15:38.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Charming Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Me Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Weekend full of Not Me's!</title><content type='html'>Weekend is over and it is now time for another addition of Not Me Monday! I use this as my way to let you in on my weekend. It was a fabulous one! The weather was perfect! I was able to hang out with my friends and family, and best of all...My mom kept both kids! Yeah! So on with the blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I did not enjoy the fact that my husband cleaned our house in anticipation of our family coming in. No not me! I would rather clean my own house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) I did not cry out in joy for getting paid for the babysitting job last week. And here I posted that I didn't get paid! I did! Now why would I cry out in joy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) I did not get excited when my new (adult) client said I had taught him more in one lesson than any of his other instructors! No, that wouldn't excite me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) I did not smile so much at the Oktoberfest that my jaws hurt later in the night. And it didn't have anything to do with the fact I was drinking all I could drink beer for only $18.00. No one I know would do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) I did not come home and crash after the festivities. I am still young enough to party all day and night long! That person that crashed was not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) I did not lay all over the bed because Riley was with his me-maw. I enjoy hanging onto the bed night after night while Hubby snores and Riley dreams. Nope. Not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) I did not fake being asleep so I could watch girly chick flicks in the bedroom. No, I would not stay up to watch Down to You and Dirty Dancing. I mean I have seen those movies many times before! Who would do that? Not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) I did not wake up at the same time I do every morning and I was not mad that I could not make myself go back to sleep on the only morning I could sleep in! That certainly was not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) I did not experience pure joy because I was finally able to put my Halloween decorations out! No, I am not one to decorate for Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) I did not secretly hope mom would keep the kids for one more night. What kind of mother would I be if I did that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to post some of the things you most definitely not do. Head on over to My Charming Kids by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;here! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-5961753999022159575?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/5961753999022159575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=5961753999022159575' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5961753999022159575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/5961753999022159575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekend-full-of-not-mes.html' title='Weekend full of Not Me&apos;s!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-2086394387123871686</id><published>2008-10-10T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T07:10:39.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candid Carrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claytor Lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>I'm baaack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm back! Yeah! It has been a long hard week (in which I didn't get paid for! WHAT?) and nothing is better than getting to post my Favorite Friday Foto! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SO9glcV7mBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/nGOxLyzS_XA/s1600-h/October+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255525486544263186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SO9glcV7mBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/nGOxLyzS_XA/s200/October+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(click to enlarge)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a picture I took last weekend while out on the boat. It isn't often you get to see beautiful water, perfect skies, sail boats, and the beginning of fall taking it's hold on the trees. If you ask me, its picture perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Want to post your Favorite Friday Foto? Head on over to &lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Candid Carrie's &lt;/a&gt;blog to link up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-2086394387123871686?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/2086394387123871686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=2086394387123871686' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2086394387123871686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/2086394387123871686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-baaack.html' title='I&apos;m baaack!'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SO9glcV7mBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/nGOxLyzS_XA/s72-c/October+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594586574479367463.post-4204034535077257349</id><published>2008-10-07T20:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:09:05.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that suck'/><title type='text'>Sorry the number you are trying to call is busy. Please hang up and try again in like 4 days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am being nanny to a swim student of mine this week. It is proving harder than I thought to do school pick up, homework, swim lessons, dinner and oh yeah...my kids. I know I have been neglecting you. Please forgive me. I will return with much comment love to you all in like 4 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254614468418726210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SOwkBNW56UI/AAAAAAAAAQs/SJFyZBVIC1E/s200/Balance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5594586574479367463-4204034535077257349?l=sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/feeds/4204034535077257349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5594586574479367463&amp;postID=4204034535077257349' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4204034535077257349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5594586574479367463/posts/default/4204034535077257349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry-number-you-are-trying-to-call-is.html' title='Sorry the number you are trying to call is busy. Please hang up and try again in like 4 days.'/><author><name>Jo-Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03890407368988455352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/Sav-k4iUkGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9XDFmr3Xjg/S220/Feb+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grBZ7sJi40E/SOwkBNW56UI/AAAAAAAAAQs/SJFyZBVIC1E/s72-c/Balance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
