<?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-5962772486143106109</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:21:35.258-07:00</updated><category term='children'/><category term='janes addiction'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='video games'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='kettle whistle'/><category term='boys'/><category term='mom'/><category term='school kids'/><category term='music'/><category term='tee ball'/><category term='fun'/><category term='PTA'/><category term='ramblings'/><category term='nose picking'/><category term='kids'/><title type='text'>Life in Mommyland</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-3417966009826582559</id><published>2009-05-05T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:06:32.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a long time since I rock and rolled...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/SgB_ZGg1FoI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7FOeKQ5kdYE/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332402028028434050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/SgB_ZGg1FoI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7FOeKQ5kdYE/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holy cow I'm a slacker! I'm not even going to try and make promises to update more often either LoL! Semester is over, finals are graded and I am kid free along with school free until the end of May! *woot* Thankfully I'll be school free until August. I am looking forward to when the boys get out for Summer break so we can have some fun at White Water and the pool. But I am enjoying a quiet house too (with the exception of the washer and dryer running).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished the semester with good grades but not straight A's like I strived for. I struggled a lot this semester actually but in the end I truly think my brain grew a little bit more :) I took two finals yesterday afternoon and finished them with one A and one B (not bad, right?). Ending my Spring semester with two A's two B's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to DisneyWorld in March and had a wonderful time! The trip there was not fun, we dealt with rain the entire way. Saturday night we couldn't find a hotel room anywhere along the way, so we were forced to drive through the entire night and arrived at The Animal Kingdom Lodge at 6:30 a.m. dead tired. We had planned to spend the night somewhere in Florida and finish the drive in to Orlando on Sunday morning, NOT drive all damn night! If you haven't been to the Animal Kingdom Lodge, DO IT! I highly recommend it!! It was the most wonderful experice ever. I've never stayed at such an awesome hotel before. Everything was truly amazing! We were treated very well, the hotel was gorgeous and the grounds were breathtaking. The Savannah view from our room was unbelievable. Every morning we saw so many animals from our balcony. Giraffe, zebra, gazelles, ankole cattle...etc. The sunrise safari we took was incredible too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We purchased a Disney Photopass cd with all of the pics the photopass people took of us on our trip. I love the photopass! There are people stationed in every park all over in various "picture perfect" locations. You walk up and they give you a card with a code on it, they take your picture(s) and scan your card. By the time you get to your hotel that evening all of your pictures are ready to be viewed in the lobby! You use the same card the whole trip and then when you get home you can go online and edit the pictures and order them if you like. We pre-purchased the CD which wasa pretty good deal and then when we got home, we were able to edit our pictures with fun captions, graphics and whatnot. Then we ordered the cd and it arrived a couple weeks ago! &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/5962772486143106109-3417966009826582559?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/3417966009826582559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=3417966009826582559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/3417966009826582559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/3417966009826582559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-long-time-since-i-rock-and-rolled.html' title='Been a long time since I rock and rolled...'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/SgB_ZGg1FoI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7FOeKQ5kdYE/s72-c/Image026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-8868548023130735820</id><published>2009-03-09T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:32:49.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed, pissed, and burned out</title><content type='html'>I just need to whine/vent so I can go about my damn day. I have been dealing with the financial aid office over at Oklahoma City University since October (when I enrolled for spring semester) and they STILL don’t have my shit together. But they have no problem charging me freaking LATE fees despite the tardiness being on their damn end!!! I am seriously bowled over at how slow and unorganized this incredibly expensive school is. I feel like OSU/OKC has it waaaaay more together than these guys. So today I had to fill out yet more paperwork for them and AGAIN I was assured that “this really was the last thing” needed to get my financial aid underway. I have been patient, BEYOND patient with them and today I just about lost my damn mind on the phone with them. I broke down and cried (I know it totally showed my weakness and now I will forever be the lady who called and cried *sigh*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been having trouble with my anxiety/anti-depressants and basically haven’t been on anything for about three weeks now. I’m feeling it. I just finished one 8 week accounting course that about freaking killed me and I start another one tomorrow (Managerial Acct.) for another 8 weeks, I’m scared out of my mind about it. I’m feeling completely burned out about school and it’s barely halfway through. This worries me a lot, because I am anal and I like to have high grades but here lately, I’ve thought a couple times that a C wouldn’t be too bad or considered dropping a class or two or three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave for a much needed vacation this Friday and I don’t have a damn thing done towards getting everything ready. I don’t know if or when I will actually. All I want to do is sleep when I don’t have to be in class. Pathetic I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me rant, there is so much more but honestly this is enough for now, I need to motivate myself to shower and go to class today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-8868548023130735820?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/8868548023130735820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=8868548023130735820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/8868548023130735820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/8868548023130735820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2009/03/stressed-pissed-and-burned-out.html' title='stressed, pissed, and burned out'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-1591153259452878920</id><published>2009-02-18T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:24:43.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes from the Universe</title><content type='html'>I've been following &lt;a href="http://domesticepisodes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rodeo Princess &lt;/a&gt;for some time, seriously I love her blog her writing is pure genius and will make you laugh until you cry. She wrote about &lt;a href="http://www.tut.com/"&gt;notes from the universe&lt;/a&gt;. Seemed interesting enough, so I signed up to get my daily notes from the universe too. The emails get sent directly to my Blackberry in the early morning so it's pretty much the first thing I read each day. They are nice notes to get each day, I read it then delete it and go on with my day until today. Today's note is still sitting in my inbox within my beloved crackberry. I've read it no less than 20 times today. *sigh* My note from the universe hit a note in my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you can look beneath their behavior that hurt you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Jennifer, and you can see the frightened child-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it becomes nearly impossible to be angry and carry a grudge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you so can.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ILY,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Universe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/5962772486143106109-1591153259452878920?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/1591153259452878920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=1591153259452878920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/1591153259452878920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/1591153259452878920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2009/02/notes-from-universe.html' title='Notes from the Universe'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-7935367077001699140</id><published>2008-11-23T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:32:19.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness...</title><content type='html'>1. What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;black and white underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Look to your right. What do you see?&lt;br /&gt;my nightstand with random stuff on it- water bottle, nail file, cell phone, cordless phone, alarm clock that we never use, various cd's I need to burn to my computer and MP3 player, wellbutrin, ibuprofen, eyeglasses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last person to text you?&lt;br /&gt;My housekeeper letting me know what time she was coming today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What were you doing ten minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;holding Kristopher's head while he puked in a trashcan, then cleaning him and the trashcan :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If there is something you should have been doing instead of that, what is it?&lt;br /&gt;Having lots of sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Look straight ahead of you. What do you see?&lt;br /&gt;windows with the blinds closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you going to do when you finish this meme?&lt;br /&gt;don't know, depends if Kristopher pukes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What are you going to do tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;class, PTK induction ceremony, homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is the last thing you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;Maggie and Eli playing Devil Went Down to Georgia on Guitar Hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who do you think will fill out this meme?&lt;br /&gt;no clue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-7935367077001699140?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/7935367077001699140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=7935367077001699140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/7935367077001699140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/7935367077001699140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2009/02/randomness.html' title='randomness...'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-5421462233707203259</id><published>2008-10-09T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:54:46.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these are pictures of our newest baby Abigail Sassafrass (Abbie for short). We adopted her 3 weeks ago and she is just precious. She especially loves the boys and is a great napper. She LOVES to cuddle too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v328/wndrgrrrl/Stuff/?action=view&amp;current=abbie4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v328/wndrgrrrl/Stuff/abbie4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v328/wndrgrrrl/Stuff/?action=view&amp;current=abbie3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v328/wndrgrrrl/Stuff/abbie3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v328/wndrgrrrl/Stuff/?action=view&amp;current=abbie1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v328/wndrgrrrl/Stuff/abbie1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry all the pictures are of her sleeping but it's all she does, she is only 12weeks old and was fixed the day before we brought her home. We love her!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-5421462233707203259?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/5421462233707203259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=5421462233707203259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/5421462233707203259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/5421462233707203259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2008/10/these-are-pictures-of-our-newest-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-2257972518897365269</id><published>2008-08-16T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:46:53.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who are you? who? who? who?</title><content type='html'>I suck I know! I rarely update and it's because I am totally lame no other reasoning. Summer has been fantastic, I'm sad to see it slowly fade and turn to fall almost. But of course our wedding is in like two weeks *egad* and the stress is tarting to pile on. The boys had a great time this summer both went on different trips and got lots of individual time with us as well as together time. It was nice. Of course my highlight so far (besides the wedding) was our trip to DC/NYC! It was fantastic!!! I was in awe the whole time and sad to leave. I'm going to post a crapload of pictures from our trip, I'm just waiting for them to load to my photobucket so I'm adding some fillibuster...I probably should have planned better right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for those pics to upload I'll fill you in a bit on what's going on lately. I had some major dental work done the other day and I'm not in great spirits because my freaking mouth hurts. However it was needed and wont ever need to be done again because now I will demonstrate good dental hygiene by going to the dentist like one should. My smile will be in top shape for the wedding though which is nice since we are paying for a blingy photographer and all right? School starts on Monday for me and Thursday for the boys. Why start on a Thursday? I have no idea but it annoys me to no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding...oh the wedding!! Things are really getting underway and it's been nice. It would be nicer if the people we loved most would be able to come but what can ya do right? Don't take offense Erica, your circumstances are understandable. It's the other 25 people that we gave a years notice to that I'm bothered by. I'm sad because even my two best girlfriends are kind of blase about the upcoming wedding. It's as if they could give a shit, which makes me feel pretty insignificant. If they were getting married I would be so excited and happy for them and want to be as much a part as I possibly could. Oh wait, one of them did just get married and I wasn't invited to the wedding. Apparently nobody was, but I heard throuh the grapevine that some came anyway. I was heartbroken to not be invited but did my best to understand it was what she wanted (just her, future hubby, their kids and both their parents). She is family to me though and I felt kind of gutted to miss out on something so special. Stacey gently told me that maybe she doesn't feel as much of a friend to me as I do to her. I guess I would be shocked because 20+ years friendship would be painful to not have anymore. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make a new entry with pictures&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-2257972518897365269?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/2257972518897365269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=2257972518897365269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/2257972518897365269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/2257972518897365269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2008/08/who-are-you-who-who-who.html' title='who are you? who? who? who?'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-7839394799036131699</id><published>2008-05-27T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:45:03.795-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='janes addiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kettle whistle'/><title type='text'>Kettle Whistle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She said, do you think you could?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I said, yeah, in a second. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sitting by a waterfall and when the people jump in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They hold their nose and kiss these walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Granite walls, water-polished walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ju&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;st don't ever want to move from this spot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can sit here for so long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a slide, suislide, you can live or die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Going down, going down, go down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boy came to the side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I said, "You want to go down that slide?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He said, "No man, hey you got a joint to sell me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We just smoked one, we got a roach we said. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I'll smoke the roach!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But first go down that slide man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go on down, go on down, go on down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sitting by a waterfall. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Could bear to watch the people sit and fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know the plants on the rocks are crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thinking that they could start a life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the spiral walls of a waterfall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slow divers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Their view is spectacular!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not just the words if hardly at all...it's the music, melody, harmonious eeriness, coupled with Perry's famous pitch. Somehow it wraps around you and snuggles you like an old favorite blanket should; just perfectly. God I love this cd.When I think of all the things I've done in my youth with this cd playing in the background; pausing occasionally in a lucid trance to ponder in amazement at just how great it sounds. How absolutely perfect for the moment it was each time I caught a note, chorus, bridge or wail. Nothing happening and it still is absolutely perfect.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Three days was the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My focus three days old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My head, it landed to the sounds of cricket bows... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am proud man anyway... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Covered now by three days... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Three ways was the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Three lovers, in three ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We knew when she landed, three days she'd stay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am a proud man anyway... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Covered now by three days... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We saw shadows of the morning light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The shadows of the evening sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till the shadows and the light were one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shadows of the morning light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The shadows of the evening sun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till the shadows and the light were one... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;True hunting is over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No herds to follow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Without game, men prey on each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The family weakens by the bite we swallow... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;True leaders gone, of land and people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We choose no kin but adopted strangers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The family weakens by the length we travel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of us with wings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of us with wings... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of us with wings! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of us with wings! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of us with wings! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of us with wings! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Erotic Jesus lays with his Marys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loves his Marys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bits of puzzle, hitting each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All now with wings! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Oh my Marys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never wonder... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Night is shelter for nudity's shiver...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All now with wings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-7839394799036131699?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/7839394799036131699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=7839394799036131699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/7839394799036131699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/7839394799036131699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2008/05/kettle-whistle.html' title='Kettle Whistle'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-891302329858575297</id><published>2008-05-18T18:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:48:35.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Things are going great right now. Summer is almost here, school is just about out for the boys. We went to White Water for a bit this afternoon, mainly to get our season passes set up so we can go regularly when school is out. I'm looking forward to it, the boys and I will have a lot of fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-891302329858575297?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/891302329858575297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=891302329858575297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/891302329858575297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/891302329858575297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-1982700043660683998</id><published>2008-04-24T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:48:04.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LMAO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/04/24/funny-pictures-omg-wut-r-u-doin/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-51924" style="word-spacing:913055px;font-size:913055px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/04/funny-pictures-mom-dad-surprised-cat.jpg" alt="humorous pictures" width="375" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;crazy cat pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-1982700043660683998?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/1982700043660683998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=1982700043660683998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/1982700043660683998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/1982700043660683998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2008/04/lmao.html' title='LMAO!'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-5371662127624588865</id><published>2008-04-23T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:47:20.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is so cool</title><content type='html'>That a public school music teacher in NYC with a love for Tori Amos had his children's choir do a beautiful beautiful rendition of the Tori classic Flying Dutchman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sfHXm8F13f8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pqA2uO2SvuA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/lj-embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-7127331650127017314?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/7127331650127017314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=7127331650127017314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/7127331650127017314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/7127331650127017314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2008/04/check-out-kristopher-in-hula-hooping.html' title='Check out Kristopher in a hula hooping contest!'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-6002514839543457869</id><published>2008-04-22T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:44:17.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm lame, here's an update!</title><content type='html'>I'm lame and haven't been keeping up with much of anything except school. Finals are around the corner for the next two weeks, I wish they would be here now so I could get them over with. I've got some Spring Fever and it takes everything within me to get my ass to school instead of dilly-dallying like I prefer. Lots going on to write about and maybe I'll get it all written down (or maybe not, we shall see)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's star with the most recent...we took a trip to Eureka Springs this weekend to meet with our newly hired wedding planner. Thank heavens! She helped us tremendously!! We now have a "theme" of sorts, colors, invitations picked, cake design and flowers decided! We also got some beautiful pictures of the hotel grounds and gardens too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the cake design we are in love with (it's very simple and clean looking but also elegant with the bow):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002sywx/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002sywx/s320x240" width="164" height="240" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the picture that inspired me and sealed the deal on what I wanted exactly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002thwz/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002thwz/s320x240" width="240" height="240" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because they are gorgeous, I'll put up some pics of the hotel that we took Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002w3zx/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002w3zx/s320x240" width="320" height="213" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002xekf/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002xekf/s320x240" width="320" height="213" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002ycq4/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002ycq4/s320x240" width="320" height="213" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our long drive home, we discussed a potential family vacation. We talked about how our friend and her family in Regina, Canada are going to Disney World in December and how wonderful it would be if we could go too. We talked about numbers and tossed around some ideas and well, I officially make our reservations for our room tomorrow!! We compromised and are going to drive (I did not want to drive, but flying is really expensive)the 20 hour trip but break it up with an overnight stay in New Orleans (woohoo!). I'm so excited that we get to go back to Disney World and I cannot wait to re-visit Epcot and really spend some time there unlike the last itme we went. We had a great day but didn't ride any rides and we had a short day so we didn't get to experience everything Epcot has to offer. It's going to be fantastic I just know it! PLUS the very best part is that we are going to spend New Years Eve in the Magic  Kingdom with our friend, her husband and their four children. This is going to be the best Christmas present ever for our family. I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories from our last trip:&lt;br /&gt;Stacey took this picture at the entrance to Epcot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002zw5c/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002zw5c/s320x240" width="320" height="214" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristopher having a little sombrero fun in Mexico at Epcot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0000ek5q/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0000ek5q/s320x240" width="320" height="214" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-6002514839543457869?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/6002514839543457869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=6002514839543457869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/6002514839543457869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/6002514839543457869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-lame-heres-update.html' title='I&apos;m lame, here&apos;s an update!'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-2233072979349226902</id><published>2008-02-26T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:43:17.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Moto!</title><content type='html'>I'm alive :) School is keeping me busy as well as a busy home life. I've got two exams this week and a paper due. Neither of which I am very confident I'll excel with. I feel so behind since I missed a week of school. I got all the notes and assignments I missed caught up but I still feel a little lost. I guess it really does pay to be at the lectures rather than getting the info secon hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding planning is pretty much non existent right now. Colors have been picked, table decorations have been decided upon (I think). Not a whole lot left but still so much to do yikes! We'll get it done eventually. Now is a really busy time for Stacey at work as they are putting on their state conference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be in D.C. in the beginning of June for 6 days then on to NYC for 4 days! I'm so excited!! I've never been to either place before so it's going to be awesome. We got tickets to see Gypsy with Patty Lupone performing. Stacey is so excited about it. I'm excited about the whole trip. I get to be nerdy and do a bunch of site seeing while she in the conference sessions. I can see all the stuff most people only learn about in History class. It's going to be wonderful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to have Stacey help me review for my Religions of Mankind exam that starts tomorrow. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-2233072979349226902?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/2233072979349226902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=2233072979349226902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/2233072979349226902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/2233072979349226902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-moto.html' title='Hello Moto!'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-2125448828701840716</id><published>2008-02-11T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:42:29.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming up for Air and Wheezing</title><content type='html'>I'm sick, way sick. I've got pneumonia and being treated for Pertussis. I don't know if I have full blown Pertussis or what but the dr. did say he wanted to treat me for it because he thinks I might have a touch of it as well. I feel like there is cotton in my lungs, my chest is tight and when I start coughing my side hurts intensely. I spent Saturday in the ER to get the lovely diagnosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of stuff has been done towards the wedding, E did you get your card in the mail? I'll update when I feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-2125448828701840716?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/2125448828701840716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=2125448828701840716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/2125448828701840716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/2125448828701840716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2008/02/coming-up-for-air-and-wheezing.html' title='Coming up for Air and Wheezing'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-4783436024957626760</id><published>2008-01-01T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:41:34.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002r554/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002r554/s320x240" width="320" height="206" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year came and went, am I crazy or does it seem like the years are coming faster? What's up with that man? We had a nice night that started with me grilling a couple beer marinated NY strips on my new indoor grill, baked potato and grilled asparagus. Dessert was a sugar dusted croissant filled with sweet cream cheese and strawberries! Delicious, every bit of it! I can't take credit for the dessert though because I bought it premade from the bakery at the store, but everything else I did :)We watched the Insight Bowl (Way to go OSU!!) then decided to get ready to head out for a little bit. Midnight struck, champagne was served (still have a bottle of the good stuff in the fridge ;)) a couple more drinks then home bound after a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a very low key and relaxing day so far. I've not done much except lounge on the couch and watch tv with my laptop. The black eyed peas are in the crockpot and just about ready to be eaten. I'm looking forward to another year and I hope this coming one is as wonderful if not better than the last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-4783436024957626760?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/4783436024957626760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=4783436024957626760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/4783436024957626760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/4783436024957626760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-1019761922687458182</id><published>2007-12-06T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:40:12.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas the night before Finals</title><content type='html'>My history teacher read this to the class this morning and I thought I would pass it on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twas the night before finals,&lt;br /&gt;And all through the college, &lt;br /&gt;The students were praying,&lt;br /&gt;For last minute knowledge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most were quite sleepy,&lt;br /&gt;But none touched their beds,&lt;br /&gt;While visions of essays Danced in their heads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out in the taverns,&lt;br /&gt;A few were still drinking,&lt;br /&gt;And hoping that liquor&lt;br /&gt;Would free up their thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my own room,&lt;br /&gt;I had been pacing,&lt;br /&gt;And dreading exams&lt;br /&gt;I soon would be facing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate was speechless,&lt;br /&gt;Her nose in her books,&lt;br /&gt;And my comments to her&lt;br /&gt;Drew unfriendly looks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drained all the coffee,&lt;br /&gt;And brewed a new pot,&lt;br /&gt;No longer caring&lt;br /&gt;that My nerves were shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at my notes,&lt;br /&gt;But my thoughts were muddy,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes went a blur,&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Some pizza might help,"&lt;br /&gt;I said with a shiver,&lt;br /&gt;But each place I called&lt;br /&gt;Refused to deliver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd nearly concluded,&lt;br /&gt;That life was too cruel,&lt;br /&gt;With futures depending&lt;br /&gt;On grades had in school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all of a sudden,&lt;br /&gt;Our door opened wide,&lt;br /&gt;And Patron Saint Put-It-Off,&lt;br /&gt;Ambled inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His spirit was careless,&lt;br /&gt;His manner was mellow,&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden,&lt;br /&gt;He started to bellow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On Cliff Notes, &lt;br /&gt;on Crib Notes,&lt;br /&gt;On Last Years Exams.&lt;br /&gt;On Wingit and Slingit,&lt;br /&gt;And Last Minute Crams." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His message delivered,&lt;br /&gt;He vanished from sight.&lt;br /&gt;But we heard him laughing,&lt;br /&gt;Outside in the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your teachers have pegged you,&lt;br /&gt;So just do your best.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Finals to All,&lt;br /&gt;And to all a Good Test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-1019761922687458182?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/1019761922687458182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=1019761922687458182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/1019761922687458182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/1019761922687458182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/12/twas-night-before-finals.html' title='Twas the night before Finals'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-6832234538312205161</id><published>2007-12-05T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:37:21.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals Fears</title><content type='html'>Finals are here this week and next. I have one more exam before my actual fial in my Principles of Management class. My speech class starts giving their final speeches today and next Wednesday. My favorite final will be my History final and that becomes available Monday. Then I will be done done done until January 14th! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring semester is going to be scary but I'm really looking forward to it. I'm taking Biology with a lab, Religions of Mankind, Psychology, and Local State and Government. I told Stacey that I feel excited because finishing this semester will really make a dent in the hours needed towards graduation and it feels like I am truly getting closer to having a degree. It's something I can't wait to have and it's a reality for me not a wish. I'm grateful for the oppourtunity to be able to go to school. I'm working hard to make good grades and I look forward to seeing my kid watch me walk across the stage and accept my diploma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck on my finals!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-6832234538312205161?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/6832234538312205161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=6832234538312205161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/6832234538312205161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/6832234538312205161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/12/finals-fears.html' title='Finals Fears'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-8171955919907752313</id><published>2007-12-03T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:36:14.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to have a plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitterfy.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img17.glitterfy.com/338/glitterfy142926826D33.gif" alt="Glitter Photos" border=0 /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitterfy.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I learned on my trip to Texas that I need a plan, I cannot stand around and wait for nothing to happen. I don't need an itinerary perse, I just need a general guideling to adhere to. There is room for change but not every.single.thing. has to be fucking changed every.single.fucking.time. I learned that there are some problems I absolutely cannot fix and I am 1000% powerless. I accept that now. I learned that people grow up, grow down, grow sideways, and sometimes grow inside out. I learned that I do not do well depending on other people or being at anyone else's mercy. I learned that sitting in the drizzling rain for 2 hours waiting can result in a cold 2 days later. I learned you never catch up on&amp;nbsp;lost sleep&amp;nbsp;and to stop trying. Most importantly, I learned I &lt;strong&gt;have to have a plan&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/5962772486143106109-8171955919907752313?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/8171955919907752313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=8171955919907752313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/8171955919907752313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/8171955919907752313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-have-to-have-plan.html' title='I have to have a plan'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-4030230060232154432</id><published>2007-11-29T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:35:19.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Joe comes home from Iraq tomorrow at 1:00 p.m. I'm going with his brother and mom to welcome him at ft. hood. We'll be leaving about 6 a.m. I've never been there before so it should be interesting. I'm so excited and I'll post pics when we come home on Sunday :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-4030230060232154432?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/4030230060232154432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=4030230060232154432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/4030230060232154432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/4030230060232154432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/11/coming-home.html' title='Coming Home!'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-7266037617900688007</id><published>2007-11-24T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:34:12.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What we'll be serving</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;First Course:&lt;/strong&gt; Portobello Fries served with a roated tomato coulie (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second Course:&lt;/strong&gt; House Salad with blasamic vinaigrette and shallot dressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third Course:&lt;/strong&gt; Tomato Basil soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth Course Beef option:&lt;/strong&gt; New York Oscar- 10 oz&amp;nbsp;cut of Black Angus Beef topped with asparagus, crabmeat and finished with a hollandaise sauce, served with baked potato and vegetables.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth Course Chicken option:&lt;/strong&gt; Champagne Chicken-6oz chicken breast lightly browned. Served with a creamy Champagne sauce on a bed of garden vegetable rice pilaf with honey butter glazed carrots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried it all&amp;nbsp; while in Eureka Springs and it was delicious! The menu is set now all we need are numbers and that is taken care of. We also decided on the bar service we would have and appetizers for the cocktail hour. Stacey made a mock up of our save the date postcards that we'll mail after the first of the year. I need to go pick up my dress from the store, it's been a week since they called to tell me it arrived. I think I'm afraid to bring it home and put it in the closet for fear that I'll be tempted to pull it out and look at it and something happen. I think it's safer at the bridal shop lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're home after a long day of driving yesterday. We arrived yesterday&amp;nbsp;early evening, and relaxed for the rest of the night. We had a really lovely time and it was nice to be kid free for a couple days, believe me. I love our boys but they have been pushing my buttons a lot lately and the older they get the more ornery they become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving was yummy of course, we dined at the hotel's brunch service and it was very good. I had lots of Champagne and chocolate covered strawberries, lamb, prime rib, ham etc...there was so much food! Too much to choose from actually.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took lots of pictures and I'll post them as soon as I get them uploaded and sorted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-7266037617900688007?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/7266037617900688007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=7266037617900688007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/7266037617900688007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/7266037617900688007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-well-be-serving.html' title='What we&apos;ll be serving'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-2899507441890335844</id><published>2007-11-20T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:32:24.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Across the Universe and State Lines</title><content type='html'>We went to the movies sans kids last week and watched Across The Universe. It was well written and the music wasn't butchered which was something I feared. I enjoyed it and would watch it again. We're getting ready for the Thanksgiving holiday coming up. Eli is going to Missouri to spend a couple days with hs dad who is traveling from Florida to visit him mom there. We'll be leaving early tomorrow morning to drive him to Springfield, then heading to Eureka Springs, AR to hang out until Friday morning when we go back to Missouri to pick him up and come home. Kristopher will spend the holiday with his own dad as well. It's going to be nice to have a couple days kid free, we're going to stay at The Crescent which is awesome because we've not stayed there before. We usually stay somewhere cheap and kid friendly not fancy when we travel to E.S. The Crescent is supposed to be haunted as well which makes us a little anxious but looking forward to checking out some paranormal activity.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall see what happens! When we come back , we'll be having our own thanksgiving dinner that Sunday with my mom and both of the boys. Speaking of my mom, she celebrated her birthday on Saturday, the big Five-Oh! We took her dinner and had a nice evening with cake. The boys helped make the cake too and did a great job. I think my mom had a nice birthday, I would like to have been able to do more for her but we have to budget our finances and did what we could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday  was our two year anniversary :) We had a nice relaxing day, I cooked chicken piccata for dinner and would have made brownies for dessert but our sink backed up and my kitchen became a huge mess until the plumber came last night. It was a nice quiet anniversary. Our treat will be having a couple days away from the kids this week and staying at the crescent as well as the Thanksgiving Brnuch they serve. It's supposed to be a very big and delicious deal in E.S. so we're excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some pictures from our trip when we get back. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-2899507441890335844?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/2899507441890335844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=2899507441890335844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/2899507441890335844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/2899507441890335844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/11/across-universe-and-state-lines.html' title='Across the Universe and State Lines'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-8526219969224929802</id><published>2007-11-11T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:57:40.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stacey Proposed Friday Night!</title><content type='html'>I know we've been planning a wedding and therefor already knew we were going to get married but she made it official and put a beautiful ring on my finger. It matches my other ring perfectly, which enables it to act as a band so I don't have to take it off either! I love my ring it's gorgeous and I feel so&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;fancy&lt;/em&gt; wearing it. It's the nicest thing I've ever owned, I feel as if I don't deserve it. I know it's silly but that part of me that grew up with nothing often tells myself things like that. Maybe it's my fear of having nothing again? I don't know. I know I am worthy of love and being loved and being treated nicely. I deserve to have something pretty but don't demand it. I'm very grateful for my life now but that small part of me keeps waiting for the other shoe to drop. It's that little girl in me that never had a promise kept or a dream met, it's the young woman in me that took that disappointment with me through my young adulthood and the grown woman in me that fears it's all going to be taken away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust because it's all I can do, if I worry or give in to my fears then I'm jinxing myself. I also trust because Stacey hasn't given me a reason not to. She's kept every promise or word, treated me unbelievably kind, spoiled me rotten and loves me uncondtionally. I'm so blessed and I have to put it somewhere or else I'll just explode. I feel like I can't share my feelings anywhere because then I'm bragging or whatever but dammit I came from someplace really dark and I'm in the light finally; why can't I share my joy a little bit? I don't want to make others feel bad or if they are in a worse place to remind them of that. I just want to remind myself and say it out loud where I came from and where I am now in my life emotionally and mostly recognize/acknowledge so I don't ever go back. *sigh* enough rambling lol I've got to run to the grocery..I'll post a pic of the ring too! The ones we took with the camera didn't come out very well, so I pulled a pic off the website and cropped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002p2zf/"&gt;&lt;img height="131" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002p2zf" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-8526219969224929802?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/8526219969224929802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=8526219969224929802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/8526219969224929802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/8526219969224929802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/11/stacey-proposed-friday-night.html' title='Stacey Proposed Friday Night!'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-2604157695009807248</id><published>2007-11-06T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:58:42.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics</title><content type='html'>honestly, the picture doesn't do it justice and doesn't show the gorgeous ivory and champagne colors but here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002e6ys/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002e6ys/s320x240" width="171" height="240" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002f70s/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002f70s/s320x240" width="167" height="240" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a close up of it on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002gzxt/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002gzxt/s320x240" width="160" height="240" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some details of the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002hzfs/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002hzfs/s320x240" width="160" height="240" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002ktzh/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/wndrgrrrl/pic/0002ktzh/s320x240" width="320" height="213" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-2604157695009807248?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/2604157695009807248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=2604157695009807248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/2604157695009807248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/2604157695009807248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/11/pics.html' title='Pics'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-6290458521652023874</id><published>2007-06-18T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T10:58:36.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't take it anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v328/wndrgrrrl/stress.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; School is about to seriously kill me. I hired a private tutor to come to the house for two hours a week (at least) in hopes of helping me not drown in this crap. I'm tired, the boys are acting like fools, my head hurts, the house is a damn mess and I am flat sick of it all right now. I just want to go to bed and try again another day...Did I take my wellbutrin today, or yesterday for that matter?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-6290458521652023874?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/6290458521652023874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=6290458521652023874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/6290458521652023874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/6290458521652023874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-cant-take-it-anymore.html' title='I can&apos;t take it anymore'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-8922572647279021669</id><published>2007-05-29T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:38:22.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you turn a hobby into a business?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RlxzzaWEddI/AAAAAAAAABM/ybYCOxhAOBs/s1600-h/bag_of_money.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RlxzzaWEddI/AAAAAAAAABM/ybYCOxhAOBs/s200/bag_of_money.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070054607594747346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously trying to figure out how people can make money doing what they love (i.e. hobbies and such). I've worked really hard on my website and hope to someday be able to run it as a business to bring in extra income for us, but I don't see how it's going ot be possible. I want to deliver a good product and not have to charge an arm or leg for membership either you know? It's hard to think about and figure out as well. I'm learning more and more through school and changed my major to business as well, in hopes of gaining more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some research and there are some wonderful business search engines out there to ease the stress in looking for international businesses or products. I was reading about &lt;a href="http://www.masterseek.com" onclick="submitIframeBlogId1534OppId5('1')" target="_blank"&gt;masterseek&lt;/a&gt;, their site looks so nice! I need to find out who does their web design and talk to them about my website as well. I am in the process of searching for some jewelry businesses (a girl can dream can't she?)to look at some pretty baubles. I noticed I can join and advertise my hopeful business as well. It's like Google but for businesses, which is awesome because you don't have to sift through a bunch of ads or links in order to find what you are needing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function submitIframeBlogId1534OppId5(linkId){document.getElementById("iframeBloggerwaveBlogId1534OppId5").src="http://www.bloggerwave.com/ClickTrack.aspx?OpportunityId=5&amp;BlogId=1534&amp;LinkId="   linkId;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;iframe id="iframeBloggerwaveBlogId1534OppId5" name="iframeBloggerwaveBlogId1534OppId5" src="http://www.bloggerwave.com/ViewTrack.aspx?OpportunityId=5&amp;BlogId=1534" scrolling="no" width="100%" height="27" frameborder="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-8922572647279021669?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/8922572647279021669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=8922572647279021669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/8922572647279021669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/8922572647279021669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/05/can-you-turn-hobby-into-business.html' title='can you turn a hobby into a business?'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RlxzzaWEddI/AAAAAAAAABM/ybYCOxhAOBs/s72-c/bag_of_money.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-7076877681128418637</id><published>2007-05-29T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:38:22.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday parties and the bank that breaks with them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RlxzI6WEdcI/AAAAAAAAABE/MfbVthGWTJw/s1600-h/happy-birthday-cake-balloons32586690.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RlxzI6WEdcI/AAAAAAAAABE/MfbVthGWTJw/s320/happy-birthday-cake-balloons32586690.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070053877450307010" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good freaking heavens my kids are expensive! Eli had his birthday party in May at Chuck E. Cheese and that cost a pretty penny, now Kristopher's birthday is coming in June and we're going to shell out another small fortune for it as well. I love my children but they are breaking my bank for sure. Kristopher hasn't made up his mind about what he wants to do for his birthday, one day it's Chuck E. Cheese, the next it's the public pool, then he goes for the big guns and wants Incredible Pizza! Yikes! Thankfully I signed up at &lt;a href="http://www.bloggerwave.com/" onclick="submitIframeBlogId1533OppId4('1')" target="_blank"&gt;Bloggerwave&lt;/a&gt; to make some extra cash with my blogging. Every bit helps and if I blog enough I can earn plenty enough to help offset the cost of the birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function submitIframeBlogId1533OppId4(linkId){document.getElementById("iframeBloggerwaveBlogId1533OppId4").src="http://www.bloggerwave.com/ClickTrack.aspx?OpportunityId=4&amp;BlogId=1533&amp;LinkId=" + linkId;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;iframe id="iframeBloggerwaveBlogId1533OppId4" name="iframeBloggerwaveBlogId1533OppId4" src="http://www.bloggerwave.com/ViewTrack.aspx?OpportunityId=4&amp;amp;BlogId=1533" frameborder="no" height="27" scrolling="no" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-7076877681128418637?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/7076877681128418637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=7076877681128418637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/7076877681128418637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/7076877681128418637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/05/birthday-parties-and-bank-that-breaks.html' title='Birthday parties and the bank that breaks with them'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RlxzI6WEdcI/AAAAAAAAABE/MfbVthGWTJw/s72-c/happy-birthday-cake-balloons32586690.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-1671463471231436375</id><published>2007-05-26T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:38:23.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew! We've been busy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/Rlj-baWEdaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vNY5KNkrENA/s1600-h/Pooped%2BCat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/Rlj-baWEdaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vNY5KNkrENA/s320/Pooped%2BCat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069081127487305122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all thank God it's the last week of school and thank GOD thi is a four day weekend. I am exhausted and so is Stacey. But most importantly, thank God the kids are at the grandparents tonight! Woohoo! I wish I could say that we've done nothing but relax and veg out all day, but nope. We've been battling the fleas, our dogs are killing us and themselves with the fleas. So we had to fog the house, and then clean up the mess, wash the dogs, and spray the dang yard too. It's been busy as hell and I'm tired. We did get some potentially good news, the grandparents might keep the kids for one more night. THEN we wont do anything but veg LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-1671463471231436375?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/1671463471231436375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=1671463471231436375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/1671463471231436375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/1671463471231436375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/05/whew-weve-been-busy.html' title='Whew! We&apos;ve been busy!!'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/Rlj-baWEdaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vNY5KNkrENA/s72-c/Pooped%2BCat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-2014469439928926660</id><published>2007-05-06T16:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T16:47:32.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help my kid out please</title><content type='html'>Kristopher is walking for Juvenile Diabetes on June 2nd and if you could will ya click the link and donate a few bucks in his name? He hasn't had anybody donate on his page yet :( Thanks y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://walk.jdrf.org/index.cfm?fuseaction=extranet.personalpage&amp;amp;confirmid=86681355&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-2014469439928926660?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/2014469439928926660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=2014469439928926660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/2014469439928926660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/2014469439928926660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/05/help-my-kid-out-please.html' title='Help my kid out please'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-4609001353116371156</id><published>2007-05-04T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:38:23.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayfest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RjutHOghLNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1WjWntH2jno/s1600-h/carnival.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RjutHOghLNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1WjWntH2jno/s320/carnival.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060828945946062034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! Tonight is the school's Mayfest. I have no idea what to expect or look forward to but they suckered me out of $20 worth of tickets for it. The boys have been looking forward to this all week long and talked of nothing but this and Star wars (of course) all week long. I"ll come along and post how I survived later this evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-4609001353116371156?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/4609001353116371156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=4609001353116371156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/4609001353116371156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/4609001353116371156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/05/mayfest.html' title='Mayfest'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RjutHOghLNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1WjWntH2jno/s72-c/carnival.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-1944591217421984361</id><published>2007-05-03T11:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T11:50:44.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=okcgrl&amp;postid=03May2007&amp;amp;meme=thk"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-1944591217421984361?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/1944591217421984361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=1944591217421984361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/1944591217421984361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/1944591217421984361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/05/thankful-thursdays.html' title='Thankful Thursdays'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-3379029034017951731</id><published>2007-04-29T14:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T14:34:32.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="border-collapse:collapse;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=66504145&amp;ver=102906" quality="high" salign="lt" width="500" height="376" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:0px;background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px;  filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/dot.gif?w=SS&amp;d=A79B&amp;amp;c=1&amp;id=66504145" /&gt;&lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;amp;refid=66504145"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_logo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px;  filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="right"&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=66504145"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_create.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=66504145"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_view.gif" /&gt;&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/5962772486143106109-3379029034017951731?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/3379029034017951731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=3379029034017951731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/3379029034017951731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/3379029034017951731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-6118541332201689124</id><published>2007-04-28T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:38:23.291-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RjNqYughLMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Bb1C648L38Q/s1600-h/Soccer+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RjNqYughLMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Bb1C648L38Q/s400/Soccer+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058503779501026498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic from our game last week. As you can see I have a ham on my hands. The child can never just stand still, smile or look at the camera, it's either one of those things or none of those things. Lord knows I love him but I can't get a nice picture of him or his brother to save my life. People think I am crazy for wanting another one, but I do and if it makes me nuts then so be it. Maybe I will get lucky and have a girl next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-6118541332201689124?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/6118541332201689124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=6118541332201689124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/6118541332201689124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/6118541332201689124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/04/heres-pic-from-our-game-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RjNqYughLMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Bb1C648L38Q/s72-c/Soccer+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-6030956524883338525</id><published>2007-04-27T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:38:23.516-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PTA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><title type='text'>Soccer moms rule!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RjJvXeghLLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/w_BNrv6-sx0/s1600-h/soccer_mom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RjJvXeghLLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/w_BNrv6-sx0/s400/soccer_mom.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058227780607618226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow! I have joined the rank of ranks. Within one month I have crossed two major thresholds of mommyland; Soccer mom and PTA volunteer. Oh yes, it's happened to me of all people and I find it strangely fulfilling, exciting and *gasp* fun. No really, I get to sort of be a boss (which I like) but without all the serious responsibility, I get to organize and plan and what I don't want to do I enlist other parents for. It's an ace plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal right now is to find a way to get a sponsor for our school because we need $15,000 in order to have all day kindergarten next year. Now, I have a pre-k kid right now so next year is Kindergarten for him so I can't tell you how important it is that both of those boys be in school all day. It is essential for my sanity (and yours too actually). So yes, my motives are purely selfish, but there is a huge benefit to all if we can get it accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer practice rained out today, game tomorrow at noon! So far out little team has clobbered the competition and let's hope tomorrow is no different. I'd end this with some sort of cool "gooooooooo *insert team name here* but we don't have a team name yet, we're the kids in the purple shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RjJvHOghLKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OyzRZcRyuHU/s1600-h/soccer_mom.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-6030956524883338525?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/6030956524883338525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=6030956524883338525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/6030956524883338525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/6030956524883338525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/04/soccer-moms-rule.html' title='Soccer moms rule!'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RjJvXeghLLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/w_BNrv6-sx0/s72-c/soccer_mom.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-5618887323862917822</id><published>2007-04-20T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:38:24.121-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tee ball'/><title type='text'>Whats a mom to do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RijvrsFoxDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A4nwxhXD5JQ/s1600-h/kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RijvrsFoxDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A4nwxhXD5JQ/s400/kid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055554115571598386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what my boys look like most of the time. It seems that on the weekends I only know them by the backs of their head since they are glued to the XBox or the computer. W don't allow the XBox to be played during the week so when the weekend comes those boys are in full throttle to race to that machine and get lost in a world of Lego Knights Kingdom, Grabbed by the Ghoulies, Cars or their newest obsession Disney Extreme Skateboarding. Lord I love my children and am impressed with their video game genius but good grief they would live in front of that thing if we let them. That's why we let them go crazy with it on the weekends. Of course, every.single.damned.day. Eli asks "'is today a weekend?" He's like a junkie looking for a fix sometimes! Kristopher is no better let me tell you! Their hearts are in the right place I suppose and we do make sure they get plenty of exercise, fresh air and fun outside of the home to make up for their glazed over eyes when the video games are on. They play soccer, basketball and tee ball so I don't think we are warping them too much right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-5618887323862917822?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/5618887323862917822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=5618887323862917822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/5618887323862917822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/5618887323862917822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-what-my-boys-look-like-most-of.html' title='Whats a mom to do?'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tEFtCacLDp4/RijvrsFoxDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A4nwxhXD5JQ/s72-c/kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962772486143106109.post-2064367759302975772</id><published>2007-04-19T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T11:34:59.609-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nose picking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Things I never thought I would say to my children</title><content type='html'>Take your hand out of the toilet bowl, no don't lick it after!!!&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't belong in your nose&lt;br /&gt;No, I do not pee from my butt&lt;br /&gt;No, you do not pee from your butt&lt;br /&gt;I said that doesn't belong in your nose&lt;br /&gt;Don't eat food you've dropped on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Stop feeding the dog your dinner&lt;br /&gt;We have to go to the ER and have that removed from your nose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5962772486143106109-2064367759302975772?l=lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/feeds/2064367759302975772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5962772486143106109&amp;postID=2064367759302975772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/2064367759302975772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5962772486143106109/posts/default/2064367759302975772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmommyland.blogspot.com/2007/04/things-i-never-thought-i-would-say-to.html' title='Things I never thought I would say to my children'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933294411966767049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
