<?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-509349098794447620</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:17:25.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Lake Road</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-7396469750301691388</id><published>2009-11-12T09:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T09:37:54.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Under Construction!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-7396469750301691388?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7396469750301691388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=7396469750301691388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7396469750301691388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7396469750301691388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/under-construction.html' title=''/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-7701701569297793257</id><published>2008-10-20T16:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T14:55:21.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My. . .</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're now a family of 4...&lt;br /&gt;4 eyes that is. Both the kids went to the eye doctor and both kids need glasses. Zoie got hers the end of September and Jeremy's hasn't gotten his yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had two field trips. Jeremy went to the City Museum and Zoie went to Relleke Pumpkin Farm.&lt;br /&gt;They had pony rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4yBHYRm6I/AAAAAAAAAeE/FjEhDrFSqag/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259696409557441442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4yBHYRm6I/AAAAAAAAAeE/FjEhDrFSqag/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;face painting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4yBR_VnRI/AAAAAAAAAeM/SFcRAbP7G4U/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259696412405636370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4yBR_VnRI/AAAAAAAAAeM/SFcRAbP7G4U/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;petting zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4yBs7sBVI/AAAAAAAAAeU/F0YgbINR4Zc/s1600-h/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259696419638084946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4yBs7sBVI/AAAAAAAAAeU/F0YgbINR4Zc/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay ride through the pumpkin patch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4yCNorueI/AAAAAAAAAec/xCgarGErLMI/s1600-h/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259696428416743906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4yCNorueI/AAAAAAAAAec/xCgarGErLMI/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a fun day but it very exhausting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moe got fixed. They recommend at 6 months. I just wanted to get it done before he starts marking his territory. Nothing is worse than a cat spraying except for a skunk. Now we are debating if we should get him declawed. I haven't seen him scratching on the furniture, but he is tearing up the back door screen from climbing on it. I try to clip his nails once a week to keep that down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoie is going to be a Cat for Halloween. Got her the ears and tail and a black sweat suit. She 's also gonna be a penguin for the December program so that suit will be double tasking. I just have to look for some good face paint to make up her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy is debating on whether he's going to go trick or treating this year. I'm not sure how old is too old. He said he'll use his costume from last year if he goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still have some issues with my RA. My blood counts are going down, but the swelling in my knees and hands are not going down. They are still a little painful, especially in the morning or when I walk for too long. I don't go back to the Rheumatologist until the middle of November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that about sums up the past month. Not a whole lot of excitement going on here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-7701701569297793257?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7701701569297793257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=7701701569297793257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7701701569297793257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7701701569297793257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-my.html' title='Oh My. . .'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4yBHYRm6I/AAAAAAAAAeE/FjEhDrFSqag/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-3970999085990242684</id><published>2008-09-09T14:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T14:56:21.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School is going good</title><content type='html'>Zoie just loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hasn't got one bad thing to say about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jumped on the bus the first day like she was a pro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeremy is enjoying school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He doesn't have to many complaints yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a few photos of the 1st days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4pReIb41I/AAAAAAAAAdk/IuFEegKCUk8/s1600-h/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259686794938278738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4pReIb41I/AAAAAAAAAdk/IuFEegKCUk8/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todd and I had to go the first day with Zoie for a hour and a half. They colored and did a little scavenger hunt looking for the ginger bread man. He was found in the cafeteria and the kids got to eat him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4pR74YAwI/AAAAAAAAAds/Haf8m1npgPk/s1600-h/DSC_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259686802923979522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4pR74YAwI/AAAAAAAAAds/Haf8m1npgPk/s320/DSC_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the 2nd day where she acutally got to ride the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was way too excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She couldn't hardly stand still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4pSmR9IcI/AAAAAAAAAd0/KiFNAaYdheE/s1600-h/DSC_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259686814305558978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4pSmR9IcI/AAAAAAAAAd0/KiFNAaYdheE/s320/DSC_0096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4pS9hOV7I/AAAAAAAAAd8/ZxNvi4Ud0HI/s1600-h/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259686820543616946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4pS9hOV7I/AAAAAAAAAd8/ZxNvi4Ud0HI/s320/DSC_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-3970999085990242684?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3970999085990242684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=3970999085990242684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3970999085990242684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3970999085990242684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-is-going-good.html' title='School is going good'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SP4pReIb41I/AAAAAAAAAdk/IuFEegKCUk8/s72-c/DSC_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-3429920275363705053</id><published>2008-08-25T11:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T11:45:05.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loves the sound of water</title><content type='html'>If he hears it running or being splashed he's there in a hurry.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SLLehlPA1ZI/AAAAAAAAAcg/dKfv5Igm0tk/s1600-h/TakinABath1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238493985097438610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SLLehlPA1ZI/AAAAAAAAAcg/dKfv5Igm0tk/s320/TakinABath1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SLLehzsYnBI/AAAAAAAAAco/ohlF6AEwA7g/s1600-h/TakinABath2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238493988978727954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SLLehzsYnBI/AAAAAAAAAco/ohlF6AEwA7g/s320/TakinABath2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SLLehyDu9EI/AAAAAAAAAcw/F2MuFInL69g/s1600-h/TakinABath3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238493988539790402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SLLehyDu9EI/AAAAAAAAAcw/F2MuFInL69g/s320/TakinABath3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime Zoie's in the bath he is right there. Licking the water off her hair when it comes into reach. Walking back and fourth on the edge of the tube. I think it's the splashing sound of the water he loves so much. He even comes running when I'm getting a glass of water from the fridge. For an animal known for hating water he sure loves it. Doesn't mind getting a bath now and than but only if he's being held.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-3429920275363705053?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3429920275363705053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=3429920275363705053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3429920275363705053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3429920275363705053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/08/loves-sound-of-water.html' title='Loves the sound of water'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SLLehlPA1ZI/AAAAAAAAAcg/dKfv5Igm0tk/s72-c/TakinABath1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-2277190093351757752</id><published>2008-08-07T06:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T07:11:15.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I would like you to meet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Moe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SJrcgk2VfMI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Rek6CB5yBh0/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231736369349754050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SJrcgk2VfMI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Rek6CB5yBh0/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Short for motorboat.  Because all he does is purr, even in his sleep.  I'm not sure if that's the name he will keep.  I always get over ruled.  I'm trying to stand firm.  Hey if I have to pay for getting him fixed and declawed, which was the agreement Todd and I had, I should get to name him, right?  One would think so.  But It probably won't work out that way because I carried those kids for 9 months and all my names got shot down.  Zoie swears it's a girl and keeps running girl names past me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SJrcg_vQ0jI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/0NrjiJROxxA/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231736376567845426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SJrcg_vQ0jI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/0NrjiJROxxA/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where he camped out all night, Jeremy's bed.  Just don't tell Zoie because she wanted him to sleep with her.  He did lay down with her for a split second but since Jeremy was still up 'Moe' had to check it out and just ended up there all night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that he's up I need to see if he remembers where his litter box is.  It's so nice to get a cat that is already trained.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SJrcg_vQ0jI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/0NrjiJROxxA/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-2277190093351757752?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/2277190093351757752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=2277190093351757752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/2277190093351757752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/2277190093351757752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-would-like-you-to-meet.html' title='I would like you to meet'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SJrcgk2VfMI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Rek6CB5yBh0/s72-c/DSC_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-8799955862391947421</id><published>2008-08-03T15:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T16:10:46.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The kids and I got the thumbs up. . .</title><content type='html'>to finally get a pet.  Todd said we could get a kitty cat.  I really like dogs better, but I think a cat will fit in better.  I don't have to worry about muddy little paw prints on the floor or listening to a barking alarm when someone knocks.  Plus with my condition I don't know how bending over all the time cleaning up little potty messes and having to get up fast enough to open the door to let them out.  My Aunt has some kittens that will be ready to take home soon.   I'll have to go shopping for food, food bowls, litter and litter box sometime so we'll be ready.   Oh and I can't forget toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 1 more month until my little baby will be a big girl.  She starts kindergarten.   No really, these are tears of joy.  Tuesday is school registration.  We already have all the school supplies, sitting in a pile in the computer room.  I still have to take them to get haircuts and shoes.  I need to get Zoie some new shorts.   I already got Jeremy's new school clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to do with myself?  I'm still going to babysit on Fridays and I'm thinking and hoping that in a few months I'll be able to get a small job for a few hours a day.  Just have to play that by ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pictures of the first day of school and the kitty when we get 'em.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-8799955862391947421?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/8799955862391947421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=8799955862391947421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/8799955862391947421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/8799955862391947421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/08/kids-and-i-got-thumbs-up.html' title='The kids and I got the thumbs up. . .'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-2331973947189271834</id><published>2008-07-06T12:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:34.955-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Weekend</title><content type='html'>We had a pretty good weekend. Friday my brother and his family came over for a bbq. Had some really yummy food. Brats, my everybody loves homemade macaroni &amp;amp; cheese, 7 layer salad, pasta salad, baked beans, chips, cream puff cake and what is 4th of July without watermelon. MMMMM! Then when it got dark we went to the empty lot next door and let off our fireworks. It was great, everyone enjoyed them, all 40 of us. The neighbors, some of their families, us and the people we invited over. I got a few pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHELqQbQcRI/AAAAAAAAAbY/NT0QwsdTn40/s1600-h/DSC_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219966263690817810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHELqQbQcRI/AAAAAAAAAbY/NT0QwsdTn40/s320/DSC_0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHELqOmNM2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/41Q5gu_BrLk/s1600-h/DSC_0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219966263199871842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHELqOmNM2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/41Q5gu_BrLk/s320/DSC_0050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHELqSOHy8I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/bBbzMrDMaIw/s1600-h/DSC_0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219966264172596162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHELqSOHy8I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/bBbzMrDMaIw/s320/DSC_0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went down to our friends property for some fun.&lt;br /&gt;The girls played in the hose,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHERL_u2OYI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Xic6NOj8c4w/s1600-h/DSC_0162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219972340883274114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHERL_u2OYI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Xic6NOj8c4w/s320/DSC_0162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the boys played on the 4 wheelers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHERMPfVE7I/AAAAAAAAAbo/oVj8rpk8ves/s1600-h/DSC_0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219972345113154482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHERMPfVE7I/AAAAAAAAAbo/oVj8rpk8ves/s320/DSC_0189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the girls were all dried off they went for a little wagon ride,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHERMvcxTiI/AAAAAAAAAbw/vyHru8UspTI/s1600-h/DSC_0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219972353692356130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHERMvcxTiI/AAAAAAAAAbw/vyHru8UspTI/s320/DSC_0190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go out to eat for dinner and a little fishing after before it got too dark,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHERMzIQQLI/AAAAAAAAAcA/pzVOUM0gw5g/s1600-h/DSC_0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219972354680045746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHERMzIQQLI/AAAAAAAAAcA/pzVOUM0gw5g/s320/DSC_0216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd even got in on the action, but he did have to have someone put the worm on and take the fish off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHERMytSh0I/AAAAAAAAAb4/1gXTJQK_DW0/s1600-h/DSC_0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219972354566948674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHERMytSh0I/AAAAAAAAAb4/1gXTJQK_DW0/s320/DSC_0212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is just a lazy day for me. I'm a little sore. Todd's out working on his car and the kids are relaxing watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-2331973947189271834?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/2331973947189271834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=2331973947189271834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/2331973947189271834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/2331973947189271834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-weekend.html' title='Great Weekend'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SHELqQbQcRI/AAAAAAAAAbY/NT0QwsdTn40/s72-c/DSC_0067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-4929158365957594966</id><published>2008-06-09T14:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:35.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling so much better</title><content type='html'>I went to the Rheumatologist this past Wednesday. I've been put on tons of meds. Methotrexate (4 pills at one time once a week), Hydroxychlor (2 per day), Prednisone (2 per day), Meloxicam (1 per day) and Folic Acid (1 per day). The only side effects I've been having is after taking the morning dose of Hydroxychlor I feel dizzy and really tired. I have to lay down for about an hour. The evening dose doesn't bother me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had to go to the eye doctor also. With these drugs the doctor wanted a before and after type thing with my eyes. I also have to go in for blood work every 2 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling so much better though. I'm not stiff or in pain all day long. I still have a little trouble going up and down stairs. I still get tired quickly but I don't know if that's just from the meds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got other good news. I got a guest spot on Dani Alencar Creative Team for June and July. Here's my 1st layout I did with her new kit that came out last week @thedigichick.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SE2R2LxKaxI/AAAAAAAAAZg/whTg7CDrwTY/s1600-h/NatureGirl-dani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209980703995489042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SE2R2LxKaxI/AAAAAAAAAZg/whTg7CDrwTY/s320/NatureGirl-dani.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's the LO I did with Jacques stuff that came out last Friday @the-lilypad.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SE2R25LxhnI/AAAAAAAAAZo/iJa84Tubpcg/s1600-h/NoShoesRequired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209980716186699378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SE2R25LxhnI/AAAAAAAAAZo/iJa84Tubpcg/s320/NoShoesRequired.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that I'm going to go. I think I'm gonna take a tiny nap before I have to start dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great week.&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/509349098794447620-4929158365957594966?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/4929158365957594966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=4929158365957594966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/4929158365957594966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/4929158365957594966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/06/feeling-so-much-better.html' title='Feeling so much better'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SE2R2LxKaxI/AAAAAAAAAZg/whTg7CDrwTY/s72-c/NatureGirl-dani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-4914426293356261927</id><published>2008-05-21T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:35.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pats self on back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SDScTKpEERI/AAAAAAAAAZY/z-2N_g-4yvk/s1600-h/Boy2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202955322607800594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SDScTKpEERI/AAAAAAAAAZY/z-2N_g-4yvk/s320/Boy2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love how this one turned out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-4914426293356261927?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/4914426293356261927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=4914426293356261927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/4914426293356261927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/4914426293356261927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/05/pats-self-on-back.html' title='Pats self on back'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SDScTKpEERI/AAAAAAAAAZY/z-2N_g-4yvk/s72-c/Boy2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-747339291996130269</id><published>2008-05-13T10:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T14:05:05.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 35 and not ashamed to say</title><content type='html'>"I want my mommy!"&lt;br /&gt;I have a love hate relationship with this time of year. I enjoy it because I have my own kids but down deep I'm falling apart because my mom isn't here. Now especially that I'm going through my medical problems. Todd is there for me but nothing can compare to having the support from your mom.&lt;br /&gt;I've been having a painful flare up the last few days. I don't know if it's because of the stress over the weekend or I pushed myself too much when I went shopping last Friday. So I'm taking it easy the next few days. Laying in bed and working on a LO or two that needs to be done by this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I did have a cute moment this Sunday. Zoie told me that she didn't get me a card because she couldn't drive and no money to get me one. She did make me a card. It said. .&lt;br /&gt;I heart mom&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day&lt;br /&gt;Todd wasn't sure what I wanted for Mother's Day so we went to the store. I was told by Zoie that I couldn't go because I would see what they picked out. But I told her that daddy needs help picking out what I want so I needed to go so he would get it right. I got this cute little bird bath for the front. It's not a cement one. It's made out of hard plastic and it has flowers and a cute little bunny on the base.&lt;br /&gt;And since I was feeling better last week I said I would start babysitting again. What was I thinking. . . Now this week I feel like crap. I only watch them on Fridays. I think I'll be ok for just one day a week. I'm not sure how it's going to go after I start my treatment. Hopefully I won't have the bad side effects with the medicine I'll be on.&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Take Care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-747339291996130269?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/747339291996130269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=747339291996130269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/747339291996130269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/747339291996130269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-35-and-not-ashamed-to-say.html' title='I&apos;m 35 and not ashamed to say'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-3379190313428358326</id><published>2008-05-01T10:46:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:35.731-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a bad mom. . .</title><content type='html'>for letting my kid play outside in her jammies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SBnn-IW2Y2I/AAAAAAAAAXo/7Cg4dhWM2F8/s1600-h/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195438699729806178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SBnn-IW2Y2I/AAAAAAAAAXo/7Cg4dhWM2F8/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a beautiful day and she couldn't wait to get outside. So I just let her run out the door without changing her clothes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-3379190313428358326?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3379190313428358326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=3379190313428358326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3379190313428358326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3379190313428358326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/05/am-i-bad-mom.html' title='Am I a bad mom. . .'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/SBnn-IW2Y2I/AAAAAAAAAXo/7Cg4dhWM2F8/s72-c/DSC_0097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-8245582989156372969</id><published>2008-04-28T12:38:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T15:22:00.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't my new header Cute ?</title><content type='html'>:) Well of course it is, I put the new photos of the kids that we got taken this weekend in it this time.&lt;br /&gt;I used Jacque's stuff too from the-lilypad.com (XL Frames, What's the Weather, Home Tweet Home, Good Day Sunshine)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-8245582989156372969?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/8245582989156372969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=8245582989156372969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/8245582989156372969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/8245582989156372969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/04/aint-my-new-header-cute.html' title='Isn&apos;t my new header Cute ?'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-6472549037364453421</id><published>2008-04-09T16:55:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:35.997-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos I said I would post</title><content type='html'>Oh golly gee I didn't take to many photos in March. I better start taking more.&lt;br /&gt;This is the only good ones for March that I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R_08p8lX_WI/AAAAAAAAAWA/UK-a7jGrbII/s1600-h/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187369037135871330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R_08p8lX_WI/AAAAAAAAAWA/UK-a7jGrbII/s320/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.A.R.E. Graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R_08HslX_VI/AAAAAAAAAV4/dSYQaMCwM14/s1600-h/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R_0-kMlX_XI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ATj27_SpgJ8/s1600-h/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187371137374879090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R_0-kMlX_XI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ATj27_SpgJ8/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Town Easter Egg hunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R_0-l8lX_YI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/j-sWT4AlH94/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187371167439650178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R_0-l8lX_YI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/j-sWT4AlH94/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zoie being proud of her little eggs.&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/509349098794447620-6472549037364453421?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6472549037364453421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=6472549037364453421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6472549037364453421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6472549037364453421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/04/photos-i-said-i-would-post.html' title='Photos I said I would post'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R_08p8lX_WI/AAAAAAAAAWA/UK-a7jGrbII/s72-c/DSC_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-7732957784718313566</id><published>2008-03-31T14:32:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T15:23:12.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rough Month</title><content type='html'>Just a month ago I was diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis. I've been having a hard time coming to terms with this. It's something I'm going to have to live with for the rest of my life. My joints are so painful that I have a hard time doing anything without a struggle. I can't do normal day to day stuff without paying for it the next day. OTC pain pills are not working. I don't go to the Rheumatologist until the 21st of April. I guess I have to bite the bullet until then.&lt;br /&gt;On another note.&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful Easter. Spent it over my brothers most of the day and went to Todd's parents that evening. And the weekend before I took Zoie to the town Easter egg hunt. She got a ticket in one of the eggs that said she won a small prize. It was a little stuffed bunny.&lt;br /&gt;Can ya believe that Zoie is going to be 5 in less than two weeks. She is growing up so fast. She'll be starting kindergarten this fall too. I was so looking forward to going back to work, but I'm not sure where my RA will be at by then. Hopefully I can get a good medication to put it into remission.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some pictures to recap on the month of March later. The connection is acting up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-7732957784718313566?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7732957784718313566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=7732957784718313566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7732957784718313566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7732957784718313566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/03/rough-month.html' title='A Rough Month'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-6357222531265678417</id><published>2008-03-04T12:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:36.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Guest</title><content type='html'>As I finished cleaning off the table after dinner I noticed we had a little guest that we didn't know had visited. We weren't the only ones who enjoyed the garlic cheese biscuits. Yummy!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R82Xnq10Y1I/AAAAAAAAAVo/TxC0CP68DcM/s1600-h/lady-bug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173958254689280850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R82Xnq10Y1I/AAAAAAAAAVo/TxC0CP68DcM/s320/lady-bug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-6357222531265678417?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6357222531265678417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=6357222531265678417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6357222531265678417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6357222531265678417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/03/dinner-guest.html' title='Dinner Guest'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R82Xnq10Y1I/AAAAAAAAAVo/TxC0CP68DcM/s72-c/lady-bug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-2783610380897691889</id><published>2008-02-23T09:27:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:36.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout's</title><content type='html'>I got 3 more lo's done this week and they were all Jeremy's. I seem to scrap more of Zoie because they are all digital and Jeremy's I have to dig out of albums and scan. Which is a big pain in the butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R8B61qm0PfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/N6Nu56-kKLo/s1600-h/Ouch-DogBite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170267434610081266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R8B61qm0PfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/N6Nu56-kKLo/s320/Ouch-DogBite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R8A8bqm0PcI/AAAAAAAAAVI/G7zpYniue9A/s1600-h/broken-smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170198818212560322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R8A8bqm0PcI/AAAAAAAAAVI/G7zpYniue9A/s320/broken-smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R8A8bKm0PaI/AAAAAAAAAU4/JmbFdAzt5Hw/s1600-h/BatBoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170198809622625698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R8A8bKm0PaI/AAAAAAAAAU4/JmbFdAzt5Hw/s320/BatBoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I don't have any big plans. Todd won't be home until tonight and Jeremy's Grandma (ex's mom) is having a birthday party for him. The ex usually throws him a bowling party every year and since he won't be in, his mom is giving it. Lucky kid, he gets 2 parties. Roger is firearm training with the Army until the middle of March. He leaves for Iraq at the end of March for a year. This is his 2nd tour over there but this one is closer to the shooting so he needs to carry a gun with him for protection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I need to get Jeremy up and ready for his Grandma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope your day is great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R8BAuam0PdI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/4rLvnjqnewQ/s1600-h/sig.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R8BA26m0PeI/AAAAAAAAAVY/VysPlQgWyZQ/s1600-h/sig.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/509349098794447620-2783610380897691889?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/2783610380897691889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=2783610380897691889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/2783610380897691889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/2783610380897691889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-layouts.html' title='New Layout&apos;s'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R8B61qm0PfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/N6Nu56-kKLo/s72-c/Ouch-DogBite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-4460544160031946496</id><published>2008-02-22T11:10:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:37.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate this weather</title><content type='html'>Sleet, snow and rain. . . yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todd leaves tonight. He's going up north with Jerry to do some side work (plumbing). Todd owe's him a favor. He should be home tomorrow night. I hate it when he's gone. I don't sleep well. Not that I can't sleep without him, I worry too much. Too many bad things happening in the world today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm babysitting today and thought while the kids were down for a nap I would get some LO's uploaded and update my blog a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not too much has been going on here. I did finally talk Jeremy into getting his hair cut. He was getting tired of it anyways. It's just too thick to let it grow long. He wanted to let it grow out over the summer but I convinced him to wait until it got colder, thinking he would change his mind, not! I have a before picture but haven't taken an after yet. He got about 5 inches cut off. It filled the ladies dust pan.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R78EWqm0PSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/SvunkDiE1ts/s1600-h/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R78Nnam0PYI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_xet5PyWB0o/s1600-h/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169865868052807042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R78Nnam0PYI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_xet5PyWB0o/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He says it feels so much better now. He looks so much better with short hair,too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also celebrated his 12th birthday on the 15th and my 35th on the 14th. Where's the time gone. I feel so old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R78GBqm0PTI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Ghf1helvWNc/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169857522931350834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R78GBqm0PTI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Ghf1helvWNc/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's hair wasn't combed well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R78IQKm0PUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Exs5zeklKoY/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169859971062709570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R78IQKm0PUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Exs5zeklKoY/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Zoie to the Mall a few weeks ago and I let her ride the carousel. But other than that We haven't done much since my last post. She's been to her playgroup. I still babysit every friday. Other than that we lead a pretty boring life. :) Oh I did take or should I say I tried to take some professional looking photo's of my cousin's little girl. There's so much I need to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R78KGKm0PVI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/MHg_2ES_CX4/s1600-h/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169861998287273298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R78KGKm0PVI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/MHg_2ES_CX4/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She seems to be a very happy baby. Ain't she a cutie! She's 5 1/2 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well the kids are getting up and I need to get something ready for lunch. Plus my battery is getting really low.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take Care! TTYL&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/509349098794447620-4460544160031946496?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/4460544160031946496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=4460544160031946496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/4460544160031946496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/4460544160031946496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-hate-this-weather.html' title='I hate this weather'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R78Nnam0PYI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_xet5PyWB0o/s72-c/DSC_0048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-8620288599978235245</id><published>2008-01-28T14:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:37.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds</title><content type='html'>This is what I see while sitting at my kitchen table looking out the windows. It's amazing. There are thousands of them.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160624229070767986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R544ZOkJh3I/AAAAAAAAAS8/fSxsTlPr9-8/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160624186121095010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R544WukJh2I/AAAAAAAAAS0/QjSKk2d_tDk/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(excuse the bad photos, I was in a hurry before they flew away)&lt;br /&gt;The birds don't freak me out, it's thinking of all the poo they are leaving behind. No bare feet this summer. LOL! It tells me that the worst of the winter is over... I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R7y286m0POI/AAAAAAAAATc/19-nnI8y_sU/s1600-h/sig+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-8620288599978235245?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/8620288599978235245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=8620288599978235245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/8620288599978235245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/8620288599978235245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/01/alfred-hitchcocks-birds.html' title='Alfred Hitchcock&apos;s The Birds'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R544ZOkJh3I/AAAAAAAAAS8/fSxsTlPr9-8/s72-c/DSC_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-1667262282496782879</id><published>2008-01-25T18:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:37.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some fun Layouts</title><content type='html'>I forgot to show ya some things. &lt;div&gt;Jacque has a couple of new sets out this week (20% off too). Here's the layouts I did.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159580921385027394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R5qDgukJh0I/AAAAAAAAASk/sw0H2BYuc9w/s320/AllGirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Zoie loves to put make up on. She has tons of different color lipsticks but she always puts on the red one.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159580925679994706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R5qDg-kJh1I/AAAAAAAAASs/W2-TtGXMNXI/s320/ManOfAllTrades.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Don't they look cute together. They look so much a like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-1667262282496782879?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/1667262282496782879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=1667262282496782879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/1667262282496782879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/1667262282496782879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/01/some-fun-layouts.html' title='Some fun Layouts'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R5qDgukJh0I/AAAAAAAAASk/sw0H2BYuc9w/s72-c/AllGirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-1368108084650770516</id><published>2008-01-25T17:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:38.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged</title><content type='html'>by mimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The rules are to link the person who sent this to you…and leave a comment on their blog.. so their readers can visit yours.&lt;br /&gt;*post the rules on your blog&lt;br /&gt;*Share 7 strange/weird facts about you on your blog&lt;br /&gt;*Tag 7 random people at the end of your post, linking their blog&lt;br /&gt;*Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving them a comment on their blog…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 strange facts about me . . . I may have to come back to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night there was a beautiful full moon. So I got my new lens out (55-200) and headed outside.&lt;br /&gt;The first picture I took was on auto and it didn't come out very good. Just a big glowing white ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159496864580077346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R5o3D-kJhyI/AAAAAAAAASU/2ELKv0SHnZo/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then I played with the manual setting. Scary stuff. I'm always shooting in auto, but I'm trying to play with manual. It scares me because what if I don't have the setting right and screw up a photo that I won't be able to get back? So I was willing to play with the moon which didn't run away from me. It was such a good subject, posing so nicely for me. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159496873170011954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R5o3EekJhzI/AAAAAAAAASc/-vqSexoxQ5g/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It's not as bright as it was in the sky, something I'll have to figure out. But I love how you can see the craters. Here's the settings: F/5.6 ISO 800 Exposure time: 1/3200 sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will have to come back later to my first part of the post. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-1368108084650770516?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/1368108084650770516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=1368108084650770516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/1368108084650770516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/1368108084650770516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R5o3D-kJhyI/AAAAAAAAASU/2ELKv0SHnZo/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-5198845951306895580</id><published>2008-01-21T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T14:19:58.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No School Today</title><content type='html'>Jeremy spent the night at a friends.  And Zoie hasn't been getting up too early this past week.  I thought I would be able to sleep in today.  Oh NO, no such luck.  Todd called me at 7:30 telling me his work van got broke in to over the weekend.  His personal toolbox got stolen and some copper.  Heck, there are more expensive tools that they could of took, drills, saws all's that the company owns.  So he was on his way to Home Depot to get new tools, about $400 worth.  He can't work without them.  What's weird is none of the other vans got hit.  Was it a personal attack?  Todd thinks so. &lt;br /&gt;With some other bad news is his boss is getting sued a ton for money owed.  I hope this doesn't effect his job position.  Not that he wouldn't be able to find another.  He is a great plumber.  And I'm not just saying that because he is my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm off to finish up the laundry and making the beds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-5198845951306895580?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/5198845951306895580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=5198845951306895580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/5198845951306895580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/5198845951306895580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-school-today.html' title='No School Today'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-3109885402588948899</id><published>2008-01-16T09:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:38.752-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearing from old friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Over a week ago I got a call from an old friend that I meet when I was in Okinawa. It wasn't an unexpected call, I did send her a x-mas card. I looked her up and found her address on the internet. I haven't talked to her since after my mom died. It was really nice to hear what she and her family have been up to. We exchanged e-mail addresses. Which probably will be the best way to keep in touch because I'm bad at not picking up the phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Monday out of the blue I got a call from my moms old friend. We talked a long time clearing up a few things. See her and my mom were friends for as long as I can remember and a few years before my mom passed they stopped talking. Why? No one really knew why. Supposedly it was over some house jacks my mom and her husband borrowed. I wrote her a letter after mom passed asking why and telling her I was so pissed off at her for not coming to the funeral. All these years I hated her for not being with my mom when she battled cancer like my mom was there for her when she did the same a few years earlier. And especially for not coming to the funeral to pay respect to a dear friend. Years have gone by, I grew up a bit and I realized that life is too short to hold grudges. I forgave Lou a couple of years ago. But I now know the reason and how the persons involved are (another but name will be with held). I understand her actions, I may not totally agree with them. But after her explanations and what I already knew before, I got the whole picture. We (Lou and I) are better now. We made plans to sit down and talk some more over coffee. Maybe Lou can tell me some stories of my mom back in the day that I never knew about . Here's a picture of them when they bowled together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156530938687600098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R4-tkXnJNeI/AAAAAAAAAR8/y4c9RU39ys0/s320/bowling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(from left to right: Lou, Mom, Linda and Bernice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The back of the picture was dated 1982. Mom was 32. I believe they bowled into the late 80's early 90's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to finish up some laundry and work on some lo's with some of Jacque's new stuff coming out tomorrow. Here's a sneak peek of 2 of her kits.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156534623769540082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R4-w63nJNfI/AAAAAAAAASE/jS8X_8nN-Fw/s320/BathingBeauty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156534628064507394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R4-w7HnJNgI/AAAAAAAAASM/bwWQdX8rB0I/s320/Key2myHeart.jpg" border="0" /&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/509349098794447620-3109885402588948899?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3109885402588948899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=3109885402588948899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3109885402588948899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3109885402588948899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/01/hearing-from-old-friends.html' title='Hearing from old friends'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R4-tkXnJNeI/AAAAAAAAAR8/y4c9RU39ys0/s72-c/bowling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-7643901750997468207</id><published>2008-01-09T07:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:39.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just getting over a cold</title><content type='html'>I was sick all weekend. Sore, scratchy throat and I was so stuffed up I could of exploded. I'm feeling a lot better today. My energy is back up, but I'm still a little stuffed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zoie has a playgroup today at 10:30 then we are off to do some shopping. I have to take Todd's glasses back again. Last week it was because the lens had to be replaced due to cracking. Two days ago the screw holding the lens in popped out. I put the screw back in and it just turns. I guess they stripped the hole out or put the wrong screw in. And while I'm at the mall I'm gonna head over to the book store to see what kind of books they have on my camera. The manual that comes with the camera doesn't get into great detail. I need something that spells it out for me. Then it's off to the Sprint store. My 2 yrs. is up and I want to see what kind of new phone I can get. Oh yeah I can't forget to drop the water bill off or Todd will have my head.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The designer I'm "working" for moved stores. Now Jacque's over @ the-lilypad.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a few more layout using some of her cute stuff.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153469494588945874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R4TNM3nJNdI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8LgNWz9K2PE/s320/She%27s-Out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153469485999011234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R4TNMXnJNaI/AAAAAAAAARc/lKb7u3WQ2DI/s320/Memories-of-2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153469490293978562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R4TNMnnJNcI/AAAAAAAAARs/82K09VXJQOg/s320/Our-Princess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153469490293978546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R4TNMnnJNbI/AAAAAAAAARk/mtzJnUxi0aE/s320/EngineerAlex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to borrow my cousins Amy's little ones photos for this one because I didn't have any train ones.  Ain't he a cutie?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-7643901750997468207?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7643901750997468207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=7643901750997468207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7643901750997468207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7643901750997468207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-getting-over-cold.html' title='Just getting over a cold'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R4TNM3nJNdI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8LgNWz9K2PE/s72-c/She%27s-Out.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-6584467920779007770</id><published>2008-01-01T13:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:39.914-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR ! ! ! !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's a layout I want to share...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150716068364891538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R3sE-XnJNZI/AAAAAAAAARU/02WPcUrB65M/s320/Fun-in-the-Snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The kids getting pulled by the 4 whlr.   They had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-6584467920779007770?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6584467920779007770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=6584467920779007770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6584467920779007770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6584467920779007770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R3sE-XnJNZI/AAAAAAAAARU/02WPcUrB65M/s72-c/Fun-in-the-Snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-3827898797156560301</id><published>2007-12-11T07:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T08:03:08.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A bunch of things to do today.</title><content type='html'>Jeremy just left for school, Zoie did wake up but went back to sleep and I'm debating on if I should get up and get ready or go back to bed for another hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy has a field trip down to the Merrimack Caverns and a dance tonight.  (He's gonna be tired tomorrow)  Zoie has her winter program tonight too.  It will work out pretty good because Zoie's thing doesn't start until 6:30 for a hour.  And the dance is from 6 to 8.  We were going to go to the neighbor boys program last night but it was cancelled due to the weather.  They rescheduled for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;School was cancelled yesterday because we had freezing rain the night before.  I couldn't go Christmas shopping either because Jeremy would have been with me.  All I have to get is his stuff then I'm pretty much done with shopping.  I'll have Zoie with me today though, so hopefully she'll keep her mouth shut and not tell him what he got again this year. &lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I'll jump in the shower now that I'm awake.  That will be good to get shopping done early so I can put Zoie down for a little nap  I would hate for her to be crabby tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-3827898797156560301?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3827898797156560301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=3827898797156560301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3827898797156560301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3827898797156560301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/12/bunch-of-things-to-do-today.html' title='A bunch of things to do today.'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-8618394544402083735</id><published>2007-12-02T18:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:40.318-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Check in</title><content type='html'>Santa came to town Friday night and we went to see him. Zoie wrote him a letter and told him she wanted Butterscotch. I hope she's not to disappointed when x-mas comes around and she doesn't get that horse. She was ok until we got up to Santa and she freaked out. Todd gave the letter to Santa while Zoie hides behind me. So no picture this year again... That's ok. I got to do all that stuff with Jeremy so I'm not missing out on anything. She doesn't even like the Easter Bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zoie has a Christmas program on the 11th with her playgroup and the Pre-K kids. Should be very interesting. The playgroup gets to be snowflakes with bells. These are kids from 2 to 5 yrs old. I hope I remember to pack the ear plugs. LOL, no I'm sure it will be really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeremy doesn't have any holiday programs this year. I guess the older kids don't do them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got to use a great new collab that Jacque did with Rachal Young. It's coming out tomorrow @ Funky Playground Designs. Here's what I came up with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139565213973214482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R1NnVN7T9RI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/S_Tt8Jt3wsE/s320/hope-email.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I just love those pink and green colors together. And here's the LO I did last week with just Jacque's stuff:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139494269703419138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R1Mmzt7T9QI/AAAAAAAAAQs/UCP3E75rStg/s320/Sweet-Little-Piggies.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Well I'm off to get the kids ready for bed. 'night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-8618394544402083735?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/8618394544402083735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=8618394544402083735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/8618394544402083735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/8618394544402083735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/12/time-to-check-in.html' title='Time to Check in'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/R1NnVN7T9RI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/S_Tt8Jt3wsE/s72-c/hope-email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-5461172993091250159</id><published>2007-11-06T21:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:40.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well it started Saturday when I found someones cell phone about 30 ft into my yard while I was backing up out of the driveway. I was on my way to Kohl's to get some shirts for the kids. I noticed that there was a Cingular store (phone brand) so I stopped by to see if they could find out who's phone it was. The phone was dead of course or I could of got that info myself but luckily there was a sim card so the guy put it in a working phone. Left a message on someones phone. He wouldn't give me any info because I could be a crazy person for all he knew. I got a call yesterday from the owner and she told me that she was out running about 2 weeks ago and heard her phone fall but couldn't find it. The weird thing you probably are wondering is that she lost it about 2 miles from me. She wasn't even close to being on my street. Someone, I guess, found it and while driving by my house threw it in my yard. She was really glad it was returned and offered me a little reward, but I refused it. Not like I couldn't of used it, but that wasn't the reason for trying to find the owner. I just hope that someone will return the favor if I should ever lose something important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And on Sunday one of Todd's buddies stopped by to drop off something he borrowed. As he was leaving I noticed something curled in a ball behind on of my bushes in the front. It was pretty windy and cold. Well it was a CHICKEN. Where it came from I don't know. There's a few farms near by but the chicken would have had to walk a long way. Probably got lost in the extremely windy wind that night. I remember my neighbor saying the neighbor that lives in the house way behind us had tons of animals. So I boxed the chicken up and drive down their lane to see if they had chickens and if any were missing. Nope it wasn't theirs but he was willing to take it. I couldn't keep it and I didn't want to stress out the poor thing going door to door trying to find it's owner. They probably don't miss it because no one has come by asking about it. Haven't seen any lost posters put up either. LOL, just kidding. That would be funny though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was the most excitement me and the kids had in awhile. They enjoyed looking at the chicken. Zoie got upset that we couldn't keep it. Heck we let her talk us into taking in the stray cat the neighbors cat brought home. We keep her outside but Todd made her a box and I found an old blanket to put in there. Went to the store, bought some food and a toy. The kids call her Princess. She is a cutie and a really friendly cat. She's been hanging around for a few months already. She knows she's home now. Here's a pic of her.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129936852276009410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RzEyYzgY2cI/AAAAAAAAAQE/V21BJ-l2htg/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-5461172993091250159?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/5461172993091250159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=5461172993091250159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/5461172993091250159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/5461172993091250159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/11/weird-weekend.html' title='Weird Weekend'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RzEyYzgY2cI/AAAAAAAAAQE/V21BJ-l2htg/s72-c/DSC_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-6421461922928268758</id><published>2007-11-02T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:41.197-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for an update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gosh it's been awhile since I blogged. Shocking isn't it!? Hee hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halloween we went over to my Brothers, ate some pizza and we were off for Trick or Treating. The weather was perfect until the last few houses it got really cold. It was rainy the past 4 yrs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129195566690523522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Ry6QMTgY2YI/AAAAAAAAAPk/cV25Y3fUzeE/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the kiddos lined up for pictures.  Zoie is Wonder Woman and Jeremy is the skull at the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129195605345229202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Ry6QOjgY2ZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/JLZgtGOYBeM/s320/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129195635410000290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Ry6QQTgY2aI/AAAAAAAAAP0/8PWlATbTx8w/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The tractor ride back to the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-6421461922928268758?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6421461922928268758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=6421461922928268758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6421461922928268758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6421461922928268758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/11/time-for-update.html' title='Time for an update'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Ry6QMTgY2YI/AAAAAAAAAPk/cV25Y3fUzeE/s72-c/DSC_0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-2722173813363763759</id><published>2007-10-17T07:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:41.318-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute as a Bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Just coming on here to share another layout I did with Jacque's stuff. I can't stay on long because I'm running to Kohls to get the kid some jeans. They both most of grew 2 inches. There jeans are all high waters now. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122289547772735506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RxYHNGOwsBI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1uC_lGGFobM/s320/Cute-Bugs-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-2722173813363763759?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/2722173813363763759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=2722173813363763759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/2722173813363763759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/2722173813363763759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/10/cute-as-bug.html' title='Cute as a Bug'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RxYHNGOwsBI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1uC_lGGFobM/s72-c/Cute-Bugs-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-3193345370755341622</id><published>2007-10-15T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:41.809-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Totally Excited...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I forgot to get on here and tell you my exciting news. I applied for Jacque Larsen's Creative Team. . . She picked me ! ! (along with 11 other girls) I had to read my e-mail over a few times to see if I was reading it right. This is my first non-guest gig. I was Heather Rosselli's July guest and I'm going to be Amanda Heiman's November guest. But I'm on Jacque's until she fires me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's my first 3 layouts for Jacque:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121614155575504882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RxOg8GOwr_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/hxGgmuJH8gg/s320/Sooo-Spooky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121614159870472194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RxOg8WOwsAI/AAAAAAAAAO4/lbpj2S1_4hQ/s320/Sweet-Princess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121614151280537570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RxOg72Owr-I/AAAAAAAAAOo/mUZAKqTU4jg/s320/Pumpkin-Patch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-3193345370755341622?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3193345370755341622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=3193345370755341622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3193345370755341622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3193345370755341622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-totally-excited.html' title='I&apos;m Totally Excited...'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RxOg8GOwr_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/hxGgmuJH8gg/s72-c/Sooo-Spooky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-1964242450675781781</id><published>2007-10-10T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:42.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Todd's Birthday . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;. . . is on Sunday. I want to throw him a little party. So I better get on the ball and get him a cake and call some people. I got him a new tool box for work. His other one finally fell apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also made him a card but I have yet to print it out. The printer is not connected to my laptop and is in the other room. It's a pain in the butt if ya ask me. That's pretty much why half my stuff never gets printed out. If I have an email to print out I send it to Todd on the desktop and print it out from there. I'm too lazy to pick the laptop up and carry it all over the house. I need to get the wireless printing set up but I don't even know where to start with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119708641795026898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rwzb4mOwr9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/6OuYc1cahEg/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I need to get off of here and get in the shower. So I can straighten up the house. ttyl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-1964242450675781781?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/1964242450675781781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=1964242450675781781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/1964242450675781781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/1964242450675781781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/10/todds-birthday.html' title='Todd&apos;s Birthday . . .'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rwzb4mOwr9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/6OuYc1cahEg/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-7240297804877402890</id><published>2007-10-06T20:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:42.542-06:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cardmaking Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Over at The Digi Chick we are doing a little card exchange and some challenges. I just had time to do a couple cards. I might try to make a few more tomorrow. I found out that the elements made by Jacque Larsen are really good for making cards. The elements on my banner are from her. She actually paints and makes these things. I thought she did it all on the computer. After she makes this cute little elements she scans them and turns them into digital. They're awesome. I have a coupon for anything she sells so I think I may go stock up and get some cards done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's my cards I did:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118396589415640994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RwgylGOwr6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Otr1zfzwWLg/s320/Mouse-Told-Me-email.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118396572235771794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RwgykGOwr5I/AAAAAAAAAOA/6fM4cB8bb0I/s320/Happy-Fall-email.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Aren't they just cute?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well I'm gonna go and get ready for bed. 'night!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-7240297804877402890?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7240297804877402890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=7240297804877402890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7240297804877402890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7240297804877402890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/10/world-cardmaking-day.html' title='World Cardmaking Day'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RwgylGOwr6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Otr1zfzwWLg/s72-c/Mouse-Told-Me-email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-7316153415597085175</id><published>2007-10-04T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:43.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I need some creative mojo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm working on a few layouts for my cousins baby. Usually when I can't find my mojo I scrap someone/thing other than my kids and it gets my creativity back. Here's what I got so far:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117516146889764706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RwUR0mOwr2I/AAAAAAAAANo/FegYOP9nQgg/s320/Cover+Page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cover Page&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117516151184732018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RwUR02Owr3I/AAAAAAAAANw/yPqQJgHBn14/s320/page+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Page 1&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117516159774666626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RwUR1WOwr4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/PX0NGNZfn00/s320/page+02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Page 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm still working on page 2, just have to put some of Kayla's journaling on it. I need to go through her pictures and see what one I need to do next. I'm pretty much sticking with the same colors and some of the elements. Each page I'll add a little something different. I love that alpha so I might just use that through the other pages.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Time to get back to work...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-7316153415597085175?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7316153415597085175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=7316153415597085175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7316153415597085175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7316153415597085175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-need-some-creative-mojo.html' title='I need some creative mojo'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RwUR0mOwr2I/AAAAAAAAANo/FegYOP9nQgg/s72-c/Cover+Page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-208761453045567739</id><published>2007-09-18T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:43.315-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st School Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tonight is Jeremy's 1st ever dance. I asked him if he had a certain someone he was hoping would be there and he said "Maybe". I'm going to try and get pictures, but I'm not going to be there. Photos are available there for a buck, but I'm not sure what they will look like or even if Jeremy will have one done. Just having some hamburger helper for dinner. Fast and easy. I was going to make BLT's but Todd won't be home until late so I'll just save that for tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111640473934452066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RvAx7axfVWI/AAAAAAAAANg/OoyryprZBzY/s320/African-Safari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I submitted this layout to a little contest Emily Merritt is having on her blog. The winner gets to be on her CT and she may give out a few guest spots also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have to go and make sure Jeremy gets all his homework done and start working on dinner. TTYL !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-208761453045567739?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/208761453045567739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=208761453045567739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/208761453045567739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/208761453045567739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/09/1st-school-dance.html' title='1st School Dance'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RvAx7axfVWI/AAAAAAAAANg/OoyryprZBzY/s72-c/African-Safari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-7144693302720701730</id><published>2007-09-07T15:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:43.902-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We'rrre Baaack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so tired. We walked, rode some rides, walked, watched some shows and walked some more. I never walked so much in my life. My legs feel as though they are going to fall off. We got in late last night and are just chillin' today. I have hundreds of e-mails, dozen of pages of threads to read thru and tons of picture to look at that I took. I unpacked and have some laundry already in the wash. I got spoiled eating out everyday for every meal and I need to figure out something for dinner tonight.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107570189240121554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RuG8BqsIONI/AAAAAAAAANA/Pcx8RPRWPxY/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our room.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107570176355219650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RuG8A6sIOMI/AAAAAAAAAM4/MvfwMAQ48WY/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Todd, Zoie and Jeremy sitting in front of the Muppets Fountain.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107570193535088866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RuG8B6sIOOI/AAAAAAAAANI/mjO9Hixhl2s/s320/DSC_0126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Driving the race course. Jeremy in the yellow car and Todd and Zoie in the blue. I was the one taking the pictures and as you can see I was in front of everyone.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107570206419990770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RuG8CqsIOPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/SaEPHA1G2wc/s320/DSC_0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Zoie getting her face painted as a Kitty Princess.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107570210714958082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RuG8C6sIOQI/AAAAAAAAANY/9S5IR-b2P9E/s320/DSC_0358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jeremy and Zoie swimming.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time but it's so nice to be home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-7144693302720701730?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7144693302720701730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=7144693302720701730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7144693302720701730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7144693302720701730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/09/werrre-baaack.html' title='We&apos;rrre Baaack'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RuG8BqsIONI/AAAAAAAAANA/Pcx8RPRWPxY/s72-c/DSC_0083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-6514774091812486720</id><published>2007-08-29T17:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T17:14:41.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for an update</title><content type='html'>Wow, I got on here and noticed I haven't blogged in over a week.  I've been busy trying to get things ready for our trip.  Just a few more days and we are leaving for Disney World.  &lt;br /&gt;Last night was Open House.  The teachers just wanted to meet up with the parents and explain how they run their classrooms with homework, tests, rules and what they expect from the kids. It was a hour and a half of heat.  I talked to them to see about getting Jeremy's homework together so he can work on it when we get home.  He was ticked off that he is going to miss the first field trip.  They are going to Cahokia Mounds.  But he's been there before and he'll be having more fun at Disney World !&lt;br /&gt;We finally got some stairs on the deck.  We moved them from the left side to the right.  And the roof is all done.  Todd got a covered roof put over the deck.  It's really nice.  Now we can sit outside out of the sun and I can stay dry when I bbq.&lt;br /&gt;Well dinner is not going to cook itself.  Just wanted to do a little update.&lt;br /&gt;Take Care and I'll 'see' ya when I get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-6514774091812486720?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6514774091812486720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=6514774091812486720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6514774091812486720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6514774091812486720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/08/time-for-update.html' title='Time for an update'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-8863408755252984359</id><published>2007-08-19T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:44.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got this great kit @ the Digi Chick for all those school pictures. Here's a LO I did of Jeremy walking to the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100483518971525298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RsiOvKsIOLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/tZrdfvJZqGo/s320/Back-2-School.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;He didn't do too much that day since they were only there for 3 hrs. This week they are on the heat schdule. He has to be on the bus at 6:19 and gets home at 1:45. The only really bad thing about going in a hour early is he eats lunch at 9 a.m. so he's really hungry when he comes home. He hasn't been too tired but I bet by the weeks end it will catch up with him. He can always take a nap when he gets home too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-8863408755252984359?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/8863408755252984359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=8863408755252984359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/8863408755252984359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/8863408755252984359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/08/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st Day of School'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RsiOvKsIOLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/tZrdfvJZqGo/s72-c/Back-2-School.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-6793044586512139326</id><published>2007-08-18T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:44.257-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DNTS week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's this weeks LO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100089408477477026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RscoS6sIOKI/AAAAAAAAAMo/vtBrdUZrBBc/s320/healthier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THEME: Finish this sentance: "I wish I was/were ____" and use it as both the subject AND the title of your layout. You can be funny, serious, hopeful, regretful, anything you want! Maybe you wish you were taller, older, younger, more patient, less stressed...be creative with this one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;DESIGN CHALLENGE: Use the same photo at least 3 times. Every time you use it, it must be cropped differently. Get creative with your cropping! Use large parts, tiny pieces or do a conservative crop. Anything you can dream up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-6793044586512139326?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6793044586512139326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=6793044586512139326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6793044586512139326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6793044586512139326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/08/dnts-week-2.html' title='DNTS week 2'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RscoS6sIOKI/AAAAAAAAAMo/vtBrdUZrBBc/s72-c/healthier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-7922022147298150101</id><published>2007-08-14T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:44.899-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nephews Water Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Got a few pictures to share that I got at my nephews water party last Sunday&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098601370178801970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RsHe7sDT0TI/AAAAAAAAAL4/90q0SGzdjBY/s320/DSC_0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My nephew going down the slip 'n slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RsHe8MDT0UI/AAAAAAAAAMA/5pWi4ftCqmo/s1600-h/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098601378768736578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RsHe8MDT0UI/AAAAAAAAAMA/5pWi4ftCqmo/s320/DSC_0127.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zoie enjoying the shade with a cookie.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RsHe8sDT0VI/AAAAAAAAAMI/3XJbCpUWlOM/s1600-h/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098601387358671186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RsHe8sDT0VI/AAAAAAAAAMI/3XJbCpUWlOM/s320/DSC_0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big Splash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RsHe88DT0WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/MQE669OYXOY/s1600-h/DSC_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098601391653638498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RsHe88DT0WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/MQE669OYXOY/s320/DSC_0192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Water balloon fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RsHe9cDT0XI/AAAAAAAAAMY/-5SdYFgWnY0/s1600-h/DSC_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098601400243573106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RsHe9cDT0XI/AAAAAAAAAMY/-5SdYFgWnY0/s320/DSC_0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeremy pulling back the sling shot with a water balloon in it.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-7922022147298150101?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7922022147298150101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=7922022147298150101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7922022147298150101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7922022147298150101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/08/nephews-water-party.html' title='Nephews Water Party'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RsHe7sDT0TI/AAAAAAAAAL4/90q0SGzdjBY/s72-c/DSC_0122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-3016150889039105540</id><published>2007-08-13T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T07:26:40.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Met Jeremy's Teachers</title><content type='html'>School had an open house kind of thing. You can go in to find your classroom, your locker and bring in your supplies. We were told the teachers wouldn't be there but they were so that was kind of nice. He's homeroom teacher is Mr. Wendel. Which is totally weird because I had him back when I was in high school. For history back in '91. He was just out of collage then I believe. We practiced his combination for his locker. You have to be rough with it to get it open. Jeremy just didn't have the umph to get it. Hopefully it won't take him long.&lt;br /&gt;It was a walk down memory lane for me. The school hadn't changed a whole lot. Except then it was the high school now it's the middle school. Housing the 6th, 7th and 8th graders. I've been out of school for 16 years. I even remembered where my old locker was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow the TV repair guy/girl is coming. Last Thursday I was watching TV and it just died. I thought the power went out but everything else was still on. So I'm hoping it's just something simple like the on/off button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday school starts and Zoie has her pre-k screening. Today we worked on the questionnaire they want you to fill out. Asking questions like can she throw and catch a ball, dress herself, cut, count objects etc. so they can compare notes when they test her. She did excellent on most the stuff. She had troubles unbuttoning a button, but we really haven't worked on that before. I don't really think she needs to go to pre-k but I want her to get the just of going to school, following directions and listening. Which she has be getting alittle better at. She's the type who wants to do what she's wants when she wants to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoie came and decided to fall asleep on me and my right side is about to fall asleep too. So 'night and have a good rest of the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-3016150889039105540?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3016150889039105540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=3016150889039105540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3016150889039105540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3016150889039105540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/08/meet-jeremys-teachers.html' title='Met Jeremy&apos;s Teachers'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-6224497732099562337</id><published>2007-08-07T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:45.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I submitted my LO . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;for Digitals Next Top Scrapper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096145314605420738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RrklKcDT0MI/AAAAAAAAALA/ERBfo3Pdjko/s320/Lip-Smackin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first challenge is to scrap one thing that drives you nuts about someone you love.  It can be your partner, your kids, your roommate or even your pet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't stand it when someone smacks their lips when they eat.  I'm always reminding the kids but Jeremy is one I have to remind a whole lot.   I about died when his friend come over for dinner one night.  That boy smacked his lips so much I could hardly eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to get the kids ready for bed.  Trying to get Jeremy on a earlier bed time before school starts in a week.  Zoie needs to try and get to bed earlier too especially if she gets accepted into Pre-K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-6224497732099562337?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6224497732099562337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=6224497732099562337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6224497732099562337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6224497732099562337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-submitted-my-lo.html' title='I submitted my LO . . .'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RrklKcDT0MI/AAAAAAAAALA/ERBfo3Pdjko/s72-c/Lip-Smackin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-4971517987606515242</id><published>2007-08-06T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T08:01:12.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Here We Come</title><content type='html'>Soon we are going to Disney World. Todd has been talking about going somewhere for vacation this year. Today he came home, called the travel agent and booked us a trip. The kids are excited, us too. We're flying down. Jeremy and I haven't been on a plane in 9 yrs. It's been awhile for Todd too. This will be Zoie's 1st plane ride. Cross your fingers for me that is goes well for her. I don't believe she could handle the 17 hr. drive there. She didn't do good on a 5 hr car ride down to my sisters. She can't sit still for too long or she get's cranky.&lt;br /&gt;Now the only problem I see is not having enough memory cards. I have a 2gb (512 photos), a 512mb (only 156 photos) and a 256mb (which is not going to give me a lot of photos). I'm thinking about getting another 2gb just in case. I think I seen a 1gb 2 pack at wal-mart for cheap. This is our 1st big vacation with the kids and I want to capture everything.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have to go outfit shopping. I don't have a whole lot of good clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Have A Good Day !&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-4971517987606515242?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/4971517987606515242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=4971517987606515242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/4971517987606515242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/4971517987606515242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/08/vacation-here-we-come.html' title='Vacation Here We Come'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-1620708509125532287</id><published>2007-07-31T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T17:31:51.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Day</title><content type='html'>I got Jeremy all registered for school.  Even got his pictures for school done too.  They did them right there.  I was excited because every year he has to go back for retakes because either he smiled really weird or his hair was all messy.  Usually they would take them right after recess.  Then after that I took the kiddo's to McDonalds and let them go to the play area for about an hour.  Jeremy went to his friends to spend the night.  And Todd, Zoie and I are going to see my nephews last baseball game of the season.  I'll bring my camera and see if I can get some good shots.&lt;br /&gt;Today is also the last day of being on Heather's guest ct.  Boo Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Zoie wants me to read her a book so I better get off of here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-1620708509125532287?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/1620708509125532287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=1620708509125532287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/1620708509125532287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/1620708509125532287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/07/busy-day.html' title='Busy Day'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-2799004994918022367</id><published>2007-07-26T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:45.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Agenda for this weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I called Jenny to tell her I won't be able to watch the kids tomorrow.  My arm went out of whack again.   It wouldn't be so bad with the 2 yr old because I wouldn't need to pick her up.  But I would be having to pick up the 11 month old up all the time.  I only watch them on Fridays.  Luckily her MIL didn't have any plans so she'll watch them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If my arm is feeling better I'm taking the kids to the Troy homecoming parade on Saturday. The last 2 parades Zoie was in them. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091669821244035186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rqk-ucDT0HI/AAAAAAAAAKY/NpJCIUKrIFY/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt; She got a little upset that she didn't get to catch her own candy and stuff. I also want to see the Vietnam Travelling wall that is displayed at Troy Park.&lt;br /&gt;I have a baby shower on Sunday, that I still need to get a gift for.&lt;br /&gt;Zoie's beta kicked the bucket over night. I didn't want to try and explain to a 4 yr death of the family pet. So I asked Todd to stop by Walmart and pick up a new fish before he came home.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get everyone ready for bed. G'night. Have a safe weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-2799004994918022367?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/2799004994918022367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=2799004994918022367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/2799004994918022367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/2799004994918022367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/07/agenda-for-this-wwekend.html' title='Agenda for this weekend'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rqk-ucDT0HI/AAAAAAAAAKY/NpJCIUKrIFY/s72-c/DSC_0043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-6793903164800276692</id><published>2007-07-24T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:45.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My LO's for the Guest CT Spot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RqY1C8DT0FI/AAAAAAAAAKI/YI1AUcrX5RU/s1600-h/Journey-Back-In-Time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090814753384943698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RqY1C8DT0FI/AAAAAAAAAKI/YI1AUcrX5RU/s320/Journey-Back-In-Time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's one of Zoie in the Marine Homecoming Parade riding in the buggy with Sandy, my Aunt's horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RqY0S8DT0CI/AAAAAAAAAJw/4CStdh_XggU/s1600-h/67-Polara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090813928751222818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RqY0S8DT0CI/AAAAAAAAAJw/4CStdh_XggU/s320/67-Polara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Todd picked this cruiser up so the kids can join along in the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090814345363050562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RqY0rMDT0EI/AAAAAAAAAKA/S37ZBrs9P9I/s320/Outing-with-Grandparents.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here's mine and my brothers kids.  My dad and his wife took them to Grant's Farm.&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/509349098794447620-6793903164800276692?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6793903164800276692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=6793903164800276692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6793903164800276692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6793903164800276692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-los-for-guest-ct-spot.html' title='My LO&apos;s for the Guest CT Spot'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RqY1C8DT0FI/AAAAAAAAAKI/YI1AUcrX5RU/s72-c/Journey-Back-In-Time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-5108532390007382797</id><published>2007-07-04T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:46.281-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th y'all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Didn't do a lot today. We drove over the river to Missouri to get some fireworks. Got home and took a nap. Didn't get much sleep lastnight so it was much needed. Here's a few photos I took tonight of the fireworks. There are still some kinks to work out with my camera. There wasn't enough light coming off some of the fireworks and the camera would freeze up on me.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083550235731889202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RoxmAW6nDDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/KWctVeKieao/s320/DSC_0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083551687430835282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RoxnU26nDFI/AAAAAAAAAJg/EywiGziEDIA/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083550248616791106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RoxmBG6nDEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Uy2bYrqtxJc/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hope everyone's 4th was fun and safe. G'night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-5108532390007382797?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/5108532390007382797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=5108532390007382797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/5108532390007382797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/5108532390007382797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-4th-yall.html' title='Happy 4th y&apos;all'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RoxmAW6nDDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/KWctVeKieao/s72-c/DSC_0065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-1034046866905738753</id><published>2007-06-30T11:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T08:44:50.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Check Out . . .</title><content type='html'>the new blinkie I'm gonna be sporting for the month of July in my signature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b387/jpysgrl/blinkies/boyousblinkieGCT.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-1034046866905738753?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/1034046866905738753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=1034046866905738753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/1034046866905738753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/1034046866905738753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/06/check-out.html' title='Check Out . . .'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b387/jpysgrl/blinkies/th_boyousblinkieGCT.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-7516493023740617955</id><published>2007-06-27T18:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T09:23:02.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Woooo Hoooo!</title><content type='html'>Remember I submitted a LO to Heather Roselli's Creative Team? Well... I got picked to be her July Guest CT! I'm so excited and can't wait to get started. She decided to pick 10 girls, 2 a month for 5 months. Here's the link to see all who made it, the month they have and their amazing LO's. &lt;a href="http://heatherroselli.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/06/27/losplayground.jpg"&gt;http://heatherroselli.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/06/27/losplayground.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never applied to an independent designer before. I have joined in the DET contest over at DSP twice. The 1st time I made it to rd. 2 and the 2nd time I made it to the final rd., but didn't make the final cut. It was really disappointing. I don't know if I can go through that again.&lt;br /&gt;After this I feel a little more confident. I never think my stuff is good enough. But who knows this may be the start of something amazing for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-7516493023740617955?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7516493023740617955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=7516493023740617955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7516493023740617955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7516493023740617955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/06/wooohoooo.html' title='Woooo Hoooo!'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-1555649984498116270</id><published>2007-06-18T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:46.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rnb1YopVzgI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_i-7ApoppgI/s1600-h/NewDo-dsp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077515433483292162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rnb1YopVzgI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_i-7ApoppgI/s320/NewDo-dsp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's one of my latest layouts. Such an adorable photo of Zoie. She loves to pose like a model. She also has this cute little model walk. She puts her hands on her waist and sways her hips from side to side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm so glad I got her hair cut. She got a bath today and it only took a few minutes to comb it. I asked her if she wanted to let it grow long again. She said she wants it to stay short. That shouldn't be a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's raining!!!! We haven't had rain in 2 weeks. The yard and the crops surely need it. I hope it rains all night with a light steady rain. Well I just looked outside and the rain has stopped (after about 10 minutes) and the sky is clear. Poop! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-1555649984498116270?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/1555649984498116270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=1555649984498116270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/1555649984498116270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/1555649984498116270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-do.html' title='New Do'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rnb1YopVzgI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_i-7ApoppgI/s72-c/NewDo-dsp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-7841567828084820838</id><published>2007-06-16T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:46.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I did the unthinkable today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I decided to get Zoie's haircut. The length hasn't be cut for 3 years. It was just too much to work with. It would take me forever to comb through it even with a ton of conditioner on it. She would cry everytime it had to be combed. So it was time to say good bye to all that baby hair and give her a big girl haircut.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076786272590482930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RnReN4pVzfI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kxV4V3uzFuc/s320/Haircut-Before-and-After.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't she look so beautiful even though she's giving me that I don't want to take any pictures look. She was excited to get it cut too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another good thing about getting it cut is we were able to donate 10 inches to the Locks of Love Foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-7841567828084820838?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7841567828084820838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=7841567828084820838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7841567828084820838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7841567828084820838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-did-unthinkable-today.html' title='I did the unthinkable today.'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RnReN4pVzfI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kxV4V3uzFuc/s72-c/Haircut-Before-and-After.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-9175511106760800179</id><published>2007-06-12T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:46.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a new Toy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well after talking if over with Todd, he gave me the ok to get a new camera. I got the Nikon d40x and I totally love it. It takes such amazing photos. Here's one of my favorite pics.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075231584623644114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rm7YPIpVzdI/AAAAAAAAAIo/UQ8h6U_Ir8A/s320/DSC_0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I've got so much to learn though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeremy left for his dad's for the summer. So for the last couple of days he had play dates with two of his friends. I showed him how to connect his Nintendo DS to the internet so he can talk over it with his friends while he is away. You have to have certain games in order for it to work. He does it through his Poke'mon game. Things will be a little quiet around here w/out all the fighting between him and Zoie. They fight all the time, well I can't say ALL the time. They do sleep... he he She just likes to be around him too much and he gets aggravated. It's just me and her during the day and when either Jeremy or Todd comes home she is all over them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time for Zoie's nap now. Maybe I might take one too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-9175511106760800179?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/9175511106760800179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=9175511106760800179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/9175511106760800179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/9175511106760800179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-got-new-toy.html' title='I got a new Toy!'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rm7YPIpVzdI/AAAAAAAAAIo/UQ8h6U_Ir8A/s72-c/DSC_0062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-5251990890361713962</id><published>2007-06-07T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:46.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a good start for the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Monday night Jeremy got really sick, throwing up and all. Tuesday he threw up in the morning, was running a little fever and had some leg cramps. I thought that was really weird. I had to call my Aunt to talk to her about something and my Uncle answers the phone and tells me she's in bed really sick too. Well, Sunday was my cousins graduation party, so I thought Jeremy may have picked up something from there. He did, so did half the people there. &lt;strong&gt;Food Poisoning&lt;/strong&gt;!!! I talked to my brother, him and his wife got sick. One of my cousins had to go to the hospital because he was having problems at both ends and the doctors suspected food poisoning, because it happened so fast and violently. It affected everyone differently, some just threw up, some had diarrhea and for the unfortunate ones they had both. After talking to a few people asking what they ate, some ate the same stuff, some ate different but what we all had in common was the sub sandwiches. I didn't throw up but my stomach was turning all day Monday. Todd was lucky enough to have other plans helping his friend with some things. And I'm so glad Zoie was being her stubborn self and wouldn't eat. Jeremy and I felt better yesterday but we took it easy and didn't go anywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I put in my first submission for a Guest CT (creative team) call for July. Heather Roselli gave everyone a free kit, which was so cool. If you get picked you get free kits and have to create a "X" amount of lo's using her kits and posting them to a few different web sites to promote her work. It's like doing a little advertising. Here's my LO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073324142402850226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RmgRbYpVzbI/AAAAAAAAAIY/e3QqgDp34Dk/s320/email-HeatherRoselli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-5251990890361713962?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/5251990890361713962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=5251990890361713962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/5251990890361713962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/5251990890361713962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/06/not-good-start-for-week.html' title='Not a good start for the week'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RmgRbYpVzbI/AAAAAAAAAIY/e3QqgDp34Dk/s72-c/email-HeatherRoselli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-463980113007544230</id><published>2007-05-31T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:47.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The last few nights have really been nice. I've been sitting on the porch waiting for a hummingbird to come to our feeder. It was worth the wait. It seems they only come in the evenings. The female I think is a little camera shy because she never stays long enough for me to take a picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070768436719600978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rl79BvDvRVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/shmAdH4XgBY/s320/cropped+bird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Todd and the kids washed the truck. They thought it was more like play then work because they got to play with the hose. Todd got it a few times. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070770343685080418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rl7-wvDvRWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Ipc4cAZG5mE/s320/100_3580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After that was done they decided to have a water fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070770365159916914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rl7-x_DvRXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/IsMpmsONeaI/s320/100_3587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I got out of getting wet because I had the excuse of holding the camera. I told Todd "If you don't want to buy me a new camera you won't shoot at me." I was really wishing he would of got it wet and ruined it because I'm in the market for a new one. I'm leaning towards the Nikon d40x. I've been saving and now that I got a few babysitting jobs I can save a lot more faster. I can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070773582090421650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rl8BtPDvRZI/AAAAAAAAAII/2TdxORdJjq8/s200/8288293_sa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-463980113007544230?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/463980113007544230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=463980113007544230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/463980113007544230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/463980113007544230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-few-nights-have-really-been-nice.html' title='Nice Weather'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rl79BvDvRVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/shmAdH4XgBY/s72-c/cropped+bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-2535993078775525369</id><published>2007-05-22T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:47.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two New Layouts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067460279036874226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RlM8RnVlDfI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9ZuWbPmH7NY/s320/HikeWithMe-dsp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RlM8RXVlDeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3jaUWYS3TUM/s1600-h/GrantsFarm-dsp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067460274741906914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RlM8RXVlDeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3jaUWYS3TUM/s320/GrantsFarm-dsp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-2535993078775525369?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/2535993078775525369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=2535993078775525369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/2535993078775525369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/2535993078775525369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/05/two-new-layouts.html' title='Two New Layouts...'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RlM8RnVlDfI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9ZuWbPmH7NY/s72-c/HikeWithMe-dsp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-9005526773669534704</id><published>2007-05-21T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:48.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Girls and a Lil' Guy</title><content type='html'>Thursday Zoie and I went to Grants Farm with our friend Jenny and her two kids. I haven't been there since I was a little girl so it was nice to go again even if I couldn't remember anything. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067096177479323090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RlHxIHVlDdI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mb3WcT5Cers/s320/100_3408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The first stop was to see the Budweiser Clydesdale's. Then we waited in line to ride the tram thru the park where the wild horses, elk, buffalo, cows from around the world and other larger animals are. When we got off the Tram we went to the goat feeding area.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067088059991133570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RlHpvnVlDYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NAQiHILZxPg/s320/100_3439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After we got done feeding the goats we scrubed our hands and headed out to see the other animals. They have Kangaroos, Bald Eagles, Ponies, Camels, Llamas, Elephants and many more.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067088094350871970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RlHpxnVlDaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Ez66I9yq4wQ/s320/100_3133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067088081465970066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RlHpw3VlDZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LrZl7j9raec/s320/100_3464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was a pretty tiring day. After Todd got off work he picked up Jeremy and met us at Craig and Jenny's for dinner. I left the house at 8:30 in the morning and pulled into the driveway at 8:40 that night. I was pooped. &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Saturday we went out to Craig and Jenny's property for a day of relaxation. The guys took the 4 wheelers and us girls sat under the shade of the trees and watched the girls and guys play. It was a great day until on our way home one of the trailers tires blew. We made it home safe after we got it changed.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067094747255213490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RlHv03VlDbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/0TntigJDT50/s320/100_3535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067094764435082690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RlHv13VlDcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/BHEgTaLw06k/s320/100_3531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This week I don't plan on going anywhere until I catch up on my sleep. It's nice today so Zoie and I are going for a little walk. Cya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-9005526773669534704?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/9005526773669534704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=9005526773669534704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/9005526773669534704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/9005526773669534704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/05/3-girls-and-lil-guy.html' title='4 Girls and a Lil&apos; Guy'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RlHxIHVlDdI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mb3WcT5Cers/s72-c/100_3408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-7743479537889734710</id><published>2007-05-15T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:48.985-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts for Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RkphqnVlDVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/jtEvK-KAz7c/s1600-h/Mother%27sDayGifts-tdc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064968115673435474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RkphqnVlDVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/jtEvK-KAz7c/s320/Mother%27sDayGifts-tdc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did this layout for all the things I got for Mother's Day.  Todd and the kids had it easy this year.  Saturday I mentioned we needed something for the front porch while we were sitting on the hard concrete.  So Sunday he took me to the store to pick out some chairs.  I really like the table because it is made where I can put a pot under it.  Jeremy made me a flower out of the plastic six pack rings and we had a fried chicken dinner.  We took a little cruise in the hoopty in the evening.  I had a very nice Mother's Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-7743479537889734710?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7743479537889734710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=7743479537889734710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7743479537889734710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7743479537889734710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/05/gifts-for-mothers-day.html' title='Gifts for Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RkphqnVlDVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/jtEvK-KAz7c/s72-c/Mother%27sDayGifts-tdc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-2626181600366781731</id><published>2007-05-11T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T16:52:27.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremy is getting published</title><content type='html'>Just a quick note to tell everyone how excited and proud I am of Jeremy. I got a letter from school saying the poem he submited is being published in 'A celebration of young poets' book. Very cool. I'm going to get this book but I can't believe it cost $25. Oh yeah, if you want to see his poem you'll have to buy the book. hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-2626181600366781731?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/2626181600366781731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/2626181600366781731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/05/jeremy-is-getting-published.html' title='Jeremy is getting published'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-8652089433770296431</id><published>2007-05-07T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:49.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rj_iCcvTkVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/q_5w37rH-C4/s1600-h/HPIM0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062013037889950034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rj_iCcvTkVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/q_5w37rH-C4/s320/HPIM0691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got to go fishing after dinner, just the kids and I.  Todd doesn't do the fishing thing so he stayed home.  Zoie fished for about 5 minutes and was off playing with the cats.  She can't sit still.  So I took over her pole and I caught a small bass but not before Jeremy caught the first one of the night.  There was only a few more nibbles after that so we packed up and headed home.  Everyone got a shower/bath and now are fast asleep.  So I guess I'm going to get to bed too.  'night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-8652089433770296431?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/8652089433770296431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/8652089433770296431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/05/catch-of-day.html' title='Catch of the Day'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rj_iCcvTkVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/q_5w37rH-C4/s72-c/HPIM0691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-7647475667018570365</id><published>2007-05-07T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:49.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Todd's newest Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A 1967 Dodge Polara. He is selling the mustang though. I don't have any current pictures yet, but I did find this one on google search. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061821280485085490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rj8zosvTkTI/AAAAAAAAAFo/I-j78ej-EJ0/s320/pd441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is gold with a black top and the interior is all black.  It runs really good.  Needs some minor work done on it like fixing the window motors, a few dings and a tiny itsy bitty piece of rust.  For 40 years old it is still in excellent condition.  The oringinal owners drove it until they were 90, died at 94 and it was put in a estate auction and the guy that bought it from that had it for the last 5 years.  Now Todd is the proud owner.  Zoie loves riding in it.  We took it out 2 times already.  It's such a smooth ride, like floating on air.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Todd gets it back out of the garage I'll get some pictures and post again later.  After I get some housework done Zoie wants me to take her fishing.  It will be her first time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-7647475667018570365?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7647475667018570365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7647475667018570365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/05/todds-newest-toy.html' title='Todd&apos;s newest Toy'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rj8zosvTkTI/AAAAAAAAAFo/I-j78ej-EJ0/s72-c/pd441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-4386641669718932212</id><published>2007-04-27T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:49.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Jump</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RjK-IMvTkSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/EBQf64_UMtA/s1600-h/100_3366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058314379558359330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RjK-IMvTkSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/EBQf64_UMtA/s320/100_3366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RjK72svTkQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/zBzdZOIiZLI/s1600-h/100_3357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058311879887393026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RjK72svTkQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/zBzdZOIiZLI/s320/100_3357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Todd bought the kids a trampoline yesterday. Today he put it up with the neighbors help and the kids jumped well over a hour. We are sharing with the neighbors right now because they have grass and we don't. So they are letting us put it up in their yard for the time being. All the kids should sleep good tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow Lisa (Todd's SIL) and I are taking Rebecca and Zoie to get their photos taken together. Lisa picked out the outfits and I haven't even seen them yet. So I hope she's got good taste. We do this every year for Todd's mom. I also am getting Zoie's 4 yr photos done too. I usually get Jeremy's and Zoie's done also but I think I'm going to cut that down to just once a year instead of twice. It gets too expensive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well I need to get my butt to bed. We have to be at the studio at 10 but we are meeting for breakfast before we go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-4386641669718932212?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/4386641669718932212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/4386641669718932212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/04/lets-jump.html' title='Let&apos;s Jump'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RjK-IMvTkSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/EBQf64_UMtA/s72-c/100_3366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-6342445239056196604</id><published>2007-04-23T12:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:49.729-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Winner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056683597644000802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rizy8MsdbiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eQbKq8uIB3w/s320/Boy-at-Play.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got an email today that I won a $25 gift certificate from the Digi Chick Boutique. Woo Hoo! I did a layout using 2 of Sarah Jones kits and submitted it to her. I don't know how many others joined the contest. But this is just too cool none the less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We got our Zoysia grass plugs on Thursday that we mail ordered. What a joke. We got about 13 sheets of these so called plugs. You would think that they were separate. NOPE! I had to cut them up into the little plugs. I lost feeling in my thumb (the tip is numb) and I have a huge blister on my finger from using scissors. I also have a muscle in my neck that's been hurting. I don't know how that happened. I haven't been able to sleep because it hurts too much. Aspirin doesn't seem to be working anymore. If it doesn't get better I guess I'll go see the doctor. We also got a screen door for the front door. It's really cool. The screen doesn't show unless you slide the one widow down. It rolls up inside the door when you close it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-6342445239056196604?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6342445239056196604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6342445239056196604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/04/where-did-this-week-go.html' title='I&apos;m a Winner'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/Rizy8MsdbiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eQbKq8uIB3w/s72-c/Boy-at-Play.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-5765644635004149948</id><published>2007-04-16T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:50.149-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Make a Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RiQrkU7RY4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AJAQ7_Clscw/s1600-h/100_3182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054212584909136770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RiQrkU7RY4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AJAQ7_Clscw/s320/100_3182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had 28 people at the house Sunday. It was crazy. I'm saying never again, but I know that isn't true. Zoie got a whole bunch of new outfits, candy land board game and a fish (Beta) with a cool looking bowl with a light. She did get a play phone and she has been "talking" on it most of the day. I would hear her in a different room saying "Mom answer your phone." So I would have to pick it up and "talk" to her. She "talked" to everyone we know. I got a good preview of what she'll be like when she gets a real phone. Good thing was that she didn't get too many unnecessary toys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054211107440386930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RiQqOU7RY3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/GjULUmXr6UE/s320/100_3180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Opening gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054210407360717666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RiQplk7RY2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/y0_JJyoP6TA/s320/100_3190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Her fish named "Fishie".&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054210390180848450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RiQpkk7RY0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/pNaANgZE47o/s320/100_3184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Modeling one of her new outfits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zoie and I had to go to the store and get some fish food and a net. Other than that we spent the day at home. Today was really nice so I put the house work on the side and we played. Got the 4 wheelers out and drove around for a little. Zoie and I used the side walk chalk paint on the driveway. That stuff is pretty cool. It doesn't leave all that chalk dust and it dries really fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-5765644635004149948?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/5765644635004149948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/5765644635004149948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/04/make-wish.html' title='Make a Wish'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RiQrkU7RY4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AJAQ7_Clscw/s72-c/100_3182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-5567574861601894586</id><published>2007-04-13T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:25:07.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The cleaning is done....</title><content type='html'>Today has been a great day for being Friday the 13th. I found this cute little store that has all that primitive decor. I was in heaven. Zoie wasn't too excited about it because there were no toys and she couldn't touch anything. I'm in love with that stuff. I've decided that's what I'm going to decorate the house in. I kind of started that style in the kitchen with not really knowing what it was. But now I know so it won't be to hard to find stuff for the other rooms of the house.  I just wish I had more money.  I need another fund jar.  I have already started a new camera fund.  The jars will get fuller once I get a job when Zoie starts school.  &lt;br /&gt;Well time for bed... 'night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-5567574861601894586?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/5567574861601894586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/5567574861601894586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/04/cleaning-is-done.html' title='The cleaning is done....'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-1137319782009561294</id><published>2007-04-10T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T13:29:07.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Zoie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know how I forgot to post yesterday. Maybe because Zoie got me all frustrated last night. We went next door so she could play with the boys and she threw a HUGE fit. So I had to listen to her cry and screaming at me because I made her come home and get ready for bed. So she's all better today. I just think she was totally tired, she didn't get a nap. So anyways, to the story of the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My little girl is 4 today. Where does the time go? Todd took today off so he could take Zoie to the store so she could pick out her birthday present. She got sidewalk paint and Pet Sitter Barbie. Sunday we are having everyone over for a party. She wanted a strawberry cake. Luckily they had a Strawberry Shortcake themed cake with little icing strawberries on top. We'll probably have about 30 people here. We haven't really had any big parties since we moved in the new house 8 months ago. This summer we plan on having a belated house warming party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got my hair cut today. I feel so much better. What was I thinking of turning to let it grow out. I have too thick of hair to do that. I need to take another shower 'cause I'm a little itchy and the stuff she put on it is gross feeling.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-1137319782009561294?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/1137319782009561294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/1137319782009561294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-zoie.html' title='Happy Birthday Zoie'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-6861820854870107601</id><published>2007-04-08T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:50.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Zoie was really excited to see the Easter Bunny stopped by. She got a Diego stuffed doll, Charlotte's Webb DVD and some candy. Jeremy got some money. He's getting to the age where he's growning out of the make believe stuff.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051515582169907410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhqWqGyWgNI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Np0ebHcrvmk/s400/100_3158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got these cute outfits for the kids. I try to get something that they can where again. I hate spending money on clothes that the kids will only wear once. I plan on the kids wearing these outfits again for pictures. I think they will turn out great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051515071068799170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhqWMWyWgMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Up-ZytsmQIg/s400/crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went to my Dad's for lunch and the kids had an egg hunt. I gave my niece and nephew the Happy Feet DVD and we watched that. It wasn't as good as I thought it was going to be. I didn't care for it, but the kids enjoyed it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051515066773831858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhqWMGyWgLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/AeziiRjEXgo/s400/100_3169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We stopped by Todd's parents because the Easter Bunny stopped by there too. And the neighbors two doors down got Jeremy a water gun and Zoie a bubble gun. That was really nice of them to do that. We have such great neighbors here. But that's another story for another day. I'm tired and I need to get to bed. It's early but we did to much running around this weekend and I need to catch up. 'Night.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-6861820854870107601?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6861820854870107601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6861820854870107601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter...'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhqWqGyWgNI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Np0ebHcrvmk/s72-c/100_3158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-7008958968650099750</id><published>2007-04-07T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T08:23:15.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone (except me) took a nap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jeremy and his friend stayed up until about 3 this morning. That's when I went down stairs and told them it was time for bed because they keep waking everyone up. They got up about 7. It paid it's toll on Jeremy because on our way to lunch/dinner with Todd's family he fell asleep and on the way home he fell asleep again along with Zoie. When we got home Todd, Jeremy and Zoie went back to sleep until about 8, a good 3 hours. I was about to take a nap too but decided not to because I would be up all night, I don't sleep good at night anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While they were napping I got the easter goodies together. I still need to help the Easter Bunny hide eggs tonight. We are going to my Dad's for lunch. Then I have to run the kids by Todd's parents and the neighbor just informed us that the Easter Bunny may have left something for the kids at their house so we'll stop by there when we get back from his mom's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We got to see Todd's Aunt (dad's sister) today also. Haven't seen her since last June at Todd's Grandma's funeral. It was good to see her again. We chat through e-mail, just don't get to visit too often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well I need to finish up some things before I go to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-7008958968650099750?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7008958968650099750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/7008958968650099750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/04/everyone-except-me-took-nap.html' title='Everyone (except me) took a nap'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-6441077806709325065</id><published>2007-04-06T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:51.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes are crossed off the list</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I finally got around to getting the kids shoes. Zoie got this very cute pair of Skechers. Jeremy wanted a pair of Heelys but I could only find them on-line so they won't be here for a week or so. I even found me a cute little pair.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050488337661853746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhbwYmyWgDI/AAAAAAAAADA/pl6tIcuZT7g/s200/shoes_iaec1011113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050488341956821058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhbwY2yWgEI/AAAAAAAAADI/4BgVAgNMl8g/s200/82794_PNK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050488341956821074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhbwY2yWgFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/z46J8CgyyV4/s200/21751_TPNT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When I got home and told Todd we all got shoes, he asked "Where's mine?"  How does he expect me to pick him out some shoes?  He wouldn't like them anyways if I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of Jeremy's friends is coming over to spend the night.  It's a little late but they will have plently of time to play because they will probably be up past midnight.  He has be bugging me to have someone come over.  Jeremy's hoping Zoie is sleeping by time he gets here because he doesn't like her hanging out with him and his friends.  There is a 7 year difference.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need to finish up some laundry and pick the kitchen up.  Time to give the computer a rest&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-6441077806709325065?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6441077806709325065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=6441077806709325065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6441077806709325065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/6441077806709325065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/04/shoes-are-crossed-off-list.html' title='Shoes are crossed off the list'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhbwYmyWgDI/AAAAAAAAADA/pl6tIcuZT7g/s72-c/shoes_iaec1011113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-3913637288289417582</id><published>2007-04-05T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:51.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing on the list got crossed off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was supposed to go shopping for the kids shoes today. But I had to wait around for the septic tank guy to come. Waited all day and he shows up at 5:00. For the last month we've been having trouble with it backing up in the yard. Lucky of us it hasn't been too hot. We are fighting with the builder and the guy who put it in. The house is brand new and we only been living here for 8 months. Shouldn't need to be pumped out this soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050128629855846434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhWpO2yWgCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/t8iOg82gvFw/s320/100_2936.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isn't that just lovely. Under the square piece of concrete is the septic lid and everytime I do laundry it bubbles up. GROSS! At least it's not coming back in to the house. Something better get done soon before summer begins or no one will be playing out back. And that's the reason why we moved, so the kids have a big yard to play in. There's no grass yet but there's room to run and be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We just got back from Todd's parents. We went over there after dinner for cake and ice cream to celebrate his mom's 60th birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow the kids and I are going shopping for shoes for sure. Zoie has out grown all of hers and Jeremy's is just getting worn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time for bed. I'm tired and I need to get Zoie off the couch. 'Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-3913637288289417582?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3913637288289417582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=3913637288289417582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3913637288289417582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3913637288289417582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/04/lazy-day.html' title='Nothing on the list got crossed off'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhWpO2yWgCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/t8iOg82gvFw/s72-c/100_2936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-9016812844831442973</id><published>2007-04-04T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:51.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying Eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhOyUWyWf_I/AAAAAAAAACg/ug1rl02X3W0/s1600-h/100_3136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049575669996355570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhOyUWyWf_I/AAAAAAAAACg/ug1rl02X3W0/s320/100_3136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We dyed Easter eggs last night. One thing I would recommend is the Dudley's Spin an Egg. It makes dying eggs so easy and mess free. Just put a couple of eggs in, squeeze a few drops of dye on them, close the top and push down on the top until you get the effect you want. It took us less than 10 minutes to get a dozen eggs done. And all the cleaning I had to do was wash the container out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049578216911962130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhO0omyWgBI/AAAAAAAAACw/8yyCW68rreg/s320/100_3148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pretty Cool, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-9016812844831442973?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/9016812844831442973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=9016812844831442973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/9016812844831442973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/9016812844831442973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/04/we-dyed-easter-eggs-last-night.html' title='Dying Eggs'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhOyUWyWf_I/AAAAAAAAACg/ug1rl02X3W0/s72-c/100_3136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-3303721213517001897</id><published>2007-04-03T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:51.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yucky Outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhKNrnfZDgI/AAAAAAAAACI/oz2fFmxsoDo/s1600-h/100_3134.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049253912710286850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="251" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhKNrnfZDgI/AAAAAAAAACI/oz2fFmxsoDo/s400/100_3134.JPG" width="358" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boy, today is totally different from yesterday. It is storming outside. Ugly clouds, heavy rain and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt; winds. The storm is moving pretty quick so hopefully it will all clear up. Because I really need to go and get Jeremy some new shoes and Todd is supposed to go to the Cardinals game tonight. Easter break starts Thursday so I might just wait until then so we can take our time to shop instead of trying to get home before bed time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I so need a haircut. I've had really short hair for the past 6 years. I'm trying to grow it out to see about getting a new style but I'm about to go crazy. I don't think I can hold out any longer. Short hair also makes my face look thinner and I like the clean look of short hair. I look like a big shaggy mess.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://www.puppyfind.com/breed/old_english_sheepdog/m_247053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-3303721213517001897?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3303721213517001897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=3303721213517001897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3303721213517001897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/3303721213517001897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/04/yucky-outside.html' title='Yucky Outside'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhKNrnfZDgI/AAAAAAAAACI/oz2fFmxsoDo/s72-c/100_3134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509349098794447620.post-307076595455334274</id><published>2007-04-02T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:41:52.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhHCwnfZDeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MfCLH-u2VuQ/s1600-h/100B3042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049030797749194210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhHCwnfZDeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MfCLH-u2VuQ/s400/100B3042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As promised, I took Zoie to the park. We did a little shopping and stopped for lunch first. It was such a beautiful day, the sun was shining and the birds were chirping. There wasn't any traffic noise. And we had the park all to ourselves. She really enjoyed the slide and totally HATED the swings. She never even liked her baby swing when she was little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049030806339128818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhHCxHfZDfI/AAAAAAAAACA/ECVPD7UHdhI/s400/100B3062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you see that look on her face? "Stop, I don't want to swing!!!!!" She's a little too big for the baby swing but she wanted to sit in it. I barely pushed her because I know she wouldn't like it. We stayed about a hour. When we got home she watched some tv and I finished up some laundry and straightened up the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;Now she is down for the night. I don't think she'll be up in the middle of the night because she really played hard today. It's time for bed for me also. 'night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/509349098794447620-307076595455334274?l=jpysgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/307076595455334274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=509349098794447620&amp;postID=307076595455334274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/307076595455334274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/509349098794447620/posts/default/307076595455334274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpysgrl.blogspot.com/2007/04/as-promised-i-took-zoie-to-park.html' title='Play Time...'/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789429081332121301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wr4cO4g_yM/TfDcBFV45iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VkqOHcqUCDA/s220/27242236657_ORIG.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_larpuic8nrc/RhHCwnfZDeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MfCLH-u2VuQ/s72-c/100B3042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
