<?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-7542949758809232411</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:17:01.045-08:00</updated><category term='I'/><title type='text'>My Real World -Vegas</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-9055269952702352585</id><published>2009-05-19T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:33:46.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you noticed...I am taking a break!</title><content type='html'>We have been so busy with packing, cleaning, getting the house ready for renters, and all kinds of other things......that blogging is just the last thing on my mind.  I will start up again at the end of June, after we arrive in Vancouver.  I am going to have to have a blog re-do because Vegas is in my title, and I will no longer live there!  Bye for now-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-9055269952702352585?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/9055269952702352585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=9055269952702352585' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/9055269952702352585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/9055269952702352585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2009/05/have-you-noticedi-am-taking-break.html' title='Have you noticed...I am taking a break!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-5687647723727605890</id><published>2009-03-05T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:23:10.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet Madi-</title><content type='html'>Afew months ago, Madi joined a new softball team.  Not only has this new team had a lot of success, but Madi has been having a great time.  I love to look at these pics and see the smile on her face with her buddies.  I know she will miss these girls very much.  I am sure she will make many new friends in Washington....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SbCytAASm1I/AAAAAAAAA78/5DaIoBUba7M/s1600-h/pride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309940446834891602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SbCytAASm1I/AAAAAAAAA78/5DaIoBUba7M/s400/pride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SbCys24ZQcI/AAAAAAAAA70/HsdkKmse62Y/s1600-h/me+and+daniella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309940444385853890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SbCys24ZQcI/AAAAAAAAA70/HsdkKmse62Y/s400/me+and+daniella.jpg" border="0" /&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/7542949758809232411-5687647723727605890?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/5687647723727605890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=5687647723727605890' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5687647723727605890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5687647723727605890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-sweet-madi.html' title='My Sweet Madi-'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SbCytAASm1I/AAAAAAAAA78/5DaIoBUba7M/s72-c/pride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-8622055457223485818</id><published>2009-02-18T22:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:27:47.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 years later, and we are going home!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's official.  Charles was offered  the job in Vancouver, and he accepted the position.  Where do I start?  I am oh so excited.  It's just that the excitement is stifled a bit with the long "to-do list" ahead of us.  I am such a procrastinator, and I know this.  So I am going to try really hard  not procrastinate when it comes to this move.  We will be arriving sometime in June.  We haven't quite nailed down any dates or anything.  The girls seem excited.  I think we are all ready to embark on a new chapter in our lives.  I expect everyone who reads this blog, and lives in Vancouver, to become fans of Evergreen HS Football.  This fall, friday nights...will mean..Friday Night Lights!  Won't it be fun, all of us cheering and stuff.  Shannon can get her old skirt and pom poms out.  he he-  Uncle Todd can get out his old BG uniform, put on the shoulder pads, and knock people out.  Ha!  Well, I leave in the morning at 6 am. for a softball trip, and I haven't even packed.  So I need to get my life together.  Thanks to everyone for all your prayers and support.  To Dena, and Laurie....my sweet dearest Vegas friends.  You have both been like sisters to me.  Thanks for including me in your families.  It's going to be very hard to leave y'all.  I love ya.  To Mom, Dad, Shannon and fam, get ready for the wonderful, busy, crazy Anthony family....cuz we are a comin'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-8622055457223485818?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/8622055457223485818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=8622055457223485818' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/8622055457223485818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/8622055457223485818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2009/02/20-years-later-and-we-are-going-home.html' title='20 years later, and we are going home!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-5137019555277029788</id><published>2009-02-01T21:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:21:26.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would You Rather........</title><content type='html'>This weekend at my softball games, one of my players asked me some random "would you rather" question.  Something like.....would you rather a pencil get stuck in your eyeball or.....a toothpick get jammed into the tip of your big toe, and you have to bang it against the wall.  I couldn't pick.  That just started a weekend full of "would you rather "questions.  Infact.....I can't stop thinking about them.  So I was just going to throw one out there for blogland.  So answer the question, and explain why that is your choice.  Then ask a would you rather question of your own.  Okay, now let me think?  Would you rather.......never get to use a computer again or.... never get to eat sweets again?&lt;br /&gt;C'mon people, just amuse me with some more questions.  Some good ones that I can use.  Of course some of the ones getting thrown around were a bit gross...a bit funny...just not quite right.  But give me what you got!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-5137019555277029788?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/5137019555277029788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=5137019555277029788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5137019555277029788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5137019555277029788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2009/02/would-you-rather.html' title='Would You Rather........'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-263690297078793699</id><published>2009-01-27T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:32:53.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE PRAY!</title><content type='html'>We have really been excited about the opportunity to move to Washington. We just feel "done" with Vegas. We believe this is the direction that God has for us, but you just never know. Anyways, tomorrow at 3:30 Charles will be having a phone interview for the EHS football job. There are locals who are very connected going for the same job. Can we all pray that the interview would go great! I always pray that the athletic director, principal, etc...won't be able to get Charles name off their mind. That God will just keep reminding them of him, and lead their thoughts back to him. You can pray whatever you think will be helpful of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-263690297078793699?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/263690297078793699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=263690297078793699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/263690297078793699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/263690297078793699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2009/01/please-pray.html' title='PLEASE PRAY!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-7401259052553281819</id><published>2009-01-20T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:10:30.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inauguration Day!  History is Made-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SXYhXWcYIsI/AAAAAAAAA68/SmVjyUeQvfM/s1600-h/today.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293455097065906882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SXYhXWcYIsI/AAAAAAAAA68/SmVjyUeQvfM/s400/today.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a WONDERFUL day to be a part of. I had a great morning, at home, with my husband, watching President Obama take over the reigns. Even though I didn't vote for him, I am encouraged by how far we have come as a nation. That people like Martin Luther King Jr., and Rosa Parks, etc. made an impact that carried far beyond what they could have imagined. I don't think any President in history has had as many expectations put on him as he does. So many think he holds many answers. I support him in his mission, and I pray that America can be strong again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-7401259052553281819?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/7401259052553281819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=7401259052553281819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7401259052553281819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7401259052553281819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2009/01/inauguration-day-history-is-made.html' title='Inauguration Day!  History is Made-'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SXYhXWcYIsI/AAAAAAAAA68/SmVjyUeQvfM/s72-c/today.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-4785867508281786056</id><published>2009-01-11T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:47:45.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging vs. Facebook</title><content type='html'>My sister, Shannon, was bringing up the fact that more people seem to be checkin' in more to their facebook pages these days than their blogs.  I know I am guilty for sure.  Facebook is just easier.  It's like one sentence....Kim is...!!  Blogging takes much more brain power!  I don't always seem to have enough of that to go around these days.  I still do check blogs everyday.  So those of you who are keeping up with yours, good on ya.  I read it all the time.  Please give those of us who aren't real consistent these days a break!  Well, gotta go see what's going on in the facebook world!  Lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-4785867508281786056?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/4785867508281786056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=4785867508281786056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4785867508281786056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4785867508281786056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2009/01/blogging-vs-facebook.html' title='Blogging vs. Facebook'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-5046885292649568954</id><published>2009-01-08T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:15:34.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO ME</title><content type='html'>Well, 15 years ago today, my sweet honey and I got married.  What a wonderful day.  Our rehearsal dinner, wedding, and reception was all at a beautiful country club here in Las Vegas.  They supplied a wedding coordinator and everything.  I was so blessed by that because I don't like planning all the little details....I am not my mom, nor my sister.  I remember when she was asking what kind of flowers I wanted...I just said something white, and pretty.  All my years on the softball fields, I never learned much about flowers, I guess.  The one detail that I was absolutely sure of, was the man standing opposite of me, looking into my eyes, reciting his vows.  We dated for about 4 years before the wedding.  We were best friends, both loved Jesus, and were hot for one another.  What else do you need?  15 years, and 3 kids later, and I love my honey more than ever.  Marriage is definitely a roller coaster ride, that's for sure.  But the highs are far more memorable than the lows.  He is the best dad, best helper around the house, best ______ I could ever ask for.  Thank you my honey for 19 great years together.  I look forward to 90 more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-5046885292649568954?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/5046885292649568954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=5046885292649568954' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5046885292649568954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5046885292649568954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-anniversary-to-me.html' title='HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO ME'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-5588365853902964751</id><published>2008-12-23T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:59:49.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Won't be home for Christmas :(</title><content type='html'>Shannon has kept most of you up to date on the Arctic Blast.  Infact most of you who even read my blog, live in the midst of the winter storm.  However, I needed to update my blog.  We were planning on driving home to Vancouver, this year.  But the weather seems to have other plans for us.  My parents sent some pictures of their house the other day.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SVFRDTCBXUI/AAAAAAAAA60/slBTWnclEGQ/s1600-h/snow+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SVFRDTCBXUI/AAAAAAAAA60/slBTWnclEGQ/s400/snow+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283092954972511554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SVFRDe4iybI/AAAAAAAAA6s/fXfLQXhpi_g/s1600-h/snow+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SVFRDe4iybI/AAAAAAAAA6s/fXfLQXhpi_g/s400/snow+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283092958153984434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow is oh so marvelous, except when it keeps you from the family that you love and miss so much.  Merry Christmas to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-5588365853902964751?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/5588365853902964751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=5588365853902964751' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5588365853902964751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5588365853902964751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wont-be-home-for-christmas.html' title='I Won&apos;t be home for Christmas :('/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SVFRDTCBXUI/AAAAAAAAA60/slBTWnclEGQ/s72-c/snow+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-7458002975210480519</id><published>2008-12-11T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:24:26.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Model!</title><content type='html'>My little beauty!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SUKP68GjWFI/AAAAAAAAA6c/JL02GrOqZqQ/s1600-h/Mikelles+hair+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SUKP68GjWFI/AAAAAAAAA6c/JL02GrOqZqQ/s400/Mikelles+hair+074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278939955960436818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SUKP5lNK8eI/AAAAAAAAA6U/_cAHU5r2lEA/s1600-h/Mikelles+hair+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SUKP5lNK8eI/AAAAAAAAA6U/_cAHU5r2lEA/s400/Mikelles+hair+073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278939932634313186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SUKP7KIGH-I/AAAAAAAAA6k/mN2Tz_k9kkY/s1600-h/Mikelles+hair+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SUKP7KIGH-I/AAAAAAAAA6k/mN2Tz_k9kkY/s400/Mikelles+hair+075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278939959725006818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikelle got her hair done today, and of course we had to take some snapshots!  She isn't shy about posing.  She even walked the "catwalk"!  She would have loved to worn it all down, but the stylist thought it was too grown up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-7458002975210480519?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/7458002975210480519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=7458002975210480519' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7458002975210480519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7458002975210480519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-little-model.html' title='My Little Model!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SUKP68GjWFI/AAAAAAAAA6c/JL02GrOqZqQ/s72-c/Mikelles+hair+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-2573927748435303197</id><published>2008-12-06T21:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:13:44.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 year Reunion?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/STtbfTPWa9I/AAAAAAAAA50/pOQINUOtkHU/s1600-h/crhs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/STtbfTPWa9I/AAAAAAAAA50/pOQINUOtkHU/s400/crhs.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276911981693397970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has begun, and I can hardly believe it.  I received my first notification for my 20 year high school reunion, for next August.  Wow, where has the time gone?  It seems like just yesterday that we were all gathered for our 10 year reunion.  Well, maybe not "yesterday", but atleast only a couple of years ago.  High school was a great time.  I had a great group of friends, and I look forward to as many reunions as possible.  A few months ago, I was able to go home and get together with about 8 girlfriends from high school.  It's amazing the laughs, and good conversations you can have with friends you haven't seen in years.  The bond of high school, ties ya forever, in a special way.  Now would I ever go to high school again, NO.  Man, it's tough, with the peer pressure, boys, drama.....must I go on.  But when you are that age, you can bounce back.  I recently joined Facebook, and have been in touch with many familiar faces.  I look forward to seeing how many more people make me their "friend" on FB.  It just doesn't seem like it was 20 years ago that I was standing in the rain at Vikki's house, while Bette Midlers song, "Wind Beneath My Wings", played on the car stereo...and we hugged goodbye.  Now I have 3 children, and she has 2.  Wow....  It can't be close to 30 years that I used to go to Colettes house and make peanut butter and banana sandwiches, and watch her dog hump on it's stuffed animal.  Lol!  It can't be 25 years since Erica ran around in figure 8's singing "Everything is coming up roses"!  Has it really been that long?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-2573927748435303197?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/2573927748435303197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=2573927748435303197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2573927748435303197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2573927748435303197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/12/20-year-reunion.html' title='20 year Reunion?'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/STtbfTPWa9I/AAAAAAAAA50/pOQINUOtkHU/s72-c/crhs.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-4145161827612912003</id><published>2008-12-04T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T13:08:03.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRACK BREAK SHOW DOWN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We are only in week 1 of track break, as I have already mentioned. The thing that I have not mentioned is.....there is a showdown a brewin' between me and my youngest. I think only one of us is going to make it out alive! And let's just say, I ain't ready to die!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SThGTIUqUTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/lsTnv4tB1Vo/s1600-h/crazy"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276044257930137906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SThGTIUqUTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/lsTnv4tB1Vo/s320/crazy" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She only looks innocent!  Trust me.  Does anyone have any ideas on how to keep my kids busy.  Or how to bury her without getting caught!  Just kidding, I think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-4145161827612912003?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/4145161827612912003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=4145161827612912003' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4145161827612912003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4145161827612912003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/12/track-break-show-down.html' title='TRACK BREAK SHOW DOWN!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SThGTIUqUTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/lsTnv4tB1Vo/s72-c/crazy' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-1393592442101526064</id><published>2008-12-03T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:25:30.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Spirit!</title><content type='html'>Miah and Mikelle are home on track break right now.  For those of you who don't live in cities with year round schools, "track break" is basically their summer break gets broken up into 4 or 5 different breaks throughout the year.  Each school has 5 tracks, and one track is always out.  They don't have school the entire month of December!  I know, I am lucky, but I will try not to brag.  Ok, kidding!  Yes, I like having them home....at times.  Like right now they are decorating a gingerbread house, and they are working together.  It's just when they get bored and start arguing.  We are going to continue decorating for Christmas.  This is probably the latest I have ever put up my tree.  We usually do it during the Thanksgiving weekend.  Now that December came upon us so quickly, I feel rushed.  I haven't bought even 1 Christmas present.  I really need to dig down deep, and focus on the "reason for the season" and all that important stuff.  I was hoping that helping serve the homeless on Thanksgiving would help put life in perspective during this Christmas.  It does, but then the things that I am used to doing, pop up in my mind.  Then  just wanna rush out and spend, and shop til you drop!  I went to the movie yesterday with two of my girlfriends; Laurie and Laurie.  Laurie B.  totally treated me!  She paid for everything and it was such a blessing and a great treat to spend time with them both.  We saw "Australia".  I really liked it, and would recommend it!  Well, I am just kind of rambling.  Oh, and one more very important thing.  Yesterday was my mom's birthday.  It stinks living so far away!  Wish I lived there so I could have come over and given her a big hug!  Thanks for being the best mom ever!  Hopefully next year I will be able to come over and give you that hug, mom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-1393592442101526064?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/1393592442101526064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=1393592442101526064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1393592442101526064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1393592442101526064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-spirit.html' title='Christmas Spirit!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-168965854625754435</id><published>2008-11-27T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:31:04.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY THANKSGIVING!</title><content type='html'>In a world full of economic woes, downfalls, slumps, etc....I still have so much to be thankful for. I am thankful for my Jesus, who has forgiven me, cleansed me, and continues to help me each and everyday. I am thankful for my husband, who puts up with me, loves me, and is so cute. I am thankful for my girls, who drive me crazy, make me smile, light up a room, and make me so proud. I am thankful for the family I was born into...Dad, mom, and Shannon. What a great foundation I was given. I love that my sister and I are more than sisters, but are great friends. I love that my parents have always worked so hard to maintain a relationship with their grandkids, even though we are so far a part. I am thankful that all my daily needs are met, far exceedingly! I am also thankful for great friends, who love me, put up with me, eat with me, cry with me, and laugh with me!&lt;br /&gt;Today we went up to our church to help minister to the homeless. We all worked as a family as "hosts". It was our job to walk 2 men around from station to station. To make them feel comfortable, to minister, and be their friend. They were provided with many wonderful opportunities including; clothes, jackets, backpacks (full of goodies), dental care, medical care, showers, the ability to go on-line, or make a phone call, manicures, legal council.......and at the end of all that, a fantastic meal. What a wonderful opportunity for all of us to remember just how blessed we are. As we went into eat, Pastor John said a prayer, and that is when I just started crying. As he thanked God for all our many blessings, it hit me, that even if I was the one homeless, I would still need to thank Him. This world encourages us to keep on wanting, until there is nothing else left. Today, Bob and Steve, just wanted some socks, a warmer jacket, and a hot meal. Everytime I put on a pair of shoes, I don't stop and thank God for them. I am so truly blessed. Thank you Lord for each and everything in my life! My kids were a bit nervous at first and then they were just great. I have to say that Madi is a natural. She was able to make conversation, and just be herself. Miah and Mikelle were so good about serving the food and making sure their drinks were full and such. I hope all of you had a tremendously blessed day as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-168965854625754435?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/168965854625754435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=168965854625754435' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/168965854625754435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/168965854625754435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='HAPPY THANKSGIVING!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-3496001431023134106</id><published>2008-11-25T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:10:40.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyonce' at AMA</title><content type='html'>I don't like music videos, have never been to a concert, and find most live performances kind of boring. However, this year Beyonce' did her little jig at the American Music Awards! I have watched it so many times. I find it totally catchy and entertaining. I apologize if her "shakin' her groove thing" bothers you. I just imagine that if any of us ever got up the nerve to dance for our husbands, we would wish we could do it like this. And I guarantee they wouldn't mind. Hope you enjoy! Watch Beyonce dance here&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uerTtXtgye4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uerTtXtgye4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out and bought my leotard today!  LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-3496001431023134106?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/3496001431023134106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=3496001431023134106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3496001431023134106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3496001431023134106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/11/beyonce-at-ama.html' title='Beyonce&apos; at AMA'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-4089356015049322747</id><published>2008-11-21T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T09:47:57.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vancouver Here We Come!</title><content type='html'>I am speaking that title in faith.  I am only putting this out there on blog world, because I believe in the power of prayer.  My husband applied for a job opening in the Evergreen School District.  Those of you who live there know that there isn't much movement in Vancouver as far as teachers go.  It's hard to get a job there.  So we need the power of prayer on our side.  We have enjoyed our life in Las Vegas, but it's time for a change!  Next school year would be perfect.  Madi is going into high school and Miah middle school.  I know the rain will be something to contend with for a while, but what are ya gonna do.  I lived there for many years, so hopefully, I can get used to it again.  It is hot here, way too hot.  But it's always sunny.  I mean literally sun everyday!  It's pretty rare that we have a cloudy or gloomy day.  This is the first time since I have moved away almost 20 years ago, that I feel this little excitement in my tummy about coming home.  Please pray that God's will be done in our lives, and if it is not God's will that we come there....pray that He changes His mind!  Ok, I might be kidding!  Thanks ahead of time for your prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-4089356015049322747?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/4089356015049322747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=4089356015049322747' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4089356015049322747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4089356015049322747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/11/vancouver-here-we-come.html' title='Vancouver Here We Come!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-3160901395485801848</id><published>2008-11-20T07:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:13:11.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.99!!!</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to send a quick shout out!!  Hooray, I bought gas for $1.99 a gallon today.  Let's face it people, the economy stinks right now.  I mean, for the most part, we are all very blessed.  Its just tight, hard, whatever you wanna call it right now.  One positive thing in the middle of this crunch time for me, is the decreasing gas prices...yipee!  Speaking of crunch time financially, Christmas is just around the corner.  I have not bought one present, not even one!    It's not going to be like the Christmas' of ole', which is ok.  I believe we are going to go and help at church on Thanksgiving, and minister to the homeless.  Not to have a selfish motive in this, but I think the timing will be perfect, as we try and teach our kids to remember how many things we are blessed with.  I was telling my sister yesterday, whenever we were finished opening ALL of our many gifts as a kid, no matter how many we got, there was kind of this dissappointment.  Like that's it?  So I do know the expectations that kids have.  We have set it up that way.  I like presents, I like buying my kids presents.  We have never put Christmas on a credit card, so it was never a matter of us living above our means.  It's not like we go totally crazy, I do like to get that one thing they really want.  Last year it was the WII.  This year, it's more like phones, and IPods, and I am not thinking I am going that route.  When are they going to just be into clothes?   The other day when I told my girls that this Christmas they wouldn't be getting as many presents as usual, they said, "less than last year?"  I'm thinking "wow, this is going to be more difficult than I thought!"  I'm going to have to be more creative with my gift giving than ever.  What about y'all?  Is everyone having to cut back?  Any creative ideas for gifts?  Any magic pills to give to my kids so all they care about is Jesus, and not presents?  Ha!  I'm just being silly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-3160901395485801848?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/3160901395485801848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=3160901395485801848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3160901395485801848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3160901395485801848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/11/199.html' title='1.99!!!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-3600659949366472199</id><published>2008-11-12T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:37:56.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SRu_m_Si8zI/AAAAAAAAAr8/MAjBBiEMHAI/s1600-h/Honest237E_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268014865685082930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SRu_m_Si8zI/AAAAAAAAAr8/MAjBBiEMHAI/s320/Honest237E_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SRu_m-JHB3I/AAAAAAAAAsE/tQXJaSrP4z0/s1600-h/tagged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268014865377068914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SRu_m-JHB3I/AAAAAAAAAsE/tQXJaSrP4z0/s320/tagged.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Watching T.V. is probably my favorite way to relax. The funny thing about that is that we didn't even have a T.V. for like 9 years. That's a long story....I guess I am just making up for lost time. DVR is my favorite, because I really can't stand commercials. I like reality T.V. for some stupid reason. I like Oprah when she isn't talking about "the light, and inner people, (lol)". I like Rachael Ray, and the View. That's my morning routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I know we have talked about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Target&lt;/span&gt; many times. I was just there tonight. I have been trying to stay away. I forgot just how happy I am when I am there. Of course I am most &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; when I am there with &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;cash&lt;/span&gt; to spend. It has a little bit of everything. It's not overwhelming like the mall. The prices are reasonable. I love the home decor stuff! It's to die for! I love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TARGET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; I'm kind of a "go by the rules" gal. Authourity has always intimidated me a bit. Even now if I have to meet with the kids teachers, I find myself all sweaty and nervous. I didn't like getting in trouble as a kid, and I certainly don't want to get in trouble for my kids. If a cop is driving behind me, I tense up a bit. Stuff like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am a junk food junkie! I would always choose something "unhealthy" to eat, over anything "healthy" if the calories didn't matter. I love things like ice cream, pizza, french fries, tacos, burgers, pop tarts, cookies, pastries, candy, soda, chips, etc......This is exactly why I am attending Weight Watchers for my 99th time. Oh, and Starbucks...I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am very competitive. I guess this isn't really something new to most of you. But, I do play to win! Whether a board game, sports, etc. At GGW my team lost a game of Taboo. We are going to have to train for next year. Ha ha! Worst part about it, that means, my sister actually won. The little sister is never suppose to beat the big sister. I'm slowly getting over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I can't stand bugs, spiders, snakes, etc....All of them really freak me out! I can't kill em, so I just panic. I usually have to ask my kids to come and get rid of this bug! We have black widows in Vegas. Scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I find my hubby very hot! He looks like he did the day I met him. I wish I could say the same about myself. Poor guy. I have been every size under the sun, over the last 18 years. I am working on it! Hopefully for good this time! But that junk food just calls my name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dena, Shannon, Lee Ann, and whoever else might read my blog.....you have been tagged!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-3600659949366472199?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/3600659949366472199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=3600659949366472199' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3600659949366472199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3600659949366472199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SRu_m_Si8zI/AAAAAAAAAr8/MAjBBiEMHAI/s72-c/Honest237E_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-1702746676798022930</id><published>2008-11-06T14:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T08:31:02.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a Lighter Note!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Politics, religion, wars, abortion....lets get to the important stuff! HAIR! Last week I got a wild hair up my bootie, and.....had my hair chopped off. Mom, I am sorry. I know you like it long, and so do I. I miss my long hair the way I miss a good friend. I don't know what to do without it. I wasn't going to blog about it, or tell my mom. Cuz I figured it will grow some before I see her, and maybe she will never know. Lol! So here is a picture of my hair before....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SRNvwkCr6EI/AAAAAAAAAqw/esAz7aWFxP8/s1600-h/S4300253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265675269425588290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SRNvwkCr6EI/AAAAAAAAAqw/esAz7aWFxP8/s400/S4300253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very nice, long, long, long. And now here is my new bob....&lt;br /&gt;Not a very good picture. I just woke up this morning and knew I needed a picture for this post.  Mikelle took it for me.  Does anyone know how long it will take me to grow it out?  I'm guessing 2 years?  Although it doesn't have to be as long as it was...just long enough for a cute pony tail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SRRseU6j9xI/AAAAAAAAArY/pacEy6X-33w/s1600-h/S4300417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265953132569163538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SRRseU6j9xI/AAAAAAAAArY/pacEy6X-33w/s320/S4300417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-1702746676798022930?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/1702746676798022930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=1702746676798022930' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1702746676798022930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1702746676798022930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-lighter-note.html' title='On a Lighter Note!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SRNvwkCr6EI/AAAAAAAAAqw/esAz7aWFxP8/s72-c/S4300253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-6254447956934333134</id><published>2008-11-05T22:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:07:18.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made a Decision!</title><content type='html'>I decided to erase the two blogs that seemed to cause a lot of tension.  The election is over....and so is this conversation.  Love to you all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-6254447956934333134?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/6254447956934333134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=6254447956934333134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6254447956934333134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6254447956934333134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/11/made-decision.html' title='Made a Decision!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-5893279576626071699</id><published>2008-11-03T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:24:09.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mikelle celebrated her birthday with a few friends by going to see the movie, "High School Musical 3". She had lots of fun. 3 of the friends are from softball, and 1 is from school. What a cute bunch of girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SQ8iXAA9bhI/AAAAAAAAAqY/DnWfCxPj8zg/s1600-h/S4300396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264464267955760658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SQ8iXAA9bhI/AAAAAAAAAqY/DnWfCxPj8zg/s400/S4300396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SQ8iWY6ElFI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/aDiBXryFnyc/s1600-h/S4300397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264464257457886290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SQ8iWY6ElFI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/aDiBXryFnyc/s400/S4300397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our "Harvest Day Festival" Madi and Mikelle borrowed some uniforms from the cheerleading coach at Charles school. Miah just wanted to be a cat. But that didn't really work out. So no pics of Miah.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SQ8jUv1oufI/AAAAAAAAAqo/k7q7DUxJzto/s1600-h/S4300411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264465328765188594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SQ8jUv1oufI/AAAAAAAAAqo/k7q7DUxJzto/s400/S4300411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SQ8jT62GqtI/AAAAAAAAAqg/KYWrm2uHqfs/s1600-h/S4300410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264465314540071634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SQ8jT62GqtI/AAAAAAAAAqg/KYWrm2uHqfs/s400/S4300410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a busy weekend of softball for our family.  On Saturday, the day began with Madison's double header at 9 &amp;amp; 10:30.  Then I had 2 games.  We played my alma mater, UNLV &amp;amp; SUU.  That lasted from 10-5.  Then we headed over to the third field of the day to watch Miah's double header.  Her team played at 6 &amp;amp; 7:30.  So basically we were at the softball fields from 7:30 am til' 9pm.  Yesterday, I had 2 more games, and Madi played 4 more.  Madi was a pick up player this weekend for "Code Red".  She played in 4 games with them, at the 16-U level.  She is scheduled to begin practicing this week with "Rage", because they have asked her to be a pick up player for the next couple weeks.  Well yesterday, after Madison's last game with Code Red, the coach from Rage came up and asked Madi if she wanted to play in their last 2 games of the day.  (Now she could only do this because it was just a "friendly round robin" with local teams.  Of course Madi said sure.  She did fantastic.  She hit 5-6 in the last 2 games.  The coach came up to me afterwards and said of course we don't want to put any pressure on her, just a little...as she stretched out her arms...lol!  Code Red actually asked Madi to join their team on a full time basis as well.  I am happy for Madi.  It's good to feel wanted.  And she should!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As far as UNLV softball goes.  They are going to be good this year.  All of their key players are healthy.  They have so many juniors and seniors, who are ready to get it done.  On Saturday, we competed decently with them.  Sunday was a different story.  They played SUU before they played us and we sat and watched them just kill the ball.  They scored about 15 runs with tons of homeruns.  Well let's just say that they continued that same hitting right into our game.  In the first inning they had a 3 run homer, and a grand slam before we had an out!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-5893279576626071699?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/5893279576626071699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=5893279576626071699' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5893279576626071699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5893279576626071699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/11/picture-updates.html' title='Picture Updates!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SQ8iXAA9bhI/AAAAAAAAAqY/DnWfCxPj8zg/s72-c/S4300396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-1748009576629149949</id><published>2008-10-24T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:11:17.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Update!</title><content type='html'>Just a few comments to update my viewers.  We weighed in again today, and Miah lost another 3.4 pounds....for a grand total of 27 pounds.  Yipee, amazing, WOW!!&lt;br /&gt;The next issue is the nasty picture that I put on my blog.  I kind of regret even giving it "air time".  I think I am going to delete it after today, because it's nothing I want on there forever.  I just thought people should still be aware of the nastiness that is still in some people's hearts.  My friend, Laurie, brought up a good point....Now imagine that if the only Presidents we have ever had were all black.  Then all of a sudden, a white guy was running.  You better believe that would catch our attention.  We would be inclined to see what he has to say and what his views are.  So maybe the idea of saying that we shouldn't vote for someobody just because they share our same skin color is easy for us to say, because we have always had someone in the White House who looked just like us.  Please don't be quick to say, "no thats not true."  As christians we should remember that there is one race, the human race!  Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-1748009576629149949?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/1748009576629149949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=1748009576629149949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1748009576629149949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1748009576629149949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekly-update.html' title='Weekly Update!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-3203658000602849163</id><published>2008-10-22T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:54:35.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miah Piah For Fiah!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SP9YvgnyG8I/AAAAAAAAApM/QyE3K8jBLlY/s1600-h/S4300152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260020463025920962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SP9YvgnyG8I/AAAAAAAAApM/QyE3K8jBLlY/s400/S4300152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEFORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SP9Yvb78mbI/AAAAAAAAApE/cOrA-Mgbn1w/s1600-h/S4300392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260020461768317362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SP9Yvb78mbI/AAAAAAAAApE/cOrA-Mgbn1w/s400/S4300392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 10 weeks ago, Miah and I joined Weight Watchers.  I was so nervous about taking her.  My ultimate fear was that she would have to say that I have been on diets since I was 10 years old.  I also didn't want her to ever think that my love for her was conditional.  Charles and I were however, concerned about her health.  When I told her about the WW program she seemed eager to try it.  She has consistently lost weight each and every week.  The Friday morning class that we attend treats her like a super star!  They are all so proud of her, and actually have said that she is their inspiration.  She has learned what she can eat, and how to work the program for herself.  She plans for special occasions, and puts me to shame with her willpower.  She has lost 23.6 pounds and counting.  It's been great to see her confidence soar.  Miah keeps me going.  Usually by now I have quit WW.  But I know that my little girls health is dependent on me.  That can feel heavy sometimes, but what about being a mom isn't?  She has about 15 more lbs. to get to her goal weight.  I have about  ____ more lbs. to get to mine!  LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-3203658000602849163?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/3203658000602849163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=3203658000602849163' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3203658000602849163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3203658000602849163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/10/miah-piah-for-fiah.html' title='Miah Piah For Fiah!!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SP9YvgnyG8I/AAAAAAAAApM/QyE3K8jBLlY/s72-c/S4300152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-8117852360417345716</id><published>2008-10-21T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:16:40.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SP4pwWJ1CUI/AAAAAAAAAo8/P1NOKq-6PZ4/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SP4pwWJ1CUI/AAAAAAAAAo8/P1NOKq-6PZ4/s400/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259687325372582210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madi has been on the "Lil Rebels" softball team for a long time.  We made the decision as a family that it was time for her to maybe go in a different direction.  As of last night she has quit the team.  I know that she is going through a lot.  Some of her teammates are saying to her that she is being selfish, and only thinking about herself.  I know this makes her sad, because that was not her intentions.  There were some miscommunications between us and the coach.  I get so tired of the "drama" that is involved with softball.  It's been going on since before I played, and I am sure it will continue to go on.  Bottom line, she is a great player, and I don't want anyone to take her love for the game away.  If anyone has some supportive comments for her, I am sure she would appreciate them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-8117852360417345716?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/8117852360417345716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=8117852360417345716' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/8117852360417345716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/8117852360417345716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/10/tough-decisions.html' title='Tough Decisions'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SP4pwWJ1CUI/AAAAAAAAAo8/P1NOKq-6PZ4/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-5755332975313178297</id><published>2008-10-13T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T13:40:28.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What changes are YOU making?</title><content type='html'>With the economy at an all time low, I find myself brainstorming ways that I can cut our monthly expenses.  Everytime I turn on the TV, I see another professional giving their tips.  But sometimes, they just seem to far "out there" somehow.  So I was just wondering what practical advise my blogger friends had to offer.  Shannon make sure to tell Beckie to read this blog and comment.  I have a feeling she might have an idea or two!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-5755332975313178297?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/5755332975313178297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=5755332975313178297' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5755332975313178297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5755332975313178297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-changes-are-you-making.html' title='What changes are YOU making?'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-2414678898796882230</id><published>2008-10-09T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:02:04.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG CONFUSION?</title><content type='html'>I know that many of my blog entries are not that exciting.  They are not changing the world or anything like that.  Those of you who blog, know first hand, that comments put a smile on your face.  I am full of smiles after my last blog entry.  I mean, I have written things about racism, religion, politics, and sure I get a few comments....But now, I write about Fiber Ones bars, and 13 comments...Count em' people 13!  Thanks Laurie, for the simple fact that these yummy bars make you regular.  It has meant many comments for me.  Maybe, y'all are just full of it!  LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-2414678898796882230?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/2414678898796882230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=2414678898796882230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2414678898796882230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2414678898796882230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-confusion.html' title='BLOG CONFUSION?'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-1016160779716557649</id><published>2008-10-07T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T11:12:53.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiber One Bars!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOulnj6YSmI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Ovu_7OYMFv4/s1600-h/fiberone.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOulnj6YSmI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Ovu_7OYMFv4/s400/fiberone.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254475489331399266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain friend of mine, who will remain nameless, was thanking me today for introducing her to the delicious, and oh so nutricious, Fiber One Bars!  First of all we both agree that they are yummy!  But, Laurie, (oops wasn't suppose to say her name.  Lol!) says that she is very excited because she is now pooping at least twice a day.  I told her thanks for sharing and that maybe I would write about it on my blog.  She said, go ahead, no shame, in my game!  So hear I am, telling yall.  Ha!  They really are worth trying.  I love them for a snack that I can carry in my purse, and pull out when I need that little something!  Love ya Laurie, and your regular bowels!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-1016160779716557649?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/1016160779716557649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=1016160779716557649' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1016160779716557649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1016160779716557649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/10/fiberone-bars.html' title='Fiber One Bars!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOulnj6YSmI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Ovu_7OYMFv4/s72-c/fiberone.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-441023010671350796</id><published>2008-10-06T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T09:06:40.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Purchase!</title><content type='html'>We made a new purchase!  With gas prices as crazy as they are, it might seem a bit crazy, I know.  However, we have been driving an Expedition, so we are used to it.  Our Expedition is a 2000 and getting up in miles.  The girls are excited about it, because the middle row has captains chairs.  So now, they don't have to touch!!!  Yipee!!!!  For right now, my hubby is going to drive it the most, becasue my kids are slobs, and we don't need them dirtying up the new car.  Well, it's not new, but new to us.  It's a 2004.  We look forward to many happy road trips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOo2HAYvJ0I/AAAAAAAAAoU/oEfBy6qLBUQ/s1600-h/S4300388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOo2HAYvJ0I/AAAAAAAAAoU/oEfBy6qLBUQ/s320/S4300388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254071409271842626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOo2HWMQohI/AAAAAAAAAoc/VyQUkvHqWfw/s1600-h/S4300378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOo2HWMQohI/AAAAAAAAAoc/VyQUkvHqWfw/s320/S4300378.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254071415125090834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOo2IMUBVJI/AAAAAAAAAok/QbMyVi5vmNA/s1600-h/S4300375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOo2IMUBVJI/AAAAAAAAAok/QbMyVi5vmNA/s320/S4300375.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254071429653157010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOo2IfzBlCI/AAAAAAAAAos/D_SgGUwouRM/s1600-h/S4300379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOo2IfzBlCI/AAAAAAAAAos/D_SgGUwouRM/s320/S4300379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254071434883470370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-441023010671350796?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/441023010671350796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=441023010671350796' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/441023010671350796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/441023010671350796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-new-purchase.html' title='Our New Purchase!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOo2HAYvJ0I/AAAAAAAAAoU/oEfBy6qLBUQ/s72-c/S4300388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-3673898966872040439</id><published>2008-10-01T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:22:15.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL ABOUT MY NANNY!</title><content type='html'>The BEST part about GGW every year, is spending time with my Nanny. We all spoil her, and pamper her, and she loves every minute. This year my cousin Allison put together a scrap book for her. A few months ago, Alli asked us to write down some of our favorite memories about Nanny. She put it all together with pictures in a book. Then one night, we all gathered around with tissue, and listened as one by one we read aloud what we each had written. This is what I wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dear, sweet, precious, Nanny! Having you as my Nanny, is the one of my greatest treasures in life. Every time I look at you my heart melts, and I begin to smile. You have always been there for me, with your sweet concern, and unending support. I remember when I first met Charles, and finally brought some color into this family! LOL! You trusted me and my decision making. You weren't judgmental, just concerned. I was thankful to have your blessing, it meant the world to me. When Charles and I got engaged, I just knew that I wanted you to play a special part in my wedding. I was so lucky to have you stand up and honor the both of us, by reading the special poem. Whenever I watch my wedding video, I always tear up when I see you. You looked beautiful! You got a bit choked up when you were reading it, and it gets me everytime!&lt;br /&gt;One of the other many blessing in my life, are the examples of marriage that surround me. You and Papa, as well as my own parents are true examples. I have been married long enough now to know the "realness" of life, and the fact that marriage isn't easy. I know that you have been thru both good times and bad, yet you have held on. I appreciate it, I respect it, and I thank you for it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think any of the grandkids will ever forget the good times at the Ventura Apartments. That was the coolest place to visit ever. I loved playing "office" in your office! I loved the pool, and the Pac-Man game. Going to the ice-cream place and playing more video-games, was always a great time. I don't think either of us will ever forget the story about the egg-plant. I always get a great chuckle when I think about that, and what a loser I was. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Another blessing that I don't take for granted.....is the fact that you are such a cute dresser. I mean some Gramdmas are decked out in polyester, and orthodics.....but not my Nanny! You just out dress me for every occasion, and that is really okay with me. I love watching your cute little bootie in your jeans. Then when you add the adorable shoes, and accesorize so adorably, it's just over the top!&lt;br /&gt;Your spaghetti is another blessing in my life. I don't get to eat it very often, but when I do.....ooooh baby!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for always remembering my birthday, my kids b-days, my hubby's b-day! It means a lot to me. I love looking at your signature. I remember as a kid always trying to copy your signature. You make the coolest, cursive,capital E. I think I finally got it down.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the best memories have been over the last 5 years at the Girls Get Aways! It was so funny when you tried on my over the shoulder boulder holder! It almost fit. I loved your emotion and excitement when you found out we were going to the Braves game. Most of all, I look forward to this years weekend and many, many, more to come.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Nanny with all my heart! Thank you for always loving me. The greatest gift and blessing you have ever given me, is my mom. I love you both very much!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any pictures of myself when I was reading mine, but I was crying pretty hard. Nanny was crying, the whole bunch of us were! It was a memory I will never forget. Thanks Allison for thinking of that wonderful idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt Patty had this picture of my Nanny blown up, and it was on top of the mantle all weekend. Nanny thought it was the best thing ever. She loved it. As soon as she saw it, she teared up.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO7gEK2_SI/AAAAAAAAAmg/sMkWmnVWBko/s1600-h/S4300250.JPG"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252247749993626914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO7gEK2_SI/AAAAAAAAAmg/sMkWmnVWBko/s400/S4300250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO7gYcRPiI/AAAAAAAAAmo/zLR2zkH54C4/s1600-h/S4300246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252247755435359778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO7gYcRPiI/AAAAAAAAAmo/zLR2zkH54C4/s400/S4300246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Nanny's first glimpse at the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO7gigwEbI/AAAAAAAAAmw/JTCm2_prSws/s1600-h/S4300294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252247758138511794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO7gigwEbI/AAAAAAAAAmw/JTCm2_prSws/s400/S4300294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Nanny starting to cry as my mom is reading what she wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO7g2YN_fI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Wbjyox8fbb4/s1600-h/S4300297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252247763471433202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO7g2YN_fI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Wbjyox8fbb4/s400/S4300297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my beautiful mother, crying, as she is reading what she wrote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO7hJ3h0QI/AAAAAAAAAnA/0UlJ_zu-hg8/s1600-h/S4300296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252247768703029506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO7hJ3h0QI/AAAAAAAAAnA/0UlJ_zu-hg8/s400/S4300296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we first arrived, our 3 hostesses; Patty, Emily, &amp;amp; Allison handed out our GGW Nantucket bags. They are pictured below. They are so awesome. They are LandsEnd bags monogrammed with the GGW. Each bag was filled with some goodies. Nanny is the best model ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO95ayE8sI/AAAAAAAAAnI/4KLLe564R64/s1600-h/S4300261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252250384583684802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO95ayE8sI/AAAAAAAAAnI/4KLLe564R64/s400/S4300261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO95TDn3hI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ouUVNJoL5u8/s1600-h/S4300260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252250382509792786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO95TDn3hI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ouUVNJoL5u8/s400/S4300260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOBSTER DINNER!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO-zzIZQNI/AAAAAAAAAnY/zhJZ7zNPB4E/s1600-h/S4300355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252251387552153810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO-zzIZQNI/AAAAAAAAAnY/zhJZ7zNPB4E/s400/S4300355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you tell my face that this lobster is really freaking me out?  Well, it was and I did not try it.  My Aunt actually had a whole lobster for each and every person.  The table was all dolled up for the occasion.  Everyone but me, thought it was the greatest meal ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO-0LNgsNI/AAAAAAAAAng/pCYx8UAhpT4/s1600-h/S4300345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252251394016063698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO-0LNgsNI/AAAAAAAAAng/pCYx8UAhpT4/s400/S4300345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nanny couldn't wait to dig in! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO-0g4MBeI/AAAAAAAAAno/jXdp8C8ecB8/s1600-h/S4300350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252251399832208866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO-0g4MBeI/AAAAAAAAAno/jXdp8C8ecB8/s400/S4300350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allison bbq some chicken breast for me, and I was as happy as can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO-0ko7g6I/AAAAAAAAAnw/xrPqEi2gIAU/s1600-h/S4300354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252251400841954210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOO-0ko7g6I/AAAAAAAAAnw/xrPqEi2gIAU/s400/S4300354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well, that's it for today.  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We had an amazing time.  Best yet!!  The food was amazing!  The house was gorgeous!  The conversation was hilarious, emotional, and memorable.  I can't believe the time has already came and went.  The first day is always fun.  Everyone is traveling, and coming in at different times.  But we get all caught up, give lots of hugs, and we just can't seem to keep the grin off our faces.  I got there first, after a long red-eye flight, followed by an hour ride in a little 10 passenger plane.  I actually got to ride co-pilot.  I was  a bit nervous at first.  The view out of the front window was beautiful.  But flying over the Atlantic Ocean was a bit scary.  Once we arrived at the adorable house, I visisted with Emily and Auntie Patty, and then they let me take a great nap.  It was so quiet, and just heavenly.  Later that day, everyone else arrived.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJpRkgJe3I/AAAAAAAAAjI/q8RDIiIlm5k/s1600-h/S4300230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJpRkgJe3I/AAAAAAAAAjI/q8RDIiIlm5k/s320/S4300230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251875866044627826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJpRl-gxCI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/p0TRNdBxRQk/s1600-h/S4300226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJpRl-gxCI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/p0TRNdBxRQk/s320/S4300226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251875866440418338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJpSJtKDyI/AAAAAAAAAjY/AnYnIelrG9U/s1600-h/S4300242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJpSJtKDyI/AAAAAAAAAjY/AnYnIelrG9U/s320/S4300242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251875876031303458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJpS7huroI/AAAAAAAAAjg/EHjKbxk3v3c/s1600-h/S4300245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJpS7huroI/AAAAAAAAAjg/EHjKbxk3v3c/s320/S4300245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251875889405144706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Auntie Patty's house is amazing.  It isn't huge, but what it lacks for in size, it makes up in charm.  And the house turned out to be just the perfect size.  Here are a few pics of the house.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJqt4tBIhI/AAAAAAAAAjo/yXIfmspBkfY/s1600-h/S4300231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJqt4tBIhI/AAAAAAAAAjo/yXIfmspBkfY/s320/S4300231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251877452015280658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJquQBc6JI/AAAAAAAAAjw/xn-57tKxxZQ/s1600-h/S4300232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJquQBc6JI/AAAAAAAAAjw/xn-57tKxxZQ/s320/S4300232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251877458275002514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJqu5CBkNI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ip38lm82zAA/s1600-h/S4300235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJqu5CBkNI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ip38lm82zAA/s320/S4300235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251877469283258578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJqvLOhNoI/AAAAAAAAAkA/V9ddWMdRiGQ/s1600-h/S4300236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJqvLOhNoI/AAAAAAAAAkA/V9ddWMdRiGQ/s320/S4300236.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251877474167502466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJqvamRAQI/AAAAAAAAAkI/bWqRXoCs598/s1600-h/S4300233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJqvamRAQI/AAAAAAAAAkI/bWqRXoCs598/s320/S4300233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251877478293635330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJq9B3KJ6I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/PunIebOCl0k/s1600-h/S4300238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJq9B3KJ6I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/PunIebOCl0k/s320/S4300238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251877712171771810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The second day was AWESOME!  We went out on a sailboat.  Sailing, on the Atlantic, OMG!  It was fun, a bit scary, and oh so memorable.  Thanks Aunt Patty!  My sister has the better pics of us out on the sailboat, so I will post what I have.  I can't wait to get the ones from her.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJroZWi10I/AAAAAAAAAkY/n0Omr6EIxDM/s1600-h/S4300283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJroZWi10I/AAAAAAAAAkY/n0Omr6EIxDM/s320/S4300283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251878457211803458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJrqdvfL3I/AAAAAAAAAkg/tA4diZa8lr8/s1600-h/S4300293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJrqdvfL3I/AAAAAAAAAkg/tA4diZa8lr8/s320/S4300293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251878492749901682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJrqlxcsVI/AAAAAAAAAko/7-sKofqzCmo/s1600-h/S4300275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJrqlxcsVI/AAAAAAAAAko/7-sKofqzCmo/s320/S4300275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251878494905610578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJrrCI_aWI/AAAAAAAAAkw/B9qeLre2EGk/s1600-h/S4300285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJrrCI_aWI/AAAAAAAAAkw/B9qeLre2EGk/s320/S4300285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251878502520547682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we went sailing, we had all got dressed in white and denim, to take so pictures.  My sister has those pictures on her camera.  We were lucky, because she borrowed a remote control for her camera.  This allowed us to take group shots. This is one of our favorites! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJslMl9BZI/AAAAAAAAAk4/srsSRYwY28w/s1600-h/group+pic+ggw.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJslMl9BZI/AAAAAAAAAk4/srsSRYwY28w/s320/group+pic+ggw.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251879501758793106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later that night we had a fabulous dinner.  I don't usually eat fish.  My Aunt was serving swordfish, and everyone assurred me, I would like it.  I decided to try it, and thought it was good.  I was such a "big girl"!  The cheesecake came later, and thats really why I'm  a "big girl!"  LOL!  The next morning, we played a fun game.  Allison broke us up into 2 teams.  We then ran around outside for about 20 minutes chasing clues.  Kind of like the Amazing Race show or something.  When we came back Allison was all dressed up, and had taken Nanny hostage.  It was then our job, to "free Nanny", by answering some trivia questions.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJuTjqEItI/AAAAAAAAAlI/y9dR19BTaM0/s1600-h/S4300269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJuTjqEItI/AAAAAAAAAlI/y9dR19BTaM0/s320/S4300269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251881397735662290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJt8n2HUXI/AAAAAAAAAlA/ZKsFBfrhPo0/s1600-h/S4300266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJt8n2HUXI/AAAAAAAAAlA/ZKsFBfrhPo0/s320/S4300266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251881003722953074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom and Aunt Patty, and Aunt Candy really should have won.  They new more of the answers to the questions.  However, they failed to play by the rules.  They kept just blurting out answers, rather than raising there Nanny paddle.  Therefore we would get to answer the question, and they had just blurted out the answer we didn't know.  It was fun!  We then decided it was probably going to be the best time to go to the beach.  We all put on our Nantucket sweatshirts, packed some snacks, and off we went.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJvlqcDruI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/-I5fOHAVEcA/s1600-h/S4300318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJvlqcDruI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/-I5fOHAVEcA/s320/S4300318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251882808305233634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJvliFb6kI/AAAAAAAAAlY/n9rTwzTHeQA/s1600-h/S4300319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJvliFb6kI/AAAAAAAAAlY/n9rTwzTHeQA/s320/S4300319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251882806062869058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJvmD91v1I/AAAAAAAAAlg/bjPTDumI7Ls/s1600-h/S4300328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJvmD91v1I/AAAAAAAAAlg/bjPTDumI7Ls/s320/S4300328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251882815157813074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJvmWX6x7I/AAAAAAAAAlo/8gCL0ZHKHQs/s1600-h/S4300331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJvmWX6x7I/AAAAAAAAAlo/8gCL0ZHKHQs/s320/S4300331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251882820099033010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJvmukCRNI/AAAAAAAAAlw/TXU8ULYSls0/s1600-h/S4300335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJvmukCRNI/AAAAAAAAAlw/TXU8ULYSls0/s320/S4300335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251882826592306386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just realized that I could have the events a bit twisted in my head as to exactly what things we did on which day????  But it doesn't really matter!  The next day involved shopping downtown.  It was pouring down rain, but that didn't stop us.  We put on our raincoats and off we went.  Our main mission is to find a gift for our "gift exchange" that we do every year.  Nantucket is more expensive than other cities, so we had to raise the dollar amount to $20.00.  I purchased a Nantucket hat and tee shirt.  It was pretty cute!  My Cousin Jo got my gift.  I got the cutest little night shirt ever.  It actually said Girls Getaway Nantucket on it.  Auntie Candy picked it out, and it is perfect. We shopped and had a great lunch out.  I had vegetarina chili, and grilled cornbread.  Yum-o!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJyYoE5moI/AAAAAAAAAl4/H5W7qgmZy0Q/s1600-h/S4300304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJyYoE5moI/AAAAAAAAAl4/H5W7qgmZy0Q/s320/S4300304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251885882867817090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite dinner was the night we ate out.  Its this little restaraunt that serves only one thing on the menu.  The menu changes nightly.  The night that we went we had; lobster fritters, with apples, and caviar (they served me Roasted Red Pepper Soup instead.  We called ahead)  then a wonderful salad, followed by the most amazing meal ever.....Beef Wellington, with green beans, potatoes, then dessert.  I don't know exactly what the flavors were that made everything so yummy.  But they were the best green beans EVER!!!  The most tender filet inside of the puff pastry.  We could cut our filet with our fork.  The potatoes were yummy!  The dessert out of this world.  So after all that food, I started to feel a bit sick.  I have been on the Weight Watchers Plan for about 7 weeks.  To make a long story short, and not too gross.  The minute we got home, I threw up my 90$ meal.  I would eat it again, even if I had to throw up again.  We all finished our plates cuz they were so yummy.  Im thinking because I had only been eating low fat, and fat free that all that just hit my stomach a bit too harsh.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJ0RGF8BgI/AAAAAAAAAmA/u6Qau23i5F8/s1600-h/S4300305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJ0RGF8BgI/AAAAAAAAAmA/u6Qau23i5F8/s320/S4300305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251887952509535746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJ0RPWZcAI/AAAAAAAAAmI/DxXf6HDK9Vs/s1600-h/S4300307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJ0RPWZcAI/AAAAAAAAAmI/DxXf6HDK9Vs/s320/S4300307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251887954994491394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJ0RbYxOtI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Mcz7M_xX5AM/s1600-h/S4300306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJ0RbYxOtI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Mcz7M_xX5AM/s320/S4300306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251887958225664722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJ0RnslVFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/rXbSK0XwGCA/s1600-h/S4300308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJ0RnslVFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/rXbSK0XwGCA/s320/S4300308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251887961529996370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will post more later, this is taking forever!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-1595366992182312847?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/1595366992182312847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=1595366992182312847' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1595366992182312847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1595366992182312847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/09/ggw-2008-was-beachy-keen.html' title='GGW 2008- WAS &quot;BEACHY KEEN!&quot;'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SOJpRkgJe3I/AAAAAAAAAjI/q8RDIiIlm5k/s72-c/S4300230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-2881858110243163464</id><published>2008-09-23T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:10:28.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ISSUE OF THE DAY!  PRO LIFE VS. PRO CHOICE</title><content type='html'>I realize that this can be a very sensitive subject.  So let's discuss it that way.  I know that there seems to be so many "grey areas" when talking about this particular issue.  However, in my mind, it's real easy to make simple.  God gives the gift of life, and life begins at conception.  So it doesn't really matter how the baby was conceived, it has been conceived, and therefore is life.  I am sure that if I was raped and became pregnant that would be a very trying, emotional, and most difficult thing to go thru.  My only question is, would having an abortion make it better?  I just don't believe so.  I have heard some neat stories of fabulous people, who are doing great things with their life, who are a product of rape.  God has a plan for everyones life.  The fact that so many people are using abortion as a form of birth control is just sad.  It's just too easy.  It makes me sad.  I don't think that Obama is all gung ho to kill babies, but he does support Pro Choice.  That to be goes against the word of God.  What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-2881858110243163464?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/2881858110243163464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=2881858110243163464' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2881858110243163464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2881858110243163464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/09/issue-of-day-pro-life-vs-pro-choice.html' title='ISSUE OF THE DAY!  PRO LIFE VS. PRO CHOICE'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-6525793035215499890</id><published>2008-09-22T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:12:31.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ISSUE OF THE DAY! - THE ECONOMY</title><content type='html'>Let's be real people!  We have all lived above our means.  It's hard not to wanna keep up with the Jones'.  And sometimes, it's not even trying to keep up with the Jones' as much as it is keep our head above the water.  But my point is simply this.  How in the world is the poor state of our economy, President Bush's fault?  Which leads me to the next question....who will help turn us around, McCain or Obama?  Tell me what you are thinking.  I still need to do some research myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-6525793035215499890?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/6525793035215499890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=6525793035215499890' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6525793035215499890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6525793035215499890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/09/issue-of-day-economy.html' title='ISSUE OF THE DAY! - THE ECONOMY'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-7595590638321251942</id><published>2008-09-18T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T13:28:59.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics, Religion....Let's talk!</title><content type='html'>One of my very best friends asked me, "why does it seem that so many christians vote Republican?"  I told her that my best guess was that it was because of what we consider the "moral issues", such as abortion, gay marriage....etc.  She then asked, "do you think they would tend to just vote their party, or do they really look into the candidates?"  So I am asking all of you.  Who are you voting for and why?  It's just about time to vote, and it's time to get real.  I am 80% sure that I am voting for McCain.  So prove your side, and let's have a grown-up discussion about all of the things you are not suppose to talk about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-7595590638321251942?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/7595590638321251942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=7595590638321251942' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7595590638321251942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7595590638321251942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/09/politics-religionlets-talk.html' title='Politics, Religion....Let&apos;s talk!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-4125079955839231455</id><published>2008-09-15T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:59:15.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tina Fey is Funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SM6wvDims_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/tBltHL9w7Pw/s1600-h/sara.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246324938383995890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SM6wvDims_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/tBltHL9w7Pw/s320/sara.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SM6wvJ_yJtI/AAAAAAAAAjA/LwhVDRK_62o/s1600-h/pelin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246324940116993746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SM6wvJ_yJtI/AAAAAAAAAjA/LwhVDRK_62o/s320/pelin.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone see Saturday Night Live? I don't watch it very much anymore, but I knew that Michael Phelps was hosting and I was curious. Anyways, Tina Fey came back to SNL to play Sara Palin, and oh my gosh, did she nail it. It was hilarious. I wish I could figur&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UefSydvoItM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UefSydvoItM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;e out how to download a video from You Tube. Maybe I will ask someone. Hang on Did I actually do it? Ok, let me see. Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-4125079955839231455?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/4125079955839231455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=4125079955839231455' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4125079955839231455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4125079955839231455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/09/tina-fey-is-funny.html' title='Tina Fey is Funny!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SM6wvDims_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/tBltHL9w7Pw/s72-c/sara.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-9138209024100147334</id><published>2008-09-09T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T10:05:19.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Get-A-Way 2008 - Nantucket!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SMaq84A3drI/AAAAAAAAAiw/y2Tz-aClYKU/s1600-h/nantucket.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SMaq84A3drI/AAAAAAAAAiw/y2Tz-aClYKU/s400/nantucket.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244066778924414642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last 5 years, the "Bakken girls" have been getting together in Septmember, for our annual girls getaways!  My sister, Shannon, came up with the concept.  The first year was at her house in Vancouver, WA.  My mom, and Shannon hosted a fantastic first getaway!  The 2nd year we went to my Aunt Patty's house in Alpharetta, Georgia.  Talk about fun, and more fun.  Year 3 brought everyone to my house in fabulous Las Vegas.  I would have to say, that I was also a great hostess with the mostess.  Next, we went to sunny Los Gatos, California, where my Aunt Candy pampered us both on and off the beach.  Year 5 took us back to the beautiful northwest.  Instead of going back to Vancouver, my mom and sister decided we should move it to Seattle.  We rented a beautiful home, and enjoyed all that Seattle has to offer.  Now we are here.......it's my Aunt Patty's turn again.  Instead of going back to Georgia, we are going to go to their summer home, in Nantucket!!!  Yes, I know how lucky I am.  I am sorry that you can't have tea with me and Kathy Lee.  Lol!  My cousins, Emily and Allison (Patty's oldest 2 daughters) are hosting, and Patty just has the priviledge of paying!  I leave in 2 weeks.  I cannot believe how fast the year goes by.  Seattle, couldn't possibly have been 1 year ago already.  Of course when we get back, I will tell you all about it, with stories and pictures.  For now, I just wanted to make you salivate.  Just kidding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-9138209024100147334?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/9138209024100147334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=9138209024100147334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/9138209024100147334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/9138209024100147334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/09/girls-get-way-2008-nanutucket.html' title='Girls Get-A-Way 2008 - Nantucket!!!!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SMaq84A3drI/AAAAAAAAAiw/y2Tz-aClYKU/s72-c/nantucket.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-6523408744207343379</id><published>2008-09-05T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:49:00.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL TIME AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SMIK34GgBoI/AAAAAAAAAio/xMHFESm_y2s/s1600-h/football.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242764871281411714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SMIK34GgBoI/AAAAAAAAAio/xMHFESm_y2s/s400/football.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;MOST OF YOU KNOW THAT MY &lt;strong&gt;GOOD LOOKIN' &lt;/strong&gt;HUSBAND IS THE HEAD FOOTBALL COACH AT CHEYENNE HIGH SCHOOL.  THEY HAVE BEEN PLAYING NOW FOR 2 WEEKS.  LAST WEEKEND THEY WON 50-6 AND TONIGHT THEY BEAT WESTERN HIGH SCHOOL 56-0.  NOT TOO BAD, HUH.  THEY ARE EXPECTED TO DO GOOD THIS SEASON.  HE HAS ABOUT 20 OR SO SENIORS ON HIS TEAM.  ABOUT 6 KIDS HAVE ALREADY BEEN OFFERED SCHOLARSHIPS.  IT'S FUN TO GO AROUND THE TEAM AND SEE HOW MUCH THEY LOVE AND RESPECT HIM.  THEY ANSWER HIM, "YES SIR", OR "NO SIR".  I AM PROUD OF THE WAY HE INVESTS INTO TODAYS KIDS.  BOY DO THEY NEED IT.  AMEN AND AMEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-6523408744207343379?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/6523408744207343379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=6523408744207343379' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6523408744207343379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6523408744207343379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-high-school-football-time-again.html' title='IT&apos;S HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL TIME AGAIN!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SMIK34GgBoI/AAAAAAAAAio/xMHFESm_y2s/s72-c/football.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-7952512443172630454</id><published>2008-09-03T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:26:22.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SL7Iq0KsyzI/AAAAAAAAAig/oenGhmikuOQ/s1600-h/SCAN0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241847654189419314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SL7Iq0KsyzI/AAAAAAAAAig/oenGhmikuOQ/s400/SCAN0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was recently looking through some old photo boxes and I came across these. Dont you just love our hair. My friend, Colette, always had a better feather than me. I was always so jealous! I think in the picture where I am older, I am about 13? Madi just turned 13 yesterday, so it was fun to compare the pics! I like the "bob" hair style in the other picture better. We were much younger there, more like 8. I really did love my childhood. I had such good friends. We all knew each other for so long. Not as many people seemed to move back then. So many of us were friends from K-12. Well, just thought I would share the funny pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-7952512443172630454?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/7952512443172630454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=7952512443172630454' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7952512443172630454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7952512443172630454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/09/funny-pictures.html' title='Funny pictures!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SL7Iq0KsyzI/AAAAAAAAAig/oenGhmikuOQ/s72-c/SCAN0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-9059167626867592092</id><published>2008-09-01T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:59:09.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby is Turning 13!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLzDiGzinFI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ap3M9ePG-FE/s1600-h/SCAN0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241279057062173778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLzDiGzinFI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ap3M9ePG-FE/s400/SCAN0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLzDibO0w8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/XqtJ90-ls4s/s1600-h/Picture+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241279062545318850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLzDibO0w8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/XqtJ90-ls4s/s400/Picture+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLzDisiktyI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/OFu5DQ8qJcI/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241279067191555874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLzDisiktyI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/OFu5DQ8qJcI/s400/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLzDihN66JI/AAAAAAAAAiY/CAIswdeeBMA/s1600-h/Picture+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241279064152139922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLzDihN66JI/AAAAAAAAAiY/CAIswdeeBMA/s400/Picture+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Madison Rae Anthony is turning the big 13!  On September 2nd, 1995 the world was introduced to Madi Rae.  What a day that was.  We were living in Baltimore, Maryland at the time.  Charles was playing football, and he was actually out of town for an away game.  I had been having contractions for a day or so, but the doctor informed us that nothing was going to happen.  I was just having Braxton Hicks contractions.  So we agreed he should just go to his game.  One of our good buddies from the team, Kenneth, didn't make the trip due to an injury.  I was in our apartment going thru some mild contractions, when he knocked on the door asking to borrow some mayonaise.  His wife was out of town visiting family.  I told him about my contractions and he offered to hang with me.  This was all on the 1st of September.  Late at night, my pain got real bad, and he took me to the hospital.  They sent me home, but they did give me a bit of a muscle relaxer or something to that affect.  It made me real relaxed.  I took a bath when we got back to my apartment and then laid on the couch.  I fell asleep for a bit, and then I woke up from a contraction and I stood up cuz I couldn't handle the pain, and then bam....my water broke.  We called my honey, my mom, and my Aunt Patty, and headed out the door.  Charles was in Hamilton, Ontario.  He had to take a taxi to the airport, then fly to Baltimore, then take another taxi over to the hospital.  He made it just in time.  What a crazy day it was for him.  Now that I think about it, it was kind of a pre cursor to what life with Madi would be like.  Fast paced, full of suprises and never a dull moment! &lt;br /&gt;I am very proud of the young woman that Madi has become.  It's not always easy parenting her.  I've tried to learn to be more patient, which doesn't come that easy for me.  But she loves God, and she is a good friend.  She just started the 8th grade.  Hopefully she will continue to do well in school.  Some semesters are more of a struggle than others.  She loves her softball team, "Lil Rebels".  They have had a long break, but they start back up this week.&lt;br /&gt;She is going to have a few friends go with her to the Mandalay Bay this weekend and do some swimming for her first party.  Then next weekend she is going to have a sleepover with her softball team, for party number two.  Hey ya only turn 13 once.&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice how funny I looked in the above pictures.  I forgot how fat I was right after I had her.  She was worth every stretch mark, and now she is even worth every grey hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-9059167626867592092?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/9059167626867592092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=9059167626867592092' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/9059167626867592092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/9059167626867592092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-baby-is-turning-13.html' title='My Baby is Turning 13!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLzDiGzinFI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ap3M9ePG-FE/s72-c/SCAN0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-8704294603952598615</id><published>2008-08-25T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:11:56.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY GIRLS ARE GROWING UP!</title><content type='html'>The girls were so excited about going back to school. They actually had a hard time falling asleep last night. It was kind of like Christmas Eve around here. They finally settled in and we all got a good nights sleep. All 3 of them were up early this morning. No need for an alarm, except for me! Madi leaves first every morning, so we get her ready first. No drama this morning, which was great. Madi looked cute...in her skinny jeans, and graphic tee. She is wearing a cute necklace that her Noni gave her! Off she goes to the 8th grade! Next year, high school. Oh my goodness, can't imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLLmAsjpEwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pZK5X7eZbyY/s1600-h/S4300216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238502216220349186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLLmAsjpEwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pZK5X7eZbyY/s400/S4300216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got home from taking Madi to the bus stop, it was time to get the other 2 beauties ready! They were so cute, sitting on the couch right next to eachother. All of a sudden they are best friends. I could have had a little more of that attitude during the summer! Anyhow, we got the hair all done and luches made....they got dressed....and we were out the door! Don't worry mom, they did eat breakfast and brush their teeth!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLLmyRhsr5I/AAAAAAAAAho/i2rRkn3cjyQ/s1600-h/S4300217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238503067957899154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLLmyRhsr5I/AAAAAAAAAho/i2rRkn3cjyQ/s400/S4300217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLLnD_i-9gI/AAAAAAAAAhw/SwjzPiBF_Jc/s1600-h/S4300220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238503372369098242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLLnD_i-9gI/AAAAAAAAAhw/SwjzPiBF_Jc/s400/S4300220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLLnEGsDtwI/AAAAAAAAAh4/duJzoFnkbeM/s1600-h/S4300221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238503374286206722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLLnEGsDtwI/AAAAAAAAAh4/duJzoFnkbeM/s400/S4300221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can't see Miah's hair from this angle, but it just looked beautiful!  Let me see if I took anymore!  Nope, that's it!  Well in my last blog I mentioned that I was so excited to get these darn kids to school, and I still am because they have been bored.  However, I am not as tough as I sound.  I started crying when I got in the car all alone.  I have always had Mikelle to hang with me.  I know for a fact that she is so excited about 1st grade, and so I know that she will be ok!  I am on to a new chapter in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-8704294603952598615?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/8704294603952598615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=8704294603952598615' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/8704294603952598615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/8704294603952598615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-girls-are-growing-up.html' title='MY GIRLS ARE GROWING UP!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SLLmAsjpEwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pZK5X7eZbyY/s72-c/S4300216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-352587531451787461</id><published>2008-08-24T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:47:30.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LET THE SCHOOL YEAR BEGIN!</title><content type='html'>I am so ready for school to start tomorrow.  I am not ashamed, and Idon't feel like a bad mom for saying it either!  Summer has worn me out.  My 3 lovely girls...home all day....110 degrees outside, so they are stuck inside....bickering....arguing...eating everything in sight...what's not to miss?  I just spent hours upon hours straightening everyones hair for the first day of school.  They are all so excited to see their friends.  Then there is my husband, a teacher, just dreading it.  As the teacher, he isn't so excited!  I can imagine how he feels.  I, however, as already mentioned are just as excited as they are.  Going back to school, yeah!  Going back to school, whoo hoo!  Going back to school, yipee!  In the morning, I will take pics of all 3 of them.  It's a big day for Mikelle, because she is going to the 1st grade!  That means all of my kids are going to be at school, ALL DAY!!!  I might be a bit lonely, but I think I can think of something to do to fill the time.  I will keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-352587531451787461?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/352587531451787461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=352587531451787461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/352587531451787461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/352587531451787461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-school-year-begin.html' title='LET THE SCHOOL YEAR BEGIN!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-679477859299531992</id><published>2008-08-07T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:40:02.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Catching Up!</title><content type='html'>Went to the dentist today to get 2 fillings.  I have not had one of these since I was like 14 or something.  I was a nervous wreck.  I was sweaty, tense, even shaking a bit.  I was trying to talk to myself...I was saying to myself, "It's been a long time, and dentistry has probably came a long way.  Just relax.  Your kids have had fillings, and they certainly lived thru it.  Man you are a stinking baby!"  So I managed to get thru the appointment with mild discomfort.  They all told me I did very well, because they knew how nervous I was.  However, I was not expecting all of the pain that I am having.  I can't even hardly open my mouth, and it really hurts.  I took a hydrocodone that I had from something else, which then made me fell all queezy cuz I hadn't eaten.  I tried to sleep a bit.  I am wondering if it hurts worse than normal, because they actually replaced two old fillings.  So they actually dug, and filed to get rid of those first.  Who know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little shout out to Iliza Schlezinger for being the first female to win Last Comic Standing.  I thought she was pretty funny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison is about to turn 13.  On September 2nd we will officially have our first teenager in the house.  All you prayer warriors out there, please remember me.  It's so funny because that girl really loves her mommy.  She hugs me and kisses my cheek, and says " I love you mommy."  But then she's torn.  She is trying so hard to think of something that she can do for her birthday that involves no "family".  She is tired of having us all around at her parties.  So who knows what we will come up with.  Any suggestions?  I am thinking a movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikelle is going to start the 1st grade in a few weeks.  I find myself a bit torn.  I am a bit excited that she is going because I can just have an easier schedule.  Kindergarten and the whole half day thing is such a pain in the bootie!  I know she is ready to learn more, so therefore I am happy about that.  Most days I enjoyed our little time together in the mornings.  Now there were those days, when she drove me up the wall, around the block, out of my mind!  But she is our baby.  And she is growing up fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, Miah and I are joining Weight Watchers.  It's not easy when your child struggles with her weight at such a young age.  Kids are cruel, and I just want her to be healthy.  She is very excited about the fact that we are doing it together.  I know she will enjoy their plan because she is a planner.  She likes to keep journals and plan meals.  Please pray that this will be the beginning of a new healthier life for her, rather than the beginning of a life lived on diet after diet.  I really need God's help with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Olympics start tomorrow!  Yipee-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need about $1,000 to remodel my house.  I painted all the new colors, but now I am stuck waiting on cash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been rather slow, which is very strange for our house.  Yet in 2 weeks it's all going to jump start again.  I will miss hanging out with my hubby watching the food network during the day.  The more we are together, the more fun we have.  I remeber why I fell in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats all my rambling for now.  Love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-679477859299531992?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/679477859299531992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=679477859299531992' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/679477859299531992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/679477859299531992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-catching-up.html' title='Just Catching Up!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-484811024973628338</id><published>2008-08-04T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:25:07.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>08-08-2008</title><content type='html'>The 2008 Olympics are starting in a few days.  I am so excited about the upcoming events.  During this time of economic struggles, and a political year, and so many negative things going on around the world, who can blame me for needing some uplifting, emotional, good cries!  I have been hyping my kids up about the Olympics and trying to explain to them what it means to be the best in the whole world!  Can you imagine, how hard these athletes have trained.  How diligent they have been.  Man, I miss the days of being an "athlete".  Playing softball in college was nothing like preparing for the Olympics, but I loved the discipline, and drive that I had.  I need to get that back in many areas of my life.  I desire more discipline in my spiritual walk with God, in my physical health, as well as.................. Ok, I will just stop there.  Those are two pretty big areas.  I don't want to overwhelm myself.  So this blog is a bit all over the place.  But you better believe that the Anthony Family will be into watching the Olympic events.  I can't wait to hear the first National Anthem played!  Gives me goose bumps just thinking about it.  How about you?  Will you be watching?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-484811024973628338?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/484811024973628338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=484811024973628338' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/484811024973628338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/484811024973628338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/08/08-08-2008.html' title='08-08-2008'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-7759391053755800886</id><published>2008-07-31T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T11:08:59.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give-a-way!</title><content type='html'>My fellow sitstas are having a give-a-way for an ipod. Please go check out their page. You can link to it from my page by clicking on the cute pink and brown button at the bottom of my page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-7759391053755800886?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/7759391053755800886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=7759391053755800886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7759391053755800886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7759391053755800886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/07/give-way.html' title='Give-a-way!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-2467597329757662986</id><published>2008-07-29T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:18.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No, It's NOT Jesus in Sandals!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SI-Or5YnofI/AAAAAAAAAgA/jmhvMN0Zrx4/s1600-h/Picture+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228554577190035954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SI-Or5YnofI/AAAAAAAAAgA/jmhvMN0Zrx4/s400/Picture+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Remember the story from Park City....we all went tubing down the river, and Charles and the girls had a very eventful end to their journey.  Well, during all the turmoil of trying to rescue Miah from the rapids, Charles lost one of his sandals.  He really didn't feel much like looking in the cold Utah river for it.  Instead he put on the first sandal that he found.  I'm assuming that some girl (because of the small bow) lost her sandal earlier, and Charles found it.  He had no shame in his game as he strutted about.  Lisa, Toni and the other moms got the biggest kick out of it.  That girls must have a big foot, because it almost fit. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't blog last week because it was just a busy week with VBS.  I am back and will try and get back into the swing of things.&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/7542949758809232411-2467597329757662986?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/2467597329757662986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=2467597329757662986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2467597329757662986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2467597329757662986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-its-not-jesus-in-sandals.html' title='No, It&apos;s NOT Jesus in Sandals!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SI-Or5YnofI/AAAAAAAAAgA/jmhvMN0Zrx4/s72-c/Picture+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-8966419546264702367</id><published>2008-07-21T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T07:27:19.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VBS</title><content type='html'>Up early this morning, getting ready for Vacation Bible School.  I am a 5th grade tour guide, Madi is a jr. helper, and Miah and Mikelle will be singing, crafting, gaming their little hearts out!  I will post as soon as I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-8966419546264702367?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/8966419546264702367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=8966419546264702367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/8966419546264702367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/8966419546264702367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/07/vbs.html' title='VBS'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-7977160639640692780</id><published>2008-07-15T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:23.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Park City Excitement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We just got back from an exciting week in Park City, Utah. We went there for my daughter, Madison's, National Softball Tournament. The family drove up last Sunday. All in all the drive wasn't so bad. We left about 5 am so that the girls would be sleepy, and hopefully snooze for most of the trip. Our plan worked, and my hubby was such a trooper for driving all 7 hours. When we got into town, our condo wasn't quite ready, so we decided to go see a movie. We saw the movie, "Hancock" with Will Smith. Good flick, but a few too many words! After the movie, we got settled into our room and called it a night. The next morning we got started with the softball festivities. The girls were in a skills competition. Madi competed for the fastest running time from home to home. It took her like 12.4 seconds. The fastest time of all the players was like 11.8 or so. She did good, but of course was frustrated with not winning. Later that night, they kicked off the tournament with a parade down Main Street. The whole team went over to the beautiful house where the Stover and Huntley Families were staying. The girls and coaches got all decked out in their costumes for the parade. Being that we are from Las Vegas, our costumes represented our wonderful city. Madison was a dice along with her good friend Megan. Other girls were things like dealers, queen of hearts, rebel girls, and a list of others. The coaches were, Elvis, a bride, a Priest, a tourist, a bellman. A lot of work went into the costumes and it was lots of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0hMeg1oJI/AAAAAAAAAds/FAK1Euu3JD4/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223367641052586130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0hMeg1oJI/AAAAAAAAAds/FAK1Euu3JD4/s400/Picture+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0hMx2G9YI/AAAAAAAAAd0/A6M_yYiAYQ8/s1600-h/Picture+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223367646242076034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0hMx2G9YI/AAAAAAAAAd0/A6M_yYiAYQ8/s400/Picture+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0hNfILbJI/AAAAAAAAAd8/T19HU1ktgp4/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223367658397461650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0hNfILbJI/AAAAAAAAAd8/T19HU1ktgp4/s400/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0hNtXnrZI/AAAAAAAAAeE/R2un6jC3wJ4/s1600-h/Picture+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223367662220324242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0hNtXnrZI/AAAAAAAAAeE/R2un6jC3wJ4/s400/Picture+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0hOKEELOI/AAAAAAAAAeM/wBv_tHed9zk/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223367669922933986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0hOKEELOI/AAAAAAAAAeM/wBv_tHed9zk/s400/Picture+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0gkKG0FLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ZYdtXtIDP8U/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223366948379956402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0gkKG0FLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ZYdtXtIDP8U/s400/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0gkTbXIXI/AAAAAAAAAdM/-Y-vSfxIY_M/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223366950882058610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0gkTbXIXI/AAAAAAAAAdM/-Y-vSfxIY_M/s400/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0gkwrf1bI/AAAAAAAAAdU/6_CAYyq1nq8/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223366958734366130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0gkwrf1bI/AAAAAAAAAdU/6_CAYyq1nq8/s400/Picture+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0glMKKe_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/1c9Py71RepU/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223366966110747634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0glMKKe_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/1c9Py71RepU/s400/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0glZtsL5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/4jENW4YESHQ/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223366969749417874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0glZtsL5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/4jENW4YESHQ/s400/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday and Wednesday, we began playing the pool play games. The team won all four of their games. We were the #1 seed going into the double elimination part of the tourney. Early Wed. morning we drove into Salt Lake City and picked up my mom. She had come to join us for the rest of the trip. It was great to have her along for all the action. On Wednesday, we all decided to go tubing down the river. It wasn't exactly white water rafting, but lets just say that the current was a bit fast. It was probably the greatest laughs that we all had. Me, and my mom, Toni, Lisa, Tammy, Jeanie, Mikelle and Tatum were all on the "raft of death" together. I seriously don't know how we survived, but we did, and I am here to write about it. We really did try and row and steer us away from all of the scary trees, rocks, and branches of death, but it was hard work. I can't tell you how many times I hit the deck hard. Great fun, with great friends. The kids and other parents, brothers and sisters all went on individual tubes. We were all told at the begining to stay to the right when it is time to exit the river. Somehow, someway, my whole family, ended up on the left. I wasn't there to see it, but when I arrived at the end, Charles, Madi and Miah were all on the wrong side of the river. I guess Miah got pretty freaked out and there was a bit of a rescue mission involved. This is a picture of the group of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0j9M4SGoI/AAAAAAAAAeU/auhOeqRDNzs/s1600-h/Picture+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223370677155928706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0j9M4SGoI/AAAAAAAAAeU/auhOeqRDNzs/s400/Picture+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day we decided to be even more adventurous! My mom and I went on the fastest, largest, highest, zip-line in the world. Don't ask me how we got the courage up to do this, because I am afraid of heights. But let me just say it was so FUN! Mikelle and Madi did the smaller zipline. Miah was still a bit gun shy because of the tubing incident. This is a picture of Mikelle and I when we got off the smaller zipline. I took a great picture of my mom flying down the zipline. The picture of the green ski jumps is to show you that the ziplines started way at the top where the jumps started. Pretty high, huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0lqIThbiI/AAAAAAAAAec/m4yK6UXmg1Q/s1600-h/Picture+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223372548533743138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0lqIThbiI/AAAAAAAAAec/m4yK6UXmg1Q/s400/Picture+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0lqjbZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAek/Ysq2mEn6fLo/s1600-h/Picture+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223372555814562050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0lqjbZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAek/Ysq2mEn6fLo/s400/Picture+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0lq9_ENOI/AAAAAAAAAes/H7ATBcfalEs/s1600-h/Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223372562943456482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0lq9_ENOI/AAAAAAAAAes/H7ATBcfalEs/s400/Picture+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up going 1-2 in the double elimination part of the tournament, which really did stink. We had a legit chance to win the tourney, and fell flat. After our last games we went over to another house where about 4 families were staying and had our end of the year team party. The coaches gave out awards to the players. Madison received the "Athlete of the Year" award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0nUyqSrzI/AAAAAAAAAe0/x5mu2ZFh0N4/s1600-h/Picture+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223374380969668402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0nUyqSrzI/AAAAAAAAAe0/x5mu2ZFh0N4/s400/Picture+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0nVQn47XI/AAAAAAAAAe8/_yph_eL6ln0/s1600-h/Picture+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223374389012655474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0nVQn47XI/AAAAAAAAAe8/_yph_eL6ln0/s400/Picture+147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we had a free day. We started by going back to Olympic Park because the girls wanted to zipline again. The lines were way too long and we had to come up with plan B. We decided to go down to Main Street and ride the ski lift up to the top of the mountain. It was a great scenic ride. Here are some of the pics.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0oQdHjw7I/AAAAAAAAAfE/Rv-mlBEmvJQ/s1600-h/Picture+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223375405978993586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0oQdHjw7I/AAAAAAAAAfE/Rv-mlBEmvJQ/s400/Picture+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0oQova0cI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ZXGSFL8Br9g/s1600-h/Picture+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223375409098969538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0oQova0cI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ZXGSFL8Br9g/s400/Picture+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0oRJ7__gI/AAAAAAAAAfU/6QoL7KY90cg/s1600-h/Picture+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223375418010107394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0oRJ7__gI/AAAAAAAAAfU/6QoL7KY90cg/s400/Picture+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0oRr2Sv1I/AAAAAAAAAfc/L5UvU9jTplI/s1600-h/Picture+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223375427112976210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0oRr2Sv1I/AAAAAAAAAfc/L5UvU9jTplI/s400/Picture+158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great, great week! The worst part of the trip was coming home to ANTS! Gross! The Pest Control guy, Daniel, just left. Hopefully, it will work. I will keep y'all posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-7977160639640692780?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/7977160639640692780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=7977160639640692780' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7977160639640692780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7977160639640692780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/07/park-city-excitement.html' title='Park City Excitement!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SH0hMeg1oJI/AAAAAAAAAds/FAK1Euu3JD4/s72-c/Picture+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-7189447360689913621</id><published>2008-07-02T16:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:23.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of Friends, Crazy Story!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGwRm-9DfcI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Wdud8LioRiQ/s1600-h/June+07+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218565429647343042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGwRm-9DfcI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Wdud8LioRiQ/s400/June+07+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are our great friends Matt &amp;amp; Jen. They used to live in Las Vegas, and that is how we met. Years ago, they moved away and we have missed them and their beautiful children ever since. Well...months ago Matt was out riding his dirt bike, jumping and having fun, and he broke both his ankles. He had to have multiples surgeries, live in a wheel chair for a couple months, and go through lots of rehab. He just recently was beginning to run again, and all was good. Until, Fathers Day when he decided to go riding again. You will not believe that he once again broke both his ankles. Only this time, he broke his fibia, and tibia in both legs. Totally different bones this time. He has already had a couple more surgeries! Needless to say, he WON"T be jumping anymore dirtbikes. The doctors said that at 36 years old the impact and force of the landings is just too much. He hasn't crashed, it's just the force of landing . They are in the airforce and are due to move from Nebraska to South Carolina in August. I feel bad that he has to be in the car for 18 hours with 2 casts on. Please pray for his continue recovery, and they he is smart enough to not try for a three-peat! Love ya, buddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-7189447360689913621?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/7189447360689913621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=7189447360689913621' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7189447360689913621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7189447360689913621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/07/best-of-friends-crazy-story.html' title='Best of Friends, Crazy Story!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGwRm-9DfcI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Wdud8LioRiQ/s72-c/June+07+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-7671768745520200648</id><published>2008-07-01T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:24.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Times!</title><content type='html'>So like I have said many times, we are really staying home a lot. Trying to save money for our exciting trip next week. So what do you do to pass the time you ask? Well, how about have two of your daughters try on your wedding dress?! We had fun, take a peek at what we did-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGqD4MHKeLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/p0QmypYKbmE/s1600-h/SANY0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218128119609325746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGqD4MHKeLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/p0QmypYKbmE/s400/SANY0777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGqDmMwGx3I/AAAAAAAAAcI/DUIc7eOqwHk/s1600-h/SANY0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218127810543404914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGqDmMwGx3I/AAAAAAAAAcI/DUIc7eOqwHk/s400/SANY0776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGqDOsKhHBI/AAAAAAAAAcA/gQ7yowFmWec/s1600-h/SANY0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218127406658821138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGqDOsKhHBI/AAAAAAAAAcA/gQ7yowFmWec/s400/SANY0773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGqDAHf3ypI/AAAAAAAAAb4/veZseCx6TYI/s1600-h/SANY0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218127156298107538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGqDAHf3ypI/AAAAAAAAAb4/veZseCx6TYI/s400/SANY0772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we were 14 years ago.  Awe, weren't we stunning!  The picture is a bit cut off and tilted to the side, sorry.  Kind of like marriage sometimes- a bit tilted to the side!  Lol!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGqEZZygS5I/AAAAAAAAAcY/F8rHRZ91gfQ/s1600-h/SCAN0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218128690216455058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGqEZZygS5I/AAAAAAAAAcY/F8rHRZ91gfQ/s400/SCAN0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-7671768745520200648?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/7671768745520200648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=7671768745520200648' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7671768745520200648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7671768745520200648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-times.html' title='Fun Times!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGqD4MHKeLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/p0QmypYKbmE/s72-c/SANY0777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-3657197176595128380</id><published>2008-06-25T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:24.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always to be Remembered!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGJxKfJbCzI/AAAAAAAAAbw/0Gq5BWeTJMs/s1600-h/twins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215855743422106418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGJxKfJbCzI/AAAAAAAAAbw/0Gq5BWeTJMs/s400/twins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These beautiful girls are my husband and I nieces. Many years ago, they were both diagnosed with Lupus. Last April, Tamika lost her fight. What a sad time it was for everyone. She had suffered more than I can imagine, and her life was cut way too short. Of course it was such a sad time for her twin sister, Tempestt, who was going through the very same things. This last year for Tempestt has been a rough one. She kept getting fluid around her heart, and she desperately needed a kidney transplant. They were waiting for her heart to get strong enough so they could go ahead with the transplant. Last night we received one of those awful, middle of the night phone calls. Tempestt had a heart attack, and died. Please pray for my husband and his family. His sister, the girls mom, has lost her only two children. Much prayer is needed for her strength. Please take a moment today and pray for a supernatural peace to come over the family, to help get them thru this awful time. Thanks-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-3657197176595128380?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/3657197176595128380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=3657197176595128380' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3657197176595128380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3657197176595128380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/06/always-to-be-remembered.html' title='Always to be Remembered!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SGJxKfJbCzI/AAAAAAAAAbw/0Gq5BWeTJMs/s72-c/twins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-1880391732761920765</id><published>2008-06-23T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T12:56:13.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Jealousy!</title><content type='html'>About two weeks ago, I was listed on the famous blog page SITS as a "saucy blog"!  What a difference it made in my comments.  I was enjoying the glory, feeling excited, on top of the world.....but now...things are a bit back to normal.  Don't get me wrong, I appreciate my 5 comments per blog,  (if I am lucky) but it's almost forcing me to "sin".  I mean isn't being coveteous, a sin.  Yeah, it's true!  I want what Heather has, comments, comments, and more comments.  God forgive me, please!  I know that there is atleast one major difference between us.  I mean the fact that she is a fantastic writer, and has an amazing story to tell, might work in her favor!  Lol!  All kidding aside, I have really enjoyed checking out all of the new blogs, and having new blog friends checking mine out.  It's kind of fun.  So if you are feeling like doing a good deed for the day, please leave me just a little comment.  Even if it doesn't pertain to this boring blog.  Just throw your girl a bone-  Love to all my blogger friends-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-1880391732761920765?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/1880391732761920765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=1880391732761920765' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1880391732761920765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1880391732761920765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/06/blogger-jealousy.html' title='Blogger Jealousy!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-2201349789103465186</id><published>2008-06-21T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T17:49:34.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Cry if Noone Is Looking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d21d0604a459ab7b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd21d0604a459ab7b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331739327%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D420938E216601EF6B921BBF58214899FFE50DB17.1EF5370A722DC75A785CAE4201E7CB3E9C28E985%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd21d0604a459ab7b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQnhg4evq-e5ERHUYggbGx8dW9W8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd21d0604a459ab7b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331739327%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D420938E216601EF6B921BBF58214899FFE50DB17.1EF5370A722DC75A785CAE4201E7CB3E9C28E985%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd21d0604a459ab7b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQnhg4evq-e5ERHUYggbGx8dW9W8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm sure all of us moms can appreciate this video!  Hope it puts a little smile on your face&lt;/span&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/7542949758809232411-2201349789103465186?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d21d0604a459ab7b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/2201349789103465186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=2201349789103465186' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2201349789103465186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2201349789103465186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-cry-if-noone-is-looking.html' title='Why Cry if Noone Is Looking?'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-3212708494597953533</id><published>2008-06-20T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:24.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adorable!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SFyEND_u1EI/AAAAAAAAAbo/UNiB1AODXek/s1600-h/doggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214187828533974082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SFyEND_u1EI/AAAAAAAAAbo/UNiB1AODXek/s400/doggy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture was so adorable to me. This darn little doggy was just the latest way God got my attention, and reminded me of the importance of prayer. I recently had a situation where God moved so quickly and specific, and I am so thankful. Even in my lack of diligence in my one on one time with Him, He saw my heart and the need. He is an amazing God and Father!  Hope you appreciate the picture as much as I did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-3212708494597953533?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/3212708494597953533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=3212708494597953533' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3212708494597953533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3212708494597953533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/06/adorable.html' title='Adorable!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SFyEND_u1EI/AAAAAAAAAbo/UNiB1AODXek/s72-c/doggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-4854940444594362052</id><published>2008-06-19T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T09:33:53.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia!</title><content type='html'>I need comments and answers on this one girls.  Would you consider yourself to be nostalgic?  Is there a time period in your life where you look back and remember, or look back and wonder "what if?".  I tend to be nostalgic about my childhood years and growing up in Vancouver.  I remember my friends, the things we did, etc...  We even consider moving home sometimes and the idea of my kids going to the same school I went to and playing softball at the sames fields as I did, and going to the youth group with families that I remember...that all sounds cool to me.  But are the memories better than the reality?  If we went back, would those things really be that neat?  I tend to think that us girls are more like this than our wonderful husbands.  My husband tends to think that it's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;just me.&lt;/span&gt;  C'mon girls, be honest with me....are you nostalgic?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-4854940444594362052?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/4854940444594362052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=4854940444594362052' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4854940444594362052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4854940444594362052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/06/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-1413280503200200126</id><published>2008-06-17T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:25.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubby Shout Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SFfkdRtWjrI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qi1r1juSYPI/s1600-h/S4300007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212886285325602482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SFfkdRtWjrI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qi1r1juSYPI/s400/S4300007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certainly didn't mean to not talk about my man on Father's Day. He is so special, just thought I would give him his own "shout out", as the SiTs girls say! We have been married for almost 14 years now, together for about 18 years! We got together when I was 18. Last August I turned 36 and remember thinking wow, I have been with Charles for exactly half of my life! Well, he is certainly an amazing man to spend my life with. I feel really blessed. We have 3 lovely girls, and their daddy loves them. The poor guy must feel overwhelmed by estrogen somedays. Lol! Especially soon, because I have two going through puberty as we speak.....uh oh! As a husband, father, teacher, head football coach at a high school, Charles is hard working, loyal, faithful, fun, and oh so giving. I was taken back all those years ago by his faith, romance, smile, and hot bod- And all these years later, he is that same man, only better. Thanks honey for sticking with me throught the good and the bad! Honey, I love ya more than french fries &amp;amp; ranch! (Now c'mon ladies, that's a lot!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-1413280503200200126?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/1413280503200200126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=1413280503200200126' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1413280503200200126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1413280503200200126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/06/hubby-shout-out.html' title='Hubby Shout Out!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SFfkdRtWjrI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qi1r1juSYPI/s72-c/S4300007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-9082864590161928079</id><published>2008-06-16T12:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:25.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the Money Going?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SFbCFopsJpI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0Km0yOmscag/s1600-h/200470670-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212567020795340434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SFbCFopsJpI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0Km0yOmscag/s400/200470670-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like someone or something is &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;secretly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sneaking into my bank account in the middle of the night and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;shredding our money&lt;/span&gt; up or something. My friend, Laurie, called me this morning and was venting about how &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;expensive&lt;/span&gt; everything is. Whether it's gas, groceries, clothes, household items....you name it- it's went up. The price of utilities - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the price of our sanity!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Yesterday at my daughters softball game, the conversation was about the same thing. This morning my mom called, and we were talking about the same thing. Those of you not feeling the crunch, I am happy for you! Some say they are feeling the crunch, but are fortunate to have plenty saved, then there are some living paycheck to paycheck....and it becomes scary in times like these. Remember the funny "Target blog" that we all read? (sorry, I can't remember whose blog it was) It was funny about having to end her affair with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Target&lt;/span&gt;. Well mine has ended too. I don't even want to spend the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt; on gas to drive there, let alone spend more money at the store. Don't get me wrong, we are blessed beyond measure!! It just seems as though anyone I am talking too, this talk of recession, and or feeling the money crunch comes up. When it comes to food, it becomes so much harder to eat healthy. Just wondering what everyone else was thinking? Any ideas on how to eat healthy on a budget? And when can I get back in touch with my main squeeze, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Target&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; I wish I could cut my dollars in half to make them go further! lol!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SFbD9D7WKAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/tkT_kzFpazo/s1600-h/Mny_Cl_C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212569072521586690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SFbD9D7WKAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/tkT_kzFpazo/s400/Mny_Cl_C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-9082864590161928079?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/9082864590161928079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=9082864590161928079' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/9082864590161928079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/9082864590161928079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/06/where-is-money-going.html' title='Where is the Money Going?'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SFbCFopsJpI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0Km0yOmscag/s72-c/200470670-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-7899006625712071712</id><published>2008-06-16T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T01:39:10.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FATHERS DAY!</title><content type='html'>I CANT EVEN BELIEVE THAT I AM ABOUT TO GO TO BED, AND I HAVEN'T EVEN TALKED TO MY DAD. I TRIED CALLING HIM ALL DAY, BUT HIS PHONE MUST HAVE BEEN DEAD OR SOMETHING. I WILL CALL FIRST THING IN THE MORNING! BUT LET ME JUST TELL YOU ALL A LITTLE SOMETHING ABOUT MY DAD. I WAS THINKING ABOUT HIM A LOT TODAY. I WAS AT MY DAUGHTERS SOFTBALL TOURNAMENT. (THEY WON ALL 6 GAMES THIS WEEKEND, AND TOOK 1ST PLACE IN 106 DEGREE WEATHER- BACK TO MY DAD) WELL ANY OF YOU WHO HAVE KIDS WHO PLAY COMPETETIVE SPORTS KNOW HOW UGLY THE PARENTS CAN GET SOMETIMES. THE KIDS ARE ALWAYS COOL, AND THEY ALL PRETTY MUCH LIKE EACHOTHER. BUT SOMETIMES THE PARENTS ARE ACTING LIKE IDIOTS IN THE STANDS. OR ELSE THERE IS THE PARENT WHO IS SO HARD ON THEIR KID.....ETC... WELL I GREW UP PLAYING SOFTBALL, AND MANY OTHER SPORTS. BOTH MY PARENTS WERE VERY SUPPORTIVE OF MY SISTER AND MY ACTIVITIES. WHEN I SEE HOW HARD SOME PARENTS ARE ON THEIR KIDS ABOUT THE GAMES THAT THEY PLAY, I JUST CRINGE. I CAN HONESTLY SAY, THAT MY DAD WAS NEVER ANYTHING LESS THAN MY BIGGEST FAN. I &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;HAVE FELT LIKE I LET MY DAD DOWN, OR DIDN'T MEASURE UP. I AM SO THANKFUL THAT MY DAD TOOK THE TIME AND ENERGY TO LET ME PURSUE MY GOALS WITH SOFTBALL, AND DIDN'T TRY AND LIVE THROUGH ME, AND ALL OF THAT WEIRD STUFF. EVEN BETTER THAN HIS FAITH IN MY SOFTBALL PLAYING, WAS THE FAITH THAT HE INSTILLED IN US AS CHRISTIANS. I AM SO THANKFUL FOR THE HOME THAT MY PARENTS BOTH GAVE TO ME. MY CHILDHOOD IS FILLED WITH ONLY HAPPY MEMORIES. I FEEL SO BLESSED, AND JUST WANTED TO SHARE THAT! I DON'T HAVE A PICTURE OF HIM TO SHARE- DARN IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-7899006625712071712?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/7899006625712071712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=7899006625712071712' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7899006625712071712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7899006625712071712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='HAPPY FATHERS DAY!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-4979085329404009887</id><published>2008-06-13T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T09:32:43.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Morning Miracle!</title><content type='html'>Today at Mikelle's kindergarten class, they are having "Dads and Doughnuts", in honor of Father's Day.  My husband is a high school teacher.  In the summertime, he usually substitute teaches, or teaches summer school for the extra cashola!  Every summer for the last 8 years he has taught summer school.  He just walked through the door 10 minutes ago, to give me the bad news, that they don't need him for summer school.  Which means, he really needs to sub EVERY DAY!  So now we are back at "Dads and Doughnuts".  It has already been established that Charles will not sub today so that he can go to Mikelle's class.  But now things are a bit different, because he isn't going to be able to teach summer school.  Are you tracking with me?  Our heart strings are tearing, because we don't want to upset Mikelle.  The phone rings and it's the computerized system that calls with a substitute job that is available.  He asks me, "what should I do?"  I ask Mikelle if she will be really upset if daddy can't come, she puts her head down and walks slowly over to me where she burries her head in my bosom!  Next thing I hear is my hubby say that he is going to take the job.  He hangs up the phone, and tells me that the sub job was for Mikelle's school!  No stinkin' way!  I believe there are over 350 schools in this school district.  So imagine the odds.  Coincidence? Maybe!  A God who cares about the little things in our lives? Probably!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-4979085329404009887?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/4979085329404009887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=4979085329404009887' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4979085329404009887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4979085329404009887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-little-morning-miracle.html' title='My Little Morning Miracle!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-2089342188123928349</id><published>2008-06-09T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T19:31:16.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NATIONAL HOLIDAY!</title><content type='html'>I don't know about the rest of you, but "Day 2" of my period is just&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I mean, c'mon it's just not right. I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; feel like leaving the house, and I really mean that. Between the cramps and the flow, life just isn't working out for me. I was thinking that if I could get enough signatures on this here ballot, I could send it to congress. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We could have "Day 2", declared a National Holiday each month. All of those in favor, please leave a comment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-2089342188123928349?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/2089342188123928349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=2089342188123928349' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2089342188123928349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2089342188123928349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/06/national-holiday.html' title='NATIONAL HOLIDAY!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-251016639822424212</id><published>2008-06-08T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:25.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Rocker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SEx2vtkFCPI/AAAAAAAAAbI/4hqEgHm5_II/s1600-h/S4300060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SEx2vtkFCPI/AAAAAAAAAbI/4hqEgHm5_II/s400/S4300060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like chillin' back in your undies, with chocolate smeared on your face, and playing a little Guitar Hero!  Oh the lazy days of summer in Las Vegas.  Wish you could see her live....She really ROCKS IT OUT!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/7542949758809232411-251016639822424212?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/251016639822424212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=251016639822424212' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/251016639822424212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/251016639822424212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-little-rocker.html' title='My Little Rocker!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SEx2vtkFCPI/AAAAAAAAAbI/4hqEgHm5_II/s72-c/S4300060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-4647868600210911474</id><published>2008-06-04T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:25.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikelle &amp; Mowgli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SEd7NBBA7gI/AAAAAAAAAag/N-7ZtxR5y_Q/s1600-h/mowgli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208266957618474498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SEd7NBBA7gI/AAAAAAAAAag/N-7ZtxR5y_Q/s320/mowgli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SEd7E6XNBMI/AAAAAAAAAaY/CvcNr0LOIsk/s1600-h/S4300058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208266818393539778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SEd7E6XNBMI/AAAAAAAAAaY/CvcNr0LOIsk/s320/S4300058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason whenever my youngest daughter, Mikelle gets out of the bath, I always call her Mowgli. Remember the character from the Jungle Book. Her hair all in her face, and just as brown as can be. Too cute. Today, I just had to snap her picture. She got out of the bath before I had a chance to brush the tangles out of her hair. That's not her favorite way to spend the afternoon. Well, I love my girl!  Sometimes I call her Don King, but that's a whole other look that she sports.  Usually after she has played all day, and her hair is sticking up everywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-4647868600210911474?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/4647868600210911474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=4647868600210911474' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4647868600210911474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4647868600210911474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/06/mikelle-mowgli.html' title='Mikelle &amp; Mowgli'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SEd7NBBA7gI/AAAAAAAAAag/N-7ZtxR5y_Q/s72-c/mowgli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-4781937642867098933</id><published>2008-06-03T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:03:45.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out the Latest and Greatest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="6464856912222993588"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eightcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/06/want-to-win-free-blog-design-and-more.html"&gt;Want to win a FREE Blog Design and MORE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister designed a new blog for Tiffany from &lt;a href="http://www.theromerodiaries.blogspot.com/"&gt;Romero Diaries&lt;/a&gt; and Heather from &lt;a href="http://www.mindlessjunque.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mindless Junque.&lt;/a&gt; They have joined forces to create a new blog together. Their new blog venture is called The Secret is in The Sauce. They plan to feature a new blogger everyday! Their goal is to promote YOUR blog viewership AND increase your comments!!They are kicking things off with a HUGE GIVEAWAY! The giveaway includes a custom EightCrazy Designs total blog makeover! If you love the way your blog looks already, you could use the makeover as a giveaway on your own blog or give it as a gift to a friend! Oh, did I mention that the blog design makeover isn't the only thing they are giving away...I did say HUGE GIVEAWAY! So head on over to their new blog &lt;a href="http://www.thesecretisinthesauce.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Secret is in The Sauce&lt;/a&gt; and check it out!!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thesecretisinthesauce.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="2317917900685714843"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-4781937642867098933?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/4781937642867098933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=4781937642867098933' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4781937642867098933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4781937642867098933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/06/check-out-latest-and-greatest.html' title='Check out the Latest and Greatest!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-5896136658026019849</id><published>2008-05-28T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:26.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the second year in a row, we spent Memorial Day Weekend, in California. Madison's softball team was playing in a tournament there. It's a 3 day tournament, but it allows time for other things. The best day of the weekend, maybe the whole year, was spent at Laguna Beach. The kids played in the ocean. The grown ups chilled on the sand. We also, played some volleyball and cooked hot dogs and smores over an open fire. Yummy! As far as softball goes, her team took 1st place! They went 7-0 for the weekend. Madison had a great weekend. We were very proud! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SD4Hh6RErBI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3nEZnCouy0U/s1600-h/S4300021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205606498444815378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SD4Hh6RErBI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3nEZnCouy0U/s400/S4300021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Madison and her teammates at the beach goofing off!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SD4HwaRErCI/AAAAAAAAAaA/49Y1roBhSeo/s1600-h/S4300003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205606747552918562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SD4HwaRErCI/AAAAAAAAAaA/49Y1roBhSeo/s400/S4300003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mikelle, striking a pose!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SD4H_aRErDI/AAAAAAAAAaI/LKtsVjOkQ3Y/s1600-h/S4300004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205607005250956338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SD4H_aRErDI/AAAAAAAAAaI/LKtsVjOkQ3Y/s400/S4300004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Miah, and her sweet smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SD4IRKRErEI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/rHcdElx0XsY/s1600-h/S4300038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205607310193634370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SD4IRKRErEI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/rHcdElx0XsY/s400/S4300038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Madison's team with their medals, and team trophy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go Rebels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/7542949758809232411-5896136658026019849?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/5896136658026019849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=5896136658026019849' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5896136658026019849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5896136658026019849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-day-weekend-fun.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend Fun!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SD4Hh6RErBI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3nEZnCouy0U/s72-c/S4300021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-1033471617125578043</id><published>2008-05-22T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:27.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FOR SMALL THINGS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDYC3aRErAI/AAAAAAAAAZw/-_v6zuI5lZY/s1600-h/S4300001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203349570440178690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDYC3aRErAI/AAAAAAAAAZw/-_v6zuI5lZY/s400/S4300001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; my new coffee mug that I picked up at Albertsons. I love glass coffee cups, but the only one I have is so small. I noticed this one today while grocery shopping. It makes me smile, just a little bit. Kind of weird?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-1033471617125578043?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/1033471617125578043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=1033471617125578043' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1033471617125578043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1033471617125578043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-for-small-things.html' title='HAPPY FOR SMALL THINGS!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDYC3aRErAI/AAAAAAAAAZw/-_v6zuI5lZY/s72-c/S4300001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-3467433945628024078</id><published>2008-05-21T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:27.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BODY HURTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDSK48VcpRI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Q0oa_nFa38M/s1600-h/slim+in+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202936180393157906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDSK48VcpRI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Q0oa_nFa38M/s400/slim+in+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here we go again. Another attempt at living a healthier lifestyle. I bought some new workout videos, and am trying to eat better. The concept from the infomercial, is that in 6 weeks, I will look like the lady in the picture. Other than the dark hair, I kind of doubt it. However, I assume, that if I do these workouts everyday, I will look like a better me atleast! Today, was my 3rd workout, and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am dying&lt;/span&gt;. Ya know the sore when it hurts to sit on the toilet. I hate that kind of sore. It's my fault for not working out since last summer. I was kind of on a roll last summer, working out together with Charles. But then, school started, and I left the workouts out of my routine. So here we go again. Wish me luck ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-3467433945628024078?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/3467433945628024078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=3467433945628024078' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3467433945628024078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3467433945628024078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-body-hurts.html' title='MY BODY HURTS!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDSK48VcpRI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Q0oa_nFa38M/s72-c/slim+in+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-4786843372942886161</id><published>2008-05-18T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:28.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER BUSY WEEK!</title><content type='html'>Mikelle had multi-cultural day at school last week. She decided to dress Hawaiian. I thought it was a good idea, because she looked so stinkin' cute!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDDOuMVcpKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/8q4JG-XdLy4/s1600-h/S4300216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201884862593410210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDDOuMVcpKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/8q4JG-XdLy4/s400/S4300216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week my CSN team had our end of the year team bbq. We give out all of the awards, and say our goodbyes for the summer. I usually make something crafty for the players to remember the season by. This year I made little plaques with their number. Maybe you can kind of see them in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDDV-8VcpLI/AAAAAAAAAY4/IwEYd4ObTMg/s1600-h/S4300218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201892846937613490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDDV-8VcpLI/AAAAAAAAAY4/IwEYd4ObTMg/s400/S4300218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I went on a field trip with Miah's 4th grade class. We went to a wax museum, at the Venetian Hotel. Here are a few of the pictures we took.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDDWc8VcpMI/AAAAAAAAAZA/NSblg2zzTXQ/s1600-h/S4300220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201893362333689026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDDWc8VcpMI/AAAAAAAAAZA/NSblg2zzTXQ/s400/S4300220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDDWrMVcpNI/AAAAAAAAAZI/zEVTnOqBREY/s1600-h/S4300222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201893607146824914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDDWrMVcpNI/AAAAAAAAAZI/zEVTnOqBREY/s400/S4300222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDDW5MVcpOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/sgtxk1DTGEk/s1600-h/S4300230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201893847664993506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDDW5MVcpOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/sgtxk1DTGEk/s400/S4300230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201895325133743362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDDYPMVcpQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/5PJeSGl_qZo/s400/S4300232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When softball ended 2 weeks ago, I thought life was going to slow down a bit. Yeah right! Then it wouldn't be the Anthony house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-4786843372942886161?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/4786843372942886161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=4786843372942886161' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4786843372942886161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4786843372942886161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-busy-week.html' title='ANOTHER BUSY WEEK!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SDDOuMVcpKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/8q4JG-XdLy4/s72-c/S4300216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-6401826042650217892</id><published>2008-05-11T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:29.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY WEEKEND!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On Friday afternoon, I went to Mikelle's classroom for mother's day tea. It was a very sweet time. All of the kids sang some sweet songs, and served us moms with manners! I felt very loved, by my sweet Mikelle, and also very proud. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SCe3F8VcpEI/AAAAAAAAAYA/2U5N4m_QrDM/s1600-h/S4300180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199325607545840706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SCe3F8VcpEI/AAAAAAAAAYA/2U5N4m_QrDM/s400/S4300180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SCe5HsVcpII/AAAAAAAAAYg/HQ8zPlnmJjs/s1600-h/S4300195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199327836633867394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SCe5HsVcpII/AAAAAAAAAYg/HQ8zPlnmJjs/s400/S4300195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday eve. Miah and Mikelle had closing ceremonies for their softball teams. Basically, it's when they all get their trophies, and bbq and have fun. It was actually a fun night together for the whole Anthony Family.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SCe47sVcpHI/AAAAAAAAAYY/svbzjg18mmA/s1600-h/S4300192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199327630475437170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SCe47sVcpHI/AAAAAAAAAYY/svbzjg18mmA/s400/S4300192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we left on Saturday morning, and headed for Cerritos, CA. for Madison's softball tournament. The Lil' Rebels won 4 games and lost 1. Madi had a fantastic weekend. She hit the ball extremely well, and also played good defense. She is always leading her team in cheers, and makes me very proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SCe3s8VcpFI/AAAAAAAAAYI/vT_yq4jec9U/s1600-h/S4300204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199326277560738898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SCe3s8VcpFI/AAAAAAAAAYI/vT_yq4jec9U/s400/S4300204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199326599683286114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SCe3_sVcpGI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/cFTZjQpObgw/s400/S4300209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; sisters are playing on the field, the lil' brothers and sisters play together. They are all thick as thieves. They are practically like brothers and sisters. It's cute.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SCe7YMVcpJI/AAAAAAAAAYo/hanMo1h7kAM/s1600-h/S4300212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199330319124964498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SCe7YMVcpJI/AAAAAAAAAYo/hanMo1h7kAM/s400/S4300212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved spending mothers day with my family. The only two people missing were my mom, and Nanny. They are so far away in Washington. I missed them both very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY! I LOVE YOU BOTH LOTS! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-6401826042650217892?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/6401826042650217892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=6401826042650217892' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6401826042650217892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6401826042650217892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/05/busy-weekend.html' title='BUSY WEEKEND!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SCe3F8VcpEI/AAAAAAAAAYA/2U5N4m_QrDM/s72-c/S4300180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-4647821773593332912</id><published>2008-05-06T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:29.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom Cruise celebrates 25 years in film!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SCCA8kT_NdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/JWiPiEUUh2o/s1600-h/tom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SCCA8kT_NdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/JWiPiEUUh2o/s400/tom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197295748013569490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just for a minute, let's just forget some of the "weird stuff" about Tom and just think about the many movies he has made over the years.  When looking at the list, I have forgotten about some of them.  He was on Oprah for the last two days.  Now as far as Oprah, man she is definitely out there with all this New Earth stuff, but I am sure if the guest is interesting, or it's a makeover show (my favorite), I might watch it.  You don't have to agree, that's just me.  So back to TC, that's what his friends call him ya know.  Let me list the many movies he has been in.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taps, The Outsiders, Risky Business, All the Right Moves, Legend, Top Gun, The Color Money, Cocktail, Rainman, Born on the 4th of July, Days of Thunder, Far and Away, A Few Good Men, Mission Impossible, Jerry McGuire, Mission Impossible II,&lt;/&lt;/em&gt;strong&gt; and lots of more recent ones, that I haven't seen. I think my most favorite is Top Gun.  I mean, c'mon we all loved him in the pilot gear, with the short hair.  The beach volleyball scence!  I was young, leave me alone.  Now, I think oh my gosh, he is so short!  So just wondering if everyone has a favorite TC movie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-4647821773593332912?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/4647821773593332912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=4647821773593332912' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4647821773593332912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4647821773593332912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/05/tom-cruise-celebrates-25-years-in-film.html' title='Tom Cruise celebrates 25 years in film!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SCCA8kT_NdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/JWiPiEUUh2o/s72-c/tom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-7562485094975187695</id><published>2008-04-25T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:30.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAKING MOM PROUD!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SBK9C0T_NbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ODdJPYcFPkM/s1600-h/S4300169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SBK9C0T_NbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ODdJPYcFPkM/s400/S4300169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193421176411469234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The medal around Mikelle's neck is from last weekends softball tournament.  It was her first official tourney.  They played two 1 hour games...But there were actually some teams from Hawaii, and they did a gift exchange just like the older girls do when they play Hawaiian teams.  Mikelle was named player of the game by the opposing team in one of the games.  She really is fun to watch play.  Yesterday her and Miah came to my practice for "take your child to work day", and my college players look at her and remember how fun it was to play the game just because you love it. The little ones always hold lifes lessons in their hands!!  The certificate and the bumper sticker she is holding are for her "student of the month" at school award.  Not a bad week for our little 6 year old.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SBK-e0T_NcI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Q7HRTShxmJ0/s1600-h/S4300171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SBK-e0T_NcI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Q7HRTShxmJ0/s400/S4300171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193422756959434178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miah is holding a certificate for making A-B Honor Roll.  She is so good about doing her school work and staying organized and all of those important things.  Miah is all jazzed about this weekend because her team is playing in a softball tournament in town.  Last season her team took 2nd place in this tournament.  She has been working real hard at pitching lately, and has been able to pitch in her first couple of games.  She is definitely the fastest pitcher in her age group, she just needs a bit more control.  When she is practicing she is pretty accurate, I think she is still a bit nervous since it is all kind of new to her.  Charles and Madi and two of her friends left after school today for Fresno, CA.  Madi's team is playing in a tournament there.  Do we sound a bit busy?  Well don't forget that tomorrow is my college teams last regular season games, so it is sophomore day.  So I have been arranging the bbq, and the framed pictures and such.  One more week or so of craziness and then its the summer off for me!  Yeah-----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-7562485094975187695?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/7562485094975187695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=7562485094975187695' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7562485094975187695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7562485094975187695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/04/making-mom-proud.html' title='&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAKING MOM PROUD!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SBK9C0T_NbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ODdJPYcFPkM/s72-c/S4300169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-5417320839048122193</id><published>2008-04-23T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:30.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY EIGHT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SA-Hr0T_NaI/AAAAAAAAAXg/8V-L_EID-kY/s1600-h/2008_header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SA-Hr0T_NaI/AAAAAAAAAXg/8V-L_EID-kY/s400/2008_header.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192518082228073890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is my beautiful sister's birthday.  Most of you know her as "eight crazy".  She is definitely a bit crazy- she gets that from me!  Ha Ha-  I wish I was there to celebrate with her and eat cake and go bowling.  One of these days soon, maybe we will move back to Washington and we can celebrate these special days together.  As a tribute to my sister I am going to list &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 things that I love about Shannon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  Please feel free to do the same thing under comments.  &lt;br /&gt;1.  She is a great friend-&lt;br /&gt;2.  I love her ability to cut to the chase (sometimes!)&lt;br /&gt;3.  I love and am jealous of her creativity!&lt;br /&gt;4.  I love the fact that she is loyal-&lt;br /&gt;5.  She is a good listener-&lt;br /&gt;6.  I love her decorating skills, and that's why I always copy her.  &lt;br /&gt;7.  I love her 2 beautiful, charming and adorable kids.&lt;br /&gt;8.  I love the fact that she is my one and only sibling.  If you can only have  &lt;br /&gt;     one...She is the one ya want!!!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya Shannon!  Happy 88th Birtday-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-5417320839048122193?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/5417320839048122193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=5417320839048122193' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5417320839048122193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5417320839048122193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-eight.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY EIGHT!!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SA-Hr0T_NaI/AAAAAAAAAXg/8V-L_EID-kY/s72-c/2008_header.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-5972273229105584588</id><published>2008-04-21T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:30.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EYE APPOINTMENT TODAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SAzBhKlztnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/lzLMQ4S5qXM/s1600-h/glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SAzBhKlztnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/lzLMQ4S5qXM/s400/glasses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191737245974115954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later today, Madison and I go for our eye exams.  I have always had good eye-sight, and just recently have noticed some small changes.  My bigger concern is for Madison.  She asked to move to the front of the class in reading because she couldn't read the overhead projector, she couldn't read the words going across the tv screen when we were playing the American Idol Game.  Then, the other day she asked if she could play the game on my cell phone and I said no because the battery was already on red.  She couldn't see the red, and didn't believe me.  I will keep y'all posted.  Now back to the American Idol Game...It's a lot of fun- You actually sing a song and then Randy, Paula and Simon critique you.  I love just belting it out!  We play on our WII, but they also have it for other systems.  It would make a great Christmas gift for the kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-5972273229105584588?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/5972273229105584588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=5972273229105584588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5972273229105584588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5972273229105584588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/04/eye-appointment-today.html' title='EYE APPOINTMENT TODAY!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SAzBhKlztnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/lzLMQ4S5qXM/s72-c/glasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-4959400308969748920</id><published>2008-04-14T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:30.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poor Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SAOQpcYKLRI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/zdnEeC1MODs/s1600-h/S4300175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SAOQpcYKLRI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/zdnEeC1MODs/s400/S4300175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189150237327502610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend my sweet little girl got a black-eye playing softball.  At the time she was wearing sunglasses.  Both lens broke and the frames went flying.  One of those scary moments.  Other than the black and blue thing going on, she is doing fine.  No pain, and vision is good.  Speaking of vision...next Monday- Madison and I are going for eye exams.  I haven't had one since my freshman year in college, and Madison hasn't had one except for the ones they give them at school.  Just recently I have noticed a little difference in how I see things.  The other day we were playing the American Idol game on the Wii, and she had a hard time reading the lyrics at the bottom of the screen. So I will let yall know in a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-4959400308969748920?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/4959400308969748920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=4959400308969748920' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4959400308969748920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4959400308969748920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-poor-baby.html' title='My Poor Baby!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/SAOQpcYKLRI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/zdnEeC1MODs/s72-c/S4300175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-3305959358553375782</id><published>2008-04-07T17:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:32.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Weekend Away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rKars2M2I/AAAAAAAAAXI/vOynQBBkvpY/s1600-h/S4300156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rKars2M2I/AAAAAAAAAXI/vOynQBBkvpY/s400/S4300156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186680480626783074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rIcbs2MxI/AAAAAAAAAWg/1NKqc2_Oda8/s1600-h/S4300158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rIcbs2MxI/AAAAAAAAAWg/1NKqc2_Oda8/s400/S4300158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186678311668298514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I got to fly home to Vancouver, and then head up to the Puegot Sound with some life long friends.  Most of us went to school together our whole lives.  I moved to Vancouver in the 2nd grade, and met Erica and Colette first.  We were like the 3 musketeers.  What fun memories!  We soon began to play soccer and that is where we met Michelle and Cathy.  Most of us in the above picture went to Jason Lee Jr. High School.  Except for Vikki and Jenny.  They went to that other lame school, I think it was called Gaiser, or something like that.  Ha Ha! Colette left us in the 10th grade when her family moved to the Tacoma area.  My point is basically, that all of these lovely, beautiful women have been my dear friends for many years.  The whole group of us, Erica, Michelle, Cathy, Christina, Colette, Jenny, Vikki, Carolyn, and myself had a fun weekend of talking, WALKING on the beach, watching movies, eating good food, taking naps, and lots and lots of laughing!  It is our plan to make this an annual things.  Infact, they are planning on coming to my neck of the woods next year.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rG1bs2MvI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/wI0l_MdsMoE/s1600-h/S4300157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rG1bs2MvI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/wI0l_MdsMoE/s400/S4300157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186676542141772530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vikki had the biggest surprise of the weekend when she told us that she was 12 weeks pregnant.  We were all shocked and excited to hear about her news. Vikki has a daughter, Lauren.  Lauren is something pretty special just like her mom.  They both have a very special place in my heart. It was really amazing to just sit up late and talk with everyone!  8 out of 10 of us are married.  I think I have been married the longest and my children are the oldest.  Colette has 2 girls who are pretty close in age to my girls.  It's been a long time since I have seen Colette.  I forgot how much fun her and I have together.  Since the weekend, Colette's husband, Brad got into a very serious car accident.  He is still on a ventilator, and might need spinal surgery.  His lung and kidneys were damaged.  Please keep him in your prayers.  Jenny and her husband have one beautiful daughter and are trying to adopt again.  I love her quiet strength. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rKHLs2M1I/AAAAAAAAAXA/ZzrWmu6dk8k/s1600-h/S4300144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rKHLs2M1I/AAAAAAAAAXA/ZzrWmu6dk8k/s400/S4300144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186680145619333970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She seems like a great mom.  Carolyn and Scott have been married about 7-8 years.  Madison was their flower girl.  They live in the Seattle area.  As always, Carolyn was the life of the party.  Her ability to connect with everyone in the room is one I admire!  I love her laugh, and she brings the best desserts ever.  Lol!  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rGhLs2MuI/AAAAAAAAAWI/mam6BbhhIWo/s1600-h/S4300146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rGhLs2MuI/AAAAAAAAAWI/mam6BbhhIWo/s400/S4300146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186676194249421538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cathy and her husband live in Colorado.  She is the mother of two beautiful, fun-loving kids.  Cathy is still the greatest story teller.  She had us laughing and grossing out with all her stories of the snakes near their home.  Ugh!  Michelle hosted the weekend.  I am so thankful for her seeing this weekend come to fruition.  This cabin has been in her family since the 1940's.  It's a wonderful, amazing place.  Thanks for a spectacular time Michelle.  The soccer was loads of fun.  Erica, is still so stinkin' cute.  She still manages to be the last one ready.  It's funny how some things never change.  Erica still managed to take a nap!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rGJ7s2MtI/AAAAAAAAAWA/IuowYO3B2SY/s1600-h/S4300155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rGJ7s2MtI/AAAAAAAAAWA/IuowYO3B2SY/s400/S4300155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186675794817462994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love chatting with Erica, it's just so easy.  It's as if we have never lived a part.  Christina is married to Darin.  I went to school with Darin from 2nd grade thru high school graduation.  They make the sweetest couple, and have two of the most adorable girls ever!  I rode in the car with Christina both ways, as well as Cathy, and we had so much fun remembering old times.  I love them both so much!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rIM7s2MwI/AAAAAAAAAWY/wQE9NTFqTdw/s1600-h/S4300153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rIM7s2MwI/AAAAAAAAAWY/wQE9NTFqTdw/s400/S4300153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186678045380326146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rAArs2MsI/AAAAAAAAAV4/67MZZc5QxgU/s1600-h/S4300147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rAArs2MsI/AAAAAAAAAV4/67MZZc5QxgU/s400/S4300147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186669038833906370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rIsLs2MyI/AAAAAAAAAWo/s8vz2O5_-gY/s1600-h/S4300165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rIsLs2MyI/AAAAAAAAAWo/s8vz2O5_-gY/s400/S4300165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186678582251238178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rI8rs2MzI/AAAAAAAAAWw/eX2H9wHWFBU/s1600-h/S4300166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rI8rs2MzI/AAAAAAAAAWw/eX2H9wHWFBU/s400/S4300166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186678865719079730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all, much fun was had.  I look forward to many more weekends together over the years.&lt;br /&gt;I also got to see my family while I was home.  I got to hang at the house with my parents and my Nanny!  I whipped my Nanny in my first game of Phase 10.  She is waiting for the re-match.  (September- Nanny!)  Of course, my mom cooked some good dinners, and took me out for breakfast.  Then on Monday, Shannon and the family came over for more fun!!  I love and miss them all very much-&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rJzLs2M0I/AAAAAAAAAW4/xtC1laRLUQY/s1600-h/S4300167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rJzLs2M0I/AAAAAAAAAW4/xtC1laRLUQY/s400/S4300167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186679802021950274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-3305959358553375782?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/3305959358553375782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=3305959358553375782' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3305959358553375782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3305959358553375782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/04/wonderful-weekend-away.html' title='Wonderful Weekend Away!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R_rKars2M2I/AAAAAAAAAXI/vOynQBBkvpY/s72-c/S4300156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-3071687367615938152</id><published>2008-04-02T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:03:04.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUICK POST!!</title><content type='html'>Well, last Thursday I traveled to Washington for a girls weekend.  I had a tremendous time and will write more about that later, when I can post the pictures.  But just wanted to write a quick blog, since it's been a while.  I went to quick care today.  I have allergies, and a upper respiratory infection.  I am feeling pretty lousy.  I leave tomorrow morning on another softball trip.  Miah is coming with me this time.  Which is good, because she always takes good care of me.  I started anti biotics today, and some allergy meds, as well as some nose spray.  So hopefully, that will all do the trick. I have never known myself to have allergies before, hopefully they don't last long.  Even though I am rather busted up physically, I am doing fantastic emotionally.  Marriage has never been better.  It's as if all my dreams of marriage are coming true.  I will post more about the weekend with all kinds of pictures next week.  Love to all my adoring fans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-3071687367615938152?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/3071687367615938152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=3071687367615938152' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3071687367615938152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3071687367615938152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/04/quick-post.html' title='QUICK POST!!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-6426087595940102110</id><published>2008-03-25T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:33.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Love - Rev Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R-kZm7s2MrI/AAAAAAAAAVs/mPEty0n43gA/s1600-h/rev+run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R-kZm7s2MrI/AAAAAAAAAVs/mPEty0n43gA/s400/rev+run.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181701002917982898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 6 months ago I signed up for "Rev Runs Daily Wisdom".  I actually look forward to it every morning. It comes to me through e-mail. My whole family loves the show "Runs House."  Last season, Justine lost her baby during child birth.  The family was such an example to everyone who watched.  When the children showed up to see the baby for the first time, thier dad had to tell them that she passed away.  He had the whole family hold hands, and thank God for their many blessings.  He told them each how thankful he and his wife were for them.  They cried and shared their heart, and just asked God to give them strength to understand His will for their lives.  Pretty different for todays TV.  Especially when you consider the show is on MTV. Over the course of this last season, they have been wanting to adopt a baby.  In the season finale, their little girls arrived.  The above picture, is the day she came home. If you have never watched it, check it out.  Here is a couple samples of what the daily wisdom quotes look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning. Before you correct your loved ones you must make sure that you've filled them with enough love, compliments etc... For example: If you haven't filled your car with gas for a while it probably won't get too far. Remember to praise your children, spouses, employees and loved ones! A wise man once said: People don't care how much you know until they know how much you care!  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;God is Love&lt;br /&gt;Rev Run  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning. He who hath no rule over his own spirit is like a city that is broken down, and without walls. -Proverbs.... Anger is only on letter short of danger. -Anon. Without discipline, there's no life at all. - Katherine Hepburn  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;God is Love&lt;br /&gt;Rev Run  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Good morning. I've got good news!! You can choose to be happy today!!!! You can choose to walk in peace today... You can choose to be undisturbed by any circumstance today!! A wise man once said... “You can't control every situation, but you can control how you respond to every situation.” Have a happy day!! The choice is yours...  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;God is Love&lt;br /&gt;Rev Run&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-6426087595940102110?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/6426087595940102110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=6426087595940102110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6426087595940102110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6426087595940102110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/03/god-is-love-rev-run.html' title='God is Love - Rev Run'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R-kZm7s2MrI/AAAAAAAAAVs/mPEty0n43gA/s72-c/rev+run.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-5272228384715854950</id><published>2008-03-24T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:33.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sad Milestone!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R-fDVbs2MqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/YDnS4oUAplQ/s1600-h/iraq+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R-fDVbs2MqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/YDnS4oUAplQ/s320/iraq+pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181324669293572770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to take a moment and say thank you to all of the very special soldiers and their loved ones who have lost their lives for my freedom.  This morning when I woke up I heard the devastating news that we have lost over 4,000 soldiers now in this war.  That just got me thinking about how I enjoy so many freedoms because of what they have done for me.  Spring definitely is a season of "new life", when you think about it.  Yesterday, we all celebrated Easter.  Jesus died on the cross and rose again on the 3rd day, so that all of us can have forgiveness of sin, and a brand new life.  I am "free" from sin, because He paid the ultimate price. I don't mean to compare the two as the same.  I am just thankful for both!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-5272228384715854950?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/5272228384715854950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=5272228384715854950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5272228384715854950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5272228384715854950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/03/sad-milestone.html' title='A Sad Milestone!!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R-fDVbs2MqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/YDnS4oUAplQ/s72-c/iraq+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-1171659545979348297</id><published>2008-03-21T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T20:57:44.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from Salt Lake City!</title><content type='html'>Madison and I are in Salt Lake City for softball this weekend.  It is very beautiful here.  Snow capped mountains, a bit cold, but the sun is out.  The college team that I coach, CSN is here playing a conference match-up with SLCC.  They are currently ranked 8th in the nation.  We played well today.  We lost the first game and won the second game.  That will be our goal for tomorrow, to split again.  I mean of course we would love to win both!  Madison seems to be having a good time.  She is swimming with some of the girls right now.  Tomorrow morning we will get up, play our games, and then head back to Vegas.  It's about a 7 hour drive! Ugh!  Well, I just thought I would post a little something since the hotel had a computer I could use.  Kind of boring without any pictures, but hey you have my lovely sentiments!  What more could you ask for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-1171659545979348297?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/1171659545979348297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=1171659545979348297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1171659545979348297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/1171659545979348297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/03/greetings-from-salt-lake-city.html' title='Greetings from Salt Lake City!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-7830509746371212330</id><published>2008-03-13T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T20:50:59.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Troubles!!</title><content type='html'>Our internet has been down for about 2 weeks now.  Today I am borrowing someone elses computer to check my email and catch up on everyones blogs.  I don't know when I will be able to post again.  Just wanted everyone to know that I am unable to check my emails and my blog!  Hope everyone in blog world is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-7830509746371212330?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/7830509746371212330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=7830509746371212330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7830509746371212330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7830509746371212330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/03/internet-troubles.html' title='Internet Troubles!!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-6591817085784581442</id><published>2008-02-25T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T09:03:31.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTHONY GIRLS TAKE ALL!!!</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, Miah and Mikelle participated in a "bat-a-thon", for their softball league.  It is a fundraiser.  The event consisted of 3 separate activites:  how far you can hit the ball, how far you can throw the ball, and how accurately you can throw.  Each girl would get so many points depending on how they did.  The girl with the most points at the end, would win first place in their division.  Drum roll please.......Both Miah and Mikelle took &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; place!!!!  They both have trophies and certificates, but I don't have any batteries in my camera.  I will have to post those later.  Charles took them to Dairy Queen to celebrate.  They were so proud of themselves, and of course we were too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-6591817085784581442?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/6591817085784581442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=6591817085784581442' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6591817085784581442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6591817085784581442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/02/anthony-girls-take-all.html' title='ANTHONY GIRLS TAKE ALL!!!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-6427360501775413748</id><published>2008-02-21T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:33.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy, crazy friends!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R75qoG03e5I/AAAAAAAAAVc/W5Ab6YdZ_a4/s1600-h/laurie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R75qoG03e5I/AAAAAAAAAVc/W5Ab6YdZ_a4/s400/laurie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169686659527572370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Laurie, shown here in the above photo, is giving me a hard time.  I haven't blogged in about a week or so.  She asked me to post a picture of anything and blog about something!  So I think I am going to blog about how much she likes food!  Now you wouldn't know it by looking at the picture, because her face is so nice and trim.  But the girl can eat, and she is not ashamed!  Chicken wings seem to be her very favorite in the whole wide world.  I would guess that she makes them at home approximately 4-5 times a week.  Now she does bake them rather than fry them, incase you were at all interested!  Ha Ha!  I love to tease her because almost everytime I get on the phone with her, which is quite often, she is nibbling on something.  Hearing someone chew, or smack is one of my major pet peeves, so that's probably why I notice her chewing.  When it is time for lunch, the girl doesn't just have a sandwich, or a bowl of soup.  She grills up some pork chops, with a sweet potato and a salad.  I crack up, because even though I wouldn't mind eating that well at lunch time, I would never take that much time to cook myself lunch.  She likes desserts just as much as I do!  She walks pretty much everyday, to ensure that all the calories don't catch up to her.  Well I don't know how interesting this blog is, but I had to tease her a bit, because she posted a picture of my friend, Monique.  It said that she was thankful she had gained a few pounds, because Monique is giving her expensive Lucky Brand Jeans, because she can't fit into them anymore.  Well, Monique is more than my friend, she is Laurie's sister.  So let's see how I can make this pertain to the average reader.  Maybe I will pose a question-  How many of you eat as well as Lauried does at lunch?  If not, what types of things do you eat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-6427360501775413748?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/6427360501775413748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=6427360501775413748' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6427360501775413748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6427360501775413748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/02/crazy-crazy-friends.html' title='Crazy, crazy friends!!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R75qoG03e5I/AAAAAAAAAVc/W5Ab6YdZ_a4/s72-c/laurie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-847014506825177749</id><published>2008-02-16T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:33.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R7cJpH9ma7I/AAAAAAAAAVU/0CZiFsTv8Qw/s1600-h/S4300116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R7cJpH9ma7I/AAAAAAAAAVU/0CZiFsTv8Qw/s320/S4300116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167609699547638706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave this morning with my team to go to Fresno, CA. This is actually a new trip for us.  In the five years that I have been coaching, we have always had the same schedule.  This is the first change.  The girls are ready to play, and it should be a good time.  Meanwhile, Charles and the girls left yesterday for Murrietta, CA. because Madison's team has a tournament this weekend too.  I think he has the more difficult weekend ahead of him.  Keep him in your prayers please!!  I will blog more when I return-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-847014506825177749?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/847014506825177749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=847014506825177749' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/847014506825177749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/847014506825177749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/02/weekend-away.html' title='Weekend Away!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R7cJpH9ma7I/AAAAAAAAAVU/0CZiFsTv8Qw/s72-c/S4300116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-8828032367511936499</id><published>2008-02-14T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:34.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R7Rcb39ma6I/AAAAAAAAAVM/q1Ush3y8RtY/s1600-h/photoshop-tutorial-a1-239-2409m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R7Rcb39ma6I/AAAAAAAAAVM/q1Ush3y8RtY/s400/photoshop-tutorial-a1-239-2409m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166856306449345442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles is my sweet valentine!  I love him so much.  I am really very lucky in so many ways.  I love the fact that he loves Jesus.  There is something so strong and manly about a man who can surrender his heart to God.  I love his patience!  I love his kiss- While I am on that note, I love his whole bod!  But back to the more sensitive stuff...I love his giving heart, and the way he thinks of others first.  I love the way he plays with his girls, and tickles them til' they almost cry.  (Sound familiar dad?)  I really love his smile.  It can still melt my heart!  I love his confidence, and strength.  I love the fact that I never have to doubt where he is or what he's up to.  I just love the way he loves me.  Happy Valentines Day CA!&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we all share what we love about our men.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to tag: Shannon, Laurie, Dena, and Jen!  C'mon girls, get in the spirit-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-8828032367511936499?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/8828032367511936499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=8828032367511936499' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/8828032367511936499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/8828032367511936499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R7Rcb39ma6I/AAAAAAAAAVM/q1Ush3y8RtY/s72-c/photoshop-tutorial-a1-239-2409m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-183763082816625696</id><published>2008-02-12T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:34.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love My Prison Break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R7GvDH9ma5I/AAAAAAAAAVE/SwGgu6rpUr8/s1600-h/PB_VIDEO_728x90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R7GvDH9ma5I/AAAAAAAAAVE/SwGgu6rpUr8/s320/PB_VIDEO_728x90.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166102715782556562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I haven't blogged in a while.  I haven't had any batteries in my camera, and I don't really like to blog without pictures.  Anyways, with the writers strike in Hollywood, so many of our favorite shows have not been on.  I like reality tv and game shows.  But I am getting over them quickly!  Well atleast one of my most favorite shows has been on.  I started watching Prison Break after the first season.  I rented the whole first season to catch up, just before the second season started.  Nothing has ever been as good as the first season, but I do find it quite entertaining.  Next week is the season finale.  It's getting good.  I think Shannon and I are the only ones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-183763082816625696?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/183763082816625696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=183763082816625696' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/183763082816625696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/183763082816625696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-my-prison-break.html' title='Love My Prison Break!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R7GvDH9ma5I/AAAAAAAAAVE/SwGgu6rpUr8/s72-c/PB_VIDEO_728x90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-5715970531069294937</id><published>2008-01-28T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:34.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Back to School-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R56M804ezhI/AAAAAAAAAU8/RaaEhhukkiU/s1600-h/unlv-06-masthd-left.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R56M804ezhI/AAAAAAAAAU8/RaaEhhukkiU/s200/unlv-06-masthd-left.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160717199628750354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I met with an academic advisor at UNLV.  I actually enrolled for one class starting today, and planned the next 2 years of my life.  Unfortunately, because it has been so long since I attended school, it is going to take a while.  Some of my classes don't even count.  That's a bummer.  I am changing majors.  I am switching from Elementary Ed. to Physical Ed.  Basically when I am done, I will be able to teach P.E. K-12.  It's a long, long road ahead.  How weird it was today to be back on campus.  Everyone so young, and beautiful.  Anyhow, I know I will be glad that I did it.  Wish me lots of luck, and pray for my brain power to come back.  My girls have sucked me dry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-5715970531069294937?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/5715970531069294937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=5715970531069294937' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5715970531069294937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5715970531069294937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/going-back-to-school.html' title='Going Back to School-'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R56M804ezhI/AAAAAAAAAU8/RaaEhhukkiU/s72-c/unlv-06-masthd-left.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-7031128786559100222</id><published>2008-01-27T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T18:17:23.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling All Shoppers!</title><content type='html'>Everyone please keep your eyes open for any decorative things you see that will go in the new room.  Ya know, brown and blue, stuff.  I still need an area rug, window treatments, things to hang on the walls.  Also, anything else cute in the color scheme.  I am kind of busy this time of year with softball and things, and don't get to the stores as often.  This way, if you see something, you can let me know where and what and how much.  I would really appreciate it.  Also, if you just can't resist, go ahead and purchase it, and get it in the mail to me, as a special gift.  Ha ha- Just had to say that.  &lt;br /&gt;Haven't heard anything yet about how Todd and Shannon are doing in Nicaragua.  Please keep them in your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-7031128786559100222?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/7031128786559100222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=7031128786559100222' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7031128786559100222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7031128786559100222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/calling-all-shoppers.html' title='Calling All Shoppers!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-4058626207725043176</id><published>2008-01-25T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:34.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Couch Arrived!</title><content type='html'>Nothing is in place yet, and I still need new curtains, an area rug, and pillows.  However, just thought I would share a picture of the couch to show everyone how much darker it is than it originally looked in the other picture.  Still so much left to do.  The good news is that Madison's tournament in California for this weekend just got cancelled because of rain.  So we can probably get things back in order around here!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5ogA04ezgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/wKBVsBjhrFk/s1600-h/S4300136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5ogA04ezgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/wKBVsBjhrFk/s200/S4300136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159471521673956866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-4058626207725043176?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/4058626207725043176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=4058626207725043176' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4058626207725043176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4058626207725043176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/couch-arrived.html' title='The Couch Arrived!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5ogA04ezgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/wKBVsBjhrFk/s72-c/S4300136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-4914785953503197245</id><published>2008-01-23T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:35.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miah's 2nd Masterpiece!</title><content type='html'>Miah had her 2nd class today, and here is how the painting began-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5go5U4ezbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DaJWtwA8PEY/s1600-h/S4300130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5go5U4ezbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DaJWtwA8PEY/s200/S4300130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158918338476166578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it looked like this...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5gpKE4ezcI/AAAAAAAAAT8/NgDrPi1BJq0/s1600-h/S4300131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5gpKE4ezcI/AAAAAAAAAT8/NgDrPi1BJq0/s200/S4300131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158918626238975426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5gpi04ezdI/AAAAAAAAAUE/MN2Awq-fcnU/s1600-h/S4300132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5gpi04ezdI/AAAAAAAAAUE/MN2Awq-fcnU/s200/S4300132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158919051440737746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it looked, beautiful like this, when it was all done!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5gp2U4ezeI/AAAAAAAAAUM/jD4vmuUDCyE/s1600-h/S4300134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5gp2U4ezeI/AAAAAAAAAUM/jD4vmuUDCyE/s200/S4300134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158919386448186850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5gqF04ezfI/AAAAAAAAAUU/nVrvGEunGCw/s1600-h/S4300135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5gqF04ezfI/AAAAAAAAAUU/nVrvGEunGCw/s200/S4300135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158919652736159218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-4914785953503197245?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/4914785953503197245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=4914785953503197245' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4914785953503197245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4914785953503197245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/miahs-2nd-masterpiece.html' title='Miah&apos;s 2nd Masterpiece!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5go5U4ezbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DaJWtwA8PEY/s72-c/S4300130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-6820848251187962400</id><published>2008-01-22T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:36.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely, New, Addition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5ZZz-2goBI/AAAAAAAAATs/vts4XIuSZ0o/s1600-h/S4300114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5ZZz-2goBI/AAAAAAAAATs/vts4XIuSZ0o/s320/S4300114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158409172779311122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another new thing that will be going in this room, is this lovely 42" "one eyed demon".  Ha ha!  Teri, Laurie, Jen, you all get it I am sure.  Anyhow, we bought this lovely flat screen for Christmas.  It has already brought many hours of fun and excitement into our home.  It makes playing the video games even more fun, because the graphics and things are so big.  Anyway, I think it will look nice in our updated room.  They didn't end up finishing the floors today.  Long story...Tomorrow they should be done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-6820848251187962400?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/6820848251187962400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=6820848251187962400' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6820848251187962400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6820848251187962400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-difference-few-years-make.html' title='Lovely, New, Addition!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5ZZz-2goBI/AAAAAAAAATs/vts4XIuSZ0o/s72-c/S4300114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-2562344339477966195</id><published>2008-01-22T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:37.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Sofa!</title><content type='html'>Here is a picture of the new sofa that will be going into the family room.  It looks lighter in the picture than it really is. It also looks much smaller in this picture.  But I just thought, I would share in my room re-do, since that is what I have been doing.   The good news is that it is made of microfiber, which is suppose to be the best material to have with children.  We also paid an extra $119.00 for a stain treatment.  It's good for 7 years.  If we can't get the stain out, they will send someone out.  Then if it is still stained they will replace that portion of the couch.  Sounded like a pretty win win situation.  The other day we were at the clearance center at Walker Furniture and they had this huge chocolate brown ottoman for $140.00.  All 3 of the girls could lay on it at the same time.  If that is still around, I might go get it. What do you think?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5YTHu2goAI/AAAAAAAAATc/acWrK39vN4s/s1600-h/sofa+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5YTHu2goAI/AAAAAAAAATc/acWrK39vN4s/s400/sofa+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158331446756155394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best thing about doing all of this painting and new floors, is the spring cleaning that is going on with it.  Because you don't want to paint over dusty door jams, and you have to pull out the stove, and fridge..so we cleaned all of the grease off the side of the stove.  It's gross how much dust was in our house.  I can admit, that mine probably has more than anyone of you who are reading this post.  Jen, Mom, Dena, Laurie, Teri, you guys are all my idols, when it comes to your cleanliness.  I just don't have it in me.  Shannon, I just couldn't include you in that list.  You are better than me, but you are not in their elite category.  Just continue to pray for me.  Please, pray for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-2562344339477966195?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/2562344339477966195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=2562344339477966195' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2562344339477966195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2562344339477966195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-sofa.html' title='New Sofa!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5YTHu2goAI/AAAAAAAAATc/acWrK39vN4s/s72-c/sofa+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-8980566741274854684</id><published>2008-01-21T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:37.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Chocolate in the Family Room!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5VIHu2gn9I/AAAAAAAAATE/nujiAh3a0HQ/s1600-h/S4300130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5VIHu2gn9I/AAAAAAAAATE/nujiAh3a0HQ/s320/S4300130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158108245895716818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They finished the floor in the family room today, and will be back tomorrow to finish the floor and the baseboards.  I decided to take another chance and paint a little bit of chocolate brown in the room.  When it's all put back together, I think it will look sharp.  Hopefully......&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5VIrO2gn-I/AAAAAAAAATM/KTHKeGfSF1c/s1600-h/S4300132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5VIrO2gn-I/AAAAAAAAATM/KTHKeGfSF1c/s320/S4300132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158108855781072866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course the girls want to help!  They have actually been pretty helpful.  Charles is still in first place, as far as that goes though.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5VI-u2gn_I/AAAAAAAAATU/v2OhkTDPxYw/s1600-h/S4300133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5VI-u2gn_I/AAAAAAAAATU/v2OhkTDPxYw/s320/S4300133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158109190788521970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to do something with those darn cabinets.  Who knows?  I will try and keep all of my fans updated as I have been.  I think I should get some blogger award or something.  What do you think Shannon?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-8980566741274854684?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/8980566741274854684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=8980566741274854684' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/8980566741274854684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/8980566741274854684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/little-chocolate-in-family-room.html' title='A Little Chocolate in the Family Room!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5VIHu2gn9I/AAAAAAAAATE/nujiAh3a0HQ/s72-c/S4300130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-5837776813041662013</id><published>2008-01-21T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:37.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5Tlze2gn8I/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZwEgAULTpX8/s1600-h/S4300132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5Tlze2gn8I/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZwEgAULTpX8/s320/S4300132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158000145863843778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started the floors this morning.  This is how it looks so far!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-5837776813041662013?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/5837776813041662013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=5837776813041662013' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5837776813041662013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5837776813041662013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/making-progress.html' title='Making Progress'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5Tlze2gn8I/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZwEgAULTpX8/s72-c/S4300132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-3830714914805158905</id><published>2008-01-20T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:38.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I Went For It!</title><content type='html'>I have been wanting to change the paint color for a while now.  I figured while the carpet is out, and the new floor isn't yet in- what better time?  I have wanted to do blue, it seems like the latest.  But, I have been a bit scared.  Well, no turning back now.  We are officially blue.  Blues and browns will be the new color scheme.  The picture is a bit hard to see, cuz it's already dark here.  But tell me what you think so far?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5P1k-2gn6I/AAAAAAAAASs/gSMgo8Twjns/s1600-h/S4300131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5P1k-2gn6I/AAAAAAAAASs/gSMgo8Twjns/s320/S4300131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157736013965074338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles has been working hard all day!  From painting, to pulling up carpet, moving furniture, etc....  What a great guy!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5P15e2gn7I/AAAAAAAAAS0/mx6jKgwv71s/s1600-h/S4300130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5P15e2gn7I/AAAAAAAAAS0/mx6jKgwv71s/s320/S4300130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157736366152392626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-3830714914805158905?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/3830714914805158905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=3830714914805158905' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3830714914805158905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/3830714914805158905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-i-went-for-it.html' title='Well, I Went For It!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5P1k-2gn6I/AAAAAAAAASs/gSMgo8Twjns/s72-c/S4300131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-807311761716994980</id><published>2008-01-20T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:38.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fun Begins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5NrxO2gn4I/AAAAAAAAASc/Fjn0eCSF3Z8/s1600-h/S4300131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5NrxO2gn4I/AAAAAAAAASc/Fjn0eCSF3Z8/s320/S4300131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157584491813838722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On New Year's Eve we had a bit of a flood around here.  Our washing machine went a little haywire.  So we had a lot of water damage to our floors.  We went thru ourn homeowners insurance and filed a claim.  Now we have just started demolition, because they are coming to lay the new floors tomorrow.  We have a lot of work to get done today!  I think I may even paint today since all of the carpet will be picked up and base boards off and stuff.  I will take pictures and keep everyone up to date, with the exciting work.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5Nr-O2gn5I/AAAAAAAAASk/0aOGvmuV7bU/s1600-h/S4300132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5Nr-O2gn5I/AAAAAAAAASk/0aOGvmuV7bU/s320/S4300132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157584715152138130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the big pile of new laminate wood flooring, just waiting to be installed!  It's darker than what we had before.  I am excited to see it in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-807311761716994980?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/807311761716994980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=807311761716994980' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/807311761716994980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/807311761716994980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/fun-begins.html' title='The Fun Begins!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R5NrxO2gn4I/AAAAAAAAASc/Fjn0eCSF3Z8/s72-c/S4300131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-5990274064820594279</id><published>2008-01-16T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:38.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Aritist in the Family!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R47qlu2gn2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/kJ3PUwpI-jo/s1600-h/S4300128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R47qlu2gn2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/kJ3PUwpI-jo/s400/S4300128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156316557338517346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miah's big Christmas present was taking a begining oil painting class.  Her first class was today.  She is very lucky because she ended up being the only person in the class.  This is her very first painting.  She did the whole thing by herself.  I am just amazed.  I have no artistic talents whatsoever!!!!!  She must get it from her Papa Scott.  Just wanted to share this beautiful painting with all of our loved ones.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R47rV-2gn3I/AAAAAAAAAR8/QHnn9i-AmIQ/s1600-h/S4300129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R47rV-2gn3I/AAAAAAAAAR8/QHnn9i-AmIQ/s400/S4300129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156317386267205490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-5990274064820594279?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/5990274064820594279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=5990274064820594279' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5990274064820594279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/5990274064820594279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/aritist-in-family.html' title='An Aritist in the Family!!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R47qlu2gn2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/kJ3PUwpI-jo/s72-c/S4300128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-7179737801617754370</id><published>2008-01-16T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T08:35:00.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Rice</title><content type='html'>I found this new web site.  You go to this web site and take a vocabulary quiz.  For every word you get right, they donate 20 grains of rice to needy countries.  It's a great way to keep sharp, and you help feed the hungry. Go to www.freerice.com/index.php&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-7179737801617754370?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/7179737801617754370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=7179737801617754370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7179737801617754370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7179737801617754370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/free-rice.html' title='Free Rice'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-2136704304136636524</id><published>2008-01-15T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:39.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Many Faces of 12!</title><content type='html'>12 is not an easy age to parent.  Hormones, added into the mix is not exactly helpful.  I try to remind myself that the way she seems like a different kid every day, is the way I must seem to change with the wind to my husband.  The only difference is, she thinks she knows it all, and I really do know it all.  Ha ha! This first look, is the "who me" look.  I promise, I didn't do anything- and if you believe that then you are dumber than I thought look.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R42j6u2gnzI/AAAAAAAAARc/xppyNfR5vg4/s1600-h/S4300057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R42j6u2gnzI/AAAAAAAAARc/xppyNfR5vg4/s320/S4300057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155957377813487410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Madison has finals this week, and it's been a bit of a challenge this semester.  She does need to score well on these tests.  I think sometimes that I care more about how she does, than she does.  That can be frustrating.  This next look, is the mom quit lecturing me look.  Blah, blah, blah...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R42hXe2gnwI/AAAAAAAAARE/qyo0g9wKF1g/s1600-h/S4300053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R42hXe2gnwI/AAAAAAAAARE/qyo0g9wKF1g/s320/S4300053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155954573199843074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next look, is my favorite look.  This is when she is being the sweet big sister, and wanting to be a part of our family.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R42kqu2gn1I/AAAAAAAAARs/mrsKIxAJNPA/s1600-h/S4300061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R42kqu2gn1I/AAAAAAAAARs/mrsKIxAJNPA/s320/S4300061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155958202447208274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-2136704304136636524?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/2136704304136636524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=2136704304136636524' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2136704304136636524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2136704304136636524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/many-faces-of-12.html' title='The Many Faces of 12!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R42j6u2gnzI/AAAAAAAAARc/xppyNfR5vg4/s72-c/S4300057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-6040142484133531378</id><published>2008-01-14T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:41.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coyoytes '08 Softball Team</title><content type='html'>Just thought I would post some pictures from today of my crazy, fun team.  This group of girls definitely has a lot of fun!  They are the first group, in all 5 years that I have been coaching there, that no one is in eligible after first semester grades.  We were all excited about that.  We start playing in a couple of weeks.  I think we are going to have a great season!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4whcO2gnlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/zpNtDrMtaCs/s1600-h/S4300115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4whcO2gnlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/zpNtDrMtaCs/s320/S4300115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155532442339155538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4wh1e2gnmI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NYKM3I_XsEc/s1600-h/S4300118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4wh1e2gnmI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NYKM3I_XsEc/s320/S4300118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155532876130852450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4wiB-2gnnI/AAAAAAAAAP0/IKH56xUTq08/s1600-h/S4300119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4wiB-2gnnI/AAAAAAAAAP0/IKH56xUTq08/s320/S4300119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155533090879217266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4wiTO2gnoI/AAAAAAAAAP8/37oOftKRNK8/s1600-h/S4300120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4wi9u2gnrI/AAAAAAAAAQU/t6cYDBwEMLk/s320/S4300124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155534117376401074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4wjJO2gnsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/pD0pMSjTqkU/s1600-h/S4300127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4wjJO2gnsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/pD0pMSjTqkU/s320/S4300127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155534314944896706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4wjXu2gntI/AAAAAAAAAQk/HbkeIHLrtR4/s1600-h/S4300128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4wjXu2gntI/AAAAAAAAAQk/HbkeIHLrtR4/s320/S4300128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155534564052999890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4wjju2gnuI/AAAAAAAAAQs/JN6wS1HpKFU/s1600-h/S4300131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4wjju2gnuI/AAAAAAAAAQs/JN6wS1HpKFU/s320/S4300131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155534770211430114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-6040142484133531378?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/6040142484133531378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=6040142484133531378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6040142484133531378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/6040142484133531378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/coyoytes-08-softball-team.html' title='Coyoytes &apos;08 Softball Team'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4whcO2gnlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/zpNtDrMtaCs/s72-c/S4300115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-83816081353275260</id><published>2008-01-13T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:41.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ELECTION '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4ra1-2gnkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/tcDOR0tDB8w/s1600-h/presidents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4ra1-2gnkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/tcDOR0tDB8w/s320/presidents.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155173344418504258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This is the first election where I have felt so torn.  For the first time, I have considered voting outside of my normal republican party.  Only, a small consideration!  I like different things about different candidates- yet have little faith in one person, and all they represent.  Lately we have had some religous conversations, so I figured political should be next!&lt;br /&gt;  If you know who you are voting for please tell me who and why.  Also, if you know someone you won't vote for, tell me, and also why.  The only thing I know, is that I won't be voting for Hillary.  She just drives me nuts. Plus, I would rather have a man in office, it's just as simple as that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-83816081353275260?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/83816081353275260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=83816081353275260' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/83816081353275260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/83816081353275260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/election-08.html' title='ELECTION &apos;08'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4ra1-2gnkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/tcDOR0tDB8w/s72-c/presidents.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-7272685942993949966</id><published>2008-01-11T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:41.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning Excitement!</title><content type='html'>I think all of us mom's would agree that everything that goes into Christmas is pretty exhausting!  I won't even go into those details, because we all know what it is we go through.  I just wanted to share some pictures, that make it all worth it.  These next couple of pictures are of my 3 girls when they opened their WII-Of course "things" only bring momentary happiness.  But, I loved seeing their excitement on Christmas morning!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4eSBO2gnhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/G38NxdySKbU/s1600-h/S4300089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4eSBO2gnhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/G38NxdySKbU/s320/S4300089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154248848413072914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4eSPO2gniI/AAAAAAAAAPM/2erqipqH93U/s1600-h/S4300090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4eSPO2gniI/AAAAAAAAAPM/2erqipqH93U/s320/S4300090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154249088931241506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4eSa-2gnjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/9joqwigemts/s1600-h/S4300091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4eSa-2gnjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/9joqwigemts/s320/S4300091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154249290794704434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-7272685942993949966?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/7272685942993949966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=7272685942993949966' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7272685942993949966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/7272685942993949966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-morning-excitement.html' title='Christmas Morning Excitement!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4eSBO2gnhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/G38NxdySKbU/s72-c/S4300089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-4626678971842836</id><published>2008-01-10T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T08:52:39.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's help one another!</title><content type='html'>As many of you know, I spent way too many years in a legalistic church.  Thankfully, I grew up in church, so I do have another "church experience", to cling to.  A positive, bible teaching, experience to hang on to.  Of course when you have many people go throgh the same thing, everyones experiences are different.  Many similarities, yet different.  For some, this "church experience" of legalism, control, and cult like dynamics, is their only experience.  When the word of God has been twisted by man, how do you again learn to trust?  When your "friends" from church dismiss you as a miserable, backsliden soul, now that you left "that" church.  When the church you left has spoken unkind things about every church in town, and it's hard to find a place to worship.  When you hear a pastor deliver a sermon and you automatically question his intent...........So many questions.  Are there any answers?  I am asking christians, non-christians, to tell about your experiences and how you have gotten through them.  Maybe you weren't in such a legalistic place, but were just hurt by other christians, or felt betrayed by someone in leadership.  Any experience having to do with church, and what and where did you find strength?  Please share!!!!  If you know someone who you think would have something to share, but probably isn't reading my blog, please send them a note, or link them to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-4626678971842836?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/4626678971842836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=4626678971842836' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4626678971842836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/4626678971842836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/lets-help-one-another.html' title='Let&apos;s help one another!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542949758809232411.post-2774776525847084550</id><published>2008-01-09T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:06:42.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Alyssa Johns!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4WPC-2gnbI/AAAAAAAAAN8/n0dqGs08J_o/s1600-h/taylor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4WPC-2gnbI/AAAAAAAAAN8/n0dqGs08J_o/s320/taylor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153682629989539250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she gorgeous!  Just wanted everyone to meet Taylor.  Isn't she adorable, precious and sweet.  It brings back so many memories of my three girls when they were newborns.  In fact, that might be the last time they were so precious.  I say that because Mikelle is in "fit" mode as we speak.  I need Super Nanny or something.  I really do use the techniques and stuff, but some days, I would rather they were just newborns again, so they didn't speak.  I know that statement isn't going to award me super mom of the year award.  But I am ok with that!  Tonight when I tuck them in, and they look so cute and sweet, my heart will soften once again.  But that isn't for another hour and a half.  I just pray we all make it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7542949758809232411-2774776525847084550?l=myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/feeds/2774776525847084550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7542949758809232411&amp;postID=2774776525847084550' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2774776525847084550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7542949758809232411/posts/default/2774776525847084550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrealworldvegas.blogspot.com/2008/01/taylor-alyssa-johns.html' title='Taylor Alyssa Johns!'/><author><name>One-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14937743553753478135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZucigujWS8/R4WPC-2gnbI/AAAAAAAAAN8/n0dqGs08J_o/s72-c/taylor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
