<?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-4933330048143260342</id><updated>2012-01-28T11:19:48.896-06:00</updated><category term='sad'/><category term='new look'/><category term='trips'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='just stuff'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='bingo'/><category term='army stuff'/><category term='Dear Someone'/><category term='muffin top'/><category term='my sexy car'/><category term='HOT'/><category term='coffee is good'/><category term='family'/><category term='iraq'/><category term='VFW'/><category term='going nuts'/><category term='confused'/><category term='guitar'/><category 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>327</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-2729370305496565716</id><published>2012-01-16T10:10:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:10:00.686-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Button'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being pregnant'/><title type='text'>24 weeks!</title><content type='html'>I saw this survey on &lt;a href="http://southernrootsandcombatboots.blogspot.com/"&gt;Southern Roots &amp;amp; Combat Boots&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It is different so thought I'd give it a shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is this your first pregnancy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well, no.&amp;nbsp; I lost our little Sprout in July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When did you find out you were pregnant?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Around the beginning of October.&amp;nbsp; I'm thinking maybe the 6th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was it planned?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yes and no.&amp;nbsp; We had been trying to getting pregnant for about two years.&amp;nbsp; I lost Sprout about three weeks before I got pregnant.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't expecting it to happen so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What was your first reaction?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; To tell Matt and keep our mouths shut till we knew everything was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who was with you when you found out?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Matt was in his bathroom.&amp;nbsp; I told him and he was like, "How did that happen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who was the first person you told?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did your parents react?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  They were happy but I made my mom keep it a secret for almost 3 weeks.&amp;nbsp; That almost drove her to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How far along are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 24 weeks today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What was your first symptom?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My boobs hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is your due date?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; May 7, 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know the sex of the baby?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  It's a girl.&amp;nbsp; Bring on the pink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you picked out names?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; There is one that we have agreed on.&amp;nbsp; Not sure if that will be her name for sure.&amp;nbsp; But we are going to keep it a secret.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How much weight have you gained?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I found out Friday I have gained 18 pounds.&amp;nbsp; The doctor didn't say it was too much so that's a good thing.&amp;nbsp; I did mention that I've grabbed a cookie on my way back to bed a couple of times in the middle of the night and he said try not to get into a habit of doing that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have stretch marks?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Only on my boobs.&amp;nbsp; I've used about a gallon of cocoa butter so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you felt the baby move?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; All the time.&amp;nbsp; She moves a lot during the day and when I lay down to go to bed.&amp;nbsp; Twice she has woken up and decided it was time to party in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you heard the heartbeat?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yes, several times.&amp;nbsp; Matt has too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Home or hospital birth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hospital for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Natural or medicated birth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; MEDICATED.&amp;nbsp; I made sure to tell the doctor at my last appointment that I will want all the drugs he can give me.&amp;nbsp; He said, "That's what we have them for."&amp;nbsp; Whoo who!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who will be in the delivery room with you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Only my husband, if he can behave.&amp;nbsp; Anyone else will be escorted out by security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you breastfeed?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oh gawd!&amp;nbsp; I don't know.&amp;nbsp; If it works out then it does.&amp;nbsp; If it doesn't, then I'm not going to force it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think you'll need a c-section?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  I have no idea.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you cry when you hold the baby for the first time?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I have no idea. Most likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's the first thing you might say to her?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you let someone videotape the birth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hell no!&amp;nbsp; Anyone with a camera will also be escorted out by security.&amp;nbsp; I don't even want any pictures of my child until she is cleaned up and wearing clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you excited about the birth, or scared?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mostly scared to death.&amp;nbsp; I'll be excited once it is over.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best moment this week?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Going to the doctor and hearing her heart beating.&amp;nbsp; Last night, she was kicking me so Matt put his hand on my stomach.&amp;nbsp; Then she was still.&amp;nbsp; As soon as he took his had off, she kicked me hard, twice.&amp;nbsp; She never kicks when his hand is on my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-2729370305496565716?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2729370305496565716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=2729370305496565716&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2729370305496565716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2729370305496565716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2012/01/24-weeks.html' title='24 weeks!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-8128920448051768041</id><published>2012-01-12T10:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T10:55:00.558-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chloe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the pups'/><title type='text'>Miss Chloe and the Pups</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;People keep telling me that once the baby comes I'll basically forget about the pups.  Rest assured, I will not.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I'd like to introduce you to my "sister".  Miss Chloe.  She is my mom's dog.  Her and Ozzy used to be lovers.&amp;nbsp; She is about a year younger than Ozzy.&amp;nbsp; She has always been a young at heart kinda gal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;She can tear apart any toy in less than 5 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Her primary mission is to get the squeaker out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CbVggJbgH70/Tw8KbndH0MI/AAAAAAAABAM/l3TX82XDlbs/s320/20120110163620.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Chloe has the diabetes.&amp;nbsp; Mom has to give her a shot every morning and night.&amp;nbsp; She's stayed with us before when mom and dad went out of town and couldn't take her with them.&amp;nbsp; I can give her her meds too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;She is even more spoiled than any of my pups.&amp;nbsp; She let's mom and dad live with her basically.&amp;nbsp; It's her house.&amp;nbsp; They just pay the bills for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;She gets free range of the house while they are at work.&amp;nbsp; This is her spot of choice:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KIfDrSNFTBQ/Tw8KX_5QEbI/AAAAAAAAA_8/1b97FrN8IW8/s1600/chloe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KIfDrSNFTBQ/Tw8KX_5QEbI/AAAAAAAAA_8/1b97FrN8IW8/s320/chloe.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;On the back of the couch.&amp;nbsp; Whenever I talk to mom, I always ask her, "What's Chloe doing?"&amp;nbsp; She'll always say, "Laying on the couch."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;She loves to play with Mister Vinnie, for awhile.&amp;nbsp; Her and Ozzy like to take naps together.&amp;nbsp; And I think she is jealous of Miss Princess because she's pretty too.&amp;nbsp; Chloe likes to be #1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JcHvwoaZIhQ/Tw8KdmJxE5I/AAAAAAAABAU/Fpg8WnCiijo/s1600/chloe1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JcHvwoaZIhQ/Tw8KdmJxE5I/AAAAAAAABAU/Fpg8WnCiijo/s320/chloe1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;See, spoiled. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;But, she's a good girl.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mister Vinnie, he's been pretty good lately.&amp;nbsp; He's a daddy's boy, of course.&amp;nbsp; Matt had drill this past weekend.&amp;nbsp; Poor little Vinnie walked around all weekend kind of in a daze.&amp;nbsp; Like, a &lt;i&gt;where-is-my-daddy-at&lt;/i&gt; daze.&amp;nbsp; When Matt came home, Vinnie didn't even know who I was.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Vinnie's favorite thing to do right now &lt;s&gt;besides follow Matt around&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp; is to lay on or near my stomach.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He'll be a good big brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r9Ng7ZnVT8g/Tw8KgAsZDhI/AAAAAAAABAc/wJqtgd-q6kA/s1600/vinpaul.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r9Ng7ZnVT8g/Tw8KgAsZDhI/AAAAAAAABAc/wJqtgd-q6kA/s320/vinpaul.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Miss Princess had surgery between Christmas and New Year's.&amp;nbsp; She had a lump on her breast that had to be removed.&amp;nbsp; The vet said it wasn't cancerous and that they shouldn't come back.&amp;nbsp; He said it had something to do with us getting her fixed when she was older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;But she did good with the surgery.&amp;nbsp; She was supposed to take it easy for 3 days but she didn't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jxZCvV8dEkQ/Tw8Kjemuh8I/AAAAAAAABAk/JfdizWAvFPg/s320/miss+p.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Ozzy, well he's been Ozzy.&amp;nbsp; He likes to nap and rough house with his brother.&amp;nbsp; I don't think he's too pumped about this "baby sister" thing.&amp;nbsp; He's always been a mommy's boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M3X1k6E-RiY/Tw8KZt8Zn1I/AAAAAAAABAE/V3IUuJjPqmM/s1600/0826111915.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M3X1k6E-RiY/Tw8KZt8Zn1I/AAAAAAAABAE/V3IUuJjPqmM/s320/0826111915.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I go to the doctor tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; I feel the baby kick all the time.&amp;nbsp; I don't think she sleeps much during the day but she does let me sleep at night, for now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hope you all have a great weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-8128920448051768041?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8128920448051768041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=8128920448051768041&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8128920448051768041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8128920448051768041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2012/01/miss-chloe-and-pups.html' title='Miss Chloe and the Pups'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CbVggJbgH70/Tw8KbndH0MI/AAAAAAAABAM/l3TX82XDlbs/s72-c/20120110163620.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-1736394868495998463</id><published>2011-12-30T11:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T11:05:15.997-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Button'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>I realize I am extremely late doing the mandatory "how our Christmas went" post. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Button is going to be one spoiled little baby.&amp;nbsp; She got some Cardinals oneies, some more oneies, some bibs, a cloth book, a sock monkey, gift cards, and a Cardinals receiving blanket.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure I'm forgetting something too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in general, Christmas went better than usual.&amp;nbsp; We didn't play the whole, let's go to every party we are invited to.&amp;nbsp; We even took some naps last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday mom and I went to the fabric store and between the two of us, we got enough material to make Button about 7 flannel blankets.&amp;nbsp; I realize kids puke and poop on stuff but really, will she really need a different one for each day of the week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, I got her crib, dresser, and bookshelf ordered.&amp;nbsp; It should be here sometime soon.&amp;nbsp; Then, I'll get Matt busy putting it together.&amp;nbsp; I also ordered a wall decal for her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't really thought too much about names yet.&amp;nbsp; We only found out she was a girl on last Thursday and then we were busy with Christmas and then it was back to work.&amp;nbsp; I might keep that a secret anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still moves around a ton and I love it.&amp;nbsp; Not a day goes by that I am not thankful for her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my mom's Etsy shop started.&amp;nbsp; We still have to get a bunch of stuff added but you can check it out &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/buttonshugsnstitches"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Make sure to check back to see what else will be added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a fantastic New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-1736394868495998463?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1736394868495998463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=1736394868495998463&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1736394868495998463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1736394868495998463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-641452765586351116</id><published>2011-12-22T10:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T10:58:24.197-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Button'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being pregnant'/><title type='text'>And Button is a...........</title><content type='html'>We found out today that our little Baby Button is perfect.&amp;nbsp; Button's heart, brain, fingers, toes, spine, head, and belly are all perfect.&amp;nbsp; Button is quite the little wiggle worm already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is a 90% chance that our little Button is a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;GIRL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to buy her some Christmas presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a Great Christmas!&amp;nbsp; Our present came early this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-641452765586351116?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/641452765586351116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=641452765586351116&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/641452765586351116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/641452765586351116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-button-is.html' title='And Button is a...........'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-8197619751319617349</id><published>2011-12-19T12:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T12:56:01.579-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>For your viewing pleasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Matt and I went to the doctor Friday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; We got to hear the heart beating.&amp;nbsp; It's such a relief every time I hear it.&amp;nbsp; The sonogram is set to happen Thursday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;You can still do the poll thingamajigger over there. ----&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;There have been several people that have been slightly obsessed with seeing pictures of my belly. There is not now, nor will there ever be, pictures of me, pregnant or not, with my bear stomach showing.&amp;nbsp; Sorry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;The Christmas rat race started for us Saturday.&amp;nbsp; We went to my Grandparent's Saturday and Matt's Grandparents Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HHnN5owASYE/Tu-CpElFtJI/AAAAAAAAA_o/R-UQ3a_RBz0/s1600/photo-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HHnN5owASYE/Tu-CpElFtJI/AAAAAAAAA_o/R-UQ3a_RBz0/s400/photo-1.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;The first picture comes to you from my Grandpa and Grandma's house.&amp;nbsp; I had thought that my belly was finally bigger than Matt's.&amp;nbsp; But looking at this picture, it's hard to say for sure.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure we were both pushing our belly's out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fZ_XJAQIFAk/Tu-CuJCIVlI/AAAAAAAAA_0/rk376-paksE/s1600/fam%2B%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fZ_XJAQIFAk/Tu-CuJCIVlI/AAAAAAAAA_0/rk376-paksE/s400/fam%2B%25282%2529.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;And here is a more, somewhat normal picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Today, I am 20 weeks pregnant and Baby Button is celebrating by doing flip flops in my tummy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I absolutely can not wait to find out if the baby is a boy or a girl.&amp;nbsp; I haven't bought a thing because I wanted to wait until we found out.&amp;nbsp; Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hope you are all having a great week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-8197619751319617349?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8197619751319617349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=8197619751319617349&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8197619751319617349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8197619751319617349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/12/for-your-viewing-pleasure.html' title='For your viewing pleasure'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HHnN5owASYE/Tu-CpElFtJI/AAAAAAAAA_o/R-UQ3a_RBz0/s72-c/photo-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-4998019209272993176</id><published>2011-12-14T12:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:56:27.484-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Button, School, ect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I took my last final last night.&amp;nbsp; I have to have about a 75 on it to get an A in the class.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I was able to pull that off.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm still undecided on what to do next semester. I really don't want to have to take an evening class.&amp;nbsp; The class I signed up for in the evenings is about 30 minutes from where I work and 45 minutes from where I live.&amp;nbsp; I'm due May 7th which is probably about the week of finals.&amp;nbsp; What if I have little Button in class?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I have a doctor's appointment this Friday.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, all will go well.&amp;nbsp; I still worry all the time.&amp;nbsp; I'm 99% sure that I feel Button move though.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I only had to call our insurance (Tri-Care) around 37 times to get my first sonogram covered.&amp;nbsp; As long as the doctor will say that I'm having my next sonogram for a reason that Tri-Care will cover, I will have one on the 22nd.&amp;nbsp; If not, I'm not doing it.&amp;nbsp; The first one would have cost around $1400.&amp;nbsp; No thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I put up a poll on the right sidebar of this page for you to vote if you think Button is a &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;My mom had her first craft show this past weekend.&amp;nbsp; It was a pretty good time.&amp;nbsp; We did a lot of people watching, sold some stuff, and ate some movie theater popcorn.&amp;nbsp; You can click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/buttonshugsnstitches"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to visit her Facebook page.&amp;nbsp; My goal is to have her an etsy website made before school starts back up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I also need to get around to showing you all a picture of my big belly. I eat cookies everyday.&amp;nbsp; It's amazing to be able to get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This weekend our holiday family togethernessism begins.&amp;nbsp; No one better touch my stomach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hope you are all having a great week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-4998019209272993176?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4998019209272993176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=4998019209272993176&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4998019209272993176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4998019209272993176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/12/button-school-ect.html' title='Button, School, ect.'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-4614353848951022287</id><published>2011-12-05T12:47:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T14:21:41.741-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Button'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being pregnant'/><title type='text'>Pregnancy: 18 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How far along?&lt;/b&gt; 18 weeks today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total weight gain/loss:&lt;/b&gt; Who knows?&amp;nbsp; I gained probably more than average the first two months because I quit my weekend job and took up laying on the couch.&amp;nbsp; I would say altogether, I've gained about 15 pounds.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How big is the baby?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; According to my phone Button is approximately 5 inches long and weighs about 5.3 ounces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maternity clothes?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Oh gawd.&amp;nbsp; I think maternity clothes are a big waste of money.&amp;nbsp; I bought two pairs of jeans after I found out I was pregnant that are a size bigger than normal.&amp;nbsp; They still fit without my belly band (for now).&amp;nbsp; Although sometimes I unbutton them when I'm sitting at my desk.&amp;nbsp; Especially right after lunch.&amp;nbsp; I've bought a couple of shirts.&amp;nbsp; I bought a couple pairs of yoga pants.&amp;nbsp; A girl at work gave me a couple pairs of pants and a couple shirts. I can pretty much wear whatever to work, so I am going to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleep: &lt;/b&gt;Well, I think I'm over the being exhausted all of the time.&amp;nbsp; But at night, I wake up many times to pee.&amp;nbsp; The dogs look at me like I'm nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best moment this week&lt;/b&gt;: Saturday afternoon nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Movement: &lt;/b&gt;I feel little flutters every now and then.&amp;nbsp; It mostly happens while I am at work so I'm guessing Button doesn't like it here either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food cravings:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;In no particular order and not mixed together:&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;hash brown casserole, Kit Kats, pickles, cookies, any sweets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gender:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Don't know.&amp;nbsp; Should find out the 22nd but I think it's a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Labor Signs:&lt;/b&gt; Oh good gawd no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Belly Button in or out? &lt;/b&gt;In, gross. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stretch marks?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; On my boobaculs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I miss:&lt;/b&gt; Cigarettes and booze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I am looking forward to: &lt;/b&gt;My next doctors appointment and finding out if Button is a girl or boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weekly Wisdom: &lt;/b&gt;Hmmm, I only feel dumber lately, not smarter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Milestones:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I wore a maternity shirt (and pants) for the first time to Matt's Christmas party on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Current Annoyance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; People that think it is cool to touch my stomach.&amp;nbsp; I've snapped twice about that.&amp;nbsp; (Told ya I would).&amp;nbsp; Also, people who put their two cents in on stuff that's none of their business.&amp;nbsp; For example, drugs vs. no drugs during labor and breastfeeding vs. formula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hope you all have a lovely week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; 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line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-4614353848951022287?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4614353848951022287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=4614353848951022287&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4614353848951022287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4614353848951022287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/12/pregancy-18-weeks.html' title='Pregnancy: 18 weeks'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-2797543993816933328</id><published>2011-11-21T14:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T09:25:10.744-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Button'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talk to us Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinnie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being pregnant'/><title type='text'>Mini-Meltdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I worry about Button, a lot.&amp;nbsp; Everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Last night I had a bad dream.&amp;nbsp; I won't go into details.&amp;nbsp; I woke up crying.&amp;nbsp; Matt asked me if something hurt.&amp;nbsp; I told him no that I had a bad dream.&amp;nbsp; That was around 5:30.&amp;nbsp; I don't think I really went back to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This morning I had a mini-meltdown.&amp;nbsp; It had been 4 weeks since I had been to my doctor.&amp;nbsp; And I wasn't supposed to go back until&lt;i&gt; next &lt;/i&gt;Friday.&amp;nbsp; I called there and talked to the nurse.&amp;nbsp; Told her what my problem was.&amp;nbsp; Cried a little.&amp;nbsp; She said to come in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;They found a heartbeat.&amp;nbsp; Every thing's fine.&amp;nbsp; Little Button was moving around a lot according to the doctor.&amp;nbsp; I cried some more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I told the doctor I thought I felt Button move sometimes.&amp;nbsp; He said I probably did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I also told him about Vinnie.&amp;nbsp; Vinnie likes to lay his head on my stomach when I'm sitting on the couch.&amp;nbsp; And lay on my stomach in bed.&amp;nbsp; I told him he only weighs 7 pounds.&amp;nbsp; The doctor said that it's fine for him to lay on me and he probably knows what's going on.&amp;nbsp; I thought that was cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the nurse if I was the biggest drama queen that they have ever had to deal with.&amp;nbsp; She said, "No, far from it."&amp;nbsp; So, I guess that's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The doctor says that my hormones should be easier to manage soon.&amp;nbsp; It's horrible.&amp;nbsp; If I'm not crying, I'm pissed about something or someone is annoying me.&amp;nbsp; Usually Matt.&amp;nbsp; And that's not good.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to be aggravated or annoyed all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe that's why I haven't been posting as much.&amp;nbsp; Cause I've been a mess.&amp;nbsp; This shit is no joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;But, most importantly Button is fine.&amp;nbsp; My next appointment is in 3.5 weeks.&amp;nbsp; Then I have a sonogram a week after that and we should be able to find out if it is a boy or a girl.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm going to try really hard not to worry.&amp;nbsp; I really am.&amp;nbsp; I'm guessing it's not good for me or Button.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm linking up with &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;Implusive Addict&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shawn&lt;/a&gt; for Talk to us Tuesday again.&amp;nbsp; Yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/HiRes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great week and a Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-2797543993816933328?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2797543993816933328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=2797543993816933328&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2797543993816933328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2797543993816933328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/11/mini-meltdown.html' title='Mini-Meltdown'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-5706279269044952966</id><published>2011-11-10T10:48:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:08:50.865-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>School Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I've been really slacking in the school department.&amp;nbsp; I got my first C in college (well, this time around) on a test last week. I only &lt;s&gt;studied&lt;/s&gt; crammed from 30 minutes before the test.&amp;nbsp; But in my defense, it was a hard test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I just don't want to study or do homework anymore.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't help that I can't remember &lt;s&gt;shit&lt;/s&gt; anything anymore either.&amp;nbsp; I only have 5 more weeks of class counting finals I think.&amp;nbsp; I need to find the motivation to pull my head out of &lt;s&gt;my ass&lt;/s&gt; the clouds and get with the program.&amp;nbsp; I could still get an A in my classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;After this semester, I have 6 classes left to take and then I'll have my Associates in Accounting, which was my first educational goal of several.&amp;nbsp; No matter how I slice it, I think it will be the Spring of 2013 before I get those 6 classes done.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;It's hard to work full-time and go to school.&amp;nbsp; I can't even imagine throwing a child into the mix.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I will make it happen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I refuse to be a college drop-out again.&amp;nbsp; Not that I regret dropping out first time but this is different.&amp;nbsp; I'm 30 years old for Pete's sake.&amp;nbsp; And I'd like to be some kind of role model for my child someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Anyramble, next semester I registered for two classes.&amp;nbsp; I'm due the week of finals.&amp;nbsp; One class is Access and it's every Saturday in March.&amp;nbsp; I signed up to take this class before but ended up dropping it.&amp;nbsp; It always sounded like a good idea to only have to go to a class 4 times.&amp;nbsp; It's from 8 to 4.&amp;nbsp; But when I was working part-time, it wasn't as good of an idea as it sounded like.&amp;nbsp; You know, giving up a whole month of weekends.&amp;nbsp; Oh, by the way, I quit bar tending as soon as I found out I was pregnant.&amp;nbsp; But now, I have no life on the weekends so I'm thinking I may be able to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The other class I signed up for is on Tuesday nights.&amp;nbsp; I'm taking it with a friend so we will ride there together.&amp;nbsp; It is called Office Procedures.&amp;nbsp; We refer to it as the "How to Use a Fax Machine class".&amp;nbsp; Here is a description from the website that I copied and pasted:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Students handle office activities using the networked and laptop  computers in a simulated office environment. Students access software  including word processing, electronic mail and calendaring, and other  specialized software. Other topics include file management, reception,  postal services, internet usage, travel and forms preparation."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I mean really, I'm quite proficient in Internet usage and e-mailing.&amp;nbsp; I've tried everything for the last two years with my adviser to try to get out of this class. I asked to have my boss write a letter. I asked if there was anything I could substitute.&amp;nbsp; I asked if I could pay her off.&amp;nbsp; Not really but I'm guessing that wouldn't work either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So, I'm going to take it.&amp;nbsp; I'm guessing I won't have to think very much, which will be a good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So, I'm hoping to find the motivation I'm looking for and do some homework or something this weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hope you all have a great weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-5706279269044952966?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5706279269044952966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=5706279269044952966&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5706279269044952966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5706279269044952966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/11/school-blues.html' title='School Blues'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-1714541766865004750</id><published>2011-11-04T08:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T08:00:04.411-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Button'/><title type='text'>Something Special</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;First of all, I promise my blog won't become all about Button and being pregnant.&amp;nbsp; But as of right now, that's all I've got.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I went to the doctor last week.&amp;nbsp; I got to hear the Button's heartbeat.&amp;nbsp; It was really something special.&amp;nbsp; I guess it was so special because it's another reminder that Button is doing fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;We've been working on getting Button's room emptied out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Well let me backtrack.&amp;nbsp; We have three bedrooms in our house.&amp;nbsp; One is ours.&amp;nbsp; One was mine. And one was Matt's.&amp;nbsp; The one that was mine is going to be Button's room.&amp;nbsp; So I've been getting all of my stuff (guitars, books, cedar chest, ect.) out and moving to Matt's playroom.&amp;nbsp; Matt's playroom has all of his toy tractors and Cardinal bobbleheads in it.&amp;nbsp; And all of his Army stuff, lots of Army stuff.&amp;nbsp; We've both boxed up stuff and moved to the garage.&amp;nbsp; Matt's having a little bit of a hard time giving up his space.&amp;nbsp; Although, he has a whole garage of his own that has cable and internet so I'm not so sure what the problem is.&amp;nbsp; His Mom actually recommending boxing up all his toys and taking them to the garage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I found this picture frame and I had to have it.&amp;nbsp; It's the only thing we've bought for Button, so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--G3xKGhk0HM/TrM97ViyvsI/AAAAAAAAA-s/sJfRpVg1ukc/s1600/002a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--G3xKGhk0HM/TrM97ViyvsI/AAAAAAAAA-s/sJfRpVg1ukc/s320/002a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I want to wait until we find out if Button is a boy or a girl before I start buying a bunch of stuff.&amp;nbsp; We should be able to find out in about 6 weeks.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Fact:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;A Kit Kat makes everything better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Questions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;When will I actually look pregnant instead of just fat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hope you all have a great weekend!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-1714541766865004750?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1714541766865004750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=1714541766865004750&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1714541766865004750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1714541766865004750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/11/something-special.html' title='Something Special'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--G3xKGhk0HM/TrM97ViyvsI/AAAAAAAAA-s/sJfRpVg1ukc/s72-c/002a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-4693732068428421750</id><published>2011-10-26T12:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T12:51:59.469-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Button'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being pregnant'/><title type='text'>On pregnancy, so far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks for all your well wishes and congrats on my last post! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;A lot of people have asked me how I've felt.&amp;nbsp; Well, the truth is I've felt fine.&amp;nbsp; I haven't been sick at all.&amp;nbsp; I have been tired and somewhat grouchy.&amp;nbsp; But I think I haven't been as tired this week.&amp;nbsp; This week is week 12.&amp;nbsp; "They" say around this time I should start feeling better/having more energy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I've been eating a lot.&amp;nbsp; I don't really think it's because I'm hungry either.&amp;nbsp; I think it's more or less just something to do.&amp;nbsp; I figure that when you are pregnant, it's okay to look pregnant.&amp;nbsp; And don't tell me that I'm going to have to lose all the weight I gain either.&amp;nbsp; Because honestly, I don't care about that right now.&amp;nbsp; When the baby comes, I'll probably be too busy to eat anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;People have been getting on my nerves a lot.&amp;nbsp; For example, a lady I work with has a step-daughter that has a kid with one guy and is pregnant by another.&amp;nbsp; She doesn't work or go to school.&amp;nbsp; I think she's 21, barely.&amp;nbsp; First of all, her being pregnant and me being pregnant are not the same, in my opinion.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Well anyway, this lady asked me something about being pregnant.&amp;nbsp; I answered.&amp;nbsp; And then she proceeds to tell me how &lt;i&gt;huge&lt;/i&gt; her step-daughter as gotten.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I told her if anyone called me &lt;i&gt;huge&lt;/i&gt;, I'd snap.&amp;nbsp; Then she asks me about my jeans fitting. I kinda lost it a little.&amp;nbsp; I said that no, most of them don't fit anymore.&amp;nbsp; Then I started crying, went back to my office, and shut the door.&amp;nbsp; People are dumb.&amp;nbsp; Is it really anyone's business if&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; my&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; jeans fit or not?&amp;nbsp; I &lt;b&gt;didn't &lt;/b&gt;say to her when she quit smoking, "Hey, you sure are turning into a lardass."&amp;nbsp; In retrospect, maybe I should have.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I'm just being an emotional drama queen but really, are people dumb or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I now suffer from Can't Remember Shit Syndrome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I've also decided that if anyone decides it's cool for them to touch my stomach, I'll snap. And I mean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;According to my phone, (I'm Expecting app) Baby Button is about 2.5 inches.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; How cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;My doctor's appointment was cancelled last week because the doctor was delivering a baby.&amp;nbsp; So I had to reschedule this Friday.&amp;nbsp; I have a list of questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Last but not least, my mom got her new venture set up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/buttonshugsnstitches" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Here is a link to her facebook page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; She will be specializing in handmade baby items.&amp;nbsp; We need to get her a etsy shop or something set up still.&amp;nbsp; She already got invited to be a part of a craft fair here.&amp;nbsp; So she's been super busy trying to get stuff ready for that.&amp;nbsp; She seems super excited and I'm happy for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hope you all have a great week! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-4693732068428421750?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4693732068428421750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=4693732068428421750&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4693732068428421750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4693732068428421750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-pregnancy-so-far.html' title='On pregnancy, so far.'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-5570854094856775472</id><published>2011-10-18T09:41:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T09:44:38.253-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Button'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talk to us Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a little scared/nervous but not too much'/><title type='text'>I've been keeping a secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I don't really know how to beat around this bush and tell you my secret so I'll just come out and tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'M PREGNANT.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; As in 11 weeks pregnant. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how it happened, I mean I know how it happened but I didn't think it would happen.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;TMI alert &lt;/i&gt;- I never had my period after I had a &lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-angel.html"&gt;miscarriage&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I peed on a stick before we went camping at my grandpas, which would have been about the time I should have had my period.&amp;nbsp; I didn't pee a lot though.&amp;nbsp; It said I wasn't pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So I didn't think anymore about it until a month or so later when I still hadn't had a period.&amp;nbsp; So I took another test and it said I was pregnant.&amp;nbsp; Unless it was the immaculate conception, I knew the date and I was 7 weeks at the time.&amp;nbsp; (Vacation. Scamper. Just in case your wondering.) 7 weeks was a lot farther than I made it the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I had blood work done.&amp;nbsp; Everything looked good except my progesterone was a little low.&amp;nbsp; But they gave me some pills to take for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I didn't get in to see the doctor until last Wednesday.&amp;nbsp; And actually I just saw the nurse.&amp;nbsp; She didn't really &lt;i&gt;tell&lt;/i&gt; me a lot.&amp;nbsp; Except not to eat a lot of bologna, by the way I hate bologna, and some other random stuff. She didn't try to find a heartbeat or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, I pretty much demanded to know more.&amp;nbsp; I was still pretty scared at this point and still am actually because of what happened the last time.&amp;nbsp; So she scheduled me an appointment for last Friday for a sonogram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Matt took off work and went with me.&amp;nbsp; We saw the baby.&amp;nbsp; It was moving.&amp;nbsp; And it's heart was beating.&amp;nbsp; And it has two hands and two feet.&amp;nbsp; It's head is a little big but everyone says it's supposed to be and that it will grow into it.&amp;nbsp; But big head or not, we are thrilled and trying to stay optimistic.&amp;nbsp; The nurse thinks I'm due May 7th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm sharing this on Talk to us Tuesday hosted by &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shawn&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/HiRes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; I go to the doctor  Friday and I'm hoping he will tell us that everything should be okay.&amp;nbsp;  If you pray, please say a prayer for Baby Button.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-5570854094856775472?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5570854094856775472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=5570854094856775472&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5570854094856775472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5570854094856775472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/10/ive-been-keeping-secret.html' title='I&apos;ve been keeping a secret'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-1661385680986709420</id><published>2011-10-11T09:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T09:24:53.299-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talk to us Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Talk to us Tuesday - Randomnessism Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I've decided to link-up with &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;Impulsive Addict &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shawn&lt;/a&gt; for Talk to us Tuesday again.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Because it's awesome and&amp;nbsp; I can talk about whatever I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/HiRes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp; We went camping this past weekend.&amp;nbsp; The weather was perfect.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We went to some friends of my parent's campground.&amp;nbsp; They are all animal lovers, so that was nice.&amp;nbsp; The pups got to run wild.&amp;nbsp; They had a blast.&amp;nbsp; When we got home Sunday, we all crashed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp; I'm so over fooseball already.&amp;nbsp; Some of you may not know this about me, but I &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;HATE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; football.&amp;nbsp; I don't understand it.&amp;nbsp; I think it's dumb and I think it makes people act dumb.&amp;nbsp; I've already blocked two people from my Facebook feed because that's all they ever post about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp; On the other hand, &lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GO CARDINALS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; We are big Cardinals fans and I honestly I'm surprised they made it this far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp; School sucks.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I'll never get done.&amp;nbsp; Although, I only have 6 classes left. I'm seriously lacking in the motivation department this semester.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp; My mom is going to start a new business venture.&amp;nbsp; I'm super pumped about helping her out with that.&amp;nbsp; I'll share more details soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp; That's about all I have.&amp;nbsp; Hope you all have a great week!&amp;nbsp; Who knows, maybe you'll hear from me again before the week is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-1661385680986709420?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1661385680986709420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=1661385680986709420&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1661385680986709420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1661385680986709420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/10/talk-to-us-tuesday-randomnessism.html' title='Talk to us Tuesday - Randomnessism Edition'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-8113871307048484851</id><published>2011-09-28T08:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T08:48:13.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Weekly Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;It seems like I've only been posting something once a week at the most.&amp;nbsp; I'm such a slacker.&amp;nbsp; I didn't even get around to posting for Talk to us Tuesday yesterday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Not much has really been going on.&amp;nbsp; Matt and I are both busy with school.&amp;nbsp; The only night during the week we are home together is Wednesdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Last weekend he went camping/four-wheeler riding with my brother and some friends.&amp;nbsp; I stayed home and did homework and cleaned the house.&amp;nbsp; Lame.&amp;nbsp; When did I turn into such a lameass?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Oh well, the pups and I got some snuggle time in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uiEg2Vl7g0Y/ToMkdKjpOPI/AAAAAAAAA-g/cToCJ1BP-4Q/s1600/20110923205300-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uiEg2Vl7g0Y/ToMkdKjpOPI/AAAAAAAAA-g/cToCJ1BP-4Q/s320/20110923205300-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Next weekend, we are going camping.&amp;nbsp; Together.&amp;nbsp; With the pups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Speaking of pups, Miss Princess had to go to the V-E-T Saturday and get her S-H-O-T-S.&amp;nbsp; She's lost more weight.&amp;nbsp; Which, if you are new around here, is a good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I saw this the other day when I was driving down the road.&amp;nbsp; If you look closely, you can see a leg hanging out of the back of the truck.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure it was fake.&amp;nbsp; I hope it was fake.&amp;nbsp; But still, who does that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zK7UiNzzCh4/ToMioUcHeYI/AAAAAAAAA-c/mOWOJ5jZ2PM/s1600/20110915161630-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zK7UiNzzCh4/ToMioUcHeYI/AAAAAAAAA-c/mOWOJ5jZ2PM/s320/20110915161630-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;That's about all I have.&amp;nbsp; I just wanted you all to know that I'm alive and well (besides a slight head cold) and I have not completely forgotten about my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hope you all have a great week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-8113871307048484851?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8113871307048484851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=8113871307048484851&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8113871307048484851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8113871307048484851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/09/weekly-post.html' title='Weekly Post'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uiEg2Vl7g0Y/ToMkdKjpOPI/AAAAAAAAA-g/cToCJ1BP-4Q/s72-c/20110923205300-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-5697919509911200378</id><published>2011-09-20T14:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T14:52:24.284-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talk to us Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinnie'/><title type='text'>Talk to us Tuesday - Runaway Vinnie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;It's Tuesday again.&amp;nbsp; That means it's time for the best link-up ever, Talk to us Tuesday with &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shawn&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I say it's the best ever because there are no rules.&amp;nbsp; And let's face it, I'm not a rule follower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/HiRes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This past weekend the hubby had his first drill with the National Guard.&amp;nbsp; He left Saturday morning at 5:00 am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;At about 5:15 the pups were all whining that they wanted to go outside.&amp;nbsp; So I got up and let them out.&amp;nbsp; I sat on the deck with my head in my hands trying to stay awake while they took care of business.&amp;nbsp; Princess and Ozzy both kept looking at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I open to the door to go back in and Princess and Ozzy run in.&amp;nbsp; I yell for Vinnie. Nothing.&amp;nbsp; I yell some more.&amp;nbsp; Nothing.&amp;nbsp; He usually comes running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So I went through the house, to my garage, and turned the outside light on.&amp;nbsp; I opened the door and immediately notice that the gait is open.&amp;nbsp; At this point, I'm freaking out.&amp;nbsp; He's just a little fella and it's a big world outside the fence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I went wandering around the outside of the fence and then down the alley.&amp;nbsp; Mind you, I'm in my pajamas, with no bra on, and it's dark outside.&amp;nbsp; I'm yelling quietly (remember it's about 5:30 at this point).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I went back in the house, found my glasses, flip flops, and car keys.&amp;nbsp; Then I called Matt to tell him he left the damn gait open.&amp;nbsp; I didn't yell too much.&amp;nbsp; Vinnie being missing probably hurt him enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Then I get in the car and drive around the block, stopping at every third house and yelling for him.&amp;nbsp; I drove on the highway too, which is about a block away from our house.&amp;nbsp; I just knew I was going to find him hit on the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So, I drove around the hood for about 10 minutes.&amp;nbsp; I pulled in the back driveway and went into Matt's garage and turn some more outside lights on.&amp;nbsp; I yelled one last time and there the little shit was.&amp;nbsp; Skipping across the road, tail wagging, with a shit eating grin on his face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;As soon as he was back in our yard, I said, "You get your little ass in that fence right now mister."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Once he was in the fence, I told him, while shaking my finger at him, "You no, no, no runaway ever again.&amp;nbsp; Mommy was real scared."&amp;nbsp; He knew I meant business.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;We went back to bed and he wanted to snuggle.&amp;nbsp; He must have got into something while on his little adventure because he reeked.&amp;nbsp; I told him he was in big trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;But how can I stay mad at a face like this one.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zUYPavg2Gis/TnjqIb5vTVI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/E87FzQaKdL4/s1600/ScreenShot026+%25282%2529.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="449" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zUYPavg2Gis/TnjqIb5vTVI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/E87FzQaKdL4/s640/ScreenShot026+%25282%2529.bmp" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have absolutely no idea why I had to screen print this to get it to upload. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Tuesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-5697919509911200378?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5697919509911200378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=5697919509911200378&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5697919509911200378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5697919509911200378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/09/talk-to-us-tuesday-runaway-vinnie.html' title='Talk to us Tuesday - Runaway Vinnie'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zUYPavg2Gis/TnjqIb5vTVI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/E87FzQaKdL4/s72-c/ScreenShot026+%25282%2529.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-7421466927690128202</id><published>2011-09-13T09:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T08:48:33.981-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talk to us Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>Talk to us Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Today I'm linking up with &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;Impulsive Addict&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shawn&lt;/a&gt; for their brand new link-up, "Talk to us Tuesday".&amp;nbsp; It's the best kind of link-up.&amp;nbsp; As in, there are NO rules.&amp;nbsp; Just blog and link up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i855.photobucket.com/albums/ab115/Emmymom/HiRes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This past weekend we went camping at my grandpas.&amp;nbsp; It was pretty awesome.&amp;nbsp; Saturday afternoon, grandpa hooked his horses up to his wagon and took us on a wagon ride.&amp;nbsp; I may have drank more than 1 or 2 mixed drinks on said wagon ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Grandpa let me try to drive them and it was like they were drunk.&amp;nbsp; They were all over the road.&amp;nbsp; (I wonder if I could have got a DUI for that.)&amp;nbsp; Anyways, it didn't last long and we weren't on a road that cars go down.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Then when we got back, my cousin had shown up and was going to ride his horse.&amp;nbsp; I thought it would be a great idea for me to go too.&amp;nbsp; So, I rode one of my uncle's horses.&amp;nbsp; His name was Cash, like Johnny Cash.&amp;nbsp; He was well behaved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;But let me tell you, my back, knee, and butt hurt like hell the next day, yesterday, and even a little today.&amp;nbsp; I don't think being a cowgirl is for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So, by the time we got back from riding horses, it was dark, I was drunk, and hadn't ate since breakfast.&amp;nbsp; I had a bowl of soup and then took the pups to bed with me.&amp;nbsp; That was around 9:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hey, at least I didn't feel like garbage the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Tuesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-7421466927690128202?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7421466927690128202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=7421466927690128202&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7421466927690128202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7421466927690128202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/09/talk-to-us-tuesday.html' title='Talk to us Tuesday'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-3695672964212133812</id><published>2011-09-08T08:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T09:31:50.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><title type='text'>Hi there, remember me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday, someone left me a comment that I need a new blog up.&amp;nbsp; Ooops.&amp;nbsp; I politely emailed back that I have been busier than a one legged man in an ass kicking contest and I would add it to my to my to-do list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So, here I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;School, is back in full swing.&amp;nbsp; That's been keeping me somewhat busy.&amp;nbsp; After this semester, I think, I'll have 6 classes left to take, to reach my short-term goal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;My new position at work has been keeping me busy.&amp;nbsp; And this week has been keeping me even busier.&amp;nbsp; I won't bore you with the details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Even the pups have been keeping me busy.&amp;nbsp; Oh speaking of the pups, I updated their page at the top of my blog.&amp;nbsp; Or click &lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/p/pups.html"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Monday, was our anniversary.&amp;nbsp; We've been married for 3 years.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes it seems like 30, sometimes it seems like 3 weeks.&amp;nbsp; But, I wouldn't trade him for the world.&amp;nbsp; We didn't do anything special.&amp;nbsp; But, that's just what I wanted.&amp;nbsp; Just hung out, took a nap, and watched some TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going camping this weekend at my grandpa's.&amp;nbsp; It's getting a little cooler so I'm supposed to bring a crock pot of soup.&amp;nbsp; Not sure what kind yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;There is one thing that I've been meaning to share.&amp;nbsp; I think it's super annoying when people take pictures of themselves in public.&amp;nbsp; Ask someone to take it for you.&amp;nbsp; You look dumb.&amp;nbsp; I guess it especially gets on my nerves when drunk people do it when I'm working at the bar.&amp;nbsp; In the privacy of your own home, feel free to snap away.&amp;nbsp; This may offend some of you but at least you'll know there are people like myself who find this annoying.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So there you have it, my words of wisdom for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hope you all have a fantastic weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-3695672964212133812?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3695672964212133812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=3695672964212133812&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/3695672964212133812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/3695672964212133812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/09/hi-there-remember-me.html' title='Hi there, remember me?'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-3003361707616548840</id><published>2011-08-31T12:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T14:26:11.883-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Want to Know Wednesday'/><title type='text'>We Want to Know Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Today I'm linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/"&gt;Mamarazzi&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://houseofcline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Queso&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We Want to Know Wednesday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a&amp;nbsp; href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;="" alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&amp;nbsp;&gt;&lt;/a&amp;nbsp;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This week the questions are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Do you prefer to text or call?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. What is the last text message in your phone and who is it from?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3. What are your favorite phone apps?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4. At what age do you think kids are ready for a cell phone?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Share a current pic or video taken with your phone&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Do you prefer to text or call?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Text, for sure.&amp;nbsp; Unless, I'm driving then I usually call.&amp;nbsp; If I need to have a full conversation with someone, I'd rather call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; What is the last text message in your phone and who is it from?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"Tanks"&amp;nbsp; From the hubby.&amp;nbsp; And that is how he spelled it.&amp;nbsp; It was a thanks for making him a hair appointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; What are your favorite phone apps?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I just downloaded Go Keyboard so that my touchscreen keyboard is pink.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I also have Alarm Clock Xtreme which has a huge snooze button so there is no accidentally shutting the alarm off.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Colornote is awesome because I'm a list kind of gal.&amp;nbsp; I always have some kind of post it note or list on my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Amazon is another one I can't live without because you never know when you are going to need to look up random stuff to buy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; At what age do you think kids are ready for a cell phone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I think kids are ready for a cell phone when they can pay for it themselves.&amp;nbsp; I didn't get a cell phone until I could pay for it.&amp;nbsp; And I turned out okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, then again, I don't have a teenager to keep track of either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Share a current pic or video taken from your phone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The last picture I took on my phone was the picture of the penis and testicles drawing on our camper window in &lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/08/vandalism-or-hilarious.html"&gt;the previous post&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The one before that was of Ozzy and Princess when we were camping three weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gE4CnBoAziQ/Tl5zkSZI85I/AAAAAAAAA-U/j0kCZEsC6eM/s1600/kids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gE4CnBoAziQ/Tl5zkSZI85I/AAAAAAAAA-U/j0kCZEsC6eM/s320/kids.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Wednesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-3003361707616548840?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3003361707616548840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=3003361707616548840&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/3003361707616548840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/3003361707616548840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/08/we-want-to-know-wednesday.html' title='We Want to Know Wednesday'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gE4CnBoAziQ/Tl5zkSZI85I/AAAAAAAAA-U/j0kCZEsC6eM/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-7793631955452465596</id><published>2011-08-23T17:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T17:37:47.259-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>Vandalism or Hilarious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometime between Sunday around noon and Friday evening, someone decided to deface our camper.&amp;nbsp; It's parked in a small driveway on the side of the house.&amp;nbsp; And we don't inspect it everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone, with too much time on their hands, took it upon themselves to draw a penis and testicals on our front camper window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fpzZbDeHVs4/TlQolNKR-pI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/MykER8AF0bI/s1600/camper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fpzZbDeHVs4/TlQolNKR-pI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/MykER8AF0bI/s320/camper.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Matt told me he about it Friday evening.&amp;nbsp; He said he had seen it earlier in the day.&amp;nbsp; At first, it pissed me off.&amp;nbsp; I even thought about calling the cops.&amp;nbsp; But really, they'd probably just laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Saturday I texted my dad because he was over Thursday and Friday before Matt and I&amp;nbsp;got home.&amp;nbsp; He was working on&amp;nbsp;digging a trench for a water line.&amp;nbsp; (Yes, my dad is that awesome.)&amp;nbsp; I knew he didn't do it.&amp;nbsp; He's not a very good texter either.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And I like to aggravate him sometimes.&amp;nbsp; So&amp;nbsp;I texted, "Did you draw a cock and balls with soap on our camper window?"&amp;nbsp; He replied, "No."&amp;nbsp; I texted back, "Do you know anything about it?"&amp;nbsp; He replied, "No."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Now I sort of&amp;nbsp;think kinda think it is funny.&amp;nbsp; I asked a few people that we know from town about it.&amp;nbsp; They all laugh so why shouldn't I.&amp;nbsp; Nothing else was done to the camper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;What do you think?&amp;nbsp; Hilarious or Vandalism?&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/4933330048143260342-7793631955452465596?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7793631955452465596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=7793631955452465596&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7793631955452465596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7793631955452465596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/08/vandalism-or-hilarious.html' title='Vandalism or Hilarious?'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fpzZbDeHVs4/TlQolNKR-pI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/MykER8AF0bI/s72-c/camper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-2936251311868693769</id><published>2011-08-17T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T16:53:20.402-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinnie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the pups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='army stuff'/><title type='text'>Back from Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Last week was just what I needed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Monday and Tuesday I lounged around, cleaned the house, took some naps, and threw some stuff away.&amp;nbsp; I always feel better when I de-clutter.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Wednesday, Matt and I had to go to his old Reserves Unit and get some paperwork.&amp;nbsp; Vinnie stayed there with his Sergeant First Class (she's been asking for a year to see him) while we went to re-enroll in DEERS and get our new ID cards.&amp;nbsp; When we got back to pick up Vinnie, he was riding on a forklift with her.&amp;nbsp; It was so cute.&amp;nbsp; He promoted from Private Pup to Sergeant First Class Pup in one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;We also had to drop my laptop off at the Best Buy.&amp;nbsp; The port dealy where the plug in majigger goes is loose.&amp;nbsp; So sometimes when I try to charge it I have to wrap the cord around the monitor.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, it's covered under the extended warranty that we purchased.&amp;nbsp; It's not like Vinnie got tangled up in the cord when he was just a little feller and it fell on the floor or anything.&amp;nbsp; Or maybe that did happen once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;On the way home, Matt and I went to a campground.&amp;nbsp; My dad pulled his and mom's camper up and my mom and I stayed there alone Wednesday night.&amp;nbsp; With no pups or husbands.&amp;nbsp; It was nice.&amp;nbsp; We really roughed it.&amp;nbsp; Mom brought a couple subway sammys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Thursday evening Matt brought our camper and the pups up.&amp;nbsp; And my dad and a friend of my parents joined us on Friday.&amp;nbsp; We stayed until Sunday morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;From Wednesday to Sunday morning, I took around 5 naps.&amp;nbsp; We also went to the beach for awhile.&amp;nbsp; Did a little hiking &lt;s&gt;until I fell and busted my ass.&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp; Ate more than we should have.&amp;nbsp; Had a few adult beverages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;All in all, it was just what I needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Monday, I had to come back to work.&amp;nbsp; It actually felt good to be back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;School starts next week and I already dropped one class.&amp;nbsp; Mostly because I have to use Matt's old Floppy McFlopperson computer right now.&amp;nbsp; No need to finish it all up too quickly.&amp;nbsp; I mean I'm only 30.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks again to both of my wonderful guest bloggers.&amp;nbsp; And thank you all for you thoughts, prayers, good vibes, and support over the last couple of weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;And a big "Hello" to all of my new followers.&amp;nbsp; Leave me a comment so I can come check your blogs out too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-2936251311868693769?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2936251311868693769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=2936251311868693769&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2936251311868693769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2936251311868693769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-from-vacation.html' title='Back from Vacation'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-5025749145371826324</id><published>2011-08-11T10:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T11:11:21.867-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest blog'/><title type='text'>Guest Blogger No. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal"&gt;Today I have a guest blog from none other than&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.misadventuresofalifetime.com/"&gt;Jessica at {Mis}Adventures of a Lifetime&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; We have folowed each other's blogs for almost ever.&amp;nbsp; She's truly great person, funny, smart, witty, and I smile every time I read her blogs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal"&gt;So here it is.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Surviving a Loss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal"&gt;Loss.&amp;nbsp; It comes in all shapes, forms, and sizes.&amp;nbsp; Some forms of loss are easily identifiable - divorce and death, for example.&amp;nbsp; Other forms of loss aren't as easy to identify.&amp;nbsp; Illness, disability, moving, and retirement can all be forms of a major loss in someone's life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Family and friends often feel helpless when someone close to them experiences a loss because rarely does one have control over the loss.&amp;nbsp; When a loss occurs, society's attitude is to not talk about it, in fear that it's too upsetting. However, not talking about it only makes it harder to move on.&amp;nbsp; Grief is a natural process which has no exact time frame and is experienced in unique ways by different individuals. Supporting a grieving person does not mean you can take away the pain.&amp;nbsp; If supporting a grieving person doesn't mean taking away the pain, what does it mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How Can Family and Friends Show Support?*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Listen, Listen, Listen! A person who has experienced a loss may need to tell his/her story repeatedly. Show you care by your attentiveness, gestures, and eye contact.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Know when to be silent... sometimes it is best to say nothing at all. A grieving person may just want someone to listen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Be aware that grief has physical reactions as well as emotional reactions on the body. Physical reactions include: poor appetite, disturbed sleep patterns, restlessness, low energy, and other pains. Emotional reactions may include: panic, persistent fears, nervousness and nightmares. Encourage your friend or family member to call you or reach out when they experience these feelings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Encourage the grieving person to express pain and stress. By working through feelings such as anger, guilt, sadness, doubt and frustration, the normal process of grief and healing occurs. Continue to encourage communication.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Understand that grief is an individual process that is bound by no exact time frame. This frame of time involves finding ways of living with memories and the pain associated with the loss.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Reassure the grieving person that their feelings and reactions are normal and necessary for healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Remember that specific dates or events such as the anniversary of the loss or the expected due date, may trigger an emotional response. Encourage communication during this time. Perhaps a card or small remembrance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are some suggestions for visiting someone at the hospital or at home who has experienced a miscarriage?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Just by acknowledging the family's experience and expressing your own feelings of sadness are acceptable. Sometimes when people say "I just don't know &lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt; to say," is the most helpful thing anyone &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; say. Other helpful suggestions include:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Talk about the baby by his or her name. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Talk about the hopes and dreams you had for the family and the baby. The parents want to know others share in their hopes and dreams, too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Read literature about miscarriage and bereavement.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Make or buy something in memory of the baby to keep yourself or to give to the parents.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Offer help with housework, cooking, child care, etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Be sensitive to unpredictable emotional reactions by the grieving parent.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Understand that sometimes a grieving person may want to be alone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Offer to keep baby memorabilia until the family is ready.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Offer to return maternity clothing or other baby items.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are some things I shouldn't say or do?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Following a loss, family and friends sometimes say or do hurtful things without meaning to. The following are some potential hurtful words and actions that you might want to avoid when supporting a grieving person:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Not acknowledging the loss can be hurtful because for many parents it is important to have their experience recognized. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Asking about how one partner is doing and not the other can be hurtful. "How are you, and how is your partner?" shows you care about both of them and you acknowledge they are grieving in their own way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;There are no competitions in grief, each person's loss must be respected for the sense of loss and sadness it has for them. Therefore, certain sayings can be hurtful such as: "It was only a miscarriage, you'll get over it," "You're young, you can get married again," etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Don't try to rush the grief process. This only causes more pain and feelings of confusion, loneliness and inadequacy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Support is NOT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;About giving advice. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Criticizing what you have heard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Minimizing the event &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Using cliches e.g. "It was God's will"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Talking about your own story of loss. Some identification may be helpful, but keep it to a minimum.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Not allowing the person to express emotions such as guilt, shame, and anger.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Taking over completely may cause potential feelings of helplessness and powerlessness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="yiv700760625MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Fixing it (&lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; can not take the grief away).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal"&gt;What are some other ways you have supported a friend or family member in a time of loss?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv700760625MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*Information taken from &lt;a href="http://www.americanpregnancy.org/pregnancyloss/mcsupportingothers.html" id="yui_3_2_0_5_131291631674143" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.americanpregnancy.org/pregnancyloss/mcsupportingothers.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-5025749145371826324?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5025749145371826324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=5025749145371826324&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5025749145371826324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5025749145371826324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/08/guest-blogger-no-2.html' title='Guest Blogger No. 2'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-1472982924578343456</id><published>2011-08-08T10:00:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T10:00:05.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest blog'/><title type='text'>Kiss and tell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;Hi everyone!&amp;nbsp; I'm on vacation this week.&amp;nbsp; Matt's working Monday and Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; So by vacation I mean, I'm mostly likely laying on the couch catching up on my DVR, maybe watching the Price is Right, and trying to clear my head.&amp;nbsp; Hope you all have a fantastic week!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;Today, I have an awesome guest blog from &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Impulsive Addict @ Confessions from an Impulsive Addict.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; She's seriously one of the funniest bloggers that I follow.&amp;nbsp; If you don't follow her, you're missing out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;So without further adieu.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;Have you ever broken up with a guy because he was a HORRIBLE kisser?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have and I'm not ashamed to admit it. Kissing is my thing. I love it. I look forward to it. It sometimes leads to more things&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(HOLLA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;but when you are dating someone that can't kiss, it ruins&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Are you with me ladies?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;When I first met "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beefcake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;", I was enamored with him from the get-go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;He was super hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;He was incredibly sexy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;He was hysterically funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;He was surprisingly charming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;He was a cowboy (which was a first for me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And when he finally asked me out, I had dreams about us sucking face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;In my head, it looked similar to this picture:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="kissing Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="400" src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i30/morgi31492/OLD%20PICS/kissing.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So  after dinner, we headed back to his place for a movie and wine. I had  butterflies in my tummy. I knew after waiting patiently for this date to  finally arrive, I was gonna make out with Beefcake&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TONIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;on&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HIS COUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And then, the moment that I had&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;dreamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;about happened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;And I almost threw up.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;My whole entire face was wet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I couldn't breath.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;He was literally suffocating me with his saliva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Did he just come at me with an open mouth? Oh shiz. He did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I  stood up quickly and excused myself to the bathroom so I could dry off  with a towel and think about my exit strategy. I couldn't believe that&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beefcake&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;was a face-licker. I was crushed (and still a bit wet behind the ears).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;After returning from the bathroom, I made up the worst lie ever about why I needed to leave&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(forgive me sweet baby Jesus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and  he looked confused but agreed to walk me out. I was dreading this  because I knew what was going to happen as soon as I got to my car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And just as I had predicted, as soon as he opened my door, he came at me with an open mouth similar to this picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fX8E1_OKglg/TNtimucUWWI/AAAAAAAAA6s/eMy-70Oviw4/s1600/bad+kiss+.jpg" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="yiv1285031661BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538128584223512930" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fX8E1_OKglg/TNtimucUWWI/AAAAAAAAA6s/eMy-70Oviw4/s320/bad%2Bkiss%2B.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 130px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 97px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;and what did I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I slammed the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Right in his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And I'm pretty sure I peeled out of his driveway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;He tried calling several times but I am&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no good&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;at handling confrontation, so I chose to ignore the situation and just hope and pray that we&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;run into each other again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And we never did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_5_131250276267092" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please tell me you've had a similar experience?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" style="color: #009900; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_5_131250276267089" style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_5_131250276267086" style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" id="yui_3_2_0_5_131250276267083"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" id="yui_3_2_0_5_131250276267080" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1285031661Apple-style-span" id="yui_3_2_0_5_131250276267077" style="color: #009900; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b id="yui_3_2_0_5_131250276267074"&gt;And there is no need to judge me, people.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-1472982924578343456?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1472982924578343456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=1472982924578343456&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1472982924578343456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1472982924578343456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/08/kiss-and-tell.html' title='Kiss and tell...'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i30/morgi31492/OLD%20PICS/th_kissing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-7881323808616472660</id><published>2011-08-03T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T09:30:03.317-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sprout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest blog'/><title type='text'>Getting a little easier...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;First and foremost, thank you all for you well wishes, prayers, thoughts, and good vibes.&amp;nbsp; I appreciate each and everyone of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Things seem to be a little easier everyday.&amp;nbsp; Some days, I back peddle and it will be worse than the day before.&amp;nbsp; Ultimately, I think I'm getting better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The doctor gave me a handful of Xanax.&amp;nbsp; That helps.&amp;nbsp; As far as the doctor goes, he thinks I'm fine and that nothing else will have to be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I ask myself "Why?" a lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why couldn't I have this baby but I am expected to financially support others who don't need or deserve a kid?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why did I have to see a 16ish year old pregnant girl in the doctor's office the other day?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why does my body suck a fat one?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why does the world keep moving for everyone else, while it seems to be standing still for me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;We went camping over the weekend.&amp;nbsp; I thought it would make everything better but it didn't.&amp;nbsp; It helped though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I actually made dinner Monday night and last night.&amp;nbsp; I hadn't done that in awhile.&amp;nbsp; Matt's been cooking.&amp;nbsp; I even did some laundry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;In the midst of everything that happened last week, I had to finish my summer class.&amp;nbsp; I pretty much said F it.&amp;nbsp; I didn't study for the final and half-assed the last homework assignment. I still got an A in the class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I also had designed, proofed, and order some t-shirts for the VFW to sell and try to make a little money.&amp;nbsp; I had to deal with that last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm sure there were other things I "had" to do last week.&amp;nbsp; But I don't remember.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I promise my next post will be a happier one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Matt and I are taking some time off next week.&amp;nbsp; Not sure what we'll do or if we'll do much but at least I'll be at home.&amp;nbsp; With the pups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Would anyone like to do a guest blog for me next week?&amp;nbsp; A happy one.&amp;nbsp; Or a funny one.&amp;nbsp; Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-7881323808616472660?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7881323808616472660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=7881323808616472660&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7881323808616472660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7881323808616472660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/08/getting-little-easier.html' title='Getting a little easier...'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-6790834610613760805</id><published>2011-07-28T07:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T08:00:22.406-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sprout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Our Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We have been trying to get pregnant for about two years now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Two weeks ago today, we found out I was pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We lost the baby over the weekend.&amp;nbsp; I was a month along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I've never known a pain that hurts this much.&amp;nbsp; The physical pain was horrible.&amp;nbsp; But the blow to my&amp;nbsp;heart is even worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Today, I go to the doctor to make sure I'm "okay".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not sure when I'll blog or comment again right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;But, now we have an angel.&amp;nbsp; Sprout, we love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-6790834610613760805?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6790834610613760805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=6790834610613760805&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6790834610613760805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6790834610613760805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-angel.html' title='Our Angel'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-2430768891271667770</id><published>2011-07-22T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T08:44:13.883-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life is good'/><title type='text'>New Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Last Wednesday, one of my bosses approached me and asked me if I would take a certain position within the company I work for if it became available.&amp;nbsp; It would involve a promotion, raise, and my own office.&amp;nbsp; I told her I would be.&amp;nbsp; She said it wasn't a sure thing and it might not happen anytime soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;The person whose job she was referring to was ole &lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/05/quickie.html"&gt;crookedtoes&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; The next day, Thursday, I came back from lunch and crookedtoes was shutting her office door and looked mad.&amp;nbsp; I pretty much knew what had happened.&amp;nbsp; Our CEO was in the office that day.&amp;nbsp; It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Halle freaking lujah!&amp;nbsp; No more crookedtoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Crookedtoes had accumulated 15 years worth of a hoard (no joke) in her office.&amp;nbsp; She came back in Thursday night and clean it up somewhat and got most of her personal belongings out of there.&amp;nbsp; My other boss started cleaning out her office the next day.&amp;nbsp; That afternoon I helped clean and found a shoe box full of pens, markers, and highlighters.&amp;nbsp; Also, found 4 pairs of earrings, a fingernail, and a day planner from 1997. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;So Monday, I started my new job.&amp;nbsp; I do a lot of the stuff I was already doing but I have a lot more responsibility.&amp;nbsp; And I am able to make more decisions on my own.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;So far, I've been really busy, which is good.&amp;nbsp; My boss is super smart and very helpful so the transition has been pretty smooth. I can't leave for lunch until 12:30 now (umm... hello, I'd starve by then) so I've been eating at my desk.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I guess the only downfall is that my computer in my new office sucks.&amp;nbsp; I recently got a new computer at my cubical with Windows 7 and Office 2010.&amp;nbsp; It was tuff!&amp;nbsp; Now I'm back to Windows XP and Office 2003.&amp;nbsp; And it's so slow I don't even want to mess with getting on the internet while I eat.&amp;nbsp; But the boss ordered me a new computer so I'll have a pimp setup again soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This week has flown by.&amp;nbsp; And I've looked forward to going to work everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hope you are all having a great week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-2430768891271667770?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2430768891271667770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=2430768891271667770&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2430768891271667770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2430768891271667770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-job.html' title='New Job'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-3923468946310511855</id><published>2011-07-20T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T21:00:01.096-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='army stuff'/><title type='text'>Reenlistment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;He did it.&amp;nbsp; Or we did it.&amp;nbsp; Or something.&amp;nbsp; Matt reenlisted with the Illinois National Guard.&amp;nbsp; It was a mutual decision.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;His Reserves contract ended July 13th.&amp;nbsp; This evening he signed a two year contract with the National Guard.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;His new unit will be in the same town as his Reserves unit was.&amp;nbsp; But he's hoping to actually get to do his job, which is re-fueling helicopters.&amp;nbsp; His National Guard unit is an aviation unit so hopefully he will get to do what he likes to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;99% of our reasoning for the reenlistment was for health insurance.&amp;nbsp; Yes, either one of us could get health insurance for both of us at our job.&amp;nbsp; But, it's expensive and practically worthless.&amp;nbsp; And we'd like to have a family sometime in the next two years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I guess what worries me the most is he had to sign up for two years.&amp;nbsp; Originally, he was going to sign a one year extension and then almost certainly wouldn't have had to deploy.&amp;nbsp; Now he could have to deploy in the next year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;That's not what I want but things would be different if he deployed again versus last time.&amp;nbsp; Last time we were not married, so I could not take care of all the things he wanted me to take care of for him.&amp;nbsp; And he was gone for 15 months.&amp;nbsp; We missed my birthday and a couple other holidays twice.&amp;nbsp; This time, it would not be for more than 12 months and we are married, settled down, have a house, ect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;It was something we both put a lot of thought into and what we thought was best for us and our future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-3923468946310511855?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3923468946310511855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=3923468946310511855&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/3923468946310511855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/3923468946310511855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/07/reenlistment.html' title='Reenlistment'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-5303542857616895919</id><published>2011-07-18T07:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T07:45:13.581-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new look'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a little scared/nervous but not too much'/><title type='text'>New design</title><content type='html'>Over the last couple days I've been working with the amazing Brea at &lt;a href="http://www.utterlychaoticdesigns.com/"&gt;Utterly Chaotic Designs&lt;/a&gt; to get my new blog design done.&amp;nbsp; I had a lot of fun watching my vision become reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brea was absolutely awesome to work with.&amp;nbsp; She was kind, patient, and understanding.&amp;nbsp; Her prices are more than reasonable.&amp;nbsp; I definitely recommend her to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop by and check her out sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.utterlychaoticdesigns.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i743.photobucket.com/albums/xx71/kailibreanne/Blog/Design/UCDesigns/Three/Button.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had a chance to get all my tabs at the top updated yet, so bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my new button.  If you'd like to grab it, go ahead.&amp;nbsp; The code is over there. -----&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i743.photobucket.com/albums/xx71/kailibreanne/Blog/Design/Steph/Button-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDDD..... I got a promotion and a raise last week at work.  I start my new job this morning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm behind on blog reading/commenting but I promise I'll catch up this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-5303542857616895919?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5303542857616895919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=5303542857616895919&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5303542857616895919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5303542857616895919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-design.html' title='New design'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-1518110286438495705</id><published>2011-07-13T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:12:00.835-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hubby'/><title type='text'>No pictures, no fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This past weekend Matt and I attended a friend of ours wedding.  Thursday evening I texted a friend of mine and asked her if she would take some pictures of us before the wedding.  She said yes.  I believe I was strapless bra shopping when I texted her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;When I got home the following conversation took place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Me: "We're going to do something before the wedding, you're probably not going to like it, but I don't want to hear any arguing."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Matt: "What!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Me: "We're getting our pictures taken before the wedding by &lt;insert friend's="" here="" name=""&gt;*insert friend's name here*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt:  "What, no."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "Yes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt:  "But we just got our pictures taken."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "Uh no, when."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt:  "That time we were supposed to wear blue or purple and your mom had your aunt take our pictures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "That was 2 years ago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt:  *Points to pictures on the wall*  "What about all those?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "Those are from our wedding, which was three years ago and the others are our engagement pictures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt:  "Do we have to?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "No pictures, no wedding, which means no beer drinking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt:  "Fine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was also instructed on the way to get the pictures taken to behave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IngOXSJMiTU/Th2kG4WPu1I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/pkmdivfjksA/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IngOXSJMiTU/Th2kG4WPu1I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/pkmdivfjksA/s320/4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;We ended up having a good time at the wedding and we were both fairly well behaved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hope you are all having a great week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-1518110286438495705?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1518110286438495705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=1518110286438495705&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1518110286438495705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1518110286438495705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-pictures-no-fun.html' title='No pictures, no fun'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q60BhFEywoo/Th2kGA4h7BI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Ee9jMfQeVsU/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-4142051528424294807</id><published>2011-07-06T09:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T09:40:09.978-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just my opinion'/><title type='text'>Aggravation</title><content type='html'>So, I have a new addiction.&amp;nbsp; Remember I wrote about the facebook page for "garage sales" in the county we live in.&amp;nbsp; I wrote about that &lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/05/facebook-garage-sale.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I've bought is a new camping chair for Miss Princess.&amp;nbsp; Well it was actually one of the mushroom chairs (you know the big fold up circle deals) that came with a "footstool".&amp;nbsp; She's going to use the "footstool" as her new camping throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone was looking for old Verizon phones awhile back so I sold two of mine for $40.&amp;nbsp; That was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I look at the page everyday &lt;s&gt;sometimes more than once&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyscavenger, there is something that really aggravates me. People are always putting pets on there that they don't want anymore, can't have anymore, their moving and can't take them with them, ect.&amp;nbsp; And with no more compassion than they list their old sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to just post on there, "People, if you can't give 100% to a pet, don't get one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this one pup that the owner "didn't have time for".&amp;nbsp; It was a Maltese like Ozzy and had "too much energy".&amp;nbsp; Puppies have a lot of energy.&amp;nbsp; I can't stand when people buy a cute little dog as an accessory.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if this offends you but it's the truth.&amp;nbsp; Don't get a pet if you don't plan on taking care of it for the next 10-16 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And (in my best Bob Barker voice), have your pet spade or neutered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-4142051528424294807?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4142051528424294807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=4142051528424294807&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4142051528424294807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4142051528424294807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/07/aggravation.html' title='Aggravation'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-1145116788638194828</id><published>2011-06-30T08:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T08:57:01.013-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the pups'/><title type='text'>The Pups</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The other day I was at my parent's house and I noticed my mom had 8x10 pictures of her two dogs and Ozzy on her bedroom wall.  Then I wondered why I didn't have any pictures of my pups on the wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Last week one night, I had a little photo session with the pups.&amp;nbsp; The first three pictures in this post are the ones I had 8x10's printed of.&amp;nbsp; Then I framed them and hung them in the living room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Miss Princess was the easiest.&amp;nbsp; I just told her to sit in this area of our landscaping and she did.&amp;nbsp; She doesn't like to look directly into the camera though.&amp;nbsp; Girl knows how to work her angles.&amp;nbsp; Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3xyLPcN0n8s/TgvXfzn0nXI/AAAAAAAAA84/owIei7QZCzo/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3xyLPcN0n8s/TgvXfzn0nXI/AAAAAAAAA84/owIei7QZCzo/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;To keep little Vinnie's attention, I had to had to keep throwing his toy. Or squeak it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lCCmEovuPQk/TgvXmMH0rKI/AAAAAAAAA88/fDfjNZBSSPY/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lCCmEovuPQk/TgvXmMH0rKI/AAAAAAAAA88/fDfjNZBSSPY/s320/017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ozzy is the hardest to take pictures of.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't like it and he won't pose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aglGsOwKlaA/TgvXsPdfhtI/AAAAAAAAA9A/oX9K5zzWPe4/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aglGsOwKlaA/TgvXsPdfhtI/AAAAAAAAA9A/oX9K5zzWPe4/s320/051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Here are a few more for your viewing pleasure.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IZAGjJEJcgE/TgvXyJe4EiI/AAAAAAAAA9E/MApYcxhUShc/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IZAGjJEJcgE/TgvXyJe4EiI/AAAAAAAAA9E/MApYcxhUShc/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Little Vinnie watching his ball&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GNFt4aXJEqQ/TgvX4pWuf4I/AAAAAAAAA9I/_AdrU6OW9gQ/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GNFt4aXJEqQ/TgvX4pWuf4I/AAAAAAAAA9I/_AdrU6OW9gQ/s320/016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FOxiV42ZpBg/TgvX-n5p2RI/AAAAAAAAA9M/1LSuJ68iEnc/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FOxiV42ZpBg/TgvX-n5p2RI/AAAAAAAAA9M/1LSuJ68iEnc/s320/026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b1wu14r5wKE/TgvYExLvFjI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Pv_XLsjpPPM/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b1wu14r5wKE/TgvYExLvFjI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Pv_XLsjpPPM/s320/044.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;For you pet lovers, the toy Vinnie has in these pictures are Dura Doggie toys.&amp;nbsp; You can look them up online if you'd like.&amp;nbsp; Vinnie is pretty hard on toys and has yet to tear one of these up. They don't smell like plastic and the company donates a portion of all sales to different organizations. And no, no one paid me to write that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hope you are all having a great week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-1145116788638194828?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1145116788638194828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=1145116788638194828&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1145116788638194828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1145116788638194828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/06/pups.html' title='The Pups'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3xyLPcN0n8s/TgvXfzn0nXI/AAAAAAAAA84/owIei7QZCzo/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-2648359717278950574</id><published>2011-06-22T00:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T12:38:24.015-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>When life hands you lemons.....</title><content type='html'>First of all, thanks for all the birthday wishes on here and on facebook.&amp;nbsp; 30 isn't so bad, so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we headed out, in the rain, to go camping.&amp;nbsp; I may have celebrated&amp;nbsp;too hard Friday night.&amp;nbsp; In my defense, one of my BFF's came and camped with us so I pretty much had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, we did quite a bit of laying around, napping, relaxing, and eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we to a Cardinals game with my mom and dad for Father's Day.&amp;nbsp; It was the first game I have been to this year.&amp;nbsp; Our seats were in the second row in lowest level in right field.&amp;nbsp; In my opinion, they were the best seats I've ever had.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only about 150 degrees at the game and the lack of a breeze made it very comfortable.&amp;nbsp; But we all had a good time.&amp;nbsp; Dad and Matt drank our beer vendor out of Bud Select and mom and I kept ourselves hydrated with water.&amp;nbsp; We all had a good time and the Cardinals won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning, my car crapped out.&amp;nbsp; It wouldn't start when I turned the key&amp;nbsp;and then it would try starting when the keys weren't in the ignition.&amp;nbsp; One day&amp;nbsp;last week, when I turned the key to start it, the truck popped.&amp;nbsp; Uh yeah, I was confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt diagnosed the problem as the battery was junk and the cables that connect to it were corroded.&amp;nbsp; Whatever that means.&amp;nbsp; I kept giving him crap that the car was a lemon.&amp;nbsp; Its a 2000.&amp;nbsp; So obviously it will have some issues once in awhile.&amp;nbsp; Since I've&amp;nbsp;been driving it we've only had to do several maintaince type things.&amp;nbsp;But I can still give him crap if I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and his buddy fixed my car last night.&amp;nbsp; The only problem is that my boom booms (subs) aren't hooked up.&amp;nbsp; It was Matt's car first and you know how men are with their accessories.&amp;nbsp; I never realized how much I liked the boom booms until I drove the car this morning.&amp;nbsp; He's supposed to get a longer bolt (or something) and hook them back up tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to let you know that I entered a &lt;a href="http://www.utterlychaoticdesigns.com/2011/06/giveaway.html"&gt;giveway over at Utterly Chaotic Designs&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I'm really hoping to win since my blog is all jacked up.&amp;nbsp; Send me some good vibes and go by there and check her stuff out.&amp;nbsp; Brea is one of the most talented designers I've seen.&amp;nbsp; And her prices are very reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are all having a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-2648359717278950574?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2648359717278950574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=2648359717278950574&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2648359717278950574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2648359717278950574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-life-hands-you-lemons.html' title='When life hands you lemons.....'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-4447896397370291302</id><published>2011-06-17T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:29:12.040-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>My Birthday Cake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-g2v9B-Qj0/Tfuqynf3MOI/AAAAAAAAA8o/TxFRzeMkO98/s1600/cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-g2v9B-Qj0/Tfuqynf3MOI/AAAAAAAAA8o/TxFRzeMkO98/s320/cake.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are going camping and celebrating this weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you all have a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-4447896397370291302?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4447896397370291302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=4447896397370291302&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4447896397370291302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4447896397370291302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-birthday-cake.html' title='My Birthday Cake!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-g2v9B-Qj0/Tfuqynf3MOI/AAAAAAAAA8o/TxFRzeMkO98/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-4403619467106282075</id><published>2011-06-15T19:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T20:40:47.836-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh shit'/><title type='text'>Holy Hell</title><content type='html'>I totally screwed up my background.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't loading right and I went and messed with it and then it wouldn't work at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm html or whatever it's called illiterate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-4403619467106282075?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4403619467106282075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=4403619467106282075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4403619467106282075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4403619467106282075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/06/holy-hell.html' title='Holy Hell'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-7318246063711204054</id><published>2011-06-15T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T19:26:29.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow I'll be in my....</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is my birthday.&amp;nbsp; I'll be &lt;s&gt;30&lt;/s&gt; 29 for the second year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a regular day.&amp;nbsp; I have to work.&amp;nbsp; And I'll probably do some homework so that we can go scamping and to a Cardinals game this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we went scamping at my grandma and grandpas and it was a blast.&amp;nbsp; There is so much to do there and the rates are reasonable (free).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night my brother brought his camper and camped with us.&amp;nbsp; About midnight it got really windy and started raining buckets of rain.&amp;nbsp; We had to take the awning down and got soaked in the process.&amp;nbsp; So we went in the scamp and drank more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went on a four-wheeler ride with my brother.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should back up a bit.&amp;nbsp; Matt bought a four-wheeler.&amp;nbsp; He's wanted one forever.&amp;nbsp; I made him sell his &lt;s&gt;death trap&lt;/s&gt; three wheeler and he sold some other stuff.&amp;nbsp; We found a great deal on one so he bought it.&amp;nbsp; He's pretty proud of it and I think we will get a lot of use out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8gMeev-JDFg/TfjG4miOvNI/AAAAAAAAA8I/-h_Dr4Co06o/s1600/0605111528.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8gMeev-JDFg/TfjG4miOvNI/AAAAAAAAA8I/-h_Dr4Co06o/s320/0605111528.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;The first time we went riding - My cousin &amp;amp; brother&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, Saturday we went on a four-wheeler ride.  Got a little sunburn.&amp;nbsp; When we got back Camp Frank (that's what we call it), we took the pups on a little ride around the yard.&amp;nbsp; They actually liked it and sat really still.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry we didn't drive fast at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgL5iJiltF8/TfjG628YYCI/AAAAAAAAA8M/sWoriGICQfU/s1600/20110611180416.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgL5iJiltF8/TfjG628YYCI/AAAAAAAAA8M/sWoriGICQfU/s320/20110611180416.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;My&lt;/s&gt; Matt's four-wheeler&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then Saturday afternoon my mom and dad came out to my grandparents and my dad "showed us how to cook a pork loin."&amp;nbsp; My dad is kinda OCD about cooking when we are camping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday evening my grandpa hooked his horses up to the wagon and took us on a wagon ride &lt;s&gt;while we drank&lt;/s&gt;.&amp;nbsp; My sister and her boyfriend even made an appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning grandma cooked us breakfast and then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then I've been busy trying to get a little ahead in school so I can take this weekend off.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-7318246063711204054?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7318246063711204054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=7318246063711204054&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7318246063711204054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7318246063711204054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/06/tomorrow-ill-be-in-my.html' title='Tomorrow I&apos;ll be in my....'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8gMeev-JDFg/TfjG4miOvNI/AAAAAAAAA8I/-h_Dr4Co06o/s72-c/0605111528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-8410294289876154239</id><published>2011-06-09T08:02:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T08:43:23.388-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook funnies'/><title type='text'>Facebook Funnies</title><content type='html'>It's once again time for "Facebook Funnies."  Post all the weird, unusual, creepy, or funny statuses that make you go&lt;em&gt; hmmmm&lt;/em&gt;! and then link back to here.  Just don't use anyone's name, address, school, ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o28/steph_ozzy/FF12Resized300x288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to grab the button:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;textarea cols="20" rows="4"&gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;a border="0" href="http://www.imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/"target="_blank"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o28/steph_ozzy/FF12Resized209x200.jpg&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://i986.photobucket.com/albums/ae341/JustAGeekNamedJess/FF12Resized209x200.jpg%22/%3e%3c/a"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color="#0000ff" face="Calibri"&amp;gt;"/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font face="Calibri"&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;o:p&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/o:p&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;  &amp;lt;span style='line-height: 115%; font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;'&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Here we go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Havingt a baby on saterday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Okay, if you can't even spell Saturday, do you really need to be having a baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking for a decent rope to hang in a tree to attachto a tire, message me if anyone has one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I found this one on the garage sale page for the county I live in.&amp;nbsp; Really?&amp;nbsp; Can't you just go to the garm store and buy one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I saw a fox carrying a squirrel across the yard today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Interesting, I suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ain't no burger on taht kids menu big enough for Jethro."&amp;nbsp; Love my job.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This one is from a girl I used to work with at my shit job.&amp;nbsp; The funny part is that I totally believe that this happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bipolar facebookers-"i'm sooo happy!!! lovin life!" -1 hour later- "GOD! SO sick of being lied to!!"- 1 hour later- "it's a beautiful day!"-2hrs later- "if ppl have somethin to say, then say it to my face!!"- next day- "a little lunch then off to see good friends!!!" - 3 hrs later-" UGH!! just sick of it all!!" - 1 hr later-"can't quit smiling and lovin it!- 13 minutes later-"CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!"-etc. etc. etc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Oh yes, gotta love the bipolar facebookers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FYI... If you "aren't going no where" you are going somewhere!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I may not be the world's smartest person when it comes to grammar, but the double negatives even drive me nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Bachelorette shit ass show is on for 2 freaking hours.&amp;nbsp; God help me from punching the TV.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;... from my loving husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel like I know way too much about peopel I hardly know because of facebook.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You and me both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Feel free to link up and share, the more the merrier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 6;"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=92608" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-8410294289876154239?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8410294289876154239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=8410294289876154239&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8410294289876154239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8410294289876154239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-once-again-time-for-facebook.html' title='Facebook Funnies'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-243228371886295120</id><published>2011-06-07T09:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T09:31:56.630-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>R.I.P. Allie Marie</title><content type='html'>My mom's chihuahua, Allie, had to be put down yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WXFvwctmsV4/Te4zzQ8UNgI/AAAAAAAAA8E/eG4s_xJnngY/s1600/allie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WXFvwctmsV4/Te4zzQ8UNgI/AAAAAAAAA8E/eG4s_xJnngY/s320/allie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of her final days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had an inner ear infection awhile ago.&amp;nbsp; And got another one this past weekend.&amp;nbsp; Mom made an emergency call to the vet Sunday.&amp;nbsp; The medicine they gave her didn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vet thinks she may have also had a stroke.&amp;nbsp; She was old, &lt;s&gt;didn't listen&lt;/s&gt; was deaf, had arthritis and a crooked leg.&amp;nbsp; Mom did everything she could to get her better.&amp;nbsp; But mom, dad, and the vet all thought it would be best to end her suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a post awhile ago about what turned out to be &lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/07/runaway-dog.html"&gt;her final hurrah&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allie will be missed and never forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Allie,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know when mom first got you I was not around.&amp;nbsp; I forgive you for trying to bite me everytime you saw me for the next four years.&amp;nbsp; I'm sorry when you were a baby that &lt;s&gt;dad pushed you off the couch&lt;/s&gt; you fell of the couch and broke your leg.&amp;nbsp; (We tease my dad that he pushed her.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know we weren't always the best of friends but I will miss you somewhat.&amp;nbsp;I'm glad I got to say good-bye.&amp;nbsp;I know mom &amp;amp; Chloe&amp;nbsp;will miss you and LP too.&amp;nbsp; Behave in heaven; don't bite anyone.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure you'll have a nice comfy bed there and really that's all you've ever wanted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Steph&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-243228371886295120?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/243228371886295120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=243228371886295120&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/243228371886295120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/243228371886295120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/06/rip-allie-marie.html' title='R.I.P. Allie Marie'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WXFvwctmsV4/Te4zzQ8UNgI/AAAAAAAAA8E/eG4s_xJnngY/s72-c/allie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-9046271235561272140</id><published>2011-06-02T08:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T08:03:43.165-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the pups'/><title type='text'>Camping Pictures</title><content type='html'>We had a great time camping this past weekend.  It wasn't too hot or too cold.&amp;nbsp; A couple months ago I order all of us a "I'm a Happy Scamper" t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fb0go9PT9Vw/TebEyYPY--I/AAAAAAAAA8A/1_FTUgBX_4E/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fb0go9PT9Vw/TebEyYPY--I/AAAAAAAAA8A/1_FTUgBX_4E/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family Photo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t1sDRWl-qWw/TebEsL3qnJI/AAAAAAAAA78/9RNyq5YqoXM/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t1sDRWl-qWw/TebEsL3qnJI/AAAAAAAAA78/9RNyq5YqoXM/s320/013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ozzy and Miss Princess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ImMYA8f5JC4/TebEmI2VtxI/AAAAAAAAA74/LDcdcLKHF2A/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ImMYA8f5JC4/TebEmI2VtxI/AAAAAAAAA74/LDcdcLKHF2A/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Vinnie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qSatr3a3-k0/TebEfxwGTBI/AAAAAAAAA70/3GGB4D-Vj1g/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qSatr3a3-k0/TebEfxwGTBI/AAAAAAAAA70/3GGB4D-Vj1g/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mom's dog, Chloe.&amp;nbsp;She's Vinnie's grandma.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eDZUNxojRA0/TebEZkqo4kI/AAAAAAAAA7w/UtCDF6UYBDQ/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eDZUNxojRA0/TebEZkqo4kI/AAAAAAAAA7w/UtCDF6UYBDQ/s320/015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our ride to the lawn mower tractor pull&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt did not pull at the tractor pull.&amp;nbsp; He didn't want to break his lawn mower.&amp;nbsp; You should have seen some of these lawn mowers.&amp;nbsp; They were far from a regular lawn mower.&amp;nbsp; Going to the lawn mower pull was by far the most redneck thing I've ever done in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday after the lawn mower pull Matt and I were going to take a nap at around 7 p.m.&amp;nbsp; We woke up at midnight and then went back to bed.&amp;nbsp; We're old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope everyone had a great Memorial Day Weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-9046271235561272140?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/9046271235561272140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=9046271235561272140&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/9046271235561272140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/9046271235561272140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/06/camping-pictures.html' title='Camping Pictures'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fb0go9PT9Vw/TebEyYPY--I/AAAAAAAAA8A/1_FTUgBX_4E/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-4770213537675690759</id><published>2011-05-27T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T09:38:00.353-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going nuts'/><title type='text'>A quickie</title><content type='html'>Not that kind of quickie you pervs. ;)&amp;nbsp; A quick blog post.&lt;br /&gt;TGIF!&amp;nbsp; I thought it was Friday on Wednesday this week.&amp;nbsp; For me, this week has seemed like two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I have two&amp;nbsp;questions.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They could be hypothetical but most likely&amp;nbsp;they are&amp;nbsp;not.&amp;nbsp; If you were 60 some years old and had to use a walker to get around, would you still go to work &lt;s&gt;merely to drive people nuts&lt;/s&gt;?&amp;nbsp; Also, if your toes were all crooked and nasty would you wear sandles 365 days a year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is really driving me nuts this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anycrookedtoes, it's Friday.&amp;nbsp; Thank God!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camper is loaded.&amp;nbsp; When Matt gets off work, he's going home hooking it up, grabbing his pup, and heading to the Funny Farm.&amp;nbsp; No really, that's the name of the campground.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get off work, I'm going home and grabbing the big kids and heading to the Funny Farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sneaking away to work a little on Saturday night at the VFW.&amp;nbsp; I volunteered to wait tables.&amp;nbsp; Last time I made about $30 in tips.&amp;nbsp; I don't mind though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday there is a lawn mower pull (think tractor pull only with lawn mowers) about a mile away from the Funny Farm.&amp;nbsp; Matt's bringing his lawn mower (which is another post all in itself) and a wagon and pulling me and the beer in the wagon to the lawn mowever pull.&amp;nbsp; Sound legal, right?&amp;nbsp; He is not pulling his lawn mower, just showing it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great Memorial Day weekend!&amp;nbsp; Take some time to remember the real reason for the holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-4770213537675690759?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4770213537675690759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=4770213537675690759&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4770213537675690759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4770213537675690759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/05/quickie.html' title='A quickie'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-4724363417378553616</id><published>2011-05-24T11:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T11:48:20.070-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><title type='text'>My sexy new stove</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-tax-refund.html"&gt;Awhile back we got a new refrigerator.&lt;/a&gt; We were going to get a stove to match at the same time but the fridge was more than we expected.  I ordered the stove and hood Saturday and it came in yesterday.&amp;nbsp; You can also click&lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/09/kitchen-makeover.html"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt; to see more "before" pictures of the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;It was raining cats and dogs when we got off work so we just said forget it and went home.  I cleaned our old stove really good. Which by the way, sucked.  I'm going to make sure the new one stays clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Then we decided to go get it because the sun was shining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So we get it home, unload it, take the door off the hinges, and finally get it in the house.  It was just the two of us so it was somewhat of a struggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;We get it out of the box and there is no plug in.  I thought for seven hundred and some odd dollars it would surely come with a cord.  Nope.  Matt had to unwire (apparently that's not a word) the old one and wire it up to the new stove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pLAEKNoO3zY/TdsXgxU6InI/AAAAAAAAA7o/BH7w7reFRtA/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pLAEKNoO3zY/TdsXgxU6InI/AAAAAAAAA7o/BH7w7reFRtA/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Then he took the old hood down and wired up the new one.  In the dark.  Because according to him, it was probably best that he kill the power to the house.  Notice his head light.&amp;nbsp; Bahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Px1bfKmoG_I/TdsXTMwZwqI/AAAAAAAAA7g/qc3SY4ZTESQ/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Px1bfKmoG_I/TdsXTMwZwqI/AAAAAAAAA7g/qc3SY4ZTESQ/s400/006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Then tada, she was ready to roll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KGCHMvY8oJs/TdsXJ5aoFqI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/7bE_csklUhQ/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KGCHMvY8oJs/TdsXJ5aoFqI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/7bE_csklUhQ/s400/010.JPG" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I think I'm in love with the stainless steel appliances.  Next up, stainless dishwasher. Maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-4724363417378553616?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4724363417378553616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=4724363417378553616&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4724363417378553616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4724363417378553616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-sexy-new-stove.html' title='My sexy new stove'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pLAEKNoO3zY/TdsXgxU6InI/AAAAAAAAA7o/BH7w7reFRtA/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-1463434771542603343</id><published>2011-05-19T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T09:22:00.194-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook is weird'/><title type='text'>Facebook Garage Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Facebook is a strange, strange place.&amp;nbsp; There is a facebook page for the the county I live in garage sale.&amp;nbsp; "******* County, IL Garage Sale"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Some of the stuff on there is hilarious.&amp;nbsp; One lady wanted to sell a litter box for $5. Some one else was trying to sell some VHS tapes.&amp;nbsp; One person was trying to sell empty wine bottles.&amp;nbsp; Another lady has put a big ole heavy camper on there about 100 times.&amp;nbsp; People are trying to sell kids clothes, purses, couches, ect.&amp;nbsp; Some people are just trying to advertise their actual garage sale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Matt sold his three wheeler Tuesday night.&amp;nbsp; Not on the garage sale page, but in our front yard.&amp;nbsp; Hallelujah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I think I'm going to advertise our pool on there.&amp;nbsp; I mean the pool was kinda a spur of the moment, impulse buy.&amp;nbsp; It was 110 degrees with like 80% humidity.&amp;nbsp; But, in reality, we are too busy to take care of a pool.&amp;nbsp; They need cleaned and chemicals added. Plus our neighbors tree blocks the sun by the time we are home in the evenings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Last night someone was asking if anyone had any Verizon phones to sell.&amp;nbsp; I responded back to her.&amp;nbsp; I started out by saying, "Verizon Phones - I have a whole drawer full of Verizon phones."&amp;nbsp; We messaged back and forth and I'm selling her a phone for $20.&amp;nbsp; I only used it for about a month and I hated it because it was slow.&amp;nbsp; I told her that though.&amp;nbsp; She's an older lady so a slow phone might not be a bad thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm going to look in the closet tonight and see what other kind of junk I can get rid of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-1463434771542603343?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1463434771542603343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=1463434771542603343&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1463434771542603343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1463434771542603343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/05/facebook-garage-sale.html' title='Facebook Garage Sale'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-8499369777118576945</id><published>2011-05-17T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T10:49:00.567-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinnie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Sorry I haven't posted in awhile.  I guess I just haven't had much to write about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This past weekend, one of Matt's cousin's got married.  We went to the wedding, reception, and the dance and we had a great time.  Normally, big social events aren't my thing.  But I had a good time and I only felt like curling up in a ball under a table once, maybe twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Sunday, we did absolutely nothing.  I think I caught the flu at the wedding.  Okay maybe it was the brown bottle flu.  But a day spent napping on the couch is a good day, in my opinion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I went a little crazy on stub hub last week and ordered enough tickets to Cardinal's games to keep Matt happy for the summer.  I was going to surprise him with tickets on Fathers' Day but when I was working on catching the brown bottle flu, I told him about it.  This year we will be going to a game in June, July, and August.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Our grades were posted this morning.  Matt and I both got straight A's this semester.  I'm going to send a copy of his grades to his mom.  I'm so proud of him, well both of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;And last but not least, Little Vinnie's baby picture was in the May pet flier at my work.  The place I work at is a distributor for pet, lawn and garden, ag supplies, ect.  We do a pet flier every month and my little boys picture is on the front of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-abFasfSe_zA/TdKXy8xOc7I/AAAAAAAAA7I/XAYlj6BK1eI/s1600/vinnie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-abFasfSe_zA/TdKXy8xOc7I/AAAAAAAAA7I/XAYlj6BK1eI/s400/vinnie.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hope you all have a great week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-8499369777118576945?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8499369777118576945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=8499369777118576945&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8499369777118576945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8499369777118576945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/05/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-abFasfSe_zA/TdKXy8xOc7I/AAAAAAAAA7I/XAYlj6BK1eI/s72-c/vinnie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-1989576196139456753</id><published>2011-05-09T10:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T10:36:30.577-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the pups'/><title type='text'>Happy Monday!</title><content type='html'>Saturday morning I got a phone call from the local flower shop. They said they were trying to deliver flowers to my work, which is closed on Saturdays.  I told them where we lived and they delivered them to our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OTkWdaPdT_Y/TcgHeraHBaI/AAAAAAAAA7E/N1FkLyCbVtk/s1600/flowers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OTkWdaPdT_Y/TcgHeraHBaI/AAAAAAAAA7E/N1FkLyCbVtk/s320/flowers.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I took a picture of the card but I guess it didn't say.  (I'm still semi smart phone illiterate.)   It said something along the lines of &lt;i&gt;Thanks for all you do for our little family.  Love, Matt, Ozzy, Princess, and Lil Vinnie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8NPb2I2Xhm8/TcgHY_DE0XI/AAAAAAAAA7A/U4RFSoxs8rw/s1600/pups.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8NPb2I2Xhm8/TcgHY_DE0XI/AAAAAAAAA7A/U4RFSoxs8rw/s320/pups.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I spend some time on the deck Saturday.  Ozzy and Princess sunbathed.  And little Vinnie ran around and peed on stuff.  I took my Business Law final.  I think I did fairly well, but like I said, I'm beyond caring this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, the pups actually let me sleep in.  Matt took me out to lunch.  And then we took a nap on the couch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a Happy Mothers' Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-1989576196139456753?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1989576196139456753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=1989576196139456753&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1989576196139456753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1989576196139456753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OTkWdaPdT_Y/TcgHeraHBaI/AAAAAAAAA7E/N1FkLyCbVtk/s72-c/flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-2864161081738726155</id><published>2011-05-05T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T10:34:03.628-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Checked out</title><content type='html'>I've been a busy gal lately.&amp;nbsp; I worked both last Friday and Saturday at the V.&amp;nbsp; I made more there in two days than I do in my real job in 4 days.&amp;nbsp; And I got to work with one of my best good friends Saturday night because there was a party in the banquet room.&amp;nbsp; So between work, homework, and housework things have been pretty hectic for the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have officially "check out" mentally this semester.&amp;nbsp; I have one week and three finals to take.&amp;nbsp; But, I'm done.&amp;nbsp; Mentally anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get a 26% on my Business Law final to get an A in the class.&amp;nbsp; The teacher caters to the immature 18 year-olds in my class that only like to show up on test days.&amp;nbsp; The lowest grade I have gotten on a test is a 109%.&amp;nbsp; The final is a take home final.&amp;nbsp; I'm not reading the chapters.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sprucing up my study guides.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to wing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a 55% on my Managerial Accounting final to get an A in that class.&amp;nbsp; It's an online class so obviously I can use my book on that one.&amp;nbsp; I may study a little &lt;s&gt;or not&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my typing-letters-to-imaginary-people class, I think I need to just show up to get an A.&amp;nbsp; Or get like a 10% or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, therefore, I'm done.&amp;nbsp; No more reading chapters upon chapters of contract law.&amp;nbsp; No more figuring cost of goods sold.&amp;nbsp; And certainly no more writing pretend letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have a until a month from tomorrow to rejuvenate my brain before the summer semester starts.&amp;nbsp; I'm taking an Excel class this summer.&amp;nbsp; I love Excel.&amp;nbsp; I excel in Excel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great weekend!&amp;nbsp; I'll be working.&amp;nbsp; I figure I might as well do it while I still can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-2864161081738726155?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2864161081738726155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=2864161081738726155&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2864161081738726155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2864161081738726155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/05/checked-out.html' title='Checked out'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-6062515490745694239</id><published>2011-04-29T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T10:16:40.786-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><title type='text'>I did something I said I'd never do.</title><content type='html'>I broke down and got a smart phone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been due for an upgrade for about 3 months.&amp;nbsp; I was getting antsy to get a new phone.&amp;nbsp; Apparently, they don't make descent phones anymore that aren't smart phones.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back and forth with getting one for the last 3 months.&amp;nbsp; I checked my e-mail and sometimes facebook on my old phone when we would go camping &lt;s&gt;and sometimes in class&lt;/s&gt; but that's about it.&amp;nbsp; I didn't pay for a data package so it would only cost a couple bucks a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Verizon and threw a fit that I wanted a limited data package if I was going to have to get a smart phone.&amp;nbsp; That did not work.&amp;nbsp; But we were able to lower our shared minutes.&amp;nbsp; We also switched the account to Matt's name and are getting a military discount.&amp;nbsp; (15% I believe)&amp;nbsp; So, it's really not going to cost anymore for me to have a smart phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, I decided to make the plunge.&amp;nbsp; I took an early lunch, went to the Verizon store, picked out the LG Vortex, and was sent on my way.&amp;nbsp; I got back to work and had a fit.&amp;nbsp; Let me back track a little bit.&amp;nbsp; My old phone was all touch screen so I thought I'd be fine with one that was all touch screen.&amp;nbsp; So anyway, this Vortex, the touch screen was super sensitive.&amp;nbsp; It was constantly spelling the wrong words.&amp;nbsp; And I gave up on trying to figure the damn thing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Verizon. &lt;s&gt;I was pissed off at the world.&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp; And told them I was bring the phone back.&amp;nbsp; I talked to the boss, who I had dealt with during my purchasing of the phone.&amp;nbsp; I told her I either wanted one I could work or I wanted my old one turned back on.&amp;nbsp; She recommended the Ally.&amp;nbsp; It was a touchscreen but also a slide out keyboard.&amp;nbsp; And she also said she'd waive the re-stocking fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I went back and got the Ally.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is I can text on it and I was able to answer a phone call.&amp;nbsp; The bad news is I won't have time to really mess with it until Sunday.&amp;nbsp; I think I should be able to figure out the basics.&amp;nbsp; I'm not 70 years old and I'm not mentally challenged but these new fangled contraptions are no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great weekend!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-6062515490745694239?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6062515490745694239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=6062515490745694239&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6062515490745694239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6062515490745694239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-did-something-i-said-id-never-do.html' title='I did something I said I&apos;d never do.'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-5554227585194432971</id><published>2011-04-26T08:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T11:37:13.990-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook funnies'/><title type='text'>Facebook Funnies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It's once again time for "Facebook Funnies."&amp;nbsp; Post all the weird, unusual, creepy, or funny &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;statuses that make you go hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;! and then link back to here.&amp;nbsp; Just don't use anyone's name, address, school, ect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/%20" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o28/steph_ozzy/FF12Resized300x288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Feel free to grab the button.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;textarea cols="20" rows="4"&gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;a border="0" href="http://www.imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o28/steph_ozzy/FF12Resized209x200.jpg" /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Here we go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't you hate it when your kids wander into the bar when they know they're supposed to stay in the car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Luckily, my kids don't have thumbs and can't get out of the car when I'm in the bar.&amp;nbsp; *rolls eyes*&amp;nbsp; I hope this person isn't serious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;51% of Americans have Facebook....even so, 99% of them still don't give a shit if you're "Excited to go shopping later"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My thoughts exactly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You know you're a perve when you run out of ***** up things to type in to a porn search engine :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You know you are a perve when you are typing things into porn search engines period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok now....Charlie Sheen was hospilized for a HERNIA. So remember kids, when you have a giant suitcase of coke....lift with your legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Very good advice here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;my poor sweet baby keeps telling me she needs to go poop, and every time we sit on the potty she says she is going, but she is constipated i think, she is having a rough time. I am giving her a warm bath to try and help, hopefully it happens soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;TMI! TMI! No one cares about your kids bowel movements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you wear a crash helmet when driving a car, people will stare...but I'll bet they get the **** out of your way!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, I bet they would get out of the way.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I'll try this one sometime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Did a little landscaping around the house tonight...now I think it's time for some manscaping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Again, TMI! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How am I supposed to masturbate when you people keep messaging me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What's up with all the perves this week?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Feel free to link up and share!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=86370" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Also, if you hurry, you still have time to enter Brittany's &lt;a href="http://talesfromasailorssoulmate.blogspot.com/2011/04/check-out-my-giveaway.html"&gt;giveaway&lt;/a&gt; over at Tales From a Sailor's Soul Mate!&amp;nbsp; She's giving away all kinds of awesome red, white, and blue goodies in honor of having 100 followers.&amp;nbsp; Hurry though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh and if you are a new follower of my blog, thanks for stopping by and please say hi so I can go check your blog out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Happy Tuesday!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-5554227585194432971?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5554227585194432971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=5554227585194432971&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5554227585194432971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5554227585194432971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/04/facebook-funnies.html' title='Facebook Funnies'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-6334684302381579501</id><published>2011-04-22T17:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:00:02.997-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>Camper Remodel</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we did some work to the camper. Here some before pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xWlLi0-AWro/Ta-Ox07N76I/AAAAAAAAA6M/ymLHz7lEip8/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xWlLi0-AWro/Ta-Ox07N76I/AAAAAAAAA6M/ymLHz7lEip8/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kI3YqaX9MQc/Ta-PIGhmxPI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/vdNbd7ZEI3c/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kI3YqaX9MQc/Ta-PIGhmxPI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/vdNbd7ZEI3c/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WRn4tbhvDD4/Ta-PRdq--0I/AAAAAAAAA6U/MIig8KxHsM4/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WRn4tbhvDD4/Ta-PRdq--0I/AAAAAAAAA6U/MIig8KxHsM4/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zFXKRpeA9XQ/Ta-PXRz_NbI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/ibAoJSI_LRE/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zFXKRpeA9XQ/Ta-PXRz_NbI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/ibAoJSI_LRE/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8vbNN3CpIf8/Ta-PdUiED1I/AAAAAAAAA6c/jRz1kGSqTfs/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8vbNN3CpIf8/Ta-PdUiED1I/AAAAAAAAA6c/jRz1kGSqTfs/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DLkeWx8Dnwk/Ta-PjtLyn2I/AAAAAAAAA6g/FSbFAWdhIVM/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DLkeWx8Dnwk/Ta-PjtLyn2I/AAAAAAAAA6g/FSbFAWdhIVM/s320/008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And now after:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I6GFRNBA0j0/Ta-PpyjgJtI/AAAAAAAAA6k/U48x_XLMcCg/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I6GFRNBA0j0/Ta-PpyjgJtI/AAAAAAAAA6k/U48x_XLMcCg/s320/009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We got rid of the ugly carpet and added hardwood flooring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EllZzcedfAA/Ta-PwDVT4XI/AAAAAAAAA6o/PpMRVfM0iSk/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EllZzcedfAA/Ta-PwDVT4XI/AAAAAAAAA6o/PpMRVfM0iSk/s320/015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We painted all the cabinet doors a dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4GOEf8gPZU0/Ta-P2LVDTnI/AAAAAAAAA6s/3AjUDY5mTec/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4GOEf8gPZU0/Ta-P2LVDTnI/AAAAAAAAA6s/3AjUDY5mTec/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung the cabinet above the table.&amp;nbsp; The table was also repainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gbiKFRP0mio/Ta-P_rgZLCI/AAAAAAAAA60/TiAskg1x06s/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gbiKFRP0mio/Ta-P_rgZLCI/AAAAAAAAA60/TiAskg1x06s/s320/026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m41xpge4qtM/Ta-QI6a05yI/AAAAAAAAA64/cmqDQy0jMfU/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m41xpge4qtM/Ta-QI6a05yI/AAAAAAAAA64/cmqDQy0jMfU/s320/024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an awesome cup I found on the Internet. For my mixed drinks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PDXVPGdDoD0/Ta-P8AWTjdI/AAAAAAAAA6w/L171GpQv4MQ/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PDXVPGdDoD0/Ta-P8AWTjdI/AAAAAAAAA6w/L171GpQv4MQ/s320/016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this posts, I hope to be using this cup.&amp;nbsp; Hope you all have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-6334684302381579501?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6334684302381579501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=6334684302381579501&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6334684302381579501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6334684302381579501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/04/camper-remodel.html' title='Camper Remodel'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xWlLi0-AWro/Ta-Ox07N76I/AAAAAAAAA6M/ymLHz7lEip8/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-4410019432495857880</id><published>2011-04-21T10:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T10:31:04.251-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess'/><title type='text'>Miss Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I dropped Miss Princess off to get her hair cut this morning.&amp;nbsp; She always gets nervous about going.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure she thinks I'm going to abandon her like the idiot we got her from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;She actually had a panic attack about 2 weeks ago.&amp;nbsp; We were messing around &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(not that kind of messing around) &lt;/span&gt;outside in the camper.&amp;nbsp; I had left all the dogs in the house.&amp;nbsp; The boys snuck out and Princess got left inside.&amp;nbsp; Then I let her out and she saw that the boys were in the camper.&amp;nbsp; I think she thought we were going to go camping without her.&amp;nbsp; For about a half an hour after we came inside, she was in freak-out mode.&amp;nbsp; Panting, shaking, crying.&amp;nbsp; I sat next to her and told her how pretty she was and that we'd never leave her.&amp;nbsp; She eventually calmed down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Then the other night we had a really bad storm.&amp;nbsp; Tornado watches, hail, lots of wind, and stuff.&amp;nbsp; She freaked out again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So this morning, I told the vets assistant about it.&amp;nbsp; (She gets groomed at the vets.)&amp;nbsp; They all know that she has been abused and neglected.&amp;nbsp; The vet's assistant said that lots of dogs are on medicine to keep them calm.&amp;nbsp; I'm just not sure that I want to drug her.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I could give it to her once in awhile if I know something is going to happen that will freak her out.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I'm going to talk to the vet when I go pay for her hair-do after work.&amp;nbsp; My mom is going to pick her up around noon so she doesn't have to be there all day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;s&gt;She's not spoiled at all.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Miss Princess has struggled with her weight since we got her.&amp;nbsp; Poor little thing, I can relate.&amp;nbsp; She got weighed this morning.&amp;nbsp; She's lost 1.3 pounds.&amp;nbsp; I guess we're going to have to keep walking so we can both have nice figures this summer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6eujVWDh9A/TbBIKpEb2oI/AAAAAAAAA68/wGZ6v8zaFFY/s1600/PRINCESS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6eujVWDh9A/TbBIKpEb2oI/AAAAAAAAA68/wGZ6v8zaFFY/s320/PRINCESS.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My little diva&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-4410019432495857880?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4410019432495857880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=4410019432495857880&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4410019432495857880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4410019432495857880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/04/miss-princess.html' title='Miss Princess'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6eujVWDh9A/TbBIKpEb2oI/AAAAAAAAA68/wGZ6v8zaFFY/s72-c/PRINCESS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-2020271722183712677</id><published>2011-04-19T09:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T10:12:45.591-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Hello Spring Break!</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't blogged lately.&amp;nbsp; I've been busy.&amp;nbsp; Also, last week I sort of felt like nothing I could say seemed that significant compared to what was going on in one of my blogger friend's lives.&amp;nbsp; Some of you should know what I'm talking about. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday at 8:00 P.M. my Spring Break officially started.&amp;nbsp; I've been busy taking advantage of not having to write letters to imaginary people, do accounting for imaginary businesses, and reading chapters upon chapters for Business Law.&amp;nbsp; Thus far, it has been AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cardinals seem to have gotten their act together, aside from the fact that our closing pitcher has lost 4 games for us.&amp;nbsp; But, overall, the season is getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday my parents came over and helped us do some stuff around the house and to the camper.&amp;nbsp; I will post a before and after of the camper.&amp;nbsp; I'll try to schedule it to post this weekend.&amp;nbsp; This weekend, &lt;b&gt;we are going camping.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; It's supposed to rain but we're bring the TV from the kitchen and a DVD player.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I can get some snuggle time in with the pups and Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, my daddy took me mushroom hunting.&amp;nbsp; Not sure where in the U.S. they all grow and all that good stuff.&amp;nbsp; But they are growing here now.&amp;nbsp; I'm supposed to go again tonight with my cousin.&amp;nbsp; I don't really like to eat them and Matt said he's not sure if he likes them either.&amp;nbsp; So we mostly go just for fun.&amp;nbsp; I saw three turtles last night.&amp;nbsp; One of them scared the bajeezus out of me.&amp;nbsp; Turtles are weird.&amp;nbsp; And I found a tick in my hair last night.&amp;nbsp; Gross.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, it's worth getting to spend some quality time with my daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't really have any plans Wednesday or Thurday night but I'm positive I'm going to be taking advantage of my time off of school in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hope you all have a great week!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some good "Facebook Funnies" and I plan on posting those with the link-up early next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-2020271722183712677?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2020271722183712677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=2020271722183712677&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2020271722183712677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2020271722183712677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello-spring-break.html' title='Hello Spring Break!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-5646360199047354644</id><published>2011-04-07T09:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T09:50:18.853-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Totally Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have been crazy busy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Two weeks until camping season officially begins for us. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm starting to get burnt out on school this semester.&amp;nbsp; I'm so ready for it to be over.&amp;nbsp; Matt texted me last night while I was at class and said he was on his way home from school.&amp;nbsp; My reply was, "I'm still here typing f-ing letters to imaginary people."&amp;nbsp; If anyone every looked at the files on my flash drive, they would think I am nuts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bought a carpet shampooer last week one day.&amp;nbsp; I figured in the long run it would be cheaper just to buy one.&amp;nbsp; So far, the carpet in the office is done and half of the spare bedroom.&amp;nbsp; Tuesday night we started on the spare bedroom and while getting the room ready I found all my old CD's.&amp;nbsp; I listened to some of them on the way to work this morning.&amp;nbsp; I found one mix with some Rolling Stones, Telsa, Van Halen, and Guns and Roses.&amp;nbsp; I was pumped.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The pups are loving the nice weather, little Vinnie especially.&amp;nbsp; We have doggie doors and a fenced-in yard. In the evenings, I have been leaving the big doors open so they can go outside if they want.&amp;nbsp; Vinnie spends most of the evening outside running laps and playing with his toys.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I will look out the window to check on him and see a streak of black. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We ordered a cabinet for our camper last week and it came Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; I had called earlier in the day to see if it was one the way and how much exactly was the charge.&amp;nbsp; The shipping charge was $140.&amp;nbsp; I almost had a stroke.&amp;nbsp; I guess I can understand why it cost so much because it was in a wooden crate.&amp;nbsp; It seriously took us like 30 minutes to get it out of the crate.&amp;nbsp; The anticipation was overwhelming.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mom and Dad are coming over next weekend to help us to finish some projects outside and in the camper (cabinet we got).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;It seems like I have been working more at the V lately.&amp;nbsp; But that will probably change as soon as camping season is in full effect. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;One of my bosses told me this morning that she ordered me a new computer.&amp;nbsp; I'm hoping I can have the privilege of throwing the one I use now into the dumpster.&amp;nbsp; It's a ssssllllllllooooooooowww pile of crap. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Happy Thursday!&amp;nbsp; Hope it's a great one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-5646360199047354644?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5646360199047354644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=5646360199047354644&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5646360199047354644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5646360199047354644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/04/totally-random.html' title='Totally Random'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-1956950813560369177</id><published>2011-04-01T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T10:02:36.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a worried momma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;What's up with this new posting view dealy?&amp;nbsp; I hope I'm computer savvy enough to figure it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;This morning Ozzy had to go to the vet to get his teeth cleaned.&amp;nbsp; I always get nervous/worried when I have to take him there.&amp;nbsp; They have to put him under to clean them.&amp;nbsp; I may have got a little teary eyed when I told him "Be good, I'll be here to get you after work."&amp;nbsp; Poor little fella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I really like his vet though and I made sure to tell the nurse that I would call "several times" to check on him.&amp;nbsp; I wonder how early is too early to check on him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HaYGNfebgic/TZXm2KvARvI/AAAAAAAAA54/6Hu7b1YAzs4/s1600/ozzy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HaYGNfebgic/TZXm2KvARvI/AAAAAAAAA54/6Hu7b1YAzs4/s320/ozzy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Ozzy and Matt got to watch most of the Opening Day game yesterday.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, the Cardinals lost.&amp;nbsp; But hey, it was only the first game.&amp;nbsp; I could not be more excited that baseball season is finally here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So I want to know who watches baseball and who is your team?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-1956950813560369177?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1956950813560369177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=1956950813560369177&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1956950813560369177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1956950813560369177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-worried-momma.html' title='I&apos;m a worried momma'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HaYGNfebgic/TZXm2KvARvI/AAAAAAAAA54/6Hu7b1YAzs4/s72-c/ozzy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-3602909081534725391</id><published>2011-03-29T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T12:05:51.390-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>I have spring fever.... bad.</title><content type='html'>I am more than ready for the weather to be nice and stay nice.  I'm ready to go camping.  And I'm ready to drink beer by a campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are somewhat new to my blog, please click &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/home-sweet-camper.html//"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and check out our sweet camper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our camper for a steal of a price.  And we've already got our money's worth of usage out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one complaint I have about our camper is that the storage areas are limited and some of them are hard to get to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in storage right now, it has been there since November.  We went and measured a cabinet in it yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the couch on the right, there is a big storage area.  But you have to lift the seat up to get to it.  We ordered a cabinet door for it and we're going to cut a hole in the front of the couch deal so that you can get into the storage area without lifting the seat.  I wonder if that makes any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also ordered a cabinet that will be mounted above the dining table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new doors will not match the rest of the camper so I'm going to try to talk Matt into painting all the doors before camping season starts.  (Officially Easter weekend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, someday I'd like to replace the carpeting and linoleum with laminate flooring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, I just want to get it out of storage, cleaned up, and filled with our junk so we can get out of our house for a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2sNFMmnBVQ/TZIPeg2ZO8I/AAAAAAAAA5w/c8vo78mIub4/s1600/SCAMP.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2sNFMmnBVQ/TZIPeg2ZO8I/AAAAAAAAA5w/c8vo78mIub4/s400/SCAMP.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589547104408779714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our little Scamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4933330048143260342-3602909081534725391?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3602909081534725391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=3602909081534725391&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/3602909081534725391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/3602909081534725391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-have-spring-fever-bad.html' title='I have spring fever.... bad.'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2sNFMmnBVQ/TZIPeg2ZO8I/AAAAAAAAA5w/c8vo78mIub4/s72-c/SCAMP.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-7894532230596436911</id><published>2011-03-22T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T10:56:52.275-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><title type='text'>Happy Tax Refund!</title><content type='html'>This year we got a healthy tax return, mostly due to the fact that we both go to school and we pay for mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been planning on getting a new refrigerator for awhile.  We went and picked one out about 2 weeks ago.  And let me tell you, picking out a refrigerator is harder than it sounds.  I wanted one with a bottom freezer drawer.  Our old one has an ice and water dispenser so I really wanted to keep that option.  Matt wanted stainless steel.  Also, that spot where our refrigerator goes is only so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about an hour of wandering around in the refrigerator section, I decided on one and then changed my mind halfway through ringing it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one we ordered came in yesterday.  My daddy help us get it all set up.  Here she is: (pictures via my craptastic cell phone camera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qWj7ukPztYU/TYjEVuxGjTI/AAAAAAAAA5o/nrSdzRQi5Us/s1600/fridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qWj7ukPztYU/TYjEVuxGjTI/AAAAAAAAA5o/nrSdzRQi5Us/s400/fridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586931215363378482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isn't she pretty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XeeYxyxh_-k/TYjETKKdmKI/AAAAAAAAA5g/70y-3PQvM8k/s1600/fridge1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XeeYxyxh_-k/TYjETKKdmKI/AAAAAAAAA5g/70y-3PQvM8k/s400/fridge1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586931171177896098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9KCEBLd_xxU/TYjEQ3lItZI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/4k91eZHWGWw/s1600/fridge2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9KCEBLd_xxU/TYjEQ3lItZI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/4k91eZHWGWw/s400/fridge2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586931131829761426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freezer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love, love, love it.  It's so quite and I was pleasantly surprised with how much stuff fits in the freezer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sorta wanted to sleep next to it last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old refrigerator when to Matt's &lt;s&gt;home&lt;/s&gt; garage.  Once the bathroom is done out there, all he'll need to do is take his clothes out there and he could just live in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-7894532230596436911?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7894532230596436911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=7894532230596436911&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7894532230596436911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7894532230596436911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-tax-refund.html' title='Happy Tax Refund!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qWj7ukPztYU/TYjEVuxGjTI/AAAAAAAAA5o/nrSdzRQi5Us/s72-c/fridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-8356643462484587217</id><published>2011-03-15T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T10:13:52.171-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Life is weird.  We work hard.  We take care of our stuff.  We try to get ahead.  We go to school.  Just when we think this is all enough, life throws a curve ball at us and it doesn't seem to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will make it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot about friends.  I think I only have two friends, besides my husband, that 100%, without a doubt, "get me".  I don't see either of them that often because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; gets in the way.  I guess I should be thankful that I do have these people in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the icing on the cake.  I don't really want to go into all the details but it's military related and NOT deployment.  Matt's time with the Army is almost up.   On one hand, this is good.  On the other, it's scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Friday off work.  The plan was to do homework and pull myself out of my funk.  I did get some homework done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretty much did homework all weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt took me out to eat Sunday.  We went to Applebee's.  The closest one is like 30 miles away.  But that's where I wanted to go because I had been seeing the commercials all weekend.  While we were there the lady sitting next to us was bitching about how dry her chicken was.  Of course, she said nothing to the server but as soon as the manager asked her how things were she was more than ready to bitch about it.  This reminded me how thankful I am that I do not wait tables anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's Mod I class is over.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He got an A!&lt;/span&gt;  It's probably the first A he's gotten since junior high P.E.  I'm so proud of him.  I can't wait to send his mother a copy of his grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as my classes go, I got 110% on my first Business Law test.  Thank God for dumbasses and curves.  I'm getting an A in my formatting class and an A- or B+ in my accounting class.  There is still opportunity for bonus in my accounting class though so hopefully I will be able to get an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this weekend we are going to go out.  One of my BFF's should be out with us so maybe I'll be able to get myself together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for sunshine and camping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-8356643462484587217?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8356643462484587217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=8356643462484587217&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8356643462484587217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8356643462484587217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/03/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-6027749312439737276</id><published>2011-03-09T08:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T08:40:49.053-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Giveaway Winner</title><content type='html'>Yesterday evening was the end of My Favorite Things Giveaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were over thirty entries in the drawing. Thank you to everyone who entered my giveaway.  And thanks again to everyone who reads and takes the time to comment on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew a winner the old fashion way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I9yqqcYQqHk/TXbrQIE_HhI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/szGrhL-gtQY/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I9yqqcYQqHk/TXbrQIE_HhI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/szGrhL-gtQY/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581907450451140114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the winner is ...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cz7KOkPBcSM/TXbrB52SuUI/AAAAAAAAA5I/e4p1QzIl918/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cz7KOkPBcSM/TXbrB52SuUI/AAAAAAAAA5I/e4p1QzIl918/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581907206113245506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mcdancingthroughlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;McDancer at McDancing Through Life!&lt;/a&gt;  Congrats!  Please email your address me at imwatchingairplanes@yahoo.com and I will get everything in the mail soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't read her blog, go check it out.  She's one of my favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-6027749312439737276?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6027749312439737276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=6027749312439737276&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6027749312439737276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6027749312439737276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/03/giveaway-winner.html' title='Giveaway Winner'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I9yqqcYQqHk/TXbrQIE_HhI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/szGrhL-gtQY/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-1880649238498281756</id><published>2011-03-07T08:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T08:38:11.341-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook funnies'/><title type='text'>Facebook Funnies</title><content type='html'>It's once again time for "Facebook Funnies."  Post all the weird, unusual, creepy, or funny &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;statuses that make you go hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;! and then link back to here.  Just don't use anyone's name, address, school, ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/%20" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o28/steph_ozzy/FF12Resized300x288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Feel free to grab the button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea rows="4" cols="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o28/steph_ozzy/FF12Resized209x200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I FINALLY found a machine at the gym I like... the vending machine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that more or less defeats the purpose of going to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good grief charlie brown! I leave early for school and I'm gonna be earlier for school than normal and then...chooo choooooo! Fiddlesticks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why but I found this one hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;time is never waisted when your wasted all the time :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if you weren't wasted all the time, you could actually spell wasted.  I can't remember who this was but, lord help us all if they have kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skunk mating season starts in February. I HAD to google this. There are so many dead skunks on the road and I needed to know why. FYI mating season for skunk yearlings starts in March. Be on the lookout for dead baby skunks next month. Just thought you'd like to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would explain all the dead skunks and foul smells lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear lady in front of me with the six screaming kids under the age of 9: You see that box of condoms that mysteriously appeared in your cart? You are welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this is a true story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Her dog] learned how to "shake" and "high-five" by watching another dog do it. Do you think if he stares at me long enough while I fold laundry that he'll start helping me out??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't that be great!  I'd have my pups cleaning the kitchen floor in addition to folding the laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget if you link up today you will receive 2 extra entries in my &lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/02/giveaway-my-favorite-things.html"&gt;giveaway&lt;/a&gt;.  The giveaway ends at 4 pm central time tomorrow so make sure you link up before then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=79410" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-1880649238498281756?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1880649238498281756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=1880649238498281756&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1880649238498281756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1880649238498281756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/03/facebook-funnies.html' title='Facebook Funnies'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-7794239158895947243</id><published>2011-03-04T07:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T12:04:59.443-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinnie'/><title type='text'>Our little boy is 1</title><content type='html'>Today is little Vinnie's 1st birthday. Now I know what all you moms and dads mean about how they grow up so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UTT13PSHy70/TW7HweB00xI/AAAAAAAAA3I/fjcuoKGRK6E/s1600/babyvinny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579616623866991378" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UTT13PSHy70/TW7HweB00xI/AAAAAAAAA3I/fjcuoKGRK6E/s400/babyvinny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The night we brought Vinnie home &lt;s&gt;from the hospital&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nK8qTJ2BRr0/TW7KIiBt75I/AAAAAAAAA4I/nF4eAb0qh_E/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579619236280397714" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nK8qTJ2BRr0/TW7KIiBt75I/AAAAAAAAA4I/nF4eAb0qh_E/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loved toys immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23j5kTnyegw/TW7KA-jNITI/AAAAAAAAA4A/-wOUKOiPiv0/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579619106498093362" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23j5kTnyegw/TW7KA-jNITI/AAAAAAAAA4A/-wOUKOiPiv0/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves playing outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lq-MNUA0gFE/TW7JzF9xsdI/AAAAAAAAA34/DR9dHSUBIac/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579618867970421202" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lq-MNUA0gFE/TW7JzF9xsdI/AAAAAAAAA34/DR9dHSUBIac/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's quite fond of his big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YxufZlriOAo/TW7MJXtJqpI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/KXAnfSDBiLs/s1600/0704001112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579621449712904850" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YxufZlriOAo/TW7MJXtJqpI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/KXAnfSDBiLs/s400/0704001112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves to take naps with his mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-auxOlBDek3k/TW7OhP6zHeI/AAAAAAAAA4o/9_Rmo2HQx-k/s1600/Vinnie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579624058962779618" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-auxOlBDek3k/TW7OhP6zHeI/AAAAAAAAA4o/9_Rmo2HQx-k/s400/Vinnie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes he even holds his toy while he sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cX86HZw326Y/TW7JEcndXAI/AAAAAAAAA3o/bFTfte4dG08/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579618066596977666" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cX86HZw326Y/TW7JEcndXAI/AAAAAAAAA3o/bFTfte4dG08/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He likes to go camping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jbxbhIsnVy0/TW7JgYtPCAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/kMjlh6vFJYM/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579618546583799810" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jbxbhIsnVy0/TW7JgYtPCAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/kMjlh6vFJYM/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEPxp79gaRg/TW-2QZ3ib6I/AAAAAAAAA4w/280cOEAeo0A/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579878856273325986" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEPxp79gaRg/TW-2QZ3ib6I/AAAAAAAAA4w/280cOEAeo0A/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And playing with his brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cK5dwqy610s/TW7ItowaRuI/AAAAAAAAA3g/v4l8SQhI70w/s1600/003a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 364px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579617674718758626" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cK5dwqy610s/TW7ItowaRuI/AAAAAAAAA3g/v4l8SQhI70w/s400/003a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was a good boy so that Santa wouldn't forget him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dMz-KCnjeCg/TW7IiIwBx-I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/gzidzGdIJ3s/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579617477148657634" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dMz-KCnjeCg/TW7IiIwBx-I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/gzidzGdIJ3s/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He likes to lay around on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-57WpiGK9k5s/TW7H-CQ--jI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/p6rCb85NarI/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 287px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579616856932547122" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-57WpiGK9k5s/TW7H-CQ--jI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/p6rCb85NarI/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He likes to party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WITNVFCSXj8/TW7OTyZdGlI/AAAAAAAAA4g/vMrRKH3RDM4/s1600/0227111018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579623827699997266" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WITNVFCSXj8/TW7OTyZdGlI/AAAAAAAAA4g/vMrRKH3RDM4/s400/0227111018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of all, he loves his daddy. (This is how they sleep every night.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinnie is the only cuddler we have. He's also the biggest ball of energy/nut case we have. I wish he would stay a baby forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NaxHz9NIyXA/TXDc5HG60jI/AAAAAAAAA5A/sCSYYGodMvo/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NaxHz9NIyXA/TXDc5HG60jI/AAAAAAAAA5A/sCSYYGodMvo/s400/021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580202812030767666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Vinnie Paul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Monday I will be posting "Facebook Funnies". If you link up, you will receive two extra entries in my &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/02/giveaway-my-favorite-things.html"&gt;giveaway&lt;/a&gt;. Just link up before 4 p.m. central time on Tuesday.***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-7794239158895947243?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7794239158895947243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=7794239158895947243&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7794239158895947243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7794239158895947243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-little-boy-is-1.html' title='Our little boy is 1'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UTT13PSHy70/TW7HweB00xI/AAAAAAAAA3I/fjcuoKGRK6E/s72-c/babyvinny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-655284462200339738</id><published>2011-03-01T08:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T10:24:19.797-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new look'/><title type='text'>New blankie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;If you would like to enter my giveaway, click &lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/02/giveaway-my-favorite-things.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's acoholic beverage of choice is Crown Royal.  Not me, my theory is if it's brown it doesn't go down.  Anywho, Matt's been saving Crown Royal bags &lt;s&gt;since&lt;/s&gt; for a long time now.  When I used to have my shit job, I would keep the bags every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around October or November, we decided to make them into a quilt somehow.  I talked to Matt's mom about it and she came up with the design.  I went and picked out the other materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had the top pieced together by Christmas when we were over and hand quilted it by around the beginning of February.  My mom did the binding on the quilt which basically means sewing up the edges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; my husband has put into this quilt has caused a few fight and a lot of laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A4N6C5IHkTY/TWw33rsioLI/AAAAAAAAA3A/GvyYyfUkojo/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A4N6C5IHkTY/TWw33rsioLI/AAAAAAAAA3A/GvyYyfUkojo/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578895468167078066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the very center of the quilt and the only block that is a little different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDq1QsobBHE/TWw2-QsDHCI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ZyQo3YIGKo0/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDq1QsobBHE/TWw2-QsDHCI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ZyQo3YIGKo0/s400/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578894481664711714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the points on the quilt and I bought a purple bed skirt.  And there is &lt;s&gt;grouchass&lt;/s&gt; Ozzy helping me take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ClDv8F4Hva0/TWw2W_qoVrI/AAAAAAAAA2g/hnXVBjFrDug/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ClDv8F4Hva0/TWw2W_qoVrI/AAAAAAAAA2g/hnXVBjFrDug/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578893807080462002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some more blocks.  Don't you love my blurry pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U6aupjQSVbg/TWw2HK6e1cI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/-Bg3IVQmiyg/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U6aupjQSVbg/TWw2HK6e1cI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/-Bg3IVQmiyg/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578893535221831106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mommy made the throw pillows.  And I just noticed one is upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LtO-tTV2hjI/TWw3NqA6lSI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Oz4bI2-0KB8/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LtO-tTV2hjI/TWw3NqA6lSI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Oz4bI2-0KB8/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578894746161157410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mommy made the curtains too.  They are the dark color of purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ozvIxAx_XI/TWw3tNq4XSI/AAAAAAAAA24/iBc4qJjNodE/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ozvIxAx_XI/TWw3tNq4XSI/AAAAAAAAA24/iBc4qJjNodE/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578895288308358434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here are all the pups wondering what in the world I'm doing taking pictures of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all the colors.  Purple and teal are my favorite colors.  And I think the only way Matt will go for purple stuff in the bedroom is if Crown in involved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-655284462200339738?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/655284462200339738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=655284462200339738&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/655284462200339738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/655284462200339738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-blankie.html' title='New blankie'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A4N6C5IHkTY/TWw33rsioLI/AAAAAAAAA3A/GvyYyfUkojo/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-7544814285737048915</id><published>2011-02-24T10:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T10:45:53.695-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deployment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='army stuff'/><title type='text'>Award</title><content type='html'>Over the last week or so I was award the "Most Valuable Milspouse Award".  I received this award from &lt;a href="http://un-catchable.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashley @ Daydreams and Dog Tags&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mcdancingthroughlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;McDancer @ McDancing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mcdancingthroughlife.blogspot.com/"&gt; Through Life,&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://angiedmac.blogspot.com/"&gt;AngieDMac @ Oh, How Delightful!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OTTpg1iwcMA/TWZ_fo020yI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/GduniMG0RP0/s1600/milspouseaward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OTTpg1iwcMA/TWZ_fo020yI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/GduniMG0RP0/s400/milspouseaward.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577285370056725282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you ladies!  This one means more than the average award to me.  At one time, I was pretty much a superstar milspouse.  Now that my husband is in the Reserves, I'm only really a milspouse one weekend a month.  (Please no debates about this here.  I'm speaking from my experience and not making a generalization.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my husband will not and cannot be deployed.  Yes, we have survived a 15 month deployment and have still spent more of our relationship apart than together.  I still feel thankful that we have the experience of the deployment and being apart under our belts.  We both learned and grew from it.  But, by no means do I sacrifice as much as many of you do anymore.  Thank you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with that being said, I'd like to pass this one along to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://misadventuresofanarmywife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessica @ {Mis} Adventure of an Army Wife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://survin1stdeployment.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beka @ A Personal Look Into My Life As A GI Joe's Wife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://navywife24-adayinthelifeofanavywife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brittney @ A Day In The Life Of A Navy Wife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to enter my&lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/02/giveaway-my-favorite-things.html"&gt; giveaway&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-7544814285737048915?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7544814285737048915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=7544814285737048915&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7544814285737048915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7544814285737048915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/02/award.html' title='Award'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OTTpg1iwcMA/TWZ_fo020yI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/GduniMG0RP0/s72-c/milspouseaward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-5647867658715765913</id><published>2011-02-22T07:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T08:24:56.910-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>GIVEAWAY - My Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>Last week I hit 100 followers so I decided to do a giveaway to show you all how much I appreciate you taking an interest in my life.  This giveaway is sponsored by no one but myself and all opinions are my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nxxu3sMCgbg/TWL68QP_DVI/AAAAAAAAA2I/J846b_cMwis/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nxxu3sMCgbg/TWL68QP_DVI/AAAAAAAAA2I/J846b_cMwis/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576295201699204434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole shabang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FKtdxLjRN9g/TWL6qV_k1RI/AAAAAAAAA2A/cKYBBr6hZow/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FKtdxLjRN9g/TWL6qV_k1RI/AAAAAAAAA2A/cKYBBr6hZow/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576294894003344658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Febreze air freshner deal - This one doesn't have to be plugged in and doesn't take batteries.  And it smells awesome.  I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UfJk5oD7-eY/TWL6ck0JseI/AAAAAAAAA14/8NKbgF2Ew40/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UfJk5oD7-eY/TWL6ck0JseI/AAAAAAAAA14/8NKbgF2Ew40/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576294657463792098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brown sugar and vanilla body spray, lotion, and bubble bath.  This is one of my favorite scents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_U84y-odPcM/TWL6N7SHvlI/AAAAAAAAA1w/6mfLvSQ18rQ/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_U84y-odPcM/TWL6N7SHvlI/AAAAAAAAA1w/6mfLvSQ18rQ/s400/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576294405797035602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sexy hair samples - shampoo, conditioner, and some kind of revitalization stuff.  It's my favorite shampoo and the revitalization stuff does wonders for my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hu8EI5ACSrc/TWL5iAXNMvI/AAAAAAAAA1o/woo-ioGOwpM/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hu8EI5ACSrc/TWL5iAXNMvI/AAAAAAAAA1o/woo-ioGOwpM/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576293651246297842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uniball pens - Words cannot describe how awesome these pens are.  I'm kind of a pen freak and I have trouble using any pens but these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uR5g4pIQUFo/TWL43MDOLdI/AAAAAAAAA1g/j1kXOBNmvSc/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uR5g4pIQUFo/TWL43MDOLdI/AAAAAAAAA1g/j1kXOBNmvSc/s400/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576292915649326546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A magnetic pad of paper for making lists - I'm also a list making freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mk6hG86w3Z4/TWL4KNmjgII/AAAAAAAAA1Y/-3NwQhQLLdA/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mk6hG86w3Z4/TWL4KNmjgII/AAAAAAAAA1Y/-3NwQhQLLdA/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576292142971846786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soul Gravy - My favorite CD by my favorite band, Cross Canadian Ragweed.  The louder the better, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fx7p9-wI7Vc/TWL3qxMiC1I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/UcBK5Tl-PyE/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fx7p9-wI7Vc/TWL3qxMiC1I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/UcBK5Tl-PyE/s400/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576291602770561874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tate's lotion and chapstick - This stuff is awesome.  The lotion has about a bazillion different uses from conditioner to skin care.  It's all natural so it's great for someone with sensitive skin, like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88uri39xXNo/TWL3ePJyilI/AAAAAAAAA1I/CIRXAPjhImA/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88uri39xXNo/TWL3ePJyilI/AAAAAAAAA1I/CIRXAPjhImA/s400/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576291387473824338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday Cake candle - My favorite scent of candle, by far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To enter my giveaway you must be a follower and leave a comment saying that you would like to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For extra entries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 extra entry if you blog about it&lt;br /&gt;1 extra entry for each new follower that says they were referred by you&lt;br /&gt;1 extra entry if you already have or add my button to your blog&lt;br /&gt;2 extra entries if you link up with my next "Facebook Funnies".  It will be next week some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The giveaway ends Tuesday, March 8th at 4:00 p.m. central time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please comment on this blog for all entries, either separate comments for each entry or let me know in one comment all the entries you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again, for following my blog.  I am grateful for each and every one of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-5647867658715765913?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5647867658715765913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=5647867658715765913&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5647867658715765913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5647867658715765913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/02/giveaway-my-favorite-things.html' title='GIVEAWAY - My Favorite Things'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nxxu3sMCgbg/TWL68QP_DVI/AAAAAAAAA2I/J846b_cMwis/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-1503506394295893777</id><published>2011-02-18T15:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T15:50:00.939-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='f bomb'/><title type='text'>F-Bomb Friday</title><content type='html'>Today, I'm linking up with &lt;a href="http://4livinginfrance.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mimi at Living in France&lt;/a&gt; for F-bomb Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZR6Tf_XBnhw/TV6rC2WgcQI/AAAAAAAAA0w/NtsbB79NvtY/s1600/FBombFriday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZR6Tf_XBnhw/TV6rC2WgcQI/AAAAAAAAA0w/NtsbB79NvtY/s400/FBombFriday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575081454169256194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't follow Mimi, go check her out.  She's one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyasskissing, last weekend we had a Ladies Auxiliary Lunch at the VFW.  Yes, I'm in the Ladies Auxiliary and I'm under the age of 70.  Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most everyone makes some kind of dessert to serve with lunch.  This particular lunch we also had a bake sale.  Last time, I made cupcakes and only one little kid got them.  I ended up having the bring them home and ate most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I decided, I could handle making a chocolate cream pie.  As in, I bought the pie crust, made instant pudding, and added Ready Whip (you know, the stuff in a can) and mini chocolate chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made two pies Saturday afternoon, put them in the refrigerator, and went to a benefit for a couple hours.  This is the before pictures.  Purty, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lxtk6xF8uLg/TV6qpsWDIHI/AAAAAAAAA0o/R3kRUI6OIoo/s1600/PIE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lxtk6xF8uLg/TV6qpsWDIHI/AAAAAAAAA0o/R3kRUI6OIoo/s400/PIE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575081021986250866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the benefit, I came home and found this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8LJiJ4Kijqg/TV7oHhdDJoI/AAAAAAAAA04/RspmyS1Qo0Y/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8LJiJ4Kijqg/TV7oHhdDJoI/AAAAAAAAA04/RspmyS1Qo0Y/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575148604668192386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I know that I knew that the stuff in the can goes flat.  What the f-bomb was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, f-bomb it and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning, I went to the grocery store and bought some cool-whip and fixed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PyW2sRm03RI/TV7oZ81fz9I/AAAAAAAAA1A/f1xNcZ2JRWI/s1600/003.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/-PyW2sRm03RI/TV7oZ81fz9I/AAAAAAAAA1A/f1xNcZ2JRWI/s400/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575148921256136658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is one whole pie was eaten as dessert. One went towards the bake sale and as of the time I left, no one had bought it.  I didn't bright it home though.  And I really don't care what happened to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-1503506394295893777?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1503506394295893777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=1503506394295893777&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1503506394295893777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1503506394295893777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/02/f-bomb-friday.html' title='F-Bomb Friday'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZR6Tf_XBnhw/TV6rC2WgcQI/AAAAAAAAA0w/NtsbB79NvtY/s72-c/FBombFriday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-7778584826087487736</id><published>2011-02-17T09:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T09:11:52.095-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook funnies'/><title type='text'>Facebook Funnies</title><content type='html'>It's once again time for "Facebook Funnies."  Post all the weird, unusual, creepy, or funny &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;statuses that make you go hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;! and then link back to here.  Just don't use anyone's name, address, school, ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/%20" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o28/steph_ozzy/FF12Resized300x288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Feel free to grab the button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea rows="4" cols="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o28/steph_ozzy/FF12Resized209x200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Either I have the flu or I have accidentally poisoned myself.  It's really a toss up......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you accidentally poison yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING!!!  As of tomorrow, Facebook will creep into your bathroom when you're in the shower, fondle you butt, and pinch in you uncomfortable places.  To change this option, go to Privacy Settings&gt;Personal Settings&gt;BathroomSettings&gt;Fondling &amp;amp; Pinching Settings, and uncheck the Shenanigans box.  Facebook kept this one quite.  Copy &amp;amp; Paste on your status to alert the unaware.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better check that one out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;URGENT WARNING!!!  Facebook now automatically scans your brain through your monitor.  To block, go to kitchen, get aluminum foil, and wrap it around your head.  Stay calm and breathe through your left nostril ONLY.  This is a SERIOUS problem and has been confirmed by a cousin's girlfriend's neightbor's son's baby's mama and her pet chihuahua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My car horn is too embarrassing.  If you are ever out for a walk and you think a cartoon roadrunner is trying to get your attention, that's just me.  Mmmeee Mmeep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww... how cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would it be rude if I offered the gross man sitting next to me on the [train] a piece of gum?  Seriously gonna vomit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you hate it when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woke up a bit late this morning... but made it to class on time.... i definately didnt here my alarms....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing you made it because it appears you could use all the class time you could get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[The school I go to] College will be open tomorrow.  If anything changes, we will share the information through our traditional channels.  We're glad everyone is sharing their thoughts, but we ask that you avoid using profanity.  Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved going to my college's facebook when the weather was bad.  It was full of post from people complaining about how school should be closed.  I'm pretty sure they don't know base their decision to close the school on what is posted on their facebook wall.  It also reconfirms that 95% of the people that go to school there are idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELL YEAH!  Just beat my own record for consecutive days alive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone does this everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't know what's more annoying people who don't make since on here.  Or people who can't spell.  Ok ok its just me irritated [name].  that's me!  But seriously check your post before you post it.  Don't sound like a retard and people might respond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since...  I believe it's sense.  And you have a sentence fragment thrown in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish peep would stop talkin [crap] 2 my soon 2 b x hubby.  Our biz is our biz!  Stay the [heck] out of it!  We have kids 2gather.  You wanna ruin my kids life 2!  F^*&amp;amp;$ off!  I'm done with this [crap]!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the next day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well that talk went [crappy]!  Why even try?  I don't give a [crap]!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you put your business on Facebook if you don't want people getting involved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thinks that sometimes all it takes is being snowed in at work for a couple days to appreciate a good day off.... and whiskey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting snowed in at work?  That sounds horrible.  That might make me turn to whiskey too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to link up and share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=75993" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-7778584826087487736?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7778584826087487736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=7778584826087487736&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7778584826087487736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7778584826087487736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/02/facebook-funnies.html' title='Facebook Funnies'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-4700976177259572759</id><published>2011-02-15T08:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T08:42:10.083-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schoool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>I'm ready for spring break</title><content type='html'>I thought I better pop in and let you all know that I'm still alive.  This semester is becoming increasingly overwhelming for me so I've had my nose in a book&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;and not any books I want to be reading&lt;/span&gt; for the last week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt had drill this past weekend.  I always look forward to him having drill but then by Saturday evening I always miss him.  I can only talk to the dogs so much before I start to question my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my formatting class, I typed 22 (twenty-two) business letters this weekend.  And proofread them.  It's a good thing I'm a fast typer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my first B since I started going back to school last week.  (In my Accounting class) The good news is I didn't cry or punch anything or anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my first test in my Business Law class this week.  I don't understand the stuff really.  Also, after you are screwed over by the legal system it makes a person a little turned-off by the whole thing.  Anywho, I got my study guide all ready to go and I'm going to start cramming tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow/ice melted this weekend and the sun was out, which made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to post "Facebook Funnies" on Thursday and be on the look out for something very exciting around the beginning of next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a great Valentine's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-4700976177259572759?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4700976177259572759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=4700976177259572759&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4700976177259572759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4700976177259572759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-ready-for-spring-break.html' title='I&apos;m ready for spring break'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-6349053740793888457</id><published>2011-02-09T09:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T09:14:09.621-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craziness'/><title type='text'>Who needs a Wii</title><content type='html'>When Matt was in Iraq and shortly after, he had an addiction.  An addiction to buying junk online.  We would be instant messaging and he'd take forever to answer and I'd ask him what he was looking at.  He would tell me the most random stuff. (clothes for Ozzy, toy tractors, miniature motorcycles, ect.)  I have another story for another day I can tell you about some of the crazy stuff he ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is about an Nintendo Power Pad.  Anybody remember those?  Anybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TVKmheHeP9I/AAAAAAAAA0A/hwn4ofbSk0Q/s1600/3445713011_6f99f112b0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TVKmheHeP9I/AAAAAAAAA0A/hwn4ofbSk0Q/s400/3445713011_6f99f112b0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571698782961024978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Definitely not my picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's basically a two-sided mat that you can hook up to the Nintendo.  I'm talking about the 1980s original Nintendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TVKmrDyoG_I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/FrTZ3ZGKJyM/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TVKmrDyoG_I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/FrTZ3ZGKJyM/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571698947692960754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt bought one on eBay I think shortly after we were married.  It only has two games for it.  Matt had originally only purchased a track and field game for it.  I played it a couple times.  I suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TVKm0BRZ-AI/AAAAAAAAA0g/xWQczOH-vPI/s1600/world-class-track-screenshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TVKm0BRZ-AI/AAAAAAAAA0g/xWQczOH-vPI/s400/world-class-track-screenshot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571699101635573762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's power pad, well technically it's more mine because I've never once seen him use it, is in our spare bedroom.  The spare bedroom also doubles as my working out room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 2 weeks ago, Matt was junk hunting on the Internet again and found the other game that goes with the power pad for like 4 bucks.  It's a dance aerobics game.  So he asked if I wanted him to buy it for me.  I thought, "sure".  Maybe it would help me get good enough to be able to go to a Zumba class without having people laugh and point at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TVKmvLX98-I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/xXLTB_hY8HY/s1600/Power%2BPad%2BDance%2BAerobics.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TVKmvLX98-I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/xXLTB_hY8HY/s400/Power%2BPad%2BDance%2BAerobics.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571699018448106466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are a couple different things you can do with the game.  The first involves passing certain levels.  After about 4 tries, I passed level one.  It was intense.  Level 2 involved me doing some kind of crab maneuver and I failed miserably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point, she had me jumping up and down and slapping the floor.  Poor little Vinnie thought I'd lost my mind.  Every time I'd hit the floor, he'd bark and run out of the room.  He'd come back at the exact time I was hitting the floor again.  Repeat about 7 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing I tried was more like just follow along and if you mess up it doesn't really matter.  At the end of that she told me, "You need to practice your dance aerobics."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TVKmlK-scoI/AAAAAAAAA0I/NrXaOA29v5M/s1600/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TVKmlK-scoI/AAAAAAAAA0I/NrXaOA29v5M/s400/0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571698846543409794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She almost killed me.  She's mean, too skinny, and quite frankly, I think she enjoys putting me down.  Plus her leg warmers are ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs burned for like 3 days after I did it.  That was Friday.  I'll let her ridicule me some more again soon.  I should have let her last night but I wanted to catch up on some DVR while I worked out.  Oh well.  Someday, I'll show her what's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question for you though, what should I name her?  I mostly call her the names that I shouldn't say on here.  She needs a real person's name.  Remember she's straight up 80s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-6349053740793888457?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6349053740793888457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=6349053740793888457&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6349053740793888457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6349053740793888457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/02/who-needs-wii.html' title='Who needs a Wii'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TVKmheHeP9I/AAAAAAAAA0A/hwn4ofbSk0Q/s72-c/3445713011_6f99f112b0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-222718090037735158</id><published>2011-02-07T10:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T10:22:42.700-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><title type='text'>MckLinky Monday</title><content type='html'>Today, I'm linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.therhok.com/"&gt;RHOK&lt;/a&gt; for the Monday MckLinky.  The topic is to name and elaborate on my top 5 pet peeves.  Only 5, that's tough.  I have a ton of pet peeves.  I guess you could say that I'm easily annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://therhok.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="The RHOK" src="http://i371.photobucket.com/albums/oo160/ajsouthern/RHOKBUTTON-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The saying "It is what it is"&lt;/span&gt;  -  No shit.  If it were not what it is, it would be something else.  I truly can not stand this saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pop music&lt;/span&gt; - I think 99% of pop &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;artists&lt;/span&gt; are no talent ass hats.  Luckily, I can normally go with out having to listen to it.  The only time I'm subjected to it is when we go to the bar.  I'm thankful for my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Lack of manners while eating &lt;/span&gt;- I can't stand slurping or people who talk with food in there mouth.  Seriously, there is a &lt;s&gt;lady&lt;/s&gt; idiot I work with that talks on the phone to customers while eating.  Gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Receiving a text that says "k"&lt;/span&gt; - At least give me a "yes," "no," or "sounds good".  Not really sure why but this drives me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Liars &lt;/span&gt;- I especially hate when a person tells so many lies that they can't keep their lies straight.  Also, people who make their life sound perfect.  No one's life is perfect so stop acting like you shit rainbows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday's are a great day to list my pet peeves.  I could do this every Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-222718090037735158?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/222718090037735158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=222718090037735158&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/222718090037735158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/222718090037735158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/02/today-im-linking-up-with-rhok-for.html' title='MckLinky Monday'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-337396458610454765</id><published>2011-02-03T10:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T08:35:12.990-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the pups'/><title type='text'>I'm here</title><content type='html'>The last few days have been crazy.  Unless you've been living under a rock, you know that the mid-west got pounded with ice and then snow.  I'm not one to use the weather to make conversation so I'll spare you the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funeral was Sunday.  It was really sad.  Matt was a pallbearer.  His dress pants were about 3 sizes too small.  My smallest black pants were about 2 sizes too big.  I may have called him a fatass repeatedly once or twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even remember what else we did last weekend.  Must have been exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I worked from home.  We didn't have internet until about noon but I had a ton of stuff that I could do without the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pro's of working from home:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Staying in my pajamas until I took a shower on my "lunch break".  And then I put on clean pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Having the pups sit by me on the couch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Not having to deal with anyone I work with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eating when I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Perhaps most importantly, the coffee is better at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Getting more done in one day on the couch than I could in three days at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watching day time TV.  I'm totally envious of anyone that gets to watch court shows and the Price is Right everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Con's of working at home:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I can't really do all of my work at home since I don't have our software on my laptop so there was a big pile of crap waiting for me this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Matt asking 2487 times if they internet was working and why I hadn't call them yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Matt whining that he was hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  The pups bark at every leaf that falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could send Matt to work everyday, I'd give my left arm to be able to work from home.  Seriously, I'm not that big of a "people person" anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are all doing well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-337396458610454765?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/337396458610454765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=337396458610454765&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/337396458610454765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/337396458610454765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-here.html' title='I&apos;m here'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-2998670101486024172</id><published>2011-01-26T10:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T10:39:42.638-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn cigerettes'/><title type='text'>I hate cancer</title><content type='html'>On Christmas Eve, a friend, of our's, Bill, that we know from the VFW wasn't feeling well.  Over the course of the next week, he was sent from hospital to hospital.  He eventually found out that he had cancer.  It had started in his lungs and spread to his brain.  He was only in his 50's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was put on steroids and went through some radiation.  He came into the V twice since then when I was working.  Instead of a Miller Lite he drank a Mt. Dew.  He seemed to be doing relatively ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, another guy, Lynn, that comes into the V called me and said he passed away.  Yesterday he wasn't feeling well so Lynn took him to the doctor, as he has been since they found out he had cancer.  The doctor sent him to the ER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn stayed with him until late in the afternoon.  He told Bill he needed to go home to feed his dog and such and he'd be back between 6 and 7.  As soon as Lynn got home, the hospital called and said he needed to come back.  When he got back, he wasn't allowed to go in the room.  About 5:30 the doctor came out and said Bill had passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill didn't really suffer and he wasn't in a lot of pain over the last month.  Bill was retired from the Army and a veteran of Desert Storm.  Please keep him, his family, and friends in your thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-2998670101486024172?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2998670101486024172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=2998670101486024172&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2998670101486024172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2998670101486024172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-hate-cancer.html' title='I hate cancer'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-8604008371698272886</id><published>2011-01-20T09:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T09:38:16.937-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>You know your lame when....</title><content type='html'>Right now school is the most exciting part of my life so I thought I'd share some school stuff with you.  School started last week.  This semester I am taking Advanced Formatting, Business Law, and Managerial Accounting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managerial Accounting is online.  The first week there was no review.  I think I can pull off an A in this class.  I am an accounting major so I better be able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business Law is going to be the toughest one for me.  I am supposed to have that class tonight but it snowed last night and it is still snowing.  I'm praying for a snow day.  I had to read 2 chapters for tonight.  It was the most boring shit I've ever read.  For real.  I'd really like to get an A just to maintain my 4.0 but it seems rough.  The only grades are tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advanced Formatting is a joke.  There are two girls that just got out of high school, two girls around my age, and the other 10 or so are all over 50.  30% of the grade is based on timed writings.  56 words per minute with 6 or fewer errors will get me an A+.  I have to have 3 good ones all semester.  So last night, we had two chances to get a good one.  The first one I did, I took my time.  I typed 66 wpm with zero errors.  Since I already knew I had a good one, on the second one, I went balls to the wall.  I was typing like a freaking maniac, dust was flying out of the keyboard, and people were looking at me like I was a mad woman. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Please take a moment to visualize. &lt;/span&gt;    I typed 77 wpm with 1 error.  Yeah, I'm a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;badass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the class is basically about formatting business letters and whatnot.  If you have one error on the homework its a 75%, two errors 50%, 3 errors is 25 %, and 4 or more and you are &lt;s&gt;fu&lt;/s&gt; screwed.  I got 100% on both of the assignments I turned in last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The online "blackboard" for my school was down for 3 days.  But luckily, I had printed a bunch of stuff off so I didn't get behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this semester, I will officially be a college sophomore.  And just think, it only took me 12 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-8604008371698272886?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8604008371698272886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=8604008371698272886&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8604008371698272886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8604008371698272886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-know-your-lame-when.html' title='You know your lame when....'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-1739901769937825234</id><published>2011-01-17T12:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T13:05:17.010-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garage'/><title type='text'>But on the bright side....</title><content type='html'>*  We had a pretty relaxing weekend, for the most part.  Friday night, I did some homework while Matt made soup.  Which involved him asking every two minutes, "Now what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  Saturday night I worked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  Yesterday we went to Menard's and got all the insulation we need for the &lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-husbands-new-love.html"&gt;garage&lt;/a&gt;.  Matt had $300 worth of gift cards to Menard's from Christmas.  So it didn't cost us that much.  After I send in the rebate, it will have cost us $6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  Speaking of Menard's, they don't offer a military discount anymore.  Which sort of pissed me off.  It's not like they are the cheapest place to go.  According to some old lady working there, senior citizens were complaining that they don't get a discount so why should people in the military.  Old people drive me nuts, seriously.  Anyone can be old.  Not everyone can be in the military.  I'm guessing the same ones complaining are the same ones that have never worked a day in their life and are soaking up all the social security benefits that I'll never see.  But, hey, that's a different story for a different place. I'm not going there here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  Speaking of being pissed off, I haven't been able to log into my school website since Friday night.  I have stuff that was due yesterday that didn't get submitted.  And more stuff due this evening that who knows when I'll be able to submit. My online class would be a lot easier if I could actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;get online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to do it.  I tried at least 200 times since Saturday morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Oh the bright side, I lost all of my "holiday weight" in a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If your new to my blog, please said hi &lt;s&gt;I don't usually bite&lt;/s&gt;. I'd love to check out your blog too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-1739901769937825234?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1739901769937825234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=1739901769937825234&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1739901769937825234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1739901769937825234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/01/randomness.html' title='But on the bright side....'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-271286691325106577</id><published>2011-01-13T11:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T13:27:13.065-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook funnies'/><title type='text'>Facebook Funnies</title><content type='html'>It's once again time for "Facebook Funnies."  Post all the weird, unusual, creepy, or funny &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;statuses that make you go hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;! and then link back to here.  Just don't use anyone's name, address, school, ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/%20" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o28/steph_ozzy/FF12Resized300x288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Feel free to grab the button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea rows="4" cols="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o28/steph_ozzy/FF12Resized209x200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- In the memo field of all your checks, write "FOR SEXUAL FAVORS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... I might try that sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- gotta love it when u order food and have the delivery guy get u a pack of smokes on the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he at least gave him a good tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- saw a van that was covered in dirt &amp;amp; someone had written "I wish my wife was as dirty as this van".  I wrote "she is.... when you are at work!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the person whose van this is didn't take it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Back to schoo Back to schoo to prove to my wife im no foo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by my hubby.  No shug, I don't think you are a foo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Damn "Storage Wars" because of you I am exhausted this morning! A&amp;amp;E your programming is like crack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I don't know what crack is like, but I have to agree that A&amp;amp;E shows are very addicting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- is making a new year's resolution to give one lucky homeless person a home... in my belly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;That's strange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Believes he was just profiled and that's wrong... i feel violated... at least he had gentle hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yes, at least he had gentle hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- once combined leftover Indian food w/eggs for breakfast.  He built a car using only twigs, bottle caps, bull sperm and a coat hanger... all before noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about that very being innovative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- So I found out today that the "box cutter" I've been using for the last 4 years at work is actually a tool used for pig castration. I'm a little disturbed by that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is from me and is a true story.  I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**Edit... I was asked to elaborate on the pig castration tool. ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my job a little over 4 years ago.  When I "moved in" there was, what I thought, a box cutter/letter open type of instrument in my desk drawer.  I use it from time to time to open boxes and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my boss was trying to open a box and I told him that I had an opener.  I busted out my "box opener."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "You know what that thing is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "yeah a box opener."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said,  "It's actually a tool we used to sell for pig castration."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was all, "Nu uh? Are you serious?"  He's not one to make stuff up just to get me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I believe him when he said, "Yeah.  It's probably 20 years old.  The blades probably really dull"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked  another lady that's worked here forever and she said it was the truth too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The business I work for sells lawn &amp;amp; garden, pet, and agriculture supplies so, it's really not that far fetched.  But I don't think I'll look at my "box opener" the same ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TS9R3Yeq5mI/AAAAAAAAAz0/u0PkKRaHpzY/s1600/boxcutter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TS9R3Yeq5mI/AAAAAAAAAz0/u0PkKRaHpzY/s400/boxcutter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561754076731598434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**End Edit**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please link up if you'd like to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=68776" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-271286691325106577?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/271286691325106577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=271286691325106577&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/271286691325106577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/271286691325106577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/01/facebook-funnies.html' title='Facebook Funnies'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TS9R3Yeq5mI/AAAAAAAAAz0/u0PkKRaHpzY/s72-c/boxcutter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-4842954759448655101</id><published>2011-01-11T10:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T10:02:39.284-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VFW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Busy and I like it</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you all but I was a busy girl this past weekend.  Friday night, I bartended at the V.  Saturday night, we had a steak super at the V and I volunteered to wait tables.  I made $28 dollars in tips.  It was nice to do something for a good organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home Saturday night, I attempted to make angel food cupcakes.  FAIL.  So I had to wake up early Sunday to try again.  This time I went with funfetti cupcakes.  Much easier.  I'm not sure what happend to the angel food ones.  But they went flat.  Sunday morning we had the ladies auxiliary lunch at the V.  I took my cupcakes and went and helped with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lunch, I went to a bridal expo.  You see, Matt and I are in a wedding in June.  The bride is in the National Guard and she had drill over the weekend.  She asked if I would go and being the &lt;s&gt;sucker&lt;/s&gt; friend that I am, I said I would.  It was hands down, the lamest thing I've ever done.  Not my style at all.  I'm lucky I didn't end up in a corner in the fetal position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt was gone doing drill all weekend also.  He received an award for the two weeks training he did over the summer.  He has 6 months left in the Reserves.  We are both looking forward to putting the Reserves behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started yesterday.  I'm actually glad to be going again.  I get bored easily.  This semester I have two night classes and one online.  I'm pretty pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt is not near as enthused about school.  His class is a couple nights a week, including Monday and Friday nights.  The V has meetings on Monday nights so he won't be able to go to those.  They also have fish frys on Fridays and he usually helps with the fish frys.  He likes it.  Most of the other guys that work there are 70 or older.  The first time he helped one of them thought he was there to do community service.  He was like, no I'm a member.  All the old guys like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI... "Facebook Funnies" will be this Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tuesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-4842954759448655101?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4842954759448655101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=4842954759448655101&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4842954759448655101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4842954759448655101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/01/busy-and-i-like-it.html' title='Busy and I like it'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-2433073924203053351</id><published>2011-01-06T09:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T13:06:49.447-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muffin top'/><title type='text'>No more muffin top</title><content type='html'>Today, I'm linking up with &lt;a href="http://familyofshorts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shortmama @ Family of Shorts&lt;/a&gt; for her weekly weight loss link-up, "Journey from Muffin Top to Skinny Jeans".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://familyofshorts.blogspot.com/search/label/muffin%20top%20to%20skinny%20jeans"&gt;&lt;img alt="weightloss" src="http://i585.photobucket.com/albums/ss291/ashortmama/weightlossbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I jumped on the weight loss train on March 17th.  By October 21, I had lost 22 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretty much ate whatever I wanted during December.  And sat on the couch.  A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of yesterday, I was still down 19 pounds from what I weighed last March. At the 19 pound mark, I have lost a little over 10% of my body weight.  (Go ahead and do the math if you'd like.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I happy about this?  Hell yes I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I want to continue losing weight and feeling better?  You bet your sweet tail I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week the prompt is all about health goals for 2011.  So for 2011, my goals are as follows,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Exercise.  Ride my Gazelle 4-5 times a week.  Work on the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Eat Healthier.  For me, making baked fish, grilled chicken, or salad every night just isn't going to be an option.  I mean, I could for me, but there is no way Matt would eat healthy every night.  So if I can't eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;healthy&lt;/span&gt;, I'll just have to eat less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Soda.  One of the main things I think that helped me lose the first 5-10 pounds was quitting drinking soda.  Over the holidays, Pepsi became my friend again.  That has to go. I've only had one this week.  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And that was only because work was totally lame and I was about to lose it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  No sweets.  For me, this one isn't too hard.  I'm not really big on sweets anyway.  The only time I have a problem with them is when sales people bring them into the office, it usually seems like a good idea to have a cookie or doughnut for a mid morning snack. (This happened a lot over the holidays.)  That's gotta stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as numbers go I would like to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Lose 20 pounds by June 4th.  (That equals .8333333 pounds per week.) Matt and I are both in a wedding this day.  I want to look as close to smoking hot as humanly possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Lose another 10 pounds after that.  Then keep it off.  I know I'll never weight 110 pounds again, nor will I ever be a size 3 again.  My hips and ass are too big for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Shortmama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  My ultimate goal is to be comfortable in my own skin and not have to worry about not being 110 pounds, or if my arms are a little flabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-2433073924203053351?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2433073924203053351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=2433073924203053351&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2433073924203053351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/2433073924203053351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-more-muffin-top.html' title='No more muffin top'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-956843378482262038</id><published>2011-01-03T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T11:29:34.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the pups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Our New Year's Weekend</title><content type='html'>My weekend started on Wednesday evening.  A co-worker from the V texted me Wednesday and said she was sick and wanted to know if I would work for her.  &lt;s&gt;Being the sucker I am&lt;/s&gt; So, I did.  It was a pretty good time.  I hadn't worked there in almost two weeks so it was nice to see everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had already planned on taking Thursday off and I actually got to sleep in.  Matt texted me before I woke up but lucky for me, I had set my phone to alarm only.  &lt;s&gt;Sucker!&lt;/s&gt; When I woke up, I did 75% of my cleaning list and went and got groceries.  At one point, I noticed it was strangely quiet.  I went into the living room to see what the pups were doing.  And this is what I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TSIBvLUUnEI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Ld_iTJ3irx0/s1600/GOOD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TSIBvLUUnEI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Ld_iTJ3irx0/s400/GOOD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558006800132119618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were all being good.  And this is the one and only picture I have of all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I cook my &lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/10/beer-cheese-soup.html"&gt;beer cheese soup&lt;/a&gt; and some meatballs.  We had a small gathering Friday night.  And by small I mean, 6 people showed up.  2 of which were my parents.  I didn't really mind because the house was still clean and we had a ton of leftovers after the party.  Which, in turn, meant that I didn't have to cook or clean the rest of the weekend.  Matt was disappointed though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures for your viewing pleasure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TSIBZyqq5QI/AAAAAAAAAzM/OlLlfy7oscI/s1600/NY3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TSIBZyqq5QI/AAAAAAAAAzM/OlLlfy7oscI/s400/NY3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558006432737715458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little party animals.  Ozzy went home with Grandma because he's kind of grouchy around strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TSIBg7i-ClI/AAAAAAAAAzU/sjeNzgrXVzQ/s1600/NY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TSIBg7i-ClI/AAAAAAAAAzU/sjeNzgrXVzQ/s400/NY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558006555380419154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TSIAmSvd2xI/AAAAAAAAAzE/X6-q213yV-8/s1600/NY2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TSIAmSvd2xI/AAAAAAAAAzE/X6-q213yV-8/s400/NY2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558005547994569490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Vinnie and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TSIAZ3TTk4I/AAAAAAAAAy8/fMGLLvAgy9M/s1600/NY1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TSIAZ3TTk4I/AAAAAAAAAy8/fMGLLvAgy9M/s400/NY1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558005334470267778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt and Mr. Vinnie.  Even Mr. Vinnie has some beads on.  Don't worry, we didn't leave them on him very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I didn't want to come to work, I must have told Matt that about 10 times on the way here.  However,  when I got here the HR lady gave me this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TSIG2TOYRKI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Sw0SrZK7VdQ/s1600/benji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TSIG2TOYRKI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Sw0SrZK7VdQ/s400/benji.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558012420071900322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I used to get paid every Friday.  The company I work for is switching to a two week pay period.  So this Friday, we won't get a check.  This $100 is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cash bonus&lt;/span&gt; to "help with the transition".  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I saw no fine print saying it was a cash advance.&lt;/span&gt;  I didn't really care about the switch but a lot of people are pretty bent out of shape about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are all having a fantastic Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-956843378482262038?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/956843378482262038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=956843378482262038&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/956843378482262038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/956843378482262038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-new-years.html' title='Our New Year&apos;s Weekend'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TSIBvLUUnEI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Ld_iTJ3irx0/s72-c/GOOD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-4670488184623625643</id><published>2010-12-28T09:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T09:20:51.160-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the pups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Recap</title><content type='html'>Christmas eve I woke up early and made two cheese balls.  The recipe said the prep time was 10 minutes.  10 minutes, my ass.  More like an hour.  It was a mess.  I told Matt if anyone complained about them I was throwing them out the patio doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cheese ball gate 2010, we took a nap.  After our nap, we got ready and went to Matt's parents house.  The best way for me to have a good time at the in-laws is to drink wine.  And drink wine I did.  After the gathering at the in-laws, we stopped by my parents.  My brother's girlfriend has other places to be Christmas morning so we always exchange gifts with her on Christmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning we woke up and exchanged gifts with each other and the pups.  No surprises as far as our gifts went.  I got us each new socks and underwear.  I bought myself a new day planner. Very exciting.  Little Vinnie got some tennis balls and a toy.  Ozzy got a blanket and a toy.  And Miss Princess got a jacket and a blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TRn6Q7ay2PI/AAAAAAAAAys/wvmvts2NCd4/s1600/xmas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TRn6Q7ay2PI/AAAAAAAAAys/wvmvts2NCd4/s400/xmas1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555746784073144562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went over to my parent's house to open gifts.  All 3 pups went with us.  I got new dishes, a gas card, and some perfume that I wanted.  Matt and I both got Cardinals stocking caps.  Matt is wearing his below.  Matt got a ton of Menard's cards and a hooded sweatshirt.  And a deep fryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TRn6NnowkPI/AAAAAAAAAyk/KF2c_80pDH4/s1600/xmas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TRn6NnowkPI/AAAAAAAAAyk/KF2c_80pDH4/s400/xmas2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555746727223398642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we left all the pups at mom's with her two dogs and went to my uncle's for my dad's side of the family's party.  It's always a good time.  We got there around 1 pm and began drinking immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TRn7KNMkbcI/AAAAAAAAAy0/JQj43ov3g1M/s1600/xmas5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TRn7KNMkbcI/AAAAAAAAAy0/JQj43ov3g1M/s400/xmas5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555747768097861058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't worry though, I stuck with beer until around 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunken bingo started at 3 pm.  Everyone always has a good time with bingo.  This year my mom and my uncle, who is my godfather, couldn't seem to win a game to save their lives.  So they were a little bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is of most of my older cousins and our significant others.  Notice the socks Matt is wearing.  He won those during drunken bingo.  And he bought the reindeer tie as a joke to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TRn6KMbKzRI/AAAAAAAAAyc/0YoE7sjy4To/s1600/xmas3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TRn6KMbKzRI/AAAAAAAAAyc/0YoE7sjy4To/s400/xmas3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555746668379032850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This pictures is of my reester and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TRn6HGf5yBI/AAAAAAAAAyU/jse04jSIQDQ/s1600/xmas4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TRn6HGf5yBI/AAAAAAAAAyU/jse04jSIQDQ/s400/xmas4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555746615248668690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After Christmas at Uncle Loaded's we went to the bar.  Needless to say, I didn't make it very long until I went back to mom's.  Matt came back there later and we all stayed the night there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and about the cheese balls, no one bitched.  One of my aunts even asked for my recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we were supposed to go to Matt's mom's family Christmas but we didn't feel well so we went home and took a nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking Thursday off work.  I have vacation days to burn.  Friday night I believe we are going to have a New Year's get together at our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to wait until after the new year to do another "Facebook Funnies".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a great Christmas and a very Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-4670488184623625643?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4670488184623625643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=4670488184623625643&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4670488184623625643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4670488184623625643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-recap.html' title='Christmas Recap'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TRn6Q7ay2PI/AAAAAAAAAys/wvmvts2NCd4/s72-c/xmas1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-3046019431679538623</id><published>2010-12-21T09:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T09:25:52.805-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the pups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my daddy'/><title type='text'>All over the place</title><content type='html'>-  We had my mom's side of the family's Christmas this past Saturday.  A good time was had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sunday we did close to nothing.  Mom and Dad came over.  Dad and Matt put up a storm door with a doggy door between the house and the attached garage.  The first storm door they put up a couple months ago took them around like 6 hours to do.  This one took an hour and a half.  They are thinking about doing storm door installation together.  But only if they can drink beer while they are hanging them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The pups are kind of on a diet.  Before we got Miss Princess, the boys had food sitting out for them all day everyday.  They run around enough that they don't get fat.  They both actually got moistened puppy food in the mornings to help keep weight on them.  Miss Princess took advantage of having food sitting out all day.  She has gotten a little chunky.  She even needs help getting on the couch. So now the pups all get breakfast, moistened puppy food for the boys and moistened adult food for Miss Princess.  And then they get dinner in the evenings.  Everyone seems to be adjusting well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yesterday was my daddy's birthday.  He turned 32 for the 19th time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I got my grades the other day.  I got all A's again this semester so I still have a 4.0.  Matt did very well in his classes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I don't have all my Christmas shopping done.  I still need to get two gift cards and a gift for Matt's brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have a ton of other errands to run before Christmas too.  Hair tonight. Eye appointments tomorrow.  Miss Princess has to get her hair done Thursday.  Need to get to the grocery store. Blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I need a good cheese ball recipe.  Soon.  One without 5,000 ingredients that I don't &lt;s&gt;know what the hell they even are&lt;/s&gt; have.  Please help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We still have 5 Christmas gatherings to attend.  The good news is that I'm pretty sure I have Matt talked into running away next Christmas.  We're thinking Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm not sure if I'll blog again before Christmas.  Hope you all have a very Merry Christmas and that Santa finds you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-3046019431679538623?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3046019431679538623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=3046019431679538623&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/3046019431679538623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/3046019431679538623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-over-place.html' title='All over the place'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-7893014654916706825</id><published>2010-12-16T18:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T09:24:02.573-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook funnies'/><title type='text'>Facebook Funnies</title><content type='html'>It's once again time for "Facebook Funnies."  Post all the weird, unusual, creepy, or funny &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;statuses that make you go hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;! and then link back to here.  Just don't use anyone's name, address, school, ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/%20" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o28/steph_ozzy/FF12Resized300x288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Feel free to grab the button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea rows="4" cols="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o28/steph_ozzy/FF12Resized209x200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- It's one of those days that you want to make a tinfoil Viking helmet, stand in the corner with a broken broomstick and threaten everyone in a bad German accent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I've never wanted to do that exactly.  I'm having a hard time even making a mental image of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- lets see here....i agreed to meet you to talk....we are sitting at denny's eating and you say i slept with you.....so I DECKED YOU IN THE FACE!!!!sorry but you had it coming!!!!think about that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well how about that for putting it all out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear, and I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer, It's driven me before and seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal, But lately I'm beginning to find that I should be the one behind the wheel.  Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be here with open arms and open eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact... this is the first song I ever learned to play from beginning to end.  It's an Incubus song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- so I told this guy, if you ever touch me there again imma call the cops.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The odd thing about this one is it was posted by a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- I wanna see everybody with cats for profile pics, for lupus or some shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like when people make fun of all the dumb following along crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's a thought to ponder, why is that snow scrapers never work but a credit card or gift card works great?  Why don't they make scrapers out of credit cards?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's actually a great question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Is NOT the guy your momma warned you about.  Your momma didn't have this much imagination!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder this guy is single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Neil Diamond was inducted into the rock and roll hall of fame.  Did I miss something?  Alice Cooper okay but Neil Diamond?  Maybe they need a light rock hall of fame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saved the best for last for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corporate America, Insurance companies, and Third Party Insurance Claims Department and all you other run-around jerks:  here's a little Christmas jingle from me to you (to the tune of Jingle bells):  Kiss myyyyy @ass, kiss my @ss, kiss my naked @ass.  Pee on you and poo poo too and have a crappy day! hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's that for some Christmas spirit.  Bahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it your turn!  Post your statutes, link up, and come back to see the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=62997" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-7893014654916706825?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7893014654916706825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=7893014654916706825&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7893014654916706825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7893014654916706825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/12/facebook-funnies.html' title='Facebook Funnies'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-948192206331445258</id><published>2010-12-14T11:50:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T13:32:30.486-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>I was Tagged</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://talesfromasailorssoulmate.blogspot.com/"&gt;Britt Dill @ Tales From a Sailor's Soul Mate&lt;/a&gt; to do this little survey.  Basically, I just have to list four of different things about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Four shows you watch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Survivor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pawn Stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Judge Judy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intervention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Four things you are passionate about&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My hubby of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My immediate family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The pups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doing well in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Four phrases you say a lot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know, right?   (Me too)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't be supid (pronounced:  suu-pid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No, no, no! (To the pups)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are you f-ing kidding me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Four things you learned from the past.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't settle for less than you deserve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make sure to enjoy a little "me" time every now and then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Change is not always bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends will come and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Four places you would like to go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alaska&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oregon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Florida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alaska&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Four things you did yesterday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Worked&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to lunch with Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scheduled a hair appointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sat on the couch and watched some TV (hey it was Monday, no need to do too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Four things you're looking forward to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas being over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having a party on New Years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finishing school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Owning our home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Four things you love about winter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Staying home on the (some) weekends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Putting up the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;drinking coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;snuggling with the pups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Now for the four lovely blogs I am tagging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mcdancingthroughlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;McDancing Through Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://misadventuresofanarmywife.blogspot.com/"&gt;{Mis}Adventures of an Army Wife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://armylove1107.blogspot.com/"&gt;Life as "Lucy"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://splendidlydomestic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Splendidly Domestic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-948192206331445258?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/948192206331445258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=948192206331445258&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/948192206331445258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/948192206331445258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-was-taggeded.html' title='I was Tagged'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-1972263264989449205</id><published>2010-12-13T10:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T10:38:52.766-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my daddy'/><title type='text'>Brrrrrrr</title><content type='html'>I've been pretty craptastic at blogging lately.  Mostly because not much has been going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took one final last Thursday.  I probably would have got a B in the class even if I didn't show up for the final.  I have another final this Thursday.  I guess I should probably start studying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt had drill this past weekend.  For reason I can't disclose, we are both getting pretty fed up with this Reserves stuff.  I guess it's better than taking our chances with IRR but it's a far cry from active duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I started feeling sick.  Between Friday night and Sunday morning I took around 20 vitamins trying to boost my immune system and beat the sickness.  Sunday I woke up and thought I was going to die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night I worked and after work it snowed.  Sunday, I called my mom and &lt;s&gt;whined&lt;/s&gt; told her I felt like garbage.  Mommy and Daddy drove through a blizzard (about 20 miles) to bring me some Vicks, Benedryl (or however you spell it), Kleenex's, chapstick, Vapor Inhaler, more vitamins, chicken broth, and some throat spray.  Because you know, I'm not spoiled or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's Commander was threatening to make them all stay over night because the weather was so bad.  But, thankfully he got to come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck at driving when the roads are bad.  I'm paranoid as a crackhead about it.  I drive like a 90 year old man when there are 3 snowflakes.  And my car needs new tires.  So needless to say, Matt will be driving me around until the Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling a little better today.  I managed to drag my sorry butt to work.  I hate calling in.  I'm trying my best to avoid everyone today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI...  I'll be posting "Facebook Funnies" Thursday or Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-1972263264989449205?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1972263264989449205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=1972263264989449205&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1972263264989449205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/1972263264989449205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/12/brrrrrrr.html' title='Brrrrrrr'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-8842381083941100589</id><published>2010-12-08T08:17:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T08:45:18.880-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deployment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='army stuff'/><title type='text'>Auxiliary and such</title><content type='html'>I was going to give you a weekend recap but honestly I can't even remember what the heck we did.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;*Thinking*&lt;/span&gt; Oh ok, I took Vinnie to see Santa.  And Saturday night we had the hubby's work Christmas party.  So we now have 1 of around 10 parties under our belt.  It was a descent time.  They hand out $100 bills so that's always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday evening Matt had class and I went to my first VFW Ladies Auxiliary Meeting.  I joined a couple of months ago but haven't been able to attend a meeting until now.  Okay, that's a lie.  I haven't had the motivation to go to a meeting until now.  Matt joined the VFW around April ish and I joined the Auxiliary around October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't too bad. Our Auxiliary has Sunday lunches once in awhile and I will help with those.  I definitely think they need, how do I put this, some younger, fresher opinions.  Besides one lady, I was the youngest one there by around 40 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am getting at here is that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; need to join or the Auxiliary will be no more.  Also, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; husbands need to join the VFW or the VFW will be no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I mean all of my readers who are the spouse, sister, daughter, or granddaughter of someone who has served in a foreign war.  The VFW does lot of things for Vets and many other organizations.  I also know for a fact that the older member get a kick out of seeing younger people like Matt and I at their meetings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cost me $20 for a year membership.  Next year, I will sign up for a lifetime membership and I believe it is around $200.  They also have scholarship opportunities for members and it looks great on a resume. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you get a chance, look into it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh and Matt found out Monday night that he got a 97% on his test last week!  Best grade in the class.  I'm super proud of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-8842381083941100589?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8842381083941100589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=8842381083941100589&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8842381083941100589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/8842381083941100589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/12/auxiliary-and-such.html' title='Auxiliary and such'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-7023374457366887528</id><published>2010-12-06T09:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T11:25:48.029-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinnie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Vinnie's first Christmas</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I took Vinnie to see Santa.  Santa was at the Humane Society here.  Vinnie got his picture take with Santa, they emailed me the pics, and I have an ornament of him to pick up Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the Humane Society is a great organization.  So this was a perfect reason to give them a donation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't bring either or the other pups because I don't think that's really either of their "thing".  Ozzy got his picture taken with Santa once when he was little and he wasn't a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Vinnie did a really good job.  Even though he's nuts and loves to play, he's my snuggler.  He sat real good on Santa's lap.  Santa really like him and I think he wanted to keep him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did tell Santa that Vinnie tears up all his toys and gets stuffing all over the floor some times.  And that he likes to chew on his sister's ear.  And that he doesn't like to share toys.  Vinnie looked at me like, "Gee mom, you're a snitch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of Vinnie with Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPus6OLQVFI/AAAAAAAAAyA/apXC_CNfJ5o/s1600/vinnie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPus6OLQVFI/AAAAAAAAAyA/apXC_CNfJ5o/s400/vinnie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547217482274591826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPutWQrBOWI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Av8dQ0Gp9B0/s1600/vinnie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPutWQrBOWI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Av8dQ0Gp9B0/s400/vinnie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547217963981027682" 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/4933330048143260342-7023374457366887528?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7023374457366887528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=7023374457366887528&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7023374457366887528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7023374457366887528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/12/yesterday-i-took-vinnie-to-see-santa.html' title='Vinnie&apos;s first Christmas'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPus6OLQVFI/AAAAAAAAAyA/apXC_CNfJ5o/s72-c/vinnie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-6416519439321538068</id><published>2010-12-02T08:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T08:43:15.719-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook funnies'/><title type='text'>Facebook Funnies</title><content type='html'>Today is the second edition of "Facebook Funnies".  Link up with a post of all the funny, unusual, stupid statuses that you find on facebook.  The only thing I ask is don't use anyone's actual name, location, school, ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/%20" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o28/steph_ozzy/FF12Resized300x288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Feel free to grab the button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea rows="4" cols="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/"target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o28/steph_ozzy/FF12Resized209x200.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big thanks to &lt;a href="http://justageeknamedjess.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jess at Just a Geek Named Jess&lt;/a&gt; for making this button for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- what a blah day think im gonna go for a walk in through the woods and let my mind take a break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone posted this the first day of deer season.  Not a very bright idea if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- thinks if facebook was anymore addicting, people would be trying to snort the letters off their computer screen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that the truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- The unthinkable has happened... brace yourselves.... IM ENGAGED!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is kind of the unthinkable.  This girl is a man-eater.  But, if she's happy, I'm happy for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- is pretty sure he left the house this morning without brushing his teeth, my apologies "everybody I come into contact with today"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gross.  And why would you post that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- likes his popcorn slightly burnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is for my girl &lt;a href="http://4livinginfrance.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mimi&lt;/a&gt;.  I found this one the day after she posted about liking her popcorn slightly burnt.  I do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- is poking the Facebook version of a quickie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Remember my name.. you will be putting it on the restraining order later ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- thinks it's best to listen to what your body tells you.  I asked my body if it wanted to work out today and it told me, "Listen here fatty, do it and die."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to adopt this policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- ...never lick a cactus, it's not as fun as it looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Licking a cactus has never appealed to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- I was late for work this morning because there was a cow running around the road.  They are faster than you would think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say that I've heard it all now but unfortunately this kind of thing can happen around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Ok I'm getting really tired of you stupid little girls that keep wanting to get in my business when its not yours to begins with.  You want to keep being immature, go ahead.  You're making no one look stupid but yourself.  This is not your life so stay out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then stop putting all your business on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's your turn.  Link up and come back to see what everyone else posts.  The more people that link up, the funner this will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI... I'm planning on doing this every other week either on Thursday or Friday.  So the next one will be 12-16 or 12-17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=59813" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-6416519439321538068?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6416519439321538068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=6416519439321538068&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6416519439321538068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6416519439321538068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/12/today-is-second-edition-of-facebook.html' title='Facebook Funnies'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-7155796050253748941</id><published>2010-11-30T09:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T08:56:03.495-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinnie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ozzy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Weekend recap &amp; Xmas decorations</title><content type='html'>We had a great Thanksgiving.  I ate too much.  Although, yesterday I stepped on the scale and it said I didn't gain any weight.   Uhhhh, we'll go with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend makes cakes and stuff on the side and she made this for me to take to my grandparents.  It's a turkey made out of cupcakes.  Funfetti cupcakes.  My favorite.  They were awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRnLpI0CGI/AAAAAAAAAxw/InYFkZKnebg/s1600/Picture%2B021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRnLpI0CGI/AAAAAAAAAxw/InYFkZKnebg/s400/Picture%2B021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545170490918963298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a group of misfits at grandma's.  Bottom - my brother and his girlfriend.  Top - the hubs, me, my reester, and her man friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRnCnqOH_I/AAAAAAAAAxo/_2yIfWy7RKM/s1600/Picture%2B022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRnCnqOH_I/AAAAAAAAAxo/_2yIfWy7RKM/s400/Picture%2B022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545170335903391730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the boys enjoying one of the last nice days of the year, most likely.  They pretty much act like this all the time outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRnanwFamI/AAAAAAAAAx4/LAnBds8Gg_c/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRnanwFamI/AAAAAAAAAx4/LAnBds8Gg_c/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545170748244847202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday night I worked.  It was a descent time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I put up the tree and Matt hung up the lights outside.  You can find picture of the outside lights and stuff &lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-decorating.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  They pretty much look the same this year as last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did add some new stuff to the tree this year.  I got the silver ribbons on it on clearance last year after Christmas for like 2 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRc4o1ackI/AAAAAAAAAwo/d8_JzpyMh4w/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRc4o1ackI/AAAAAAAAAwo/d8_JzpyMh4w/s400/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545159169303802434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRdK4GjSJI/AAAAAAAAAww/O3sFi9QYUU0/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRdK4GjSJI/AAAAAAAAAww/O3sFi9QYUU0/s400/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545159482639861906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ordered an ornament for each of the pups a month or so ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Ozzy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRk_KfkJEI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/sngxvIGycnQ/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRk_KfkJEI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/sngxvIGycnQ/s400/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545168077511205954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Mr. Ozzy himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRgi8PpTqI/AAAAAAAAAxI/OXKdgaMbyII/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRgi8PpTqI/AAAAAAAAAxI/OXKdgaMbyII/s400/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545163194603490978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Princess's ornament&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRlwQoJ30I/AAAAAAAAAxY/iFuGl6hS4mg/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRlwQoJ30I/AAAAAAAAAxY/iFuGl6hS4mg/s400/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545168920971435842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRgK-_IncI/AAAAAAAAAxA/6q3OZAaeTxs/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRgK-_IncI/AAAAAAAAAxA/6q3OZAaeTxs/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545162783022685634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vinnie's ornament&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRmpbklnMI/AAAAAAAAAxg/WVshu6SCC24/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRmpbklnMI/AAAAAAAAAxg/WVshu6SCC24/s400/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545169903161810114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Vinnie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRd0mdzGEI/AAAAAAAAAw4/HdmP8LHtIVc/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRd0mdzGEI/AAAAAAAAAw4/HdmP8LHtIVc/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545160199460034626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And no, it wasn't easy to get any of them to sit in front of the tree so that I could take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we skipped the family thing we were supposed to go to, laid around, and did homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if you recently started following my blog, please leave a comment so I can check your blog out.  For some reason, it won't let me go to your blog from my list of followers.  Please and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a great weekend and ate a ton of goodies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** "Facebook Funnies" will probably be Thursday or Friday this week.  I have some good ones.  ***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-7155796050253748941?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7155796050253748941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=7155796050253748941&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7155796050253748941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7155796050253748941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/11/weekend-recap-xmas-decorations.html' title='Weekend recap &amp; Xmas decorations'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TPRnLpI0CGI/AAAAAAAAAxw/InYFkZKnebg/s72-c/Picture%2B021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-6428141723042748827</id><published>2010-11-25T09:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T09:50:13.808-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Today we get to relax until later this afternoon.  No matter how much I complain about having to run here and run there I am thankful for the good in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of what I'm thankful for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  My husband.  Life would be boring without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Our pups.  Yeah, they are brats sometimes but I am thankful for each of them in their own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Our house.  We have a place to live and it's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Our jobs.  Times &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; tough and I'm glad that we both have jobs and are able to pay our bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  My family.  They are supportive of Matt and I and are crazy enough to keep me entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Education.  I'm thankful that we can afford for me to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Our health.  Pretty self explanatory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Our savings.  We both worked hard to save money.  I'm glad we have this to fall back on if we need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  My part-time gig.  I like to stay busy and I'm glad I have something else to do once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  My friends.  Both in real life and in the bloggy world.  Thanks for all your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a very Happy Thanksgiving!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-6428141723042748827?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6428141723042748827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=6428141723042748827&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6428141723042748827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6428141723042748827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-4402901897060989468</id><published>2010-11-24T11:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T11:10:59.868-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new look'/><title type='text'>New 'do</title><content type='html'>I got my hair colored yesterday.  I've never went completely black before.  I have been bleach blonde, every shade of brown imaginable, and I think even red once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my color yesterday.  This is a couple shades darker than my natural color.  Please excuse the pony tail and lack of make-up.  I woke up 10 minutes before I usually leave for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TO1FuHzdQyI/AAAAAAAAAwg/9QYmD9ykgSo/s1600/brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 352px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TO1FuHzdQyI/AAAAAAAAAwg/9QYmD9ykgSo/s400/brown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543163375034123042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is today.  I like it.  I think I can pull it off for the winter.  Matt thinks it is super sexy.  And the pups just thought it smelled funny last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TO1Fqu08EsI/AAAAAAAAAwY/exJUEL4FmCo/s1600/black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 354px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TO1Fqu08EsI/AAAAAAAAAwY/exJUEL4FmCo/s400/black.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543163316789842626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is pretty much like a Friday for me!  Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-4402901897060989468?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4402901897060989468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=4402901897060989468&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4402901897060989468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/4402901897060989468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-do.html' title='New &apos;do'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TO1FuHzdQyI/AAAAAAAAAwg/9QYmD9ykgSo/s72-c/brown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-6587128824812219025</id><published>2010-11-23T08:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T09:10:28.295-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Just a quick update</title><content type='html'>This weekend was a pretty descent one for me.  Friday after work, I went and did a little retail therapy.  Saturday morning I cleaned like a mad woman.  Saturday evening I worked. Matt did NOT kill a deer this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday evening, I called the cops on the little neighbor kid again.  We bought our house last June.  We didn't move in until August.  Between June and August a BB hole had appear in front picture window.  We finally got the window replaced on Veteran's Day.  $800.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neighbor kid across the street and the another kid that lives behind us and down the alley a little bit run around together.  Both of their parents are losers and have been in trouble with Johnny Law before.  Well Sunday they were out shooting their BB guns together, after dark, with no parental supervision.  So, I called Johnny Law.  By the time he showed up, the kids were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I explained to him what had happened.  And that last time I called the law they were there for about 30 seconds and did nothing.  This cop was pretty cool and said to call if I saw them out shooting again.  I told him not to worry about that, I would.  I've never been one for snitching but when our shit gets broke, it's a different story.  Not to mention, if one of them shot one of my dogs, I'd come unglued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I'm getting my hair colored black in honor of my holiday spirit this year.  Then I have to take a test online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tomorrow, I'm off work for 4 days.  I'm pretty stoked about that.  Although, I do have 6 chapters of Accounting to teach myself before the end of the semester.  The teacher moves at a turtle's pace and I need to know the stuff we aren't covering for my next accounting class.  Oh and the bookstore won't let me keep my book past the end of the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tuesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-6587128824812219025?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6587128824812219025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=6587128824812219025&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6587128824812219025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6587128824812219025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-weekend-was-pretty-descent-one-for.html' title='Just a quick update'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-6241157351130764883</id><published>2010-11-19T10:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T10:39:28.053-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>If I'm really good</title><content type='html'>When I think of the perfect holiday scenario, I think of being able to relax and enjoy a few extra days off work.  Last year, I almost lost it.  Thanksgiving and Christmas were spend running here and running there and staying at get togethers for an hour so that we could run to the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to sounds unappreciative of the fact that we get to be near our families.  I know some of you don't have that option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I both have large extended families.  My mom has 2 sisters and 3 brothers.  My dad has 7 brothers and 2 sisters.  Matt's mom has 11 siblings and his dad has 10 I believe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, for Thanksgiving alone, we have 5 places we are supposed to be at in three days.  For Christmas last year we went to 8 different gatherings, including work parties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the relaxing part supposed to take place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I had an epiphany.  Next year, I want to run away during Christmas.  Go on vacation.  Somewhere warm.  We don't have kids.  This could be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted Matt and told him my idea.  He said I'd have to be real good until then.  That includes, acting like I'm having a good time when we are going 15,876 places in the next 6 weeks. (I'm not the most social creature.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to dreaming.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-6241157351130764883?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6241157351130764883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=6241157351130764883&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6241157351130764883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/6241157351130764883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-im-really-good.html' title='If I&apos;m really good'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-7574422480051781856</id><published>2010-11-18T08:11:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T13:12:41.620-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook funnies'/><title type='text'>Facebook Funnies</title><content type='html'>Today is the first edition of "Facebook Funnies".  Link up with a post of all the funny, unusual, stupid statuses that you find on facebook.  The only thing I ask is don't use anyone's actual name, location, school, ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/%20" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o28/steph_ozzy/FF12Resized300x288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Feel free to grab the button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big thanks to &lt;a href="http://justageeknamedjess.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jess at Just a Geek Named Jess&lt;/a&gt; for making this button for me!  I absolutely love it and I appreciate it!  Please check out her blog too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- finds that when he is covered in urine, it is seldom his own&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;The odd thing about this one is that the guy that posted it has no kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- I am amazed by the trash on facebook. Seriously folks this isnt MySpace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;I couldn't have said it better myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- deer camp. cold beer and dead deer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;This is is from my husband.  Please no dead deer, please no dead deer, please no dead deer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Kids in the back seat cause accidents, but accidents in the back seat cause kids&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yes, sometimes they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- has learned two things from his bewildering trial of ordeals over the past 3 days. One, that when it rains it pours. Two, that the only way to truly get what you want is through cruel and relentless deception.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oddly enough, I don't totally disagree with the cruel and relentless deception part of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- I wish there was a new standard option on cars that allowed you to aim, point, text the car in front of you and tell them to get the F out of the way Grandpa!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'd definitely buy a phone that did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- If a canoe tips over in your front yard and all four wheels fall off. How long would it take a monkey with a wooden leg to kick all the seeds out of a pickle?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- I gotta a call from a charity asking me to donate my clothes to starving people. I said, "If my clothes fit those people then they are NOT starving!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hahaha... I feel you on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- what the @#$%... [dog] has cotton thread coming out of her bum. She must have eaten it when I was sewing last week. Tried pulling it out but it was obviously uncomfortable so cut off as much as I could and going to wait for nature... About a metre length so far!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;The funny part of this one is that I have had to do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Today, I'm thankful for prophylactics &amp;amp; artificial insemination.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yes, I guess those are good things to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Who can cut designs in a faded haircut? Obviously noone around here is up to date enough lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Who the hell would want a "design" cut into their hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- went to walmart tonight &amp;amp; at the courtsey counter there was an older lady there saying they charged her to much on tax &amp;amp; walmart owed her .07 cents..what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's Wal-Mart.  What do you expect?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Now it's your turn.  Link up and come back to see what everyone else posts.  The more people that link up, the funner this will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=57170" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-7574422480051781856?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7574422480051781856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=7574422480051781856&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7574422480051781856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/7574422480051781856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/11/facebook-funnies.html' title='Facebook Funnies'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-824267103037585653</id><published>2010-11-17T13:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T13:52:45.658-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow....</title><content type='html'>is the first edition of my facebook status link up.  I'll be posting sometime before 9 A.M. central time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have all been saving some good ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-824267103037585653?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/824267103037585653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=824267103037585653&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/824267103037585653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/824267103037585653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/11/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow....'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-5359647145255934636</id><published>2010-11-16T12:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T12:39:39.788-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disgusting'/><title type='text'>My husband... the hunter</title><content type='html'>Deer hunting is a big thing around here.  Most guys do it.  It's a time for going to a cabin, waking up at the ass crack of dawn, freezing in a tree stand all day, maybe killing something, drinking a bunch of beer, scratching of themselves, gossiping like women, and doing it all over again the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is the first year since before he was in the Army that Matt will be able to go deer hunting.  I don't mind him being gone to go.  Maybe I'll be able to get the house cleaned.  Maybe I'll be able to throw some stuff away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope he doesn't kill one.  We don't have enough room in the freezer for this deer meat he speaks of.  We are going to buy a new fridge this spring for the house and move the house one to the garage.  But, I wanted to wait until the spring to do this.  Our savings account needs a break.  I don't want to buy a small freezer either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do NOT eat deer meat.  And I'm not knocking anyone that does.  It's just not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Side story **  Once when I was just a wee little girl.  Maybe 10 or so.  My daddy made some meatloaf.  He kept making comments about how good it was.  We were all eating and someone found a hair in it.  Then mom bit into a piece of a bullet.  I believe some curse words escaped her mouth.  Something along the lines of what the hell is this.  He fessed up that it was deer burger.  Since then, no deer meat for this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if he kills a deer, guess who he thinks is going to be cooking deer burger and deer chops.  Yeah, me.  Uhhhh.... no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I believe I'm going to pray that he forgets about the deer while he's hunting and sticks to the beer because in the long run an extra case of beer over the weekend will be cheaper and less smelly.  Do you know how bad deer meat smells when it is being dehydrated into jerky.  I do.  It's horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Side note ** Did you know that he has to get a FOID (Firearms owners identification or something) card just to have a gun? Wouldn't you think a military ID would be sufficient?  I don't know if this is an Illinois thing or a national thing.  But I do know that Illinois gun laws are super strict.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-5359647145255934636?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5359647145255934636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=5359647145255934636&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5359647145255934636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/5359647145255934636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-husband-hunter.html' title='My husband... the hunter'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-3172531189010315258</id><published>2010-11-08T09:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T10:08:06.787-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Wait what time is it?</title><content type='html'>- It seems that everyone loved my "Facebook Statuses" post.  I'm thinking about making this like my own little thing.  With a link up thing and everything.  If someone would like to make me a button, please let me know.  I've heard that a drunk monkey could do the link deal so I'm hoping I can.  So if you'd like to link up, save some of your favorite statuses and I'll be posting later this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Friday after work, we went and had a few drinks to celebrate Matt passing his first class.  It was a rough class and according to him the teacher was an idiot.  Matt even said one time that he "wanted to kick him in the ****".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Matt had drill this weekend.  I worked Saturday night and Sunday morning.  I got little to nothing done at the house.  I made a pot of vegetable soup Sunday before I went to work, while being confused about the time the whole morning. I woke up at 8 ish.  Next thing I know I looked at the clock on the stove and it said 9:45.  I thought, damn I'm moving slow this morning.  Turn my computer on and it's 8:45.  Later on I was in the living room and the clock said 10:30.  I thought, damn I need to start getting read for work.  Get a text and it's 9:30.  Sometimes, I'm not the brightest crayon in the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I emailed CBS this morning.  I'm upset because every Sunday the Amazing Race and Undercover Boss get pushed back because the damn fooseball games take too long.  I've been threatening to do this for the last couple weeks.  Matt told me I wouldn't do it.  In the email, I told them it was almost 10:30 before I went to sleep last night and now I have a headache today.  My suggestion was to move those shows to Tuesdays because I don't have any shows to watch that night.  So if they move them, you'll know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- So now it's Monday, I have a headache, still confused about the time, the house is &lt;s&gt;a mess&lt;/s&gt; not up to my standards, and I have homework to do.  Happy Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933330048143260342-3172531189010315258?l=imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3172531189010315258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4933330048143260342&amp;postID=3172531189010315258&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/3172531189010315258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933330048143260342/posts/default/3172531189010315258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/2010/11/wait-what-time-is-it.html' title='Wait what time is it?'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09336034641300754484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS8iKZ-iCn8/TjluWcvSBRI/AAAAAAAAA90/L35-5BFxX0U/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933330048143260342.post-7251017576503852868</id><published>2010-11-04T10:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T11:23:33.860-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Award and Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Forever ago, I was tagged by the &lt;a href="http://annoyedarmywife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Annoyed Army Wife&lt;/a&gt; to answer some questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What side of the bed do you sleep on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I always sleep on the side farthest away from the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. Do you have an alarm clock that you can dock your iPod in? If so, which one and do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;No I have a $10 alarm clock that I only use to look at the time.  I use my cell phone's alarm for my alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Should I get an iPhone when my contract expires on my current phone (in less than a week)?&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't because I'm at a computer all day.  I'm not really into all those fancy gadgets either.  But if you think it would make your life more enjoyable or add some convenience, then go for it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4. What's your favorite cookie to bake, if you bake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I haven't made cookies in forever.  But I love no-bake cookies but I guess that probably doesn't count as baking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;5. What's the most annoying noise in the world to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Slurping, hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the first person to break your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, some asshat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What time do you wake up in the morning usually?&lt;br /&gt;6:20 a.m. and then snooze until around 6:35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What time do you normally go to bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I go to bed around 9 p.m. and usually fall asleep around 10 p.m.  Lame I know&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I received this award from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://everybranch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erin at Every Branch.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  Thanks for the award!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TNLXZDRDpaI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/KjGmGx4Gq2c/s1600/versatile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GfY5O2cgHU/TNLXZDRDpaI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/KjGmGx4Gq2c/s400/versatile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535723717365310882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. Thank and link back to who gave you the award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2. Share 7 things about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3. Pass it along to blogs you've recently discovered and enjoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;4. Leave the recipients a note telling them about the award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see.... 7 things about myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This semester is boring the crap out of me.  I have a 98% in one class and a 96% in the other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm not looking forward to Christmas this year.  It's mostly the financial aspect of it that I hate.  It
