<?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-7149970822540908691</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:46:17.984-06:00</updated><category term='Post It Note Tuesday'/><category term='Wordless Wednesday'/><category term='Kaylyn'/><category term='Small Talk Six'/><category term='Not Me Monday'/><title type='text'>My Life In A Bomb Shell</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>339</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-3383929460307593373</id><published>2010-06-17T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T23:07:21.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello and Goodbye</title><content type='html'>So this is Callie. I honestly have been so busy I havent introduced her to the blog world. We have had her since the last week in February. She has been a really good dog. She was given to us by one of my friends. It seems her husband is handicapped and had alot of trouble walking and Callie is the kind of dog that will follow you to the bathroom so they were afraid that she would either a) get stepped on or b)he would fall on her. So I decided to save her so that they wouldnt have to send her to the pound.&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/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/TBrpjeXGU4I/AAAAAAAAA3o/CHAAwvxUrdE/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/TBrpjeXGU4I/AAAAAAAAA3o/CHAAwvxUrdE/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/TBrprfO-t_I/AAAAAAAAA3w/eO9RUSQRpWo/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/TBrp0OGvVjI/AAAAAAAAA34/ut1E3CZoXAE/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/TBrp0OGvVjI/AAAAAAAAA34/ut1E3CZoXAE/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/TBrp7V1aYfI/AAAAAAAAA4A/4SPXZeqvjaM/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/TBrp7V1aYfI/AAAAAAAAA4A/4SPXZeqvjaM/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have really enjoyed her. She is a great lap dog. She loves to sit in my lap and watch TV. She is really good with Kaylyn too. I think she gets a little nervous when Kaylyn is really hyper but who doesn't lol! She is house trained for the most part....although I do think we are going to end of pulling up the carpet and putting down hardwoods. When we first got her she of course was nervous because of the new place and peed everywhere. I swear I still smell it but I have steamed cleaned my carpet like twice a month since we have gotten her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, since we have had Callie I have been nothing but sick! My allergies have been bothering me and I have had numerous sinus infections. So anyways, I talked to my doctor and she ran several tests and concluded that I am still allergic to many things including dogs. When she actually found out I had a dog she freaked out and told me it was in my best interest to get rid of the dog. So after discussing it with Kevin we are going to give her away to a good home. It was a hard decision especially since we have to tell Kaylyn. We will tell her sometime this weekend and I hope it goes well. Like I said I hate to get rid of her but I really have been nothing but miserable health wise of the last couple of months. So say a prayer that Kaylyn takes it well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-3383929460307593373?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/3383929460307593373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=3383929460307593373&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3383929460307593373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3383929460307593373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-and-goodbye.html' title='Hello and Goodbye'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/TBrpjeXGU4I/AAAAAAAAA3o/CHAAwvxUrdE/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-6405213356213195578</id><published>2010-05-27T14:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T14:47:40.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Living World</title><content type='html'>As most of you know I stay sick. If anyone in my family is going to get sick its going to be me. I never seem to share it with anyone but they always share it with me.&lt;br /&gt;So last Thursday afternoon me and my friend Andrea hit the park to walk some laps. I am really trying to walk more in hopes of losing some weight. We normally walk about 4 miles but about half way through I start sneezing like crazy and then I get all congested. So we decided to call it a day. I had a church meeting that night so I went home to shower and get ready for that. I simply decided that since I was outside that my allergies were just acting up...because I suffer YEAR round with my allergies. All throughout my meeting at church I just seemed to get worse. More sneezing, congestion and a major headache. So I went home and literally drank a half bottle of &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;benadryl&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;cozied&lt;/span&gt; up on the couch to &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;watch&lt;/span&gt; the Season Finale of Grey's Anatomy...it was awesome by the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed around 12:30am but was never able to go to sleep. I decided that as soon as the doctors office opened I would be there because I had to work Friday night. I needed some rest too! My mom is the Office Manager of where I go to the doctor so I called her at 7am and she told me to be there by 8 and she would have them work me in. So I was there by 8 and saw the Dr. I was diagnosed with a Sinus Infection. &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; me! The Dr. gave me an option of getting a steroid shot &amp;amp; antibiotic shot. I agreed because I would much rather have the shot since it works quicker. He then asked if I had ever had the pneumonia shot. I told him I hadn't because I typically stay away from those types of shots because I know for a fact that I am allergic to the flu shot. He explained that the pneumonia shot was totally different from the flu shot and it didn't have the same contents in it so I shouldn't be allergic to it. He then told me that get the pneumonia shot typically cuts down on infections that people normally get. So I agreed to get it. So I got the steroid shot in my left hip, the antibiotic shot in my right hip and the pneumonia shot in my left arm. I was set and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home took a small nap and went to Kaylyn's Graduation (I will post on this later). Afterwards came back home and got another small nap before having to be at work at 6. Work was incredibly busy that night since there was a robbery but I will post on that later too. As the night went on I began to feel worse. My head congestion was awful, I could barely breathe. Then I kept &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;hav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; hot &amp;amp; cold flashes. I was so thankful that Friday was my short night and that I only work 8 hrs. So by 2 am I was ready to go. When I got home I took my temp and it was 101.2. I took some Tylenol and laid down. I never went to sleep because I couldn't breathe because of all the congestion. Around 4 I started to get the chills and I was sweating really bad. I got up and took my temp and it was now 103.7! I couldn't believe it was higher. So of course I laid back down again. Throughout the day my fever stayed at around 103 with Tylenol and Motrin. I felt horrible and ended up calling into work because I knew I couldn't function. By 9 Saturday night I was ready to go to the ER. I couldn't get my fever down no matter what I did. I rotated between Tylenol and Motrin all day, took cold baths and kept a cold rag on my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the ER the doctor came in and did a strep test. He said my fever should not be this high with just a sinus infection. It would be high for strep but my strep test was negative. They did some blood work and the conclusion was that I was having an allergic reaction to the pneumonia shot that I had gotten the day before. He went ahead and swapped my oral antibiotic to something stronger and sent me home. That night my fever still hovered between 102 &amp;amp; 103. I still want able to get that much rest simply because I couldn't breathe when I laid down. Later into Sunday my fever finally broke and stayed around 99 &amp;amp; 100 until Monday. I ended up calling in Sunday night too because I still had the fever and was not able to function. I spent all weekend in bed but got no rest. Monday morning my fever was down and I was finally able to breathe some so I ended up sleeping most of Monday. However, now that I look back it I just believe that my body was just use to being up and awake during the night and use to sleeping on Monday. Tuesday I actually got out of bed and did somethings around the house. Today I feel &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; better but still have a little congestion left to deal with. Hopefully it will be over soon though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My anniversary is Saturday and I have already requested off so hopefully I will be all better so I can enjoy dinner and a movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-6405213356213195578?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6405213356213195578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=6405213356213195578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6405213356213195578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6405213356213195578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-to-living-world.html' title='Back to the Living World'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/th_signature2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7107100338351922339</id><published>2010-05-18T08:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T08:04:30.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Lollipop</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks I am sitting at work and this woman walks into our lobby. I ask her how I can help her and she told me that she would like an officer to talk to her daughter about stealing. I told her no problem that it would be a few minutes because I would have to call an officer in. We like to get as much information as we can so that we can let the officers know what to expect. So I asked her the usual questions: what, when, and where did it happen and how old her daughter was. I was absolutely shocked when she told me her daughter was...5! Yes, 5 years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can understand not wanting your child to steal. I dont want mine to do that. I want them to understand wrong from right and not to take what doesnt belong to you. However, in my personal opinion I think taking a 5 year old to the police station is a little far. Now that's just my opinion. If that would have been my child of course I would have been upset but I do think I would have had to have a talk with her and let her know that it's wrong to take things (no matter what it is) that do no belong to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, having an officer "scare" your child is never good either. You always want your child to trust a police officer and to never be scared of them. They are only there to help you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, long story short the little girl took a lollipop from the drug store because her mother wouldnt let her have one. In the end the little girl was made to apologize and the store ended up giving her the lollipop. I personally, wouldnt have let her have it at that point anyway. She was then brought to the police station where she talked to one of our officers. I would have loved to actually know what was said but I wasnt able to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just wondering...what would you have done in this situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-7107100338351922339?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7107100338351922339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7107100338351922339&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7107100338351922339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7107100338351922339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-lollipop.html' title='Just a Lollipop'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/th_signature2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-462120153711388534</id><published>2010-05-15T08:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T08:30:00.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Makeup Day</title><content type='html'>No makeup on National TV. I personally didnt see the 4th hour of The Today Show but I heard Hoda and Kathie Lee didnt wear makeup. Apparently it made pretty big news. My personal opinion is that I think it was great. I think it made a great statement and women from all over responded.It let me know that even though they are on TV (and look great when they are on there) they have flaws just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I am one of those people that really doesnt leave the house unless I look in a mirror and look somewhat decent. That doesnt necessarily mean that I have to have on makeup but I do have to be ok with the way I look. I admit that I would rather not wear make up unless I just have to. Especially over the last couple of years my face has become splotchy looking and I seem to be having more acne problems now than I have ever had. However, I will put out there that I only apply makeup once a day unless I have something important at night. In other words on an original day I will apply it in the morning if I am going somewhere whether it be running errands or going to the DR and then take it all off at night. But like on Wednesday's when I have church I will apply more before I go to church. But when I go to work I am a 1 time applier! I never freshen it up at work...after the 9th or 10th hour no one really cares about how they look they are just ready to go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did you think of Hoda and Kathie Lee's statement of no makeup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-462120153711388534?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/462120153711388534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=462120153711388534&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/462120153711388534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/462120153711388534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-makeup-day.html' title='No Makeup Day'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/th_signature2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-1962057314514120233</id><published>2010-05-14T08:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T08:29:02.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update-Making A Come Back</title><content type='html'>I cant believe its been so long since I have updated. First of all, working nights are really taking a toll on me. As I said in a previous post I work Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights. I finally get back on my schedule Tuesday or Wednesday and then its time to do it all over again. So even though I said I was trying to get on a normal schedule...well I havent. But I am making an attempt to get back to the blog work. I miss all my friends and keeping up with their lives too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am going to try and make some changes here on my blog. Of course my blog will still contain family stuff but I will also blog about work, my thoughts in general, and things happening in the real world whether it being facts or just my opinion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now its about 8:30am and I am going to go finish cleaning up my living room and folding the last of the laundry. Afterward I will be heading back to bed since I have to work tonight. I actually stayed up till like 2am this morning catching up on some of my shows that I had DVR'd. That's usually what I do on Thursday nights. I dont watch most of my shows throughout the week so that I can stay up late Thursday night to watch them. This helps me to stay up most of Thursday night and then sleep some Friday and then work all Friday night. I know its confusing but it works for me...well somewhat anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-1962057314514120233?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1962057314514120233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=1962057314514120233&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1962057314514120233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1962057314514120233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/05/update-making-come-back.html' title='Update-Making A Come Back'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/th_signature2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-796370051732713195</id><published>2010-03-05T07:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T07:00:11.061-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Follow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Welcome to Friday Follow! I have found so many new blogs through Friday Follow. I didnt realize how many there were out there!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S5CYAZEJGbI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Btlb1r7YPkY/s1600-h/followfriday01.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S5CYAZEJGbI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Btlb1r7YPkY/s320/followfriday01.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is how Friday Follow works:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Follow the Friday Follow hostesses listed in the first 3 slots&lt;br /&gt;Follow as many blogs as you’d like&lt;br /&gt;Comment on the blogs telling them you’re from Friday Follow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Follow back when you get a new follower through Friday Follow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Follow is hosted by Rita @ &lt;a href="http://one2try.blogspot.com/"&gt;One 2 Try&lt;/a&gt;, Tami @ &lt;a href="http://heartsmakefamilies.com/"&gt;Hearts Make Families &lt;/a&gt;and Lynn @ &lt;a href="http://www.middayescapades.com/"&gt;Midday Escapades&lt;/a&gt; , so make sure you follow them!&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Have fun and have a wonderful weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-796370051732713195?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/796370051732713195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=796370051732713195&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/796370051732713195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/796370051732713195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/03/friday-follow.html' title='Friday Follow'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S5CYAZEJGbI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Btlb1r7YPkY/s72-c/followfriday01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-771745717459083975</id><published>2010-03-05T06:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T06:00:09.787-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job</title><content type='html'>So I have been missing for a while. I have had several things going on with well my family, new job and life in general. Yes, I said new job. I now work for our local Police Dept as a Dispatcher. So far I love it. It is part time (32 hours a week). I do work nights however and enjoying that too. At first I wasnt too happy about working nights but then I realized it really works for mine and Kevin's schedule. I work Friday night (6pm-2am), Saturday night (6pm-6am), and Sunday night (6pm-6am). Working that schedule means that I am home with Kaylyn during the week. So this will work even better during the summer and spring break...this way I dont have to worry about who will take care of Kaylyn while I am working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working for the PD I have encountered some crazy things. We literally have this "crazy" lady that starts calling every morning around 3 am. She just calls to talk. We have to talk to her because we have to answer every phone call that comes in. She is an older woman that just calls to talk and their is nothing we can do about it. She calls and maybe talks to us for about a min or so and then she says bye and hangs up. She talks about off the wall things like diets, sex (yes, sex!), food, and grading papers. Every now and again she calls and actually needs police assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great (insert sarcasm here) part of my job is same sex searches. During the day there is a female officer on the job...at night there isnt. So that means if a female is brought in by officers then a female dispatcher has to search her. I have assisted 2 searches during training and done 2 solo. The female is brought into the bathroom (not big at all) and a male officer stands outside the door in case help is needed. There are 2 types of searches (I have done 1 of each). There is a pat down search where we where gloves and actually pat down the suspect. Then there is a full out strip search where the suspect takes ALL of their clothes off and bends over to make sure nothing is "hidden" in their "cracks and crevices." Then I have to search their clothes and shoes to make sure nothing is in them either. If a female has on an underwire bra that has to be removed until they are released as well as "all" piercings. The best &amp;amp; only thing about full strip search is that we actually do not touch the suspect. We just have to "look" and make sure there isn't anything there that shouldn't be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend on Saturday night 2 girls were brought in on underage drinking and driving. Because they were brought in for drinking a pat down search is performed. I observed one with my other female trainer and then did the other by myself. Both girls had to remove their bras because of the underwire and then the last one had to remove her piercings. One in each of her nipples and one in her belly button. I did her pat down and she was clean. They were placed in a cell for a hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday night we had a call for a possible DUI. Turns out the driver was completely sober but the passenger had a bag of weed on her so she was brought in on possession. Since she was being charged for drug possession she had to have a full strip search. I do have to say I was happy that I didnt have to touch her and she too was clean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do love is all the excuses I get when they come in. The females are the babies that whine and cry and the men...well they just take it. One of the underage girls cried and cried. She looked like a total mess and she knew she was in trouble by her parents. The other underage girl was fine with it and very chatty when I was doing her search. She told me she was a Hooter's girl and was just talking away. Apparently she has done this before according to her record. Now the girl that was arrested for possession of weed...she wasnt crying but she wanted me to know that she had cancer and that the reason she smoked the pot was because of her kids. Apparently smoking pot helps her cope with the cancer. But we dont know for sure if she had cancer or not. I just listen and do what I have to do to get out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are some stories from this past weekend. I am gearing up for another weekend of fun at the station. I will keep you posted on what's going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-771745717459083975?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/771745717459083975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=771745717459083975&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/771745717459083975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/771745717459083975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-job.html' title='New Job'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/th_signature2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-2747099235449785287</id><published>2010-02-13T06:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T06:00:02.102-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Small Talk Six'/><title type='text'>Small Talk Six</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S1t0IpVmKAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/R0ir_aYyrjk/s1600-h/smalltalksix300.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S1t0IpVmKAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/R0ir_aYyrjk/s320/smalltalksix300.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430061467609475074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Today’s topic is &lt;strong&gt;“6 love songs that make you melt.” &lt;/strong&gt;You can answer this with a list of 6 words, 6 phrases, 6 sentences, 6 paragraphs, 6 photos, 6 videos, etc . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Want to join in? Go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(155, 181, 32); text-decoration: none;" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.momdot.com/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momdot.com/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(230, 19, 74);font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; to learn how and to view the weekly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(230, 19, 74);font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;a style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(155, 181, 32); text-decoration: none;" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.momdot.com/blog/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays/"&gt;Small Talk Six topics for 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Six this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;From This Moment-Shania Twain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Could Not Ask For More-Edwin McCain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I See You Smile-Bad English&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angel Eyes-Jeff Healey Band&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ive Had the Time of My Life (yes, off of Dirty Dancing!)-Bill Medley &amp;amp; Jennifer Barnes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; I Dont Want To Miss A Thing-Aerosmith&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" alt="Photobucket" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" 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/7149970822540908691-2747099235449785287?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2747099235449785287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2747099235449785287&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2747099235449785287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2747099235449785287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/02/small-talk-six_13.html' title='Small Talk Six'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S1t0IpVmKAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/R0ir_aYyrjk/s72-c/smalltalksix300.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-4854235319209156087</id><published>2010-02-12T08:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T08:16:14.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Follow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S3VijdmWtmI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/gp2WH4iTbMk/s1600-h/followfriday01.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S3VijdmWtmI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/gp2WH4iTbMk/s320/followfriday01.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Friday Follow! I have found some awesome blogs out there as well as met some really nice blog friends! Click on over to &lt;a href="http://www.middayescapades.com/2010/02/friday-follow-celebration-of-followers_12.html"&gt;Midday Escapades&lt;/a&gt; to link up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-4854235319209156087?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4854235319209156087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=4854235319209156087&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/4854235319209156087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/4854235319209156087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/02/friday-follow.html' title='Friday Follow'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S3VijdmWtmI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/gp2WH4iTbMk/s72-c/followfriday01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-4497647836161640446</id><published>2010-02-09T10:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T10:00:02.581-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>Now I will admit that I spend a lot of time on Facebook. I have 316 friends and I know all of them. A few are from the Blogosphere but I talk to them on a regular basis. I dont add people that I dont know. I dont play games or anything I just check status updates and comment. I, myself dont do that many status updates. I simply get on there to see what everyone else is doing. With that said my page is pretty clean...there isnt anything on there that shouldnt/cant be seen. I know that some people "lock" their page so that it can only be viewed by friends which is cool. But what about those crazy people that put "everything" on their page for everyone to view?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I am asking is because I got a friend request yesterday from a friend of Kaylyn's. Yes, a 6yr old. Now, I am not mother of the year by no means but I will not let my child have a facebook page until she is at least 14 or 15. I truly believe facebook is for older people...not children. What could a child possibly be on there for anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylyn is pretty tech savvy and gets to play games on the computer at school but honestly we dont allow her on our computer much at all. She does play Elmo's World here and there but that is it...and she is always supervised. She is never on the internet by herself...I am afraid of what she will find/see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your thoughts on this? At what age will you let your child have a facebook page?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-4497647836161640446?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4497647836161640446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=4497647836161640446&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/4497647836161640446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/4497647836161640446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/02/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/th_signature2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-2414147515494221552</id><published>2010-02-08T14:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T14:36:03.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl Commercials</title><content type='html'>I loved all the Doritos commercials. Here are a few of my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r0EVSP_6XZA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r0EVSP_6XZA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course then was pretty cute too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T8Jli-2pcgM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T8Jli-2pcgM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Snickers commercial wasnt that bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k3rsaneyeXY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k3rsaneyeXY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which were your favorite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-2414147515494221552?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2414147515494221552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2414147515494221552&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2414147515494221552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2414147515494221552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/02/super-bowl-commercials.html' title='Super Bowl Commercials'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/th_signature2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7281053594765562299</id><published>2010-02-08T12:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T12:25:00.784-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Daily Routine</title><content type='html'>Since I have not been working I have gotten into somewhat of a bad routine during the day. It all depends on Baby A and her schedule. Baby A and I get back to the house around 7:30 from picking her up and taking Kaylyn to school. She will normally play for a little while and then will start to get sleepy. She will fight it for a little while and then eventually will give in to a nap anywhere from 8:30-9. Once I get her down for a nap I will not lie...I get comfy on the couch and take a nap too. Normally last about an hour to an hour and a half. We will then get up and I will feed her and she plays pretty contently for the rest of the morning. I will blog stalk or play around on Facebook while watching the Today Show and then my local news at 11am. Around noon its time to feed Baby A again while watching Family Feud. I have watched Family Feud so much I do believe I have seen them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 1 Baby A will normally lay down again for her afternoon nap and I will get back on the couch however this time I make sure to watch Days of our Lives. Yes, I have gotten back into Soaps. I know its sad but I have been watching it on and off for about 15yrs now and gotten back into it. It never takes long to get caught up. Kaylyn gets off the bus at 3 and shortly after Baby A is usually back up. I make snacks for Kaylyn and start her homework while getting all of Baby A's stuff together. Her dad normally is here by 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I do clean here and there and do laundry when it needs to be done. My point to all of this is that I am in the house pretty much every day. I need outside time. I need to get out. I feel like I have gotten so lazy and I have never been this way. Baby A's mom doesnt like it when I take her places and prefers me to stay at home with her. While I understand why I still think there are times when I need to get out. So this morning when I picked up Baby A I told her mom that next Friday would be the last day I am available to keep her. She seemed to understand, but I really need the freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I started keeping her after I would drop Kaylyn off to school I would go to the park and walk 2-3 miles a day. The energy from that would keep me going all day. I would come home and clean, do laundry and take care of things. I am hoping to get back into that routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a promising job lead that I am hoping will work out in the very near future. I am praying this will work out because I would only be working 3 days a week. Please pray that this is the right job opportunity for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-7281053594765562299?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7281053594765562299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7281053594765562299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7281053594765562299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7281053594765562299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/02/bad-daily-routine.html' title='Bad Daily Routine'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/th_signature2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-2293768795516633060</id><published>2010-02-06T06:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T06:00:01.441-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Small Talk Six'/><title type='text'>Small Talk Six</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S1t0IpVmKAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/R0ir_aYyrjk/s1600-h/smalltalksix300.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S1t0IpVmKAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/R0ir_aYyrjk/s320/smalltalksix300.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430061467609475074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s topic is &lt;strong&gt;“6 of your favorite things that are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt;.” &lt;/strong&gt;You can answer this with a list of 6 words, 6 phrases, 6 sentences, 6 paragraphs, 6 photos, 6 videos, etc . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Want to join in? Go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(155, 181, 32); text-decoration: none;" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.momdot.com/blog/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momdot.com/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(230, 19, 74);font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; to learn how and to view the weekly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(230, 19, 74);font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;a style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(155, 181, 32); text-decoration: none;" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.momdot.com/blog/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays/"&gt;Small Talk Six topics for 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Six this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kaylyn's baby blanket is pink...she still has it and it reminds me of when she was little.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mary Kay Pink Cadillac (picture from Google.com)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S10XJYx85pI/AAAAAAAAA0w/A9ZM49deTPk/s1600-h/September+with+SRX+Seminar+2007+-+smallpic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S10XJYx85pI/AAAAAAAAA0w/A9ZM49deTPk/s320/September+with+SRX+Seminar+2007+-+smallpic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430522175716910738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pink undies! (what? you asked lol)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pink starburst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;paradise pink lipstick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;old pair of pink flip flops&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;***sorry the numbering got messed up when I added the Pink Caddy pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" alt="Photobucket" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-2293768795516633060?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2293768795516633060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2293768795516633060&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2293768795516633060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2293768795516633060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/02/small-talk-six.html' title='Small Talk Six'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S1t0IpVmKAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/R0ir_aYyrjk/s72-c/smalltalksix300.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-3189860149699054590</id><published>2010-02-05T07:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T07:55:31.321-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2wixrEFLOI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/K9eQkeFZLVs/s1600-h/followfriday01.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2wixrEFLOI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/K9eQkeFZLVs/s320/followfriday01.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Over the last couple of weeks I have taken part in Follow Friday. I really like it because I have found so many new &amp;amp; interesting blog! Follow Friday is hosted by &lt;a href="http://www.middayescapades.com/"&gt;Midday Escapes&lt;/a&gt;. Click on over to see some great blogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-3189860149699054590?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/3189860149699054590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=3189860149699054590&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3189860149699054590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3189860149699054590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/02/follow-friday.html' title='Follow Friday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2wixrEFLOI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/K9eQkeFZLVs/s72-c/followfriday01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-5930621416969162004</id><published>2010-02-04T08:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T08:58:36.934-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylyn'/><title type='text'>Hand Me Downs</title><content type='html'>I love me some hand me downs. I technically have never "had" to buy Kaylyn any clothes. I have though because I found some really cute clothes but she has never needed them. We have been so blessed to have 2 people always give us their hand me downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Kaylyn was born of course I received a ton of clothes at her/my baby shower. Then when I returned to work when she was about 3 months old I had a friend bring me 2 huge black garbage bags full of clothes. See her daughter was exactly a year older than Kaylyn so all of the clothes fit Kaylyn perfect for every season. She continued to bring us clothes at every season change until Kaylyn was about 3. She had more clothes than I know what to do with. There we even items that still had tags on them. Not to mention they were always clean clothes, they never had any stains or holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after Kaylyn turned 3 one of my moms really good friends asked my mom Kaylyn's size. My mom told her and then within a week she brought my mom 4 big, black garbage bags full of clothes and shoes. These too were great clothes...very clean with no stains or holes in them, including the shoes. This nice lady would give us 2-3 bags every time it changed season. At one point we had so many bags of clothes we didnt know what to do with them. So as you can guess there were some clothes that she didnt even get a chance to get into because right now she is literally growing like a weed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shoes have been the cutest too. She has been given several pairs of flip flops, dress shoes, tennis shoes, and boots. However, like the clothes some of the shoes she never got her feet into. Like this morning for example...I put her in a pair of khaki pants with a white long sleeve blouse that had a brown sweater over it. It was so cute. So I thought to myself...I know I saw a couple of pairs of brown boots in that bag. Those would go perfect with her outfit. So I go and picked this cute pair out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2rfvJrxUGI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Bp_1VOx6V5s/s1600-h/IMG00165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2rfvJrxUGI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Bp_1VOx6V5s/s320/IMG00165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434401901522276450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2rfvdNrfWI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ukx2mjrP0zQ/s1600-h/IMG00167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2rfvdNrfWI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ukx2mjrP0zQ/s320/IMG00167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434401906764774754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well I couldnt get her foot in there! It was a size 10 in kids and that's what size her foot is...or so I thought. By the time I got the boot on one foot I could tell her toes were all smashed so I reluctantly took them back off. Then I tried this pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2rfvn75RHI/AAAAAAAAA2o/u5z1ihpaiT0/s1600-h/IMG00166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2rfvn75RHI/AAAAAAAAA2o/u5z1ihpaiT0/s320/IMG00166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434401909642970226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2rfwAE47gI/AAAAAAAAA2w/HR0NFnVf00Q/s1600-h/IMG00168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2rfwAE47gI/AAAAAAAAA2w/HR0NFnVf00Q/s320/IMG00168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434401916123147778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Same thing with these. I couldnt even get these zipped up! Now I am all upset because she didnt even get to wear these! They look practically brand new, they have no scuff marks on them at all. So I am a little sad because I had to put her darn tennis shoes on her that really didnt go with the outfit. I am sure her teacher is probably thinking "what was I thinking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So needless to say...these will be a good hand me down to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" alt="Photobucket" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" 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/7149970822540908691-5930621416969162004?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5930621416969162004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=5930621416969162004&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5930621416969162004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5930621416969162004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/02/hand-me-downs.html' title='Hand Me Downs'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2rfvJrxUGI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Bp_1VOx6V5s/s72-c/IMG00165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-9110146529517274760</id><published>2010-02-02T12:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T12:00:01.125-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylyn'/><title type='text'>Make-Up</title><content type='html'>My grandparents didnt get to attend Kaylyn's birthday party because they were sick. So yesterday we happen to be at my parents when my grandparents came over. They brought Kaylyn's birthday present with her too. Kaylyn opened up her present and it was a little make-up kit. Kaylyn was so excited...me not so much! It had 3 eye shadows (blue, pink &amp;amp; light purple), face glitter powder, liquid glitter body gel, and 2 glitter lip glosses. Of course I let her play with it since my grandparents were still there. This is what she looked like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2d5QWgk_eI/AAAAAAAAA1o/bPRtdF4BkzQ/s1600-h/IMG00164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2d5QWgk_eI/AAAAAAAAA1o/bPRtdF4BkzQ/s320/IMG00164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433444797272882658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2d5PzP9Q6I/AAAAAAAAA1g/kXAwo0rU1YU/s1600-h/IMG00163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2d5PzP9Q6I/AAAAAAAAA1g/kXAwo0rU1YU/s320/IMG00163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433444787807929250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awww, she has so much to learn about make-up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" alt="Photobucket" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" 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/7149970822540908691-9110146529517274760?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/9110146529517274760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=9110146529517274760&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/9110146529517274760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/9110146529517274760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/02/make-up.html' title='Make-Up'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2d5QWgk_eI/AAAAAAAAA1o/bPRtdF4BkzQ/s72-c/IMG00164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-3357807501594721386</id><published>2010-02-01T23:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:56:36.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Post It Note Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://supahmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/post-it-note-tuesday-what-will-you-say.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s27/dperry_2007/superstickies-413-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, its only Tuesday but its Post It Note Tuesday! That makes it all the better! After my Post It's dont forget to head over to &lt;a href="http://www.supahmommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Supah's&lt;/a&gt; to see her Post It's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2e9eLnvcGI/AAAAAAAAA2I/WtKTNV6X2-M/s1600-h/superstickies%2814%29.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2e9eLnvcGI/AAAAAAAAA2I/WtKTNV6X2-M/s320/superstickies%2814%29.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433519801658994786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2e9eWBrSSI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/jfZXL52R9qI/s1600-h/superstickies%2813%29.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2e9eWBrSSI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/jfZXL52R9qI/s320/superstickies%2813%29.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433519804452129058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2e9d3osPFI/AAAAAAAAA2A/RPW28JUp-iE/s1600-h/superstickies%2815%29.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2e9d3osPFI/AAAAAAAAA2A/RPW28JUp-iE/s320/superstickies%2815%29.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433519796294270034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2e9do4vloI/AAAAAAAAA14/kNyVxzppSZ4/s1600-h/superstickies%2816%29.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2e9do4vloI/AAAAAAAAA14/kNyVxzppSZ4/s320/superstickies%2816%29.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433519792335066754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" alt="Photobucket" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" 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/7149970822540908691-3357807501594721386?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/3357807501594721386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=3357807501594721386&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3357807501594721386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3357807501594721386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-it-note-tuesday.html' title='Post It Note Tuesday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S2e9eLnvcGI/AAAAAAAAA2I/WtKTNV6X2-M/s72-c/superstickies%2814%29.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-1615338285229232085</id><published>2010-02-01T19:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T19:21:48.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on My Grandfather</title><content type='html'>As you know from this &lt;a href="http://my2009weightjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-grandfather.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; my Grandfather had a full body scan to see if his cancer had spread. They called Friday and scheduled an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; for today for him to come in to get the results. I got the call today from mom to tell me the results. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; he has Stage 4 non Hodgkin's lymphoma. Not the results we were hoping for. It is a very aggressive cancer so he will be starting chemotherapy right away. I wanted to thank everyone for your prayers as well as your continued prayers. This is going to be very hard for him as well as my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" alt="Photobucket" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-1615338285229232085?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1615338285229232085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=1615338285229232085&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1615338285229232085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1615338285229232085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/02/update-on-my-grandfather.html' title='Update on My Grandfather'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/th_signature2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-3725952368275884922</id><published>2010-02-01T06:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T06:00:09.782-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Me Monday'/><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my friends! It's that time again! It's Not Me Monday! So here is what I have NOT been doing the last week! After you read my Not Me's dont forget to head over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama's Blog&lt;/a&gt; and see what her and everyone else have NOT been doing lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT put on a pair of pantyhose they other night and stick my finger right through them on my thigh. I did NOT freak out because it was my only pair of hose and I had to wear them that night. I then did NOT out liquid band-aid over the hole in hopes it wouldnt grow. I know what liquid band-aid is used for and its not to fix my pantyhose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kaylyn did NOT get sick again this past week. I did NOT have to take her to the dr to hear the diagnosis of walking pneumonia again. She has NOT had this times in the last  6 months!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT cheat on my diet several days last week. I seriously want to lose weight so I would never cheat!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT do like 7 loads of laundry on Saturday! How can 3 people get up 7 loads of laundry with in a few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" alt="Photobucket" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" 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/7149970822540908691-3725952368275884922?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/3725952368275884922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=3725952368275884922&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3725952368275884922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3725952368275884922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/02/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-9140444926185790272</id><published>2010-01-30T06:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T06:00:04.664-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Small Talk Six'/><title type='text'>Small Talk Six</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S1t0IpVmKAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/R0ir_aYyrjk/s1600-h/smalltalksix300.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S1t0IpVmKAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/R0ir_aYyrjk/s320/smalltalksix300.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430061467609475074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Today’s topic is &lt;strong&gt;“6 of the worst films you have ever watched.” &lt;/strong&gt;You can answer this with a list of 6 words, 6 phrases, 6 sentences, 6 paragraphs, 6 photos, 6 videos, etc . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Want to join in? Go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(155, 181, 32); text-decoration: none;" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.momdot.com/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momdot.com/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(230, 19, 74);font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; to learn how and to view the weekly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(230, 19, 74);font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;a style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(155, 181, 32); text-decoration: none;" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.momdot.com/blog/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays/"&gt;Small Talk Six topics for 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Six this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watchmen-I watched it for the first time a couple of weeks ago and I couldnt follow it nor understand it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O Brother, Where Art Thou-to me very dumb...only highlight is George Clooney!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweeney Todd-didnt like it. Just my opinion though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Happy Feet-just saying!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Know Who Killed Me-bad movie with Lindsey Lohan...havent really liked any of her movies since The Parent Trap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gigli-couldnt even get all the way through. I had to stop watching! Awful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" alt="Photobucket" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" 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/7149970822540908691-9140444926185790272?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/9140444926185790272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=9140444926185790272&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/9140444926185790272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/9140444926185790272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/small-talk-six_30.html' title='Small Talk Six'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S1t0IpVmKAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/R0ir_aYyrjk/s72-c/smalltalksix300.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7098721908382658421</id><published>2010-01-29T11:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T12:01:59.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Follow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.middayescapades.com/search/label/Friday%20Follow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Friday Follow" src="http://blogrockmaryrc.com/followfriday01.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's Friday Follow! This is hosted by &lt;a href="http://www.middayescapades.com/"&gt;Midday Escapes&lt;/a&gt;. Head on over to see what's going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" alt="Photobucket" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" 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/7149970822540908691-7098721908382658421?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7098721908382658421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7098721908382658421&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7098721908382658421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7098721908382658421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/friday-follow.html' title='Friday Follow'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/th_signature2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-8584524314153746624</id><published>2010-01-28T00:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:35:06.815-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylyn'/><title type='text'>Sick Again</title><content type='html'>Kaylyn is sick again. How many times can a kid get sick this year? Seriously! I mean we have already gotten a note from the school about here absences (see &lt;a href="http://my2009weightjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/letter-from-school.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;). But she has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;legitimately&lt;/span&gt; sick. I have notes from the doctors office for all her absences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I noticed when she came home today that her eyes looked really tired. She then started coughing. I figured her coughing was from her asthma so I gave her a breathing treatment and was hoping that was the end of it. It wasnt. Why is it that it always gets worse at night? I would really like to know why! She has now started coughing non-stop and is all congested. For now she does not have a fever. I put her to bed around 7:30 tonight and since then I have been in there 5 different times...and its 12:25 now. I have yet to go to sleep because as soon as I lay down she starts crying. Looks like I will be up for a while. Hopefully we can sleep in, although I do have my alarm set for 8:15 so that I can call the doctors office and get her an appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the Baby A's mom and let her know so I will not have her tomorrow. I am "not" a little excited about that. I forgot how hard it is to keep up with a baby. The constant attention you have to show them and all the baby gear! I forgot how heavy the carseat is and all the diapers you have to change. Oh well, I get to focus all my attention on my sick Kaylyn. I am just hoping this is a cold and nothing serious. Two weeks ago she had strep but seem to get over it quickly. She finished all of her antibiotic and was able to return to school a day later. I am hoping this isnt a relapse of strep. But we will see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" alt="Photobucket" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-8584524314153746624?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8584524314153746624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=8584524314153746624&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8584524314153746624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8584524314153746624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/sick-again.html' title='Sick Again'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/th_signature2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-2626457332056668559</id><published>2010-01-27T08:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T08:09:12.514-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandfather</title><content type='html'>If you can please say a prayer for my family today. My Grandfather is going in to have a full body scan to see if his Leukemia has spread. He has been in remission for over 2 years now and went for his checkup and his blood count was elevated. We had to wait a whole week to get the results. Sure enough the Leukemia had returned. We are just praying that we caught it quick enough so that its hasnt spread. He hasnt felt sick or shown any signs so we are hoping that is a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is very upset about this as you could imagine. He did not like the chemotherapy (which who does) and is not looking forward to starting it again. Plus when you are on chemotherapy your immune system is so weak so its best if he stays home and out of public places. He is by no means a home body. He loves to go and be outside, go to work and of course to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for strength for him today as he goes through the scan and that God gives him peace about this. I know it will be hard for him and my family because it was a long journey to get him into remission. Thanks for your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" alt="Photobucket" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-2626457332056668559?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2626457332056668559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2626457332056668559&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2626457332056668559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2626457332056668559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-grandfather.html' title='My Grandfather'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/th_signature2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-3215293493684662233</id><published>2010-01-27T06:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T06:00:00.164-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S10x9kLuD0I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/SrLvIRhvuO0/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S10x9kLuD0I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/SrLvIRhvuO0/s320/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430551659433299778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Alicia/Pictures/2010-01-23/035.JPG" alt="" /&gt;Loving that smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" alt="Photobucket" style="border: 0pt none  ! 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It's that time again! It's Not Me Monday! So here is what I have NOT been doing the last week! After you read my Not Me's dont forget to head over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama's Blog&lt;/a&gt; and see what her and everyone else have NOT been doing lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT leave my hair straightner on for over 14 hrs! I did NOT turn it on Friday night as I was getting dressed to go out and obviously left it on and then find it still on around 11 am on Saturday morning! I am a very responsible person and know to turn off anything hot like that!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My husband did NOT cut open his hand at work the other day and didnt think it was serious. He was given the chance by his work to go and get stitches but he declined. I did NOT tell him he could lay in the floor and bleed to death before I took him to the ER to pay a $100 copay there when it would have been free (to us) if he would have claimed workman's comp. I am a loving wife and would never tell my husband that!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT sleep till 11 am on Saturday morning!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT throw up my hands at Kaylyn when she brought home her 3rd note in 1 week. I did NOT tell her I give up on getting her to behave in school and stop talking so much. I would never say anything like that because I am a good mom!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz285/theneatthingsinlife/Alicia/signature2.gif" alt="Photobucket" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" 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/7149970822540908691-7469706411124668146?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7469706411124668146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7469706411124668146&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7469706411124668146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7469706411124668146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-me-monday_25.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-8227647720465554364</id><published>2010-01-23T16:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:42:27.006-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Small Talk Six'/><title type='text'>Small Talk Six</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S1t0IpVmKAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/R0ir_aYyrjk/s1600-h/smalltalksix300.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S1t0IpVmKAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/R0ir_aYyrjk/s320/smalltalksix300.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430061467609475074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Today’s topic is &lt;strong&gt;“6 ways your children tested you this week.” &lt;/strong&gt;You can answer this with a list of 6 words, 6 phrases, 6 sentences, 6 paragraphs, 6 photos, 6 videos, etc . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Want to join in? Go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(155, 181, 32); text-decoration: none;" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.momdot.com/blog/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(230, 19, 74);font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(230, 19, 74);font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momdot.com/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; to learn how and to view the weekly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(230, 19, 74);font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;a style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(155, 181, 32); text-decoration: none;" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.momdot.com/blog/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays/"&gt;Small Talk Six topics for 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Six this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kaylyn got a note sent home 3 out of 4 days this week. It seems that she just "has" to talk...all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kaylyn said a$$ the other day. Not to me directly but I overheard her when she was playing a game...she is very competitive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I asked Kaylyn to pick her room and to make sure everything is off her floor. When I walk back in everything is literally up off of the floor...and on top of the bed!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Kaylyn asks to do something and I tell her not right now she comes back every two minutes and keeps asking! Drives me nuts!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I put Kaylyn in the bathtub the other night and went to put a load of laundry on. When I came back my bathroom floor was pretty much flooded and of course she doesnt know how the water got "out" of the tub and onto the floor!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Since Kaylyn is six you would think she could drink out of a normal cup...well she cant. I have been putting things back into sippie cups because I have cleaned up at least 4 spills this week alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-8227647720465554364?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8227647720465554364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=8227647720465554364&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8227647720465554364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8227647720465554364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/small-talk-six.html' title='Small Talk Six'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S1t0IpVmKAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/R0ir_aYyrjk/s72-c/smalltalksix300.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-1929609924040736906</id><published>2010-01-21T12:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:13:41.752-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Status Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;I saw these on Facebook as some of my friends status's and liked it so I just had to post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Reports state that Ronald McDonald was charged with the murder of Burger King. The crime took place in front of the Dairy Queen, reportedly over some ho named Wendy. According to Popeye, the funeral will be held tomorrow at Church's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;WELCOME TO THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA Press 1 for English. Press 2 to disconnect until you learn to speak English. And remember only two defining forces have ever offered to die for you, JESUS CHRIST. And the AMERICAN SOLIDER. One died for your soul, the other for your freedom. &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;This is now my status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;I saw on the internet that Haiti is without a government. To help out, I am donating one Obama, one Pelosi, one Reid, one Frank, one Coakley and two Clintons! They may keep them permanently! I'd give them a constitution; but I can't find mine right now! ~~~ copy and paste this in your status&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-1929609924040736906?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1929609924040736906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=1929609924040736906&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1929609924040736906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1929609924040736906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/status-update.html' title='Status Update'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-229363771300154046</id><published>2010-01-21T06:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:48:38.803-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylyn'/><title type='text'>Imaginary Friend</title><content type='html'>Kaylyn is now 6 and has a very creative imagination. However, just the other day I was thinking to myself that most kids go through the "imaginary friend" stage. Well let me tell you that I spoke too soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we were on our way to church and everything was the usual. Talking and asking for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;. I took her to her class and I went to mine. An hour later I picked her up and BOOM, she has an imaginary friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylyn: Mom, I would like you to meet Hannah. Say "Hello" to Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not realizing what she was talking about I looked around and saw all the other kids that I know and none of them were new or named Hannah. I looked at Kaylyn with a very confused look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylyn: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mooommm&lt;/span&gt;! Say "Hello" to Hannah. She is standing right here and she is going to come home with us tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She leans close to me and whispers in my ear that Hannah is her new friend and nobody can see Hannah but her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylyn: Hannah, we normally go by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt; after church do you want some? Come on Hannah, lets go play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way home she "talked" to Hannah about this and that. In a way it was cute but in another way I am not sure I am going to like this phase. I even had to tell Hannah good night and that I loved her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your child have an imaginary friend? Did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-229363771300154046?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/229363771300154046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=229363771300154046&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/229363771300154046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/229363771300154046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/imaginary-friend.html' title='Imaginary Friend'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-2166645396810270115</id><published>2010-01-11T06:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:30:46.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Me Monday'/><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my friends! It's that time again! It's Not Me Monday! So here is what I have NOT been doing the last week! After you read my Not Me's dont forget to head over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama's Blog&lt;/a&gt; and see what her and everyone else have NOT been doing lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT have a girls day out with a couple of good girl friends on Saturday. No loving mother or wife would spend all 6 hours on a Saturday with her friends. Not me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT have an abscessed tooth Thursday night during our "supposed" snow storm. I did NOT have to go Friday and have my tooth pulled. I am NOT 26 yrs old and missing a tooth!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT send my child to church not realizing she was sick. She never complained of anything Sunday morning and she happen to lay her head on my lap during church and I was running my fingers through her hair and realized how warm she felt. She did NOT have a fever and I did NOT have to take her to After Hours where she was NOT diagnosed with strep! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am still NOT waiting to find out if I have a job or not! I did NOT go on this interview back in early December and still waiting to find out. I am NOT eager to find out!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Hope everyone has a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Signature" border="0" src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-2166645396810270115?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2166645396810270115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2166645396810270115&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2166645396810270115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2166645396810270115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-me-monday_11.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-8930998106207249256</id><published>2010-01-09T06:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:52:09.544-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Small Talk Six'/><title type='text'>Small Talk Six-Jan 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.momdot.com/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421424223974341634" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzzEm5awPAI/AAAAAAAAAyw/DOx8hwUN1Ps/s320/smalltalksix300.jpeg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Small Talk Six topic for this week is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 of your most vivid childhood memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I was six I remember going to Disney Land down in Orlando, FL. I dont remember everything but I remember me and my brother sitting with Mickey and getting our picture taken with those Mickey caps on our head!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On the last day of school in fifth grade I remember going camping with my grandparents. We were gone for about 5 days and I had never been away that long but I really enjoyed it...except for the showering in a room with other people!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dont remember the my exact age but I think around 10 or 11 for Christmas Santa &lt;s&gt;my parents&lt;/s&gt; got my brother and I a go-cart. We thought that was the coolest because when we got up &lt;s&gt;early&lt;/s&gt; that morning the go-cart was actually in our living room. I thought that was pretty cool of Santa &lt;s&gt;my parents&lt;/s&gt; rather than leaving it outside for us to "find."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of Christmas, I remember every year as a child spending Christmas Eve with my dad's side of the family and then Christmas with my mom's side. All of the family was always there and it was just a great time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Since birth I was diagnosed with Asthma &amp;amp; Eczema (really dry skin) and I remember in Kindergarten that we were having to hold hands for something in PE and this girl refused to hold my hand because the palm of my hand had a crack in it from being so dry (like when your lips are dry and crack open). My feeling were hurt by her actions and the big deal that she made of the situation. Ironically, that girl later became my best friend throughout elementary and high school!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As mentioned above I had Asthma as a child and because it wasnt that common back then I had a lot of trouble with it. It wasnt controlled like it is today with today's medicine. So on October 29, 1987 (I was 4) I stopped breathing completely in my sleep. My mom got worried because I normally wake up during the night with problems and I hadnt so she went in there to check on my and found me all blue. They gathered me up and rushed me to the hospital...I remember coming to the second they took me outside and the cold air hit me. I was admitted into the hospital for a few days for observation but obviously I am fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Signature" border="0" src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-8930998106207249256?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8930998106207249256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=8930998106207249256&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8930998106207249256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8930998106207249256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/small-talk-six-jan-9.html' title='Small Talk Six-Jan 9'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzzEm5awPAI/AAAAAAAAAyw/DOx8hwUN1Ps/s72-c/smalltalksix300.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-2661049184217786885</id><published>2010-01-08T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T08:00:02.872-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rooster In the Yard</title><content type='html'>I mentioned months ago (actually back in April) in this &lt;a href="http://my2009weightjourney.blogspot.com/2009/04/here-chick-there-chick.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; that Kaylyn has two chickens as pets that live at my parents house. Well a couple of months ago the black chick died...we think of the bird flu.Lol! Not really, we dont know why but it was around the time the swine flu was sweeping the nation and my dad cracked the joke of the bird flu since he was a bird lol! However the other chick turned into a rooster...welll I guess it was a rooster the whole time but you know what I meant. So the "Rooster" is all big now and very pretty. He is learning to do his little "cock a doodle do" very well...so far he stops at "cock a doodle" he hasnt gotten the "do" out yet lol! He is working on it though. My dad named him Foghorn Leghorn after the cartoon. Foghorn loves my dad. My dad has started letting him out of his cage and lets him roam the yard. He always comes back. He has actually gotten to the point where he will wonder around for a while and then he will just go back into his cage. All my dad has to do is shut the door on the cage. When he is out roaming the yard anytime my dad is outside he will follow him around like a puppy. It is so funny! He will come right up to my dad but he is weary of anyone else. Obviously my dad feeds him so thats why he likes him. However, the other day he was out in the yard and Kaylyn, my dad and my uncle were in the yard talking. Kaylyn took some of his food (chicken scratch stuff (seeds and corn)) and was trying to get him to eat it out of her hand. Well being the 5 year old that she is everytime he got close to her she would jerk her hand away. I guess it made him mad because one time she did that and he freaked out on her and started flapping his wings and ended up clawing her in the face. He got her good too. He scratched her right up under the right eye. Another inch up and it would have been in her eye...she was lucky! Of course I was sympathetic but when I found out she was fine I told her that you cant tease animals like that. Because thats what she was doing, teasing him with his own food. She does the same thing to my inlaws dogs. It really makes me mad. So my dad felt a little guily because he couldnt get to her in time to stop the rooster but all in all she was fine. It just really scared her. Since then though she refuses to get around the rooster when we go over there. She even asked my dad to kill it lol! Not that he would but I think it would make her feel better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics I took of the rooster the other day before the incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0V3T5wB2gI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Sbn_PV33m0s/s1600-h/IMG00084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0V3T5wB2gI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Sbn_PV33m0s/s320/IMG00084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423872510041119234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0V3UTt6x6I/AAAAAAAAA0I/_VbO9OFpLYE/s1600-h/IMG00117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0V3UTt6x6I/AAAAAAAAA0I/_VbO9OFpLYE/s320/IMG00117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423872517011589026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0V3UsM8eVI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/rI8vu97kzGM/s1600-h/IMG00118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0V3UsM8eVI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/rI8vu97kzGM/s320/IMG00118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423872523584174418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0V3U0kK6WI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/o2ylAQci3yI/s1600-h/IMG00139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0V3U0kK6WI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/o2ylAQci3yI/s320/IMG00139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423872525829073250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0V3VMwWYAI/AAAAAAAAA0g/taPj9Rp9NLE/s1600-h/IMG00140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0V3VMwWYAI/AAAAAAAAA0g/taPj9Rp9NLE/s320/IMG00140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423872532322607106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-2661049184217786885?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2661049184217786885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2661049184217786885&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2661049184217786885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2661049184217786885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/rooster-in-yard.html' title='Rooster In the Yard'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0V3T5wB2gI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Sbn_PV33m0s/s72-c/IMG00084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-8567105233846810271</id><published>2010-01-07T20:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T20:32:39.069-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Crap!</title><content type='html'>I have to go to the dentist. I hate the dentist...I mean that in the nicest way. I have never liked going so clearly I steer clear unless I absolutely have to go. Why do I need to go now you ask? I think I have an abscessed tooth. I have this tooth in the back of my mouth that I had a root canal done on it years ago. They put a temporary crown on and it held good for a while. I refused to go in and get a crown because my insurance company only pays for 1/2 so that means I would owe at least $400 and frankly...I dont have it. So I never went to get a crown put on/in. So back in February (yes, almost a year ago &amp;amp; the only reason I remember is because I was on the way to Kaylyn's Valentine party at school) the crown started coming loose and then eventually fell out. Since then my tooth has gradually gotten worse. Never no pain because I had the root canal but has become a food packer (I know its gross!) which is obviously where now the abscess is coming from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last few days I have notice that my gums are a little swollen back there around that tooth. My gums are getting sore though. Yesterday I noticed when I woke up I had this bad taste in my mouth. I just thought it was "morning breath" so I brushed my teeth. The taste never went away. I dont even know how to describe it but its nasty tasting. It didnt hit me until earlier today that it may be from my tooth. Then Kevin said something about an abscess so I googled it. The article that came up said that some of the symptoms of an abscess tooth is pain, bad breath, bitter taste in your mouth, red &amp;amp; swollen gums, and pain when chewing. I have most of those symptoms so I figure that is what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes sense. I mean I havent had the tooth looked at so I am sure there is decay in there and that it is abscessed. Now my problem is there isnt a dentist open. It is Thursday and most everyone is the state of Alabama closed early today because we were "suppose" to get snow (and we didnt) and then most are closing tomorrow because they are worried about the road conditions in the morning. Then there is the weekend! I am going to have to find a dentist that is open on the weekend because there is no way I can go till next week with this. It is literally driving me crazy that I cant get this "taste" out of my mouth. I have brushed my teeth 7 times today and gargled with mouthwash 3 times. It wont go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would say it but I really want to go to the dentist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-8567105233846810271?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8567105233846810271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=8567105233846810271&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8567105233846810271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8567105233846810271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-crap.html' title='Oh Crap!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7111772137059001599</id><published>2010-01-07T14:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T14:52:47.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Get to Know Your Neighbor Day</title><content type='html'>Trisha over at MomDot started &lt;a href="http://www.momdot.com/introduce-yourself-day"&gt;Get to Know Your Neighbor Day&lt;/a&gt;. So I wanted to link up and Introduce Myself. Click on the link and get to know your neighbor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been married almost 7 years to my wonderful husband Kevin and we have a beautiful daughter names Kaylyn. Kaylyn will be 6 in about a week so I am in the process of planning her birthday party. I have a tendancy to wait till the last minute. I live in Central Alabama and have for all of my life. My husband is orignially from Miami but has been in Al for about 15 yrs. I unlike most people LOVE my inlaws. I have the best mother in law in the world. I talk to her at least once a day even if its about nothing. They only live about 10 mins from us and my parents live 15 so we are fortunate that Kaylyn's grandparents play an active role in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my blog to track my weightloss however, I seemed to talk more about my life in it. So I am in the process of redoing my blog. It will be a place where I can talk about all aspects of my life not only my weightloss. I love to blog and I love blog stalking (be aware...I warned you). It is my outlet and I love it. I love to read and spend time with my family. I hate cooking and cleaning. I am currently unemployed but I am looking for a job. I like many people didnt realize it would be so hard to find a job. I have enjoyed my time "off" because it has allowed me to be apart of Kaylyn's first year in school which has been great. I am looking forward to what the New Year brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont forget to go to &lt;a href="http://www.momdot.com/introduce-yourself-day"&gt;MomDot&lt;/a&gt; and link up and meet some of your neighbors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-7111772137059001599?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7111772137059001599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7111772137059001599&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7111772137059001599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7111772137059001599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/get-to-know-your-neighbor-day.html' title='Get to Know Your Neighbor Day'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-1021330600637713260</id><published>2010-01-07T06:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T06:00:04.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Blogiversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0VSbUBvrSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/1rdCyR4Fb4A/s1600-h/HappyBlogiversary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0VSbUBvrSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/1rdCyR4Fb4A/s320/HappyBlogiversary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423831955423604002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I completely forgot to post this but my Blogiversary was on 1/3! So Happy Blogivesary to me! I cant believe its been a year since I started my blog! I have made some great friends through my blog and I am really grateful for them all. Thanks everyone! I hope everyone has a great year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-1021330600637713260?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1021330600637713260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=1021330600637713260&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1021330600637713260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1021330600637713260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-blogiversary.html' title='Happy Blogiversary!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0VSbUBvrSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/1rdCyR4Fb4A/s72-c/HappyBlogiversary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-6812953080924098649</id><published>2010-01-06T20:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:11:06.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its So Cold Outside!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This morning and yesterday was so cold and I hear it's not going to get any better. Per the news they say we are going to get some snow tomorrow. Maybe 1-2 inches. I will believe it when I see it! However, everyone has run to the store and bought the usual milk and bread. We had to go to Publix tonight because I didnt have anything to cook and it was complete chaos in there. There were only 5 lanes open and each lane had at least 4 people waiting to checkout and then some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of all the "snow" chaos they have already cancelled school tomorrow and possibly Friday. We have to wait till Friday morning to see what the weather is going to do. IF it does snow I think they will cancel school on Friday because the high on Friday is on 30...so if the snow does come and then melts then it will freeze and there will alot of ice! So tomorrow I get to sleep in with Kaylyn and they say sometime around noonish it will start snowing. Kevin gets off from work around 1 so by the time he gets home maybe we will be able to enjoy the snow toghether. Of course I will get pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know that I am so tired of being cold. Our poor heater barely shuts off for five minutes and then kicks back on. Then in the morning it is always so cold and I hate getting out of my warm bed when its that cold. I personally hate bundling up just to go the store or whereever. Besided when I get in the car then I have to take it all off because I cant stand driving with a coat on! I would so much rather be hot than cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, below is a pic from my cell phone reading the thermometer on my car this morning. It's under the big "D" and it reads 12 degrees outstide. Freaking cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0VI-d01C1I/AAAAAAAAAzo/JD2UwM2B4Vs/s1600-h/IMG00153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0VI-d01C1I/AAAAAAAAAzo/JD2UwM2B4Vs/s320/IMG00153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423821564232928082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-6812953080924098649?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6812953080924098649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=6812953080924098649&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6812953080924098649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6812953080924098649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-so-cold-outside.html' title='Its So Cold Outside!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0VI-d01C1I/AAAAAAAAAzo/JD2UwM2B4Vs/s72-c/IMG00153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-6779215620123104354</id><published>2010-01-05T08:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:54:15.547-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post It Note Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Post It Note Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://supahmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/post-it-note-tuesday-what-will-you-say.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s27/dperry_2007/superstickies-18-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0NH9Ax9glI/AAAAAAAAAzg/xWIyRnBM7JM/s1600-h/superstickies%284%29.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423257489791353426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/S0NH9Ax9glI/AAAAAAAAAzg/xWIyRnBM7JM/s320/superstickies%284%29.png" style="cursor: pointer; 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&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my friends! It's that time again! It's Not Me Monday! So here is what I have NOT been doing the last week! After you read my Not Me's dont forget to head over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama's Blog&lt;/a&gt; and see what her and everyone else have NOT been doing lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My husband did NOT have to ask me to do laundry because he didnt have any socks to wear to work...he did NOT end up wearing a pair of mine!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After said Laundry was done it did NOT stay in the laundry basket for almost 3 days. I always fold my laundry right away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT go to wipe my 5 month old cousins nose and at the same time tell her to blow! I know that a 5 month old can not "blow" her nose!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT go and deposit cash into my checking account only to go to the post office to get a money order. It did NOT dawn on me until later that I could have gone directly to the post office and pay for the money order with said cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT eat everything in sight before the New Year because I new I would be dieting after the New Year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was NOT cooking something in the oven and when I was done leave the oven door open to let some heat in my very cold house! My house is child proof and I would not jeopardize my child's safety. Besides I did NOT confine my child to her room with a movie for a little while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-2348869866781807696?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2348869866781807696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2348869866781807696&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2348869866781807696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2348869866781807696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-5175857466803759332</id><published>2010-01-02T18:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:02:11.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>This Saturday has been a great start to the new year. Last night I went to my parents for dinner and Kaylyn asked them if she could spent the night and of course they agreed. It has actually been a while since she has stayed with them so I was a little shocked she wanted to stay. The last couple of months she has gone through a "Mom, I dont want to leave your side" phase. So when I got ready to leave I just knew she would want to come home with me...but she didnt. She was excited about staying and I was excited to actually have a night to myself with Kevin. We watched a few movies and that was our night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I didnt have Kaylyn I actually got to sleep in and I got up around 11:30. It felt so good to sleep in because once again its been a while since I have been able to do that. I am so use to getting up at 6 every morning I didnt know how to act lol! I went down to pick up Kaylyn and we stopped by Little Caesars Pizza on the way back home. Once we got home I had some pizza while we watched her movie G-Force...the one with the hamsters. It was pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked on getting my DSL set up (I am mooching off someone's network in my neighborhood) but didnt have good luck. They are sending someone out to look at it between the hours of 8 &amp;amp; 12 tomorrow morning...I will be at church but Kevin will be here. I am looking forward to DSL so that I can get on the internet anywhere in my house. Right now I am confined to my couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight it looks like Kaylyn and I will watch another movie together (I think UP). Kevin is working till 9 or 10 so its just me and Kaylyn. Hope everyone else has a great night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-5175857466803759332?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5175857466803759332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=5175857466803759332&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5175857466803759332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5175857466803759332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7523781096913483137</id><published>2009-12-31T16:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:47:06.176-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Small Talk Six'/><title type='text'>Small Talk Six</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.momdot.com/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzhCp3ESVgI/AAAAAAAAAvw/HUa8ySdspjY/s320/smalltalksix300.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420155438464390658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have joined in on a new Meme and seems to be really fun! I hope you will join in with me. Go &lt;a href="http://www.momdot.com/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to get the list of Meme's and to link up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's topic is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 ways you have decided to change your life in 2010&lt;/span&gt;. Here are my six:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Along with everyone else I have decided to lose weight...not just for my appearance but for my health. I am short and overweight so diabetes is just calling my name...not to mention it runs in the family. I however do not want it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to spiritually grow in the Lord. I have always gone to church and had an on/off relationship with God, but I want that constant bond with Him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Patience is a virtue...that I dont have. I have a tendency to fly off the handle over the littlest things. I want a more healthier outlook on life and the way I handle things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not only do I want to lose weight, I want to exercise on a regular basis. For a while now I have wanted to start running...maybe this is the year!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to grow my Mary Kay business. I would love to be financially stable by the end of 2010 from my business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For my personal use...I want to become more tech savvy. I would love to understand blog designs and how to do it as well as domains and that sort of thing. I am doing good to connect to the internet...now I need to know what is out there lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;You can write your own &lt;a href="http://www.momdot.com/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays"&gt;Small Talk Six&lt;/a&gt; post and link up to it at MomDot or leave me a comment. Have fun and have a great Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-7523781096913483137?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7523781096913483137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7523781096913483137&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7523781096913483137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7523781096913483137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/small-talk-six.html' title='Small Talk Six'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzhCp3ESVgI/AAAAAAAAAvw/HUa8ySdspjY/s72-c/smalltalksix300.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-2017900383799846528</id><published>2009-12-30T08:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:53:33.644-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SztdwK6RQqI/AAAAAAAAAyo/L2cP5NP6uZw/s1600-h/084.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421029658614383266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SztdwK6RQqI/AAAAAAAAAyo/L2cP5NP6uZw/s320/084.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks like she had a great Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Signature" border="0" src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-2017900383799846528?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2017900383799846528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2017900383799846528&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2017900383799846528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2017900383799846528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SztdwK6RQqI/AAAAAAAAAyo/L2cP5NP6uZw/s72-c/084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-5862433527707650894</id><published>2009-12-29T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T14:00:01.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>Christmas morning was really good. Santa was very good to Kaylyn. She got up around 8:30am and came directly to our room to get us up. We wondered in sleepy eyed to watch her open all of her presents. Santa gave her some My Little Ponies, Disney Princess stuff, case for her DSI, some DVD's and in her stocking were some Silly Bands...she was so excited about them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlPceCSItI/AAAAAAAAAw4/op4JV8SFBgU/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlPceCSItI/AAAAAAAAAw4/op4JV8SFBgU/s320/054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420450977034674898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlQFt7MGqI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Q68HpbGSYqU/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlQFt7MGqI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Q68HpbGSYqU/s320/072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420451685674523298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlQF4GhVPI/AAAAAAAAAx4/YzJcN8X2NpI/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlQF4GhVPI/AAAAAAAAAx4/YzJcN8X2NpI/s320/065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420451688406406386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlPd5gmJwI/AAAAAAAAAxY/M9zBm_zFxr8/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlPd5gmJwI/AAAAAAAAAxY/M9zBm_zFxr8/s320/060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420451001589442306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlPdMT_KdI/AAAAAAAAAxI/M3q14rw6USo/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlPdMT_KdI/AAAAAAAAAxI/M3q14rw6USo/s320/057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420450989456959954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlPdUNCriI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/xW5lYIvBaJg/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlPdUNCriI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/xW5lYIvBaJg/s320/059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420450991575313954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlQFd5Y0jI/AAAAAAAAAxo/SO3bZ-5EfY0/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlQFd5Y0jI/AAAAAAAAAxo/SO3bZ-5EfY0/s320/077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420451681372000818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all our presents were opened we got ready and went over to the inlaws. Of course she got everything there too. She is one spoiled child! This was right before we left. She had on this cute Christmas vest...it had a candy cane &amp;amp; gingerbread man on it! Too cute! Notice all the Silly Bands on her wrist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlQFHF7-3I/AAAAAAAAAxg/Sxhf-LkWBpI/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlQFHF7-3I/AAAAAAAAAxg/Sxhf-LkWBpI/s320/083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420451675250621298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlSx_-4IUI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0pN0BhjtOqE/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlSx_-4IUI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0pN0BhjtOqE/s320/084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420454645459329346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-5862433527707650894?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5862433527707650894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=5862433527707650894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5862433527707650894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5862433527707650894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlPceCSItI/AAAAAAAAAw4/op4JV8SFBgU/s72-c/054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-8181624705231065224</id><published>2009-12-29T09:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:47:35.723-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post It Note Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Post It Note Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://supahmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/post-it-note-tuesday-what-will-you-say.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s27/dperry_2007/superstickies-18-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have really enjoyed reading Post It Note Tuesday's on &lt;a href="http://tramm-isms.blogspot.com/2009/12/post-it-note-tuesday_29.html"&gt;Sara's&lt;/a&gt; blog. Then I started following &lt;a href="http://www.supahmommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Supah's&lt;/a&gt; blog who host's this every Tuesday. It seems like real fun so I wanted to join in this week. To see more Post It Notes go to &lt;a href="http://www.supahmommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Supah's&lt;/a&gt; to see her's and many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzonTBYVnZI/AAAAAAAAAyY/dbhY9bmIWEA/s1600-h/superstickies%282%29.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzonTBYVnZI/AAAAAAAAAyY/dbhY9bmIWEA/s320/superstickies%282%29.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420688309235326354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzonTRCGzjI/AAAAAAAAAyg/AL7if7nhs3E/s1600-h/superstickies.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzonTRCGzjI/AAAAAAAAAyg/AL7if7nhs3E/s320/superstickies.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420688313437048370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzonTCwCBFI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/U531Hoeq8Vc/s1600-h/superstickies%283%29.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzonTCwCBFI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/U531Hoeq8Vc/s320/superstickies%283%29.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420688309603140690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-8181624705231065224?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8181624705231065224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=8181624705231065224&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8181624705231065224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8181624705231065224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/post-it-note-tuesday.html' title='Post It Note Tuesday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzonTBYVnZI/AAAAAAAAAyY/dbhY9bmIWEA/s72-c/superstickies%282%29.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7247005667052866270</id><published>2009-12-29T06:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T06:00:03.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve at my parents</title><content type='html'>We had Christmas with my parents on Christmas Eve. My brother has a long distance girl friend and he was going to spend Christmas morning with her family. Kaylyn got a bunch of good presents from my parents and my brother. Justin (my brother) got her a Nintendo DSI that has a camera, plays music, and connects wirelessly to the Internet. It's pretty neat. From my parents she got some My Little Pony stuff, a Baby Alive, a Little Mermaid doll, some Wii games and game for the DSI. I do believe she got everything she asked for! Here are some pics from that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Justin and Kaylyn before opening presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlKje1xFvI/AAAAAAAAAwY/7XQFqgSlVZo/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlKje1xFvI/AAAAAAAAAwY/7XQFqgSlVZo/s320/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420445599951558386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylyn opening one of her many presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlKNGMiYLI/AAAAAAAAAwI/1iJbQYLWn6Y/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlKNGMiYLI/AAAAAAAAAwI/1iJbQYLWn6Y/s320/037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420445215379054770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting ready to open her DSI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlKM9ctwSI/AAAAAAAAAwA/7yrr-fBT3bo/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlKM9ctwSI/AAAAAAAAAwA/7yrr-fBT3bo/s320/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420445213030990114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not the best side of my mom lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlKjnpcJcI/AAAAAAAAAwg/lH7S6Z-XdOw/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlKjnpcJcI/AAAAAAAAAwg/lH7S6Z-XdOw/s320/040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420445602315773378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nina opening Kaylyn's Baby Alive&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlKkD77XGI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Uoc9kYnv9JE/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlKkD77XGI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Uoc9kYnv9JE/s320/044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420445609909509218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After we left my parents house we got home just in time to see Santa on the firetruck. I was really impressed with the Fire Dept this year. Not only did one dress up as Santa and ride around on the firetruck but he actually got down from the truck and interacted with the kids. Here is a pic of him and Kaylyn. Please note it was very windy that night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlKkZdOO_I/AAAAAAAAAww/FXhKIjWBE9w/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlKkZdOO_I/AAAAAAAAAww/FXhKIjWBE9w/s320/049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420445615686302706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-7247005667052866270?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7247005667052866270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7247005667052866270&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7247005667052866270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7247005667052866270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve-at-my-parents.html' title='Christmas Eve at my parents'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SzlKje1xFvI/AAAAAAAAAwY/7XQFqgSlVZo/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-1636345820628315642</id><published>2009-12-28T17:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T17:55:59.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a Dot Com!</title><content type='html'>I have been telling you for weeks now that I will be changing my url and I did. Well I went to GoDaddy.com and played around there for a while trying to figure out what I wanted and I finally came up with it. My new URL is &lt;a href="http://www.mylifeinabombshell.com/"&gt;www.mylifeinabombshell.com&lt;/a&gt;. I didnt want to completely get away from my weightloss blog or my family in general so I decided to just have it in one spot...all in one. Over the next couple of weeks I am hoping to work with my girl &lt;a href="http://meandyouplus2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tinika&lt;/a&gt; and do a complete makeover to go along with my new URL. She has done this blog as well as my &lt;a href="http://imdreamingpink.blogspot.com/"&gt;MK blog&lt;/a&gt; and has always done a great job so I am going to stick with her. She is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I &lt;s&gt;&lt;a href="http://meandyouplus2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tinika&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/s&gt;  get the makeover done I am hoping to do a few contests as well as some other fun things. If you have some idea's let me know...as well as ideas for the new makeover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-1636345820628315642?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1636345820628315642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=1636345820628315642&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1636345820628315642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1636345820628315642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-got-dot-com.html' title='I got a Dot Com!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-8856075250324458607</id><published>2009-12-28T06:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:46:20.955-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Me Monday'/><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my friends! It's that time again! It's Not Me Monday! So here is what I have NOT been doing the last week! After you read my Not Me's dont forget to head over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama's Blog&lt;/a&gt; and see what her and everyone else have NOT been doing lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like everyone else, I did NOT eat too much over the weekend! I am NOT counting down the days (4 days) until I do NOT start my New Year's diet!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We did NOT have the best Christmas! It was NOT busy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT cry like a baby when I hit my knee on Kaylyn's bed. I am NOT a baby and have better things to cry about!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kaylyn and I were NOT making Gingerbread cookies the other night and the dough wasnt very doughy so I did NOT throw that batch away and make more!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oakley the Magic Elf did NOT return to the North Pole with Santa on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-8856075250324458607?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8856075250324458607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=8856075250324458607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8856075250324458607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8856075250324458607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-me-monday_28.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7332643461473030824</id><published>2009-12-25T00:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T00:00:06.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jesus</title><content type='html'>When I was a teenager we use to have a Christmas Eve Service at my church. It was always a great service. I use to love going because it was so special. Of course we read the REAL Christmas story and then at the end our pastor would light one candle at the front of the Sanctuary and from that candle would light another and then another. It was amazing to see the darkness of one candle but when shared with the other's the light was so bright. As the last candle was lit we would all sing Happy Birthday to Jesus. It was an awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SysTYZV8rPI/AAAAAAAAAug/EKlSHRCpjEY/s1600-h/Happy_Birthday_Jesus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SysTYZV8rPI/AAAAAAAAAug/EKlSHRCpjEY/s320/Happy_Birthday_Jesus.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416444286683884786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-7332643461473030824?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7332643461473030824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7332643461473030824&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7332643461473030824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7332643461473030824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-jesus.html' title='Happy Birthday Jesus'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SysTYZV8rPI/AAAAAAAAAug/EKlSHRCpjEY/s72-c/Happy_Birthday_Jesus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-8519348379074639053</id><published>2009-12-22T06:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T06:30:01.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>O Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>I love Christmas time. I love the season and the Christmas Spirit. My favorite thing is the Christmas tree. There is something about a Christmas tree that I am drawn to. I love to decorate them and I love the smell of real trees. I know alot of people like the fake ones because they are easier to handle but I have to have a real one. I love the lights, the decorations and of course all the presents underneath. When I am at home my lights on my tree are always on. I have to have it on. Kevin makes fun of me because I always have the tree lights on. Even when I was a kid I had our lights on our tree on. Then on Christmas Eve we would leave our lights on all night. However, since I got married Kevin under no circumstance will leave the lights on all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any Christmas traditions? Is there anything special you like about Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-8519348379074639053?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8519348379074639053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=8519348379074639053&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8519348379074639053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8519348379074639053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-christmas-tree.html' title='O Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-1685788968690857143</id><published>2009-12-21T06:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:46:38.404-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Me Monday'/><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my friends! It's that time again! It's Not Me Monday! So here is what I have NOT been doing the last week! After you my Not Me's dont forget to head over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama's Blog&lt;/a&gt; and see what her and everyone else has NOT done lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once again I &lt;s&gt;Oakley the Elf&lt;/s&gt; did NOT decorate the tree with something new...panties. See this &lt;a href="http://my2009weightjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/elf-magic.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; about Oakley and this post to see the panties lol!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT have 2 family Christmas get together's this weekend and I did NOT over eat at all! I did NOT even go back for seconds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT go to my Sunday School Christmas party on Friday night and get home at 12:30am! Not a church function!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do NOT have the best MIL and I did NOT go shopping with her just for the fun of it yesterday. I do NOT talk my MIL at least once or twice a day! My husband does NOT get a little irritated that his mom tells me things before she tells him!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our redneck neighbors did NOT move last week! We are NOT excited to hopefully have some normal people moving in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kaylyn was NOT gone most of the weekend at my inlaws and my mother's house and I did NOT plan on going to bed early both nights and I did NOT stay up to close to 2 am in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-1685788968690857143?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1685788968690857143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=1685788968690857143&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1685788968690857143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1685788968690857143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-me-monday_21.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-1427960681736841917</id><published>2009-12-20T21:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:08:58.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister In Law</title><content type='html'>For those who follow me on twitter already know about my SIL but I wanted to blog about it too. Please be in prayer for my SIL. Her and her 15 year old son were on their way to church this morning when one of their tires blew out and she over corrected her vehicle. This caused her to flip 5-6 times and land on her (driver's) side on the guardrail. Her injuries were extensive so they air-lifted her to the hospital and took her son with them. However, her son walked away miraculously with some cuts and scrapes and that is it. My SIL was not that lucky. Both of her legs are broken in multiple places, one of her wrist are broken, and she was bleeding internally. The doctors couldnt figure where she was bleeding at so they had to do an emergency exploratory surgery. They ended up removing her spleen and fixing some lacerations on her small &amp;amp; large intestines. They put a filter in her heart in hopes of it would stop a blood clot if it went to her heart. They are keeping her sedated and she in on a ventilator. She is in critical condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one thing I hate about living so far away from family...even if it is Kevin's family. This is Kevin's brother's wife. I just feel so helpless. We are 13 hours away so it would take us a while to get there anyway. For now we have decided not to go but if things get worse we might be making a trip down to Miami. I really hate this especially since its so close to Christmas. If she makes it there is no doubt she has  a long road ahead. I hate her family is going through this however, I am glad her daugther wasnt in the vehicle. Her daughter is 6 and they do not use a booster seat with her. There is no doubt in my mind that if she had been in the car she would have been ejected from the vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep my SIL in your prayers. She will be having another surgery in the morning that will reset both of her legs. The surgery will take about 4 hrs. Thanks for all of your prayers! I will keep you updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-1427960681736841917?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1427960681736841917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=1427960681736841917&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1427960681736841917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1427960681736841917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-sister-in-law.html' title='My Sister In Law'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7975003655385153369</id><published>2009-12-20T19:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:00:01.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What I do during the day...</title><content type='html'>I know that since I have been laid off you wonder what does she do during the day. Well of course the all day &lt;s&gt;occasional&lt;/s&gt; cleaning, running errands,&lt;s&gt;watching Days of our Lives &amp;amp; Ellen&lt;/s&gt;, volunteering at Kaylyn's school,  and other wifely duties. However, for the past 3 weeks I have been babysitting this bundle of joy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy249k-9ETI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/19l7f47dn84/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy249k-9ETI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/19l7f47dn84/s320/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417189294835831090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since I have no family that reads my blog I dont want to post her real name just in case...so we will call her Baby A. Baby A is my cousins little girl. She is exactly 5 months old today. My cousins works full time and about 2 months or so ago her hubby lost his job so they took Baby A out of daycare. The hubby was watching her during the day so they didnt have to pay those overpriced daycare payments. Well a few weeks ago her hubby got called in for an interview and she called me in a panic saying she didnt have anyone to keep Baby A. I told her not to worry I would be happy to. A few days later her hubby got the job and I told her if she was interested I would love to keep Baby A during the day until I find a job. Of course I would never charge her what the daycare is so it would help me out a little in the money area and save her some money at the same time. So like I said for the past 3 weeks I spend all day with this bundle of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy24-DFJAHI/AAAAAAAAAvY/t-BgymCoTRk/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy24-DFJAHI/AAAAAAAAAvY/t-BgymCoTRk/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417189302914842738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy24-fWV1KI/AAAAAAAAAvg/eUaVb0DuTrc/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy24-fWV1KI/AAAAAAAAAvg/eUaVb0DuTrc/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417189310503179426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy24-s48diI/AAAAAAAAAvo/6cYWv_jKei4/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy24-s48diI/AAAAAAAAAvo/6cYWv_jKei4/s320/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417189314137978402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-7975003655385153369?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7975003655385153369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7975003655385153369&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7975003655385153369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7975003655385153369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-i-do-during-day.html' title='What I do during the day...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy249k-9ETI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/19l7f47dn84/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-6538679931335493771</id><published>2009-12-20T06:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T06:00:01.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are those Panties?</title><content type='html'>Yes, Oakley struck again. Kaylyn woke up yesterday morning and found a trail of her panties down the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy20RiIH7mI/AAAAAAAAAvI/8Sgd1m27yaY/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy20RiIH7mI/AAAAAAAAAvI/8Sgd1m27yaY/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417184140108230242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently he placed them all down the hall and in the living room . He even left a pair on one of my lamps and 3 pairs on our tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy20RFxLNyI/AAAAAAAAAvA/0d-CyVjGrVY/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy20RFxLNyI/AAAAAAAAAvA/0d-CyVjGrVY/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417184132495783714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course he had to decorate the tree with them and then he sat up there on the tree until Kaylyn found him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy20QFXrEXI/AAAAAAAAAuo/PcrS_1suIDg/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy20QFXrEXI/AAAAAAAAAuo/PcrS_1suIDg/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417184115208950130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy20Qh-1XjI/AAAAAAAAAuw/4KFDB0i13u0/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy20Qh-1XjI/AAAAAAAAAuw/4KFDB0i13u0/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417184122889395762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy20Q2wPzAI/AAAAAAAAAu4/omOHrzhnWts/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy20Q2wPzAI/AAAAAAAAAu4/omOHrzhnWts/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417184128465357826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oakley has been quite active this week! However, he is taking the weekend off since Kaylyn has been away from home all weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-6538679931335493771?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6538679931335493771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=6538679931335493771&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6538679931335493771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6538679931335493771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/are-those-panties.html' title='Are those Panties?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sy20RiIH7mI/AAAAAAAAAvI/8Sgd1m27yaY/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-3417176591010955521</id><published>2009-12-17T22:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:30:12.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What are Silly Bands?</title><content type='html'>Have you heard of Silly Bands? I havent until recently. Apparently it's the newest crave at Kaylyn's school! It seems the teachers are giving them out for good behavior, grades, and good doings! They are stretchy bracelets that are shaped like animals and there are some that are in Christmas shapes like a tree &amp;amp; stocking. You know they remind me of the jelly bracelets we use wear when I was a little girl! Do you remember those? Anyways, I think I am going to get some for Kaylyn to go in her stocking for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SysEX1zOLiI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/efdoEW3V0cc/s1600-h/Silly+Bands+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 85px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SysEX1zOLiI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/efdoEW3V0cc/s320/Silly+Bands+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416427784468573730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SysEYM7McTI/AAAAAAAAAuY/-NQG-MiUb5A/s1600-h/silly+bands+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 82px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SysEYM7McTI/AAAAAAAAAuY/-NQG-MiUb5A/s320/silly+bands+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416427790676029746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-3417176591010955521?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/3417176591010955521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=3417176591010955521&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3417176591010955521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3417176591010955521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-are-silly-bands.html' title='What are Silly Bands?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SysEX1zOLiI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/efdoEW3V0cc/s72-c/Silly+Bands+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-2085355179293299145</id><published>2009-12-14T15:32:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:22:06.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TP on the Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned in my Not Me Monday &lt;a href="http://my2009weightjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-me-monday.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; this morning I had to stay up late to put TP on my Christmas Tree. Why you ask? Well Santa sent his &lt;a href="http://www.elf-magic.com/"&gt;Magic Elf &lt;/a&gt;to watch over Kaylyn this year and to report back to him and let him know how Kaylyn has been acting. Our  Elf is very mischievous and into trouble. Well it seems that Oakley (our Magic Elf) wanted to roll our Christmas Tree with toilet paper. I agreed to help him (wink, wink) so there wouldn't be that much of a mess. So we threw a few strands of toilet paper on the tree and then I made a little seat for Oakley and propped him up there for Kaylyn to find him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I grabbed this picture and then took all the TP down this afternoon. Sorry Oakley wasnt up there because Kaylyn snuck him to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sya508QJfbI/AAAAAAAAAuI/4xtUmiEX_4Y/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sya508QJfbI/AAAAAAAAAuI/4xtUmiEX_4Y/s320/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415219921137794482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry about the Miami flag in the back ground...Kevin will NOT take it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-2085355179293299145?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2085355179293299145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2085355179293299145&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2085355179293299145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2085355179293299145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/tp-on-christmas-tree.html' title='TP on the Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sya508QJfbI/AAAAAAAAAuI/4xtUmiEX_4Y/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-2622122783088752307</id><published>2009-12-14T06:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T06:00:02.031-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my friends! It's that time again! It's Not Me Monday! So here is what I have NOT been doing the last week! After you my Not Me's dont forget to head over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama's Blog&lt;/a&gt; and see what her and everyone else has NOT done lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT finally break down and clean out my cupboards and found something that expired back in 03! I do NOT let things just sit in my cupboards!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT miss the 9pm Season Premiere of Keeping Up With the Kardashian's last night so I did NOT stay up till 11pm to watch the rerun of it! I do NOT have my priorities straight!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT sleep till almost noon on Saturday while the hubby got up with Kaylyn and he did NOT clean the WHOLE house while I was NOT still sleeping! I do NOT have a wonderful husband!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did NOT have a great interview this past week and I am NOT hoping for a call back this job. I do NOT want this job at all and I do NOT think about it all the time!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have NOT waited till the week or so before Christmas to get my Christmas Cards out...I do NOT always wait this late!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I &lt;s&gt;Oakley our &lt;a href="http://www.elf-magic.com/"&gt;Magic Elf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/s&gt; did NOT roll our Christmas Tree with toilet paper so that it looks like Oakley rolled our tree...I am NOT so into this. I do NOT love seeing the surprise look on Kaylyn's face every morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-2622122783088752307?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2622122783088752307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2622122783088752307&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2622122783088752307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2622122783088752307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-3598644455520888501</id><published>2009-12-04T06:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T06:00:07.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rudolph Got Ran Over By My Mama!</title><content type='html'>Yes, my mother ran over a deer...its pretty catchy if you sing it to the tune of "Grandma Got Ran Over by a Reindeer." Come on  you know you want to sing it! I am ! Anyway, last night on her way home right around 5 she was going about 65 (in a 45) and out hops this deer. She hit it in mid gallop. It happened so fast that she didnt even have time to react. So she hit it. It has completely messed up her car. I am surprised she was able to drive it home, but she did. Her front end is messed up including the headlights as well as the driver front fender. Since her fender is messed up it wont allow the driver door to open so she had to crawl out of the passenger side lol! However, I am very, very thankful that she is ok. She was a little shaken up about it especially since it happened so fast. I pointed out that she was very lucky that the deer didnt roll up on top of her hood and come through the windshield...especially since it weighed 200lbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I know it weighed 200lbs you ask? Well when my dad and brother got home from work and found out she was ok they went to look for the deer. Yes, they did! They found it too! So they brought it home and took some pics of it for the insurance company as well as the car. Then they took the deer to the meat processor and had it weighed. 200lbs on the dot. Then they paid to have the meat processed or whatever it is they do and donated all of the meat to our local Soup Kitchen. I thought that was kind of nice of them. Below are some pics that we took...&lt;br /&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/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxiTlx1kNoI/AAAAAAAAAuA/864hXnYJXIw/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxiTlx1kNoI/AAAAAAAAAuA/864hXnYJXIw/s320/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411237229528102530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The deer WAS a 10pt deer...however, she knocked one side of his horns off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxiTlsIZ3PI/AAAAAAAAAt4/WA8pqd4qfTw/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxiTlsIZ3PI/AAAAAAAAAt4/WA8pqd4qfTw/s320/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411237227996503282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She broke his hind legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxiTlG2p9kI/AAAAAAAAAtw/O06MAif_N6U/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxiTlG2p9kI/AAAAAAAAAtw/O06MAif_N6U/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411237217989948994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frontend completely smashed up...including the headlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxiTk9xYWvI/AAAAAAAAAto/yXWDxFqMp9Q/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxiTk9xYWvI/AAAAAAAAAto/yXWDxFqMp9Q/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411237215551904498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still a little bit of deer fur in the hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxiTkvvCDeI/AAAAAAAAAtg/8lA-twoQ6-w/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxiTkvvCDeI/AAAAAAAAAtg/8lA-twoQ6-w/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411237211783957986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This angle shows how much the hood bowed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was an experience for her but like I said I am so thankful that it wasnt worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-3598644455520888501?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/3598644455520888501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=3598644455520888501&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3598644455520888501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3598644455520888501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/rudolph-got-ran-over-by-my-mama.html' title='Rudolph Got Ran Over By My Mama!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxiTlx1kNoI/AAAAAAAAAuA/864hXnYJXIw/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-8730324292839518231</id><published>2009-12-03T16:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:14:55.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Christmas Outfit</title><content type='html'>Ever since Kaylyn was a baby we had a couple of friends who would always give us girl clothes. They daughter is a year to 2 years older than Kaylyn. So the season coincided too. Which was great. We have been fortunate enough to never have HAD to buy clothes for Kaylyn. Now we have but we have always had an ample amount of things give to us. It in itself has been a huge blessing. So I went to church the other day and my friend Cindy told me she had another bag of clothes for me. I always get so excited because they always give us the cutest clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bag I found several pairs of jeans, Christmas shirts, regular shirts and some pairs of shorts. In there I found this shirt that I just thought was the cutest. It's a white silky shirt with a Christmas red vest like sweater and a sparkly, silver belt around the waist. I just loved it...so much that I had to take some pictures of her yesterday morning before I sent her to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sxg1_FPageI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Xiz2AF7fgho/s1600-h/168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sxg1_FPageI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Xiz2AF7fgho/s320/168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411134310140510690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sxg1_peTbBI/AAAAAAAAAtI/ZpmUFiVcBUE/s1600-h/169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sxg1_peTbBI/AAAAAAAAAtI/ZpmUFiVcBUE/s320/169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411134319866637330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sxg1_wpv69I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/UISUIMjBRtE/s1600-h/170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sxg1_wpv69I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/UISUIMjBRtE/s320/170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411134321793690578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sxg2AMnb-1I/AAAAAAAAAtY/j2vsxIf-7Yw/s1600-h/171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sxg2AMnb-1I/AAAAAAAAAtY/j2vsxIf-7Yw/s320/171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411134329300187986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-8730324292839518231?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8730324292839518231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=8730324292839518231&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8730324292839518231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8730324292839518231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/cute-christmas-outfit.html' title='Cute Christmas Outfit'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sxg1_FPageI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Xiz2AF7fgho/s72-c/168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7543875375065147697</id><published>2009-12-03T14:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T14:25:40.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Program</title><content type='html'>Tuesday night Kaylyn had a Christmas Program at her school. It was packed! I didnt think it would be that bad but come to find out there were 230 kindergartners! Since there were so many kids you can imagine how big the audience was! Of course we were close to the back so we really didnt get that many good pictures. Here are some that we got though...I need a new camera by the way. I thought I had a pretty good one but for some reason its not taking very good pictures any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxgeJRrndAI/AAAAAAAAAsw/0tvVM1fmPIk/s1600-h/161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxgeJRrndAI/AAAAAAAAAsw/0tvVM1fmPIk/s320/161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411108096999650306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxgeIyn5yII/AAAAAAAAAso/s6mq6JKqplU/s1600-h/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxgeIyn5yII/AAAAAAAAAso/s6mq6JKqplU/s320/159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411108088662575234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxgeJo7hyrI/AAAAAAAAAs4/MIfwDLcRe_U/s1600-h/167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxgeJo7hyrI/AAAAAAAAAs4/MIfwDLcRe_U/s320/167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411108103240403634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxgeImI1GQI/AAAAAAAAAsg/WGsK0RfbLBM/s1600-h/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxgeImI1GQI/AAAAAAAAAsg/WGsK0RfbLBM/s320/158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411108085311019266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After looking at these pics they are horrible! Sorry! By the way my hubby did take them lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-7543875375065147697?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7543875375065147697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7543875375065147697&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7543875375065147697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7543875375065147697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-program.html' title='Christmas Program'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SxgeJRrndAI/AAAAAAAAAsw/0tvVM1fmPIk/s72-c/161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-3039864615527544595</id><published>2009-11-30T13:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:00:01.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Elf Magic</title><content type='html'>Last year we bought an &lt;a href="http://www.elf-magic.com/"&gt;Elf&lt;/a&gt; for Kaylyn. It was so much fun! Has anyone else seen these? Basically the Elf is very mischievous and gets into all kinds of "trouble." For instance last year Kaylyn went to bed and when she woke up the next morning she found her Elf sitting in her chair eating popcorn and watching one of Kaylyn's favorite movies. Of course the popcorn was all over the place! So the Elf has a little fun while Kaylyn is sleeping...and her Elf is only here during the Christmas Season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylyn's Elf is named Oakley and he looks like &lt;a href="http://www.elf-magic.com/cgi-bin/shopper.cgi?preadd=action&amp;amp;key=A00000-EMB"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. I had planned on getting Oakley out again this year but was going to wait another week or so. However, on our way home this afternoon Kaylyn asked if Santa was going to send her Elf back this year. I said that it was very possible. She said that she missed Oakley and knew it was time for Santa to send him and watch over her.  She made me promise to "email" Santa on Monday while she was in school to find out when Oakley would arrive. Obviously I am thinking he will need to arrive soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...my dear blogger friends, I need some ideas of how Oakley can show up as well as some things he can get into. Hopefully when Oakley does show up I can post some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-3039864615527544595?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/3039864615527544595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=3039864615527544595&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3039864615527544595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3039864615527544595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/elf-magic.html' title='Elf Magic'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7737035349683498477</id><published>2009-11-30T01:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T01:00:05.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my friends! It's that time again! It's Not Me Monday! So here is what I have NOT been doing the last week! After you my Not Me's dont forget to head over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama's Blog&lt;/a&gt; and see what her and everyone else has NOT done lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet tooth did NOT kick in and I was NOT looking for something to satisfy it. On the way home from my parents I did NOT stop by Publix and by the ingredients to make a Cherry Pie plus Vanilla Ice Cream. I did NOT make it and eat it around 10pm at night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were NOT running low on toilet paper as well as cash so I did NOT tell my hubby to do his "business" at work! A good wife would always have an extra roll some where! And come to find out I did NOT have a roll hidden in my extra bathroom that we never use lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have NOT been &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/kaylynsmom"&gt;tweeting&lt;/a&gt; a whole lot more than usual. I love Tweeting but lately had let it fall behind but I did NOT install a new app on my phone so I can Tweet on the go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-7737035349683498477?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7737035349683498477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7737035349683498477&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7737035349683498477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7737035349683498477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-me-monday_30.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-6712961408025051550</id><published>2009-11-29T23:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:41:05.471-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Because I have 3 blogs and I dont know why (lol!) I will soon  be doing away with this one. I am going to try and upload all of my posts on here to my main blog here. However soon my main blog will be getting a new URL...so stay tuned for that. So if you follow me &lt;a href="http://kaylynyouaremysunshine.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and not &lt;a href="http://my2009weightjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; be sure to click &lt;a href="http://my2009weightjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and follow me! Sorry I got carried away with all the here's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/AliciaSignature.png" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-6712961408025051550?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6712961408025051550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=6712961408025051550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6712961408025051550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6712961408025051550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/th_AliciaSignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-8630840799386358398</id><published>2009-11-29T01:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T01:56:20.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>O Fork Where Art Thou?</title><content type='html'>For those of you who know about my daughter's eating habits things have not gotten any better. For those who dont, I will fill you in a little. Kaylyn doesnt eat anything a normal 5 year old eats. She eats no vegetables, some fruits (bananas, strawberries, &amp;amp; grapes), canned biscuits, and of course a 6 pc McNugget Happy Meal from McDonald's! I am serious, I have listed pretty much everything she will eat. I can NOT get her to try anything else. Anytime I finally get her to try something as soon as it hits her tounge she throws EVERYTHING that she has congested within the last week back up! Not kidding. It drives me nuts because I know that she isnt getting the vitamins or nutrients she needs. And getting a vitamin down her...yeah right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to say that when we do fix biscuits for her which is actually pretty often she likes to eat them with a fork. I have noticed within the last week or so that my forks are disappearing. I couldnt understand where they were going. So yesterday Kevin was getting ready to take out the garbage and he saw something shiny. He opened up the trash some and realized it was one of my forks! Apparently when Kaylyn threw her paper plate away she just through the fork away too. Not just one fork...three forks! Yup three! Kevin got to digging and found two more. No wondering I am missing forks. I bet some of them have already been thrown out for good! I am still missing two from my set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say we had to have a talk with Kaylyn to let her know that our forks are not to be thrown away. They are to be put in the sink when she is done with her food. Let's see if this works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-8630840799386358398?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8630840799386358398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=8630840799386358398&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8630840799386358398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8630840799386358398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-fork-where-art-thou.html' title='O Fork Where Art Thou?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-1409641472366774317</id><published>2009-11-26T23:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:21:13.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the Tooth Fairy?</title><content type='html'>Kaylyn lost another tooth on the bottom yesterday. We actually found this one. It was barely hanging on and I pulled it. She didnt even realize I had pulled it. Of course she started crying "in pain" when she saw it was in my hand. She is such the drama queen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last night we were all up really late (midnight) playing the Wii and Kaylyn fell asleep in the recliner. So Kevin took her to bed and that was that. It wasnt until Kaylyn woke me up this morning and informed me the Tooth Fairy hadnt come did I realize I had forgot about her tooth. So I strategically explained to her that since the tooth wasnt under her pillow the Tooth Fairy didnt know to come. So I promised her tonight we would remember and put it there so she can have a visit from the Tooth Fairy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am at 11:15 waiting on her to fall asleep so I can go and be the Tooth Fairy. I am excited because this is the first time I get to be the Tooth Fairy. Her first tooth she wasnt at home with me so my MIL got to do it. But her first tooth she must have swallowed or something because we never found it. This one I will keep for her baby book. I am going to try and get a pic of her up soon because its so funny because she has this huge gap on the bottom. I am so glad they have already taken school pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-1409641472366774317?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1409641472366774317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=1409641472366774317&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1409641472366774317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1409641472366774317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-is-tooth-fairy.html' title='Where is the Tooth Fairy?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7118690801909563840</id><published>2009-11-26T00:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T00:00:00.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful For</title><content type='html'>For Thanksgiving years ago my preacher challenged us to come up with a list of 100 things that we are thankful for. Big or small whatever you are thankful for. Well its been a while since I have done a list so I thought I would challenge myself this year. For time's sake I stopped at 50...but of course there is so much more that I am thankful for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;God-I am so thankful for a loving God that died for MY sins and forgives me daily for my sins.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Parents-I was not born with a silver spoon in my mouth but I had everything I needed and more. Even now that I am out of work they are helping us out and its so wonderful to have parents that make sure you still have everything even at 26!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kevin-I have a wonderful husband that loves me for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kaylyn-I have a beautiful, healthy daughter and I am so blessed to have her in my life!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My brother Justin-Only 18 months separate us (I am older) and we have grown so close over the years.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inlaws-I am so thankful for my inlaws. I have wonderful inlaws! We actually get along! They are just as much helpful as my parents are have been so good to keep Kaylyn while we both worked and never charged a dime. They have been so good to all of us!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grandparents-I am so thankful that both sets of my grandparents are still alive and have been able so far to watch Kaylyn grow up and be apart of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mary Kay-believes God first, family second and career third...what else can I say?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Church family-I have a wonderful church family that I am apart of.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunday School class- A bunch of people my age that I can have good Christian fun with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Internet-there is so much out there! And its at my fingertips &amp;amp; quick!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My laptop-I am so thankful that I can sit anywhere in my house on it! Not just at my desk!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TV-so thankful that when I need a break I can watch so many good shows like Desperate Housewives, Grey's Anatomy, Private Practive, and Law &amp;amp; Order SVU!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My car-I didnt want it in the first place but it's nice to have a car that runs and has a little bit of space!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My home-will be paid off in 5 yrs and I am content with that. It's where Kaylyn has grown up and what she is use to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Beach-Its so peaceful there. I love hearing the waves crashing and smelling the salt air.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SEC Football-I love football time! I of course and secretly and Alabama fan (Roll Tide) but my husband is a Miami fan! Either way I am rooting for Alabama tomorrow when they play Auburn!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neighbors-they are not nosey! We all tend to keep to ourselves while watching out for others...if that makes sense.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Washer &amp;amp; Dryer-thank God I dont have to do my laundry myself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dishwasher-I could never hand wash all of our dishes. If I had to I would go simply paper everything!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweet Tea-I would literally thirst to death if I didnt have Sweet Tea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bottled Water-second best to sweet tea and it carry's so well in a bottle!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hershey Bar-when I need something sweet a Hershey Bar will hit the spot!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fall-so thankful for the crisp air and all the leaves changing colors and falling down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Starbucks-Yes, I said Starbucks. I love their White Chocolate Mocha's and I pay $4.91 for a Venti.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chick-fil-a-is considered a "fast food" place but I feel that it is one of the more healthier places and I bet I eat at Chick-fil-a at least twice a week. Please note that is why my butt is so big!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Perfume-it makes me smell so yummy! Right now I am loving Mary Kay's Bella Belara perfume. Love it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Candy Corn-especially around Halloween. It's just a cute little candy that always hits the spot!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Candles-especially the sweet smelling ones. I have a weird craze for candles. I collect cute ones too. I get these from the Candle Place in the mall.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Garden Tubs-I love filling my Garden Tub up to the max! Especially with some good smelling bubble bath. Plus, where I live I dont pay water...its figured in my rent so how awesome is that?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walmart-Yes my husband is employed by Walmart (he is a supervisor at Sams Club) so pretty much he gets paid and we go and spend it back there. Of course they always have everything and most of the time its with a low price.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sam's Club-I can buy in bulk there! Everything I can possibly need in bulk is there and of course great prices too!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;White Powdered Donuts-just a sweet little taste of something good!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Umemployment-thankfully I still qualify for this and have been receiving it since mid September. Its definetely helped out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keyless Entry-I dont have to fumble and try and get my key in the hole...I just press a button and hop right in my car!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MP3 Player-love having music while I walk the track. Wonderful invention!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Refridgerator Magnets-I have alot and if I positon them correctly they will hide the dent from the dishwasher!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FRIENDS-absoulutely the best show ever made! I have seen every show at least 100 times! I wish they would do a reunion show or something like that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zrytec-contains my allergies for 24hrs!.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Febreze-makes everything smell so good!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Geico-yup the Pothole commercial. I am so thankful for car insurance!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Foundation-covers up all the redness in my skin and makes it look more like one color and more even complexion!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roomba-I dont have to manually vacuum! How cool is that? I just set it in the middle of the room and hit the button and it vacuums the room and then return back to its base to charge!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Digital Pictures-so much easier than film...quicker to upload and develop!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kettle Korn Popcorn-I hate popcorn but love the sweetness of this!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parking spots that is so far from the door-I am so thankful that I am able to walk no matter the length of the parking lot!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lists-they keep me sane!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DVR-I can record shows when I am not home! Its quite convenient&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slip on shoes-so easy to put on. Just slip on and go! No untying and smushing your foot down in the shoe!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gel pens-I am a pen freak and I love gel pens...they just write so neat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;These are my 50 things and now I challenge you to 50!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-7118690801909563840?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7118690801909563840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7118690801909563840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7118690801909563840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7118690801909563840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for.html' title='I am Thankful For'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7979462943073377392</id><published>2009-11-23T12:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T12:00:00.502-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Card Exchange</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SwoQaOdIvaI/AAAAAAAAAsY/_xh-NQ5bCbY/s1600/2009holidacardexchange-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SwoQaOdIvaI/AAAAAAAAAsY/_xh-NQ5bCbY/s320/2009holidacardexchange-1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407152345354648994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So how would you like to get a Christmas card from me? Well I would love to send you one! I have friends and family that I always send to and this year I wanted to include my great &amp;amp; wonderful bloggy friends. I love yall so much that you are pretty much family to me! Anytime something happens (good or bad) I always cant wait to post it and get your responses. So if you want me to mail you a Christmas card email me your address at alicia.wasserman@live.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent yet decided whether I am doing a picture Christmas card or I will just buy some. I normally do picture Christmas cards since I do have so much family out of town. But I will definiately send you one if you want me to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-7979462943073377392?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7979462943073377392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7979462943073377392&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7979462943073377392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7979462943073377392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-card-exchange.html' title='Christmas Card Exchange'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SwoQaOdIvaI/AAAAAAAAAsY/_xh-NQ5bCbY/s72-c/2009holidacardexchange-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-6328008532715522359</id><published>2009-11-23T05:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T05:00:00.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup! It's that time again! It's Not Me Monday! So here is what I have NOT been doing the last week! After you my Not Me's dont forget to head over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama's Blog&lt;/a&gt; and see what her and everyone else has NOT done lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was NOT sick all last weekend with a double ear infection plus a sinus infection! I did NOT have a fever of 103 during the night that I shivered so much that my body was NOT aching! I was NOT so cold that night that I slept in a hoodie and a pair of jeans along with 2 blankets! I was NOT that cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was NOT me who decided to go and get my hair washed &amp;amp; cut because I was NOT sick all weekend and hadnt washed it in over 3 days! I would NOT pay someone to wash &amp;amp; cut my hair just because I didnt want to wash my hair myself! I am NOT that lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylyn did NOT have a school carnival last Friday and have to bring a baked good for the carnival. I did NOT try to be Betty Crocker and cook up something good! We did NOT make Rice Krispy Treats and they did NOT turn out so good...so good that I did NOT end up making another batch the next morning for the carnival because we did NOT eat so many of the first batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is it for me this week! Please tell me what you did NOT do this past week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-6328008532715522359?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6328008532715522359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=6328008532715522359&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6328008532715522359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6328008532715522359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-me-monday_23.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-532373504638678671</id><published>2009-11-18T09:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T09:54:43.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter From the School</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I received a letter in the mail from Kaylyn's school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the parents of Kaylyn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our records indicate that Kaylyn has accumulated at least (8) eight absences to school as of today's date. The purpose of this letter is to inform you of those dates and to remind you that your child's attendance in school is very important for academic success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our school is here to provide the best education possible for your child, and your assistance is needed. We hope this courtesy notice and student attendance profile will help you keep better track of the number of days Kaylyn has been absent from school. The Shelby County Board of Education Code of Conduct and Attendance Manual addresses absences in this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Absences beyond 12 must be documented with a doctor's or court excuse or permission of the principal. Any student enrolled in K-5, who accumulates more than 12 absences during the year, is subject to being retained in the same grade the succeeding year. Attendance regulations state that a child must be in attendance a minimum of 168 days in order to receive credit. If such is the case the parent/guardian and the attendance officer shall be notified in writing in the event of retention."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that you are concerned about your child's success, and we are here to assist you in every way. Should you have further questions concerning attendance, please contact me at XXX-XXX-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;XXXX&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was actually kind of mad when I received this letter&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For starters Kaylyn has been sick EVERY single day that she was out with 1 exception. She has a Doctor's note for every single day she was out except for that 1. Are the rules not going to bend this year because of the swine flu? I mean half the school was out for a solid week? Here are the dates and reasons why she was out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/21-cough &amp;amp; fever, had to go to the doctor (doctors note provided)&lt;br /&gt;9/08-out of town for Kevin's grandfather, we thought he was dying and wanted to see him before he did. Thankfully he is fine now but it was a close call. (unexcused apparently)&lt;br /&gt;9/25 &amp;amp; 9/28 Swine flu over the weekend with very high fever. Went to the doctors (note provided)&lt;br /&gt;10/16-walking pneumonia (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;micro plasma&lt;/span&gt;)-doctors note&lt;br /&gt;10/20 &amp;amp; 10/21 -still has fever from walking pneumonia-went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; again (another copay!) and provided a doctor's note&lt;br /&gt;11/9-walking pneumonia again (I know!) and because of her lungs being so week because she keeps getting walking pneumonia she has developed asthma...I forgot to tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yall&lt;/span&gt; that! (doctors note provided)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my child has been sick... I know this is just a warning but still bothers me! I feel in some way that I have let Kaylyn down and I know that is crazy but I cant help it. She was never this sick in preschool! She was actually sick 1 (yes one time) out of 3 years in preschool! She has salmonella poison (thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt;) and that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; even something you can "catch!"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Is it just my child that has been this sick?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-532373504638678671?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/532373504638678671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=532373504638678671&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/532373504638678671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/532373504638678671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/letter-from-school.html' title='A Letter From the School'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-4859668134477523203</id><published>2009-11-17T22:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:14:49.917-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Commercials</title><content type='html'>I have seen my share of stupid commercials lately! Here are a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the one where all you see through out the WHOLE commercial is a set of perky breast! The breast are talking to each other about how firm &amp;amp; toned the butt is now because the cool new Reebok shoes that tones and firms the butt when you walk/run in them! I wont lie...I did get a kick out of it at first because I never thought a commercial that shows perky breasts is actually about a pair of shoes. Maybe I am jealous because my boobs arent perky anymore:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pothole commercial...Geico I believe it is. Yup the talking cement...or the pothole. "Aww, did I do that? Well let me get my cellular and call you a wrecker. Oh wait...I cant because I am a pothole!" I think what drives me crazy about that commercial is the voice of the pothole and that it is so whiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about that Charter Cable commercial...the one where the guy is waiting around for the phone call from the girl...it says there is voicemail, 3 way calling and of course call waiting. It just seems no one is that desperate for a phone call! (this may be just an Alabama commercial)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because I have been married for almost 7 years and have moved pass the "sweet" stage in our marriage that I cant stand the new Kay Jewelers commercial. Its the one where she is standing there looking out the window while its storming outside. She looks all scared as it thunders outside as she turn to her "loving" husband who has this beautiful diamond necklace that he wraps around her neck. It makes me want to yell 2 things at the tv...1) get a freaking room and 2) shut the darn blinds and you wont see the storm! Yes, I think I can be a cold person at times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention all the commercials on the Disney channel because they are all for toys and all I hear out of Kaylyn's mouth is "Can I have that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what commercials do you not like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-4859668134477523203?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4859668134477523203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=4859668134477523203&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/4859668134477523203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/4859668134477523203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/stupid-commercials.html' title='Stupid Commercials'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-2675756456490496223</id><published>2009-11-17T17:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T17:54:39.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Randomness</title><content type='html'>Since I was deathly ill over the weekend I havent washed my hair since Friday...yes I have bathed though! I just simply didnt feel like washing &amp;amp; drying, its a hard job because its so thick! So I woke up today and knew that I had to wash it...is it bad that I called up my hair dresser Brooke and asked her to fit me in today...in other words she washed it and cut for me! Dont judge me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I was so tired last night I went to bed early and I also talked Kevin into taking Kaylyn to school this morning so I could sleep in. However, it seems that Kevin isnt capable of making Kaylyn's lunch by himself so I ended up doing it. The one morning I wanted to sleep in and I couldnt go back to sleep. Needless to say I ended up getting up and actually got some things done. I did 4 loads of laundry and did some organizing in my office. It actually felt kind of good getting up and getting some things done. Maybe I need to do this more often:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylyn came home from school today singing a new song...you wanna hear it? It goes like this..."Alabama Tennessee, Auburn is a big fat B!" What do you think the "B" stands for? Yeah me too! So great to know that she is learning so much at school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylyn has a winter carnival this weekend and the boys have to bring a half a case of drinks and the girls have to bring a baked good. That's a little sexist dont you think? The boys get off so easy lol! So I am tired of baking cakes and cupcakes so I thought I would make rice krispy treats for the carnival. So after I picked her up and we went to Publix and got a few things. I came home and made them and let me say...I will be making them again tomorrow because they came out really well and they taste great! Let's say that we had to taste them and there are now not enough for her carnival. What? I had to make sure they tasted ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-2675756456490496223?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2675756456490496223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2675756456490496223&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2675756456490496223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2675756456490496223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/todays-randomness.html' title='Today&apos;s Randomness'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-4648334173679687958</id><published>2009-11-16T16:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:50:28.348-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Update</title><content type='html'>Well I went to the doctor this morning. I felt awful all night. My fever got as high as 103 and I slept on the couch in a hoodie and pair of jeans with 2 blankets on top of me! For the life of me I could not get warm! Kevin had to be at work this morning at 5am and I really didnt go to sleep until around 3ish so needless to say by the time I had to get up to get Kaylyn ready I felt worse. My appointment was at 10:45 and right as I was pulling in my mom called and asked me to bring her a sausage biscuit. She is the Office Manager where I go to the doctor so its really cool because I dont pay copays! Since I was running a few minutes early I ran to Burger King and picked her up a biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was finally called back and I gave all my symptoms (fever, sore throat, body aches, stuffy nose) and then they decided to swab my nose. Man I cant stand it when things like that go up my nose! I felt like she was scratching my brain! My eyes started watering and I started sneezing. She said I wasnt showing any flu strains but since I had waiting a couple of days before I came in so it could have been. However, I did also have a double ear infection and sinus drainage. So in the end I got a antibiotic and steroid shot in my rear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of these 2 shots I feel pretty good now! I had all intentions of coming home and taking a nap, but that fell through because I couldnt settle down. The steroid has me all pumped up...come to think of it I should have taken advantage of it and cleaned my house...but I didnt! However, I am very tired so I will probably go to bed early tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-4648334173679687958?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4648334173679687958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=4648334173679687958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/4648334173679687958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/4648334173679687958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/sick-update.html' title='Sick Update'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-5110326585197803215</id><published>2009-11-16T06:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T06:00:06.618-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I havent participated in Not Me Monday in quite awhile so I thought I would surprise you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have NOT been staying up till like 2 in the morning watching tv and playing around on the computer!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have NOT lost 15 lbs in the last 2 months! I have NOT been watching what I eat and trying to exercise alot more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am NOT hunting a job! Please do NOT pray for a job to come along for me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am NOT looking forward to the Holidays! It's NOT my most favorite time of the year!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends is NOT my favorite show and I do NOT watch it and Ellen everyday!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;There are some of the things I have NOT been doing this past week! Hop on over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama's&lt;/a&gt; blog and see what her and everyone else is doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-5110326585197803215?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5110326585197803215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=5110326585197803215&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5110326585197803215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5110326585197803215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-2968170800821939109</id><published>2009-11-15T22:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:51:50.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Again</title><content type='html'>A little over a week ago I got over a sinus infection....actually &lt;a href="http://my2009weightjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/sickness.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is where I posted about it. Well guess what! I am sick again. And I feel its worse this time! I feel awful! This time I have a fever and I am freezing. The heat is on and I am under a huge quilt on the couch as we speak (well...type). I know its another sinus infection! I am going back to the doctor tomorrow and I know they will give me a steroid shot and then I will be able to take on the world! I know this sounds awful but I would much rather a steroid shot than a weeks worth of antibiotics or oral steroids. Literally about an hour or so after the shot I start to feel so much better. I can breathe and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; feel so darn congested! Pray for a shot for me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell I am a frequent sinus infection getter (look I am dosed up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nyquil&lt;/span&gt; so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have great grammar!). In 2007 I had 6 sinus infections in 8 weeks. My doctor thought it would be a good idea to have my tonsils and adenoids removed...then she got the bright idea that while I was "under" that I would go ahead and have sinus surgery. This took place on Dec 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2007...yup one day after Christmas. It worked out best that way because of the way the Holidays fell I only had to take 6 days of vacation because I got paid for the Holidays. Plus since it was the end of the year and I had already met my "major medical" deductible so I wanted to take advantage of that too! So 10 thousand dollars later (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; pay that but my insurance did) I am still having sinus infections just about as much. So it was a waste in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;opinion&lt;/span&gt;. However, I would like it noted that I was able to actually breathe for about a week through my nose after the surgery...however, it only lasted a week. Is it weird to tell you that I literally can not breathe through my nose? I never have been able to...well except for that one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am serious, I sleep with my mouth open (yes, I do have a tendency to drool). If I close it for too long I literally freak out because I cant breathe. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like anything over my mouth...no mask, nothing! Look we have already discovered that I am weird so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; judge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now I am huddled up on the couch and I do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; I will be here all night. I cant seem to breathe when I am laying down so I am camping out on the couch. I have a fever and a very sore throat. I would be willing to bet that I have sneezed over a thousand times this weekend and I guess the drainage is what is making my throat sore. I have sucked on over 20 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;chloraseptic&lt;/span&gt; throat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lozenges&lt;/span&gt; and my throat is still not that numb. My nose has this constant feeling of being stopped up and when I blow it my ears pop so bad and it hurts! Besides I am trying not to blow it too hard because I am worried about peeing in my pants. Yup, I am in sad shape. You would think I am like 80 or something...not 26!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wish me luck sleeping on this couch and at the doctors office! I will try and post an update tomorrow! I hope you all had a wonderful weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-2968170800821939109?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2968170800821939109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2968170800821939109&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2968170800821939109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2968170800821939109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/sick-again.html' title='Sick Again'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-4645885617849188481</id><published>2009-11-14T20:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:41:05.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Track Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;At Kaylyn's school yesterday they had what they call Track Attack. It is a fundraiser for the school...the money goes directly to the school. Because of the economy the schools budget was cut and of course they are doing tons of fundraisers this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They have a track out by the school and the kids get to walk/run around it for a certain length of time...I am thinking an hour but I am honestly not sure. They want each kid to get sponsors to sponsor them a certain amount of money for each lap they went around. Well Kaylyn &lt;s&gt;I&lt;/s&gt; didnt get any sponsors but she was able to obtain some donations. My parents gave $100, my MIL gave $20 and I gave $20...so in my opinion she did pretty good! However, it was discussed that we didnt think she could make it around the track that many times so that is why we made a flat donation. Well it turns out she went around the track 20 times! The track is a 1/4 of a mile so in all she went 5 miles! She shocked me! I didnt think she would make it around 5 times lol! Needless to say I am very proud of her...I wish I could have done that! You would have to call the ambulance at about the second lap or so to come revive me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/AliciaSignature.png" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-4645885617849188481?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4645885617849188481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=4645885617849188481&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/4645885617849188481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/4645885617849188481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/track-attack.html' title='Track Attack'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/th_AliciaSignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-3600568083800620391</id><published>2009-11-14T19:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:06:04.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You Name It</title><content type='html'>I have decided to let you help me rename my blog! Like I said in this &lt;a href="http://my2009weightjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/changing-it-up.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; I am not creative by no means but I do want something cute and fun. Sara left me a comment about my interest or more like what I not interested in. Since &lt;a href="http://tramm-isms.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sara&lt;/a&gt; already took &lt;a href="http://tramm-isms.blogspot.com/"&gt;Domestically Challenged&lt;/a&gt; (too cute) I will have to find something else lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess to help you out I will try and tell you somethings about me. I am NOT a cook...at all. I cook simple things like Mac &amp;amp; Cheese, hamburgers, pizza. We do not eat that healthy around here (which IS my fault) but Kaylyn nor Kevin eat healthy. Only me. I could live off vegetables but neither one of them will even look at one. I am currently a stay at home mom that sells Mary Kay. I love Mary Kay...I have met so many interesting women. If it was up to me I would stay home and do this forever, however my customer base is still small so right now I am barely making ends meet. I am hunting a job...but have really had no success. Keep praying for me...either I find a job or my customer base grows (lol)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a wonderful husband that works a full time job and still has time to clean the house. I try to but lately I have been so busy with Kaylyn and Mary Kay that the house had stayed a mess lately. Today alone he begged me to leave the house so he could clean and watch football in peace. I didnt leave but I did retreat to our bedroom and took a nap and when I came back out the house was clean! Yes, I did feel a little guilty. It is one of my priorities to get better at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I volunteer alot at Kaylyn's school but for some reason none of the other mothers do. I find that odd but they dont. I would think your child's first year in school that the parents would want to take part in everything. So I have had the pleasure of stapling, cutting, &amp;amp;  laminating alot of stuff for Kaylyn's class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a football fanatic! I love football season. I am secretly an Alabama fan but my husband is from Miami and because Alabama beat Miami way back in 92 he cant stand Alabama. So I cheer to myself and cheer against the opponent (whoever that might be) out loud. I was raised a die hard Alabama fan and Kevin thinks he has changed me but he hasnt lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to read....right now I am reading The Blind Side. I love it so far. I just cant understand how a child just 6 years ago was basically "left behind." How was he not made to go to school and when he did go how did he get from grade to grade not knowing anything? It just breaks my heart. I have to finish the book because the movie comes out this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a tomboy growing up. There were no girls that lived by me...I was the only one. So I played with my 2 best "boy" friends. Richard and Chris. Chris died almost 4 years ago(Novemeber 28, 2005)...he was a firefighter and was respodning to a call and a big 18-wheeler truck didnt see him coming and I am assuming Chris thought he was going to stop but Chris went on through a redlight and was hit by the 18-wheeler. He died pretty much on impact...he was only 26. Richard was my age so we literally grew up together...we were in all the same classes, the band, and of course drama club. We stay in touch together through FB because now he lives in Alaska. I contribute all of my tomyboyish ways to them...I never wore a bow in my hair. I always had a my hair in a ponytail and you would NOT catch me in a dress! I would climb trees, play outside and jeans and a t-shirt were just fine with me! Even to this day...but I do have to dress up when I have a Mary Kay party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are some little things about me...I really dont know what all to tell you. This was pretty much rambling on! So anyway...name my blog! If you cant name my blog tell me why you named yours with what you did...&lt;a href="http://www.ifyouthinkroundisfunny.com/"&gt;Ace&lt;/a&gt; for example....why is yours &lt;a href="http://www.ifyouthinkroundisfunny.com/"&gt;If You Think Round is Funny&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-3600568083800620391?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/3600568083800620391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=3600568083800620391&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3600568083800620391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/3600568083800620391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-name-it.html' title='You Name It'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-8382250657665304566</id><published>2009-11-13T00:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:55:23.782-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing It Up!</title><content type='html'>My blog title reads "My 2009 Weight Loss Journey" as well as my url. Since 2009 is almost up I am wanting to change things around. No I havent given up on my weight loss (actually I have lost 15lbs...like 70 more to go!) but I dont want the year thing. I am very picky that way and wasnt thinking it through when I came up with this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is where YOU come into play. I am NOT very creative at all. So I want you to help me come up with a new URL because I am going to rename my blog! Something cute and sassy! Plus if I rename my blog I am going to have to get a new makeover as well...any tips on who to use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I turn this into a contest will that be more fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-8382250657665304566?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8382250657665304566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=8382250657665304566&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8382250657665304566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8382250657665304566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/changing-it-up.html' title='Changing It Up!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-2003706140469764170</id><published>2009-11-05T18:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:41:05.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaylyn's Report Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So Kaylyn got her report card the other day and everything seems good. She got all 2's which is great. 3 is the highest but the teacher said for the first semester no one receives 3's. So Kaylyn's 2's are good. The only thing she got on her report card that we are going to have to work on is her controlling her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She has done really well lately...she has gone almost 6 weeks without getting a note sent home. The have the red light system as to where when she gets on red a note gets sent home. We are very proud of her that she seems to tottle between green and yellow lol! She seems to really love school and her teacher. I love her teacher too. She seems to really love the kids and works great with them. There are 20 students in her class and 9 other Kindergarten classes in her school. She has homework everynight as well as reading. Her reading skills since the beginning of the school year has come a long way...I am so amazed! I cant wait to start reading chapter books with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/AliciaSignature.png" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-2003706140469764170?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2003706140469764170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2003706140469764170&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2003706140469764170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2003706140469764170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/kaylyn-report-card.html' title='Kaylyn&amp;#39;s Report Card'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/th_AliciaSignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-5764403435980494233</id><published>2009-11-05T14:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:48:08.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am sick. I dont have anything good like the flu but I do have a very wimpy sinus infection! Lately when someone is sick it's just given the have the flu so I am a little embarrassed to just have a sinus infection that is kicking my butt. I feel awful! I got up at 6 and got Kaylyn off to school and Kevin was already at work so when I got home from taking Kaylyn to school I laid back down. I didnt get up until 11 this morning! I got up ran to the bank and stopped by Chick Fil A and got me some lunch on the way home. Then I have been pretty much parked on this couch ever since. Kevin got home around 12:30 and he volunteered to go and pick Kaylyn up from school even though he has to be back at work tonight at 8:30. I am very thankful for that because sitting in the carpool line right about now is not something I want to be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping that tomorrow I will feel better. I started on antibiotics yesterday so I am hoping this will be the "worse" day because I have so much to do. Even though I am enjoying this very lazy day in the back of my mind I have a list a mile long of things that need to be done. Including a white t-shirt for Kaylyn that she needs by tomorrow for school that I have know about for over a week and of course always waits till the last minute. Thankfully my mom said she would pick one up for me on her way home from work and drop it by my house tonight. Thank God for my mom! I guess you are never too old to "want" your mom. Even though Kevin is somewhat sympathetic of me being sick I can always count on sympathy from my mom! How sad am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Ellen is getting ready to come on tv so I am off to watch her. I hope everyone is having a wonderful week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-5764403435980494233?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5764403435980494233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=5764403435980494233&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5764403435980494233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5764403435980494233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/sickness.html' title='Sickness'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7069744333966726960</id><published>2009-11-03T06:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T06:00:04.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a wonderful Halloween weekend! We did. Kaylyn spent the night with my parents on Friday night so I got to sleep in...I really needed that! Kevin had to be at work on Saturday at 5am so I was all by myself. I have to say that I enjoyed it. I got up around 10:30 put an MK order in and got dressed and headed towards Kevin's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin is a huge Miami Hurricanes fan and has some friends here in Alabama that are too. They hosts alot of game day partys and one happen to be on Halloween this year. So I met Kevin at work and we headed to the party. The game started at 2:30 and for the 1st 2 quarters we watched the Hurricanes play like crap. Really! We had hamburgers and hotdogs grilled out and they were pretty good. Around 4:30 I left to go get Kaylyn dressed for Trick or Treating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylyn was Ariel the Mermaid this year. We took some pictures (which I have yet to upload, sorry) and then I headed to my grandmother's so they could see her too. My grandparents on my mom's side have 4 grandchildren and 3 great-grandchildren. All of the great-grandchildren are 5 &amp;amp; younger. Kaylyn was the first. Anyways my grandmother always goes overboard with them and bought Kaylyn a princess pail (to Trick or Treat with) and in it was a whole bag of Hershey Kisses (yes a whole bag and JUST what Kaylyn needed!) a bag of Goldfish and some other small goody's. We only stayed there for a few mins because then I had to head to Kevin's parents so they could see her in her costume and we would Trick or Treat in their neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin met me at his parents and we headed out. Let me tell you that Halloween isnt what it use to be. There use to be tons of people out and this year well not alot. I think in all we might of hit about 20-30 houses and after that Kaylyn got bored &amp;amp; cold and wanted to come home. I was fine with that because in all honestly Kaylyn doesnt eat candy so really what is the point of Trick or Treating? So in all we were back in the house by 8 on Halloween night! I didnt mind it though...I had had enough fun for one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Kaylyn begged to spend the night with my MIL and in the end I agreed. I did feel a little guilty thought because tecnically she stayed the whole weekend somewhere else other than home. But she had fun and I am glad that she is able to stay with her grandparents with no problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-7069744333966726960?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7069744333966726960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7069744333966726960&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7069744333966726960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7069744333966726960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend Fun'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-9134152930794346974</id><published>2009-10-28T06:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:41:05.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordful Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday Kaylyn went on a field trip to &lt;a href="http://www.oldbakerfarm.com/"&gt;Old Baker's Farm&lt;/a&gt; to the pumpkin patch. We have been there several times and in fact the picture below is from October 2007 when we visited with Kaylyn's preschool class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufEmEMcONI/AAAAAAAAArg/9q9FxFpUKyM/s1600-h/232323232%257Ffp53239%29nu%3D3338%29%3B59%29+98%29WSNRCG%3D3236+79354585nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufEmEMcONI/AAAAAAAAArg/9q9FxFpUKyM/s320/232323232%257Ffp53239%29nu%3D3338%29%3B59%29+98%29WSNRCG%3D3236+79354585nu0mrj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397498836666824914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture below is from last week. It's amazing to see how much she has grown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufCaHweu9I/AAAAAAAAArY/Ddjgkr7bNXU/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufCaHweu9I/AAAAAAAAArY/Ddjgkr7bNXU/s320/055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397496432441605074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/AliciaSignature.png" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-9134152930794346974?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/9134152930794346974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=9134152930794346974&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/9134152930794346974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/9134152930794346974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordful-wednesday.html' title='Wordful Wednesday!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufEmEMcONI/AAAAAAAAArg/9q9FxFpUKyM/s72-c/232323232%257Ffp53239%29nu%3D3338%29%3B59%29+98%29WSNRCG%3D3236+79354585nu0mrj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-8012243439316129384</id><published>2009-10-28T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T06:00:11.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Friends...not so much</title><content type='html'>I was reading &lt;a href="http://auntof14.blogspot.com/2009/10/remember-boomba.html"&gt;Nikki's post&lt;/a&gt; yesterday where she was talking about some of her work friends and how they really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; turn out to be friends at all. It reminded me of what happened to me a few years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after I had Kaylyn I started working for her pediatrician. Actually he was mine too. I was like 12 or so when I started seeing him...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coincidentally&lt;/span&gt; my worked for him at the time too. Anyways, I started working for him as a receptionist. Because it was a private practice it paid really well. I loved what I was doing...I loved interacting with the patients and their parents. Anyway, I worked there 2 1/2 years and alot of the patients liked me. They would always call me up to get an appointment instead of dealing with the 2 other girls that worked there. There were 3 doctors in this practice and they were all pediatricians. Dr. M was the owner of the practice (my old pediatrician &amp;amp; now my daughters) and I worked directly for him. I handled his patients and only his patients. I was familiar with them all and knew what was going on at all times. One of the other girls (we will call C) worked the other 2 doctors but they were very slow so she was never that busy...I was the busy one. However C and I became really good friends. We even talked/text alot at home. We had good times together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was offered another job (at the church) making $3 more an hour than I was at the doctors office. Being since we could really use that extra money I decided to take that job. So I put in my notice. Of course everyone was sad to see me go and we all promised we would stay in touch. On my last day the office manager of the doctors office called me into her office. She said that they didnt want me to go and as an incentive they would offer me $2 more an hour to go but I couldnt tell anyone and I would have to go to the other job and "decide" that they other job wasnt for me in order to get this job. I did put some thought into it but the other church job was somewhat closer to home and Kaylyn could go to the preschool there and I would be there while she was in school. That meant alot to me...to have her close by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told the office manager that I would let her know. I did...after a week of working at the church I told her I appreciate the offer but the church was where I felt I needed to be. She was very nice about it and understood. C and I did keep in touch and we actually would talk 2-3 times a week about this and that. Well one night she confided in me that she was thinking about quitting the doctors office because everything there was being put on her since I left. They hadnt hired anyone else and the other girl (we will call her T) wasnt working at all. Even when I worked there T stayed on the phone and internet all day...she was never helpful. C felt that since she was working all 3 doctors that she should get paid for it...and I agreed with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I opened my big mouth and told her to ask for a raise...she said she didnt know if they would. So I told her that they offered me more money if I would stay so I knew there was "more" money if she would only ask. I thought this would stay between us but it didnt. It seemed that a few days later it got really busy and C felt the need to vent to T and then happened to tell T about how I was offered more money to stay. T got really mad about it because that meant I would have been making more money than her and some of the nurses. So T spread it all over the office and one of the nurses confronted Dr M. This made Dr M very mad because who wants to work with a bunch of angry women...especially over money! Dr M had a talk with the office manager  who then called me ON MY NEW JOB. She told me that what we talked about was suppose to have been private (and it was...I agree with her) and that I never should have told C. But since I caused such an uproar in the office that Dr M has decided to dismiss both of my kids from the practice (meaning he would no longer see my kids for any reason) and I was no longer welcome there. Can you believe that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was royally pissed and then I texted "Thank You" to C and her reply was "for what" and I replied "for getting my kids dismissed from that office" of course then she played stupid like she didnt know what I was talking about. She knew...she was the only one I told about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah sometimes your "work friends" arent really your friends. But I did learn a lesson...just keep my mouth shut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-8012243439316129384?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8012243439316129384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=8012243439316129384&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8012243439316129384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8012243439316129384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/10/work-friendsnot-so-much.html' title='Work Friends...not so much'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7014528882591983540</id><published>2009-10-21T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:41:05.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordful Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Kaylyn lost her tooth last weekend and then she literally lost her tooth. We have no idea where it went...I never even saw. She swears she didnt swollow it but she was trying to open something with her teeth when it popped out. So we had to draw a picture of her tooth for the toothefairy!&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/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St8sFWDnraI/AAAAAAAAArA/NVllA0emaF8/s1600-h/124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St8sFWDnraI/AAAAAAAAArA/NVllA0emaF8/s320/124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395079348944874914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its on the bottom...poor thing will need braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St8sF3wdguI/AAAAAAAAArQ/I1kfcCHaEdc/s1600-h/127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St8sF3wdguI/AAAAAAAAArQ/I1kfcCHaEdc/s320/127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395079357991322338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St8sFsfHU8I/AAAAAAAAArI/wY0Ms5yjZHo/s1600-h/125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St8sFsfHU8I/AAAAAAAAArI/wY0Ms5yjZHo/s320/125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395079354965775298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/AliciaSignature.png" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-7014528882591983540?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7014528882591983540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7014528882591983540&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7014528882591983540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7014528882591983540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordful-wednesday_21.html' title='Wordful Wednesday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St8sFWDnraI/AAAAAAAAArA/NVllA0emaF8/s72-c/124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-8582312125212925161</id><published>2009-10-21T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T06:00:03.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Branson, MO Trip</title><content type='html'>I had an awesome time in Branson on our Mary Kay Fall Retreat! It was the best! Friday night we had dinner and some special recognition. We had the theme of Wild Things so we wore animal print clothing. Saturday we had classes most of the day and a few guest speakers. Saturday night we had this big bonfire and cooked Smores...I never had had any before...they were so good! I only had two! Sunday we had brunch and then we hit the road...it was an 11 hour drive! But it went by so fast! It was the best weekend I have had in a while. I love all my Mary Kay sisters...what a wonderful company to work for! Below are some pics that I took...&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/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dFH1Bw_I/AAAAAAAAAqY/rxYhjzanq5E/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dFH1Bw_I/AAAAAAAAAqY/rxYhjzanq5E/s320/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394922114962801650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conference Center-where our classes were as well as where we ate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dgBx3zaI/AAAAAAAAAqo/D510yD_Fs3s/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dgBx3zaI/AAAAAAAAAqo/D510yD_Fs3s/s320/047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394922577195421090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a view! This looks like a postcard scene but I took this pic with MY camera! At the top of the waterfall is a lodge where I stayed the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dg1P1rII/AAAAAAAAAqw/LmLvc4manvE/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dg1P1rII/AAAAAAAAAqw/LmLvc4manvE/s320/048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394922591011318914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dE7aJxvI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/-sJmXv1_QHc/s1600-h/IMG00097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dE7aJxvI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/-sJmXv1_QHc/s320/IMG00097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394922111628855026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer...my director in her "Wild Thing" outfit! She was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dEnfMKsI/AAAAAAAAAqI/EBJp0UZmhwY/s1600-h/IMG00105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dEnfMKsI/AAAAAAAAAqI/EBJp0UZmhwY/s320/IMG00105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394922106281274050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink Cadillac that Laura another one of my directors just won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dEcSoQcI/AAAAAAAAAqA/aULHcpo3EJs/s1600-h/IMG00107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dEcSoQcI/AAAAAAAAAqA/aULHcpo3EJs/s320/IMG00107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394922103275798978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So new...she doesnt even have a tag on it yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dEG-p0FI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ke0gCBPKjyY/s1600-h/IMG00104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dEG-p0FI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ke0gCBPKjyY/s320/IMG00104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394922097554870354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carey (my roomate &amp;amp; lives like 5 mins from me) and Jennifer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dhXmTVrI/AAAAAAAAAq4/o4ITSxgIxa4/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dhXmTVrI/AAAAAAAAAq4/o4ITSxgIxa4/s320/049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394922600232343218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carey enjoying Smores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-8582312125212925161?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8582312125212925161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=8582312125212925161&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8582312125212925161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/8582312125212925161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/10/branson-mo-trip.html' title='Branson, MO Trip'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/St6dFH1Bw_I/AAAAAAAAAqY/rxYhjzanq5E/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-2889735217967205850</id><published>2009-10-08T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T08:00:03.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Branson</title><content type='html'>Branson, Missouri here I come! That's right I am going to Branson! I have never been so I am excited! Why am I going you ask? Mary Kay of course! My unit is having a Fall Retreat on October 16-18. We are driving so it will be about an 8 hr trip! I know, but I am up for it! I am just ready for some ME time! Friday night we are having a big dinner, Saturday morning we have training classes that will take part in to help our business out, Saturday night we are having a big bon fire and makine smores, then Sunday morning we are having a small brunch and then hitting the road! Again I am so excited! I really want to grow my business and lately I havent been having any luck. So why not learn some tips from Multi-Million Dollar directors. I mean if they did it I can do it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be staying at the &lt;a href="http://www.bigcedar.com/"&gt;Big Cedar Lodge&lt;/a&gt; and I am sharing a room with 3 other girls...1 I know from my unit! However there are 4 other girls going from my unit. So we are all riding together. Anyways, I will have my camera so I cant wait to post some pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-2889735217967205850?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2889735217967205850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2889735217967205850&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2889735217967205850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2889735217967205850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/10/branson.html' title='Branson'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-2115291632902185271</id><published>2009-10-06T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:41:05.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Word(ful) Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sswc_-5W_FI/AAAAAAAAApw/jSPwdoQmBFE/s1600-h/IMG00049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sswc_-5W_FI/AAAAAAAAApw/jSPwdoQmBFE/s320/IMG00049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered why it was so quite in my house...Kaylyn was asleep on her bed at 4:23 pm. I guess she was so tired from learning so much at school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/AliciaSignature.png" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-2115291632902185271?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2115291632902185271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2115291632902185271&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2115291632902185271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2115291632902185271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordful-wednesday_06.html' title='Word(ful) Wednesday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sswc_-5W_FI/AAAAAAAAApw/jSPwdoQmBFE/s72-c/IMG00049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-5191926999756513434</id><published>2009-09-30T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T07:00:02.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Jobs from the past</title><content type='html'>I read Ace's &lt;a href="http://www.ifyouthinkroundisfunny.com/2009/09/im-so-lame-and-obviously-hungry.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; yesterday and in there she mentioned her first job (no I am not going to tell you her first job! You go ready it &lt;a href="http://www.ifyouthinkroundisfunny.com/2009/09/im-so-lame-and-obviously-hungry.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; yourself!). It got me to thinking about my first job and then some that followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than babysitting I didnt start working until I was 16. My first job was at a bakery...I am not going to name the place because it is still in business and I got paid under the table:) Anyway, it was a bakery/deli. One of my really good friends (Kim) got me a job there. I would have to be at work at 4 in the afternoons and we would close at 8 and I was normally home by 9ish. What I would do was take orders and actually cooked a few things too! My favorite was a phillycheese steak sandwich. Yummy! Being a bakery they also made wedding cakes! The best part (for us anyways) was when they would mess up a cake and have to start over. Kim and I would take the messed up cake (it wasnt really messed up it either had the wrong frosting or cake mix...always something like that) to school the next day and have yummy cake for lunch or eat it for breakfast. Back then I could get away with eating cake for breakfast! We also got paid to help cater some weddings. That was always fun because we got to drive the "company" SUV...it was a Ford Expedition. It was awesome to drive...oh and the power. We would fly around in that thing...thank God I am still alive today! Anyways we would load the Expedition up with all the necessary stuff including the cake and have to deliver to the church. Everything made it in one piece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next job came at the beginning of my Senior year. My Sophmore year I began taking classes at our local community college and I would take 2 courses per semester (2 classes a week). Because I did that it helped me finish up my credits in high school early so I only had to take my four main classes (Science, Math, English &amp;amp; History/Economics) my senior year. Only taking those 4 classes I got out of school every day at noon! How awesome is that? I loved it! So anyways my best friend then got me a job where she worked at an Orthodontist Office. I was an assistant. Yes, I worked on patients...only minor things like taking their wire out of their braces or those colored rings off. Bascially my job would be to have all of that off the patient so that the patient is ready when the Orthodontists is ready to see the patient. I actually enjoyed it! I would only work there from 1pm-5pm and would have the rest of my night to do whatever I pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the last month of my senior year I decided to get another job while still doing my orthodontist assistant. There was a new pizzeria opening up in my home town so I thought I would get a night job there. I had to be there at 5:30 and would work till 9. I made some good money and all I did there flatten out the pizza crust before it was made! I only worked there for about 2 months or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was the summer that I graduated from High School...this will be another post in itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is a few jobs that I had in High School...what about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-5191926999756513434?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5191926999756513434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=5191926999756513434&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5191926999756513434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5191926999756513434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/09/few-jobs-from-past_30.html' title='A Few Jobs from the past'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-9176872540859989166</id><published>2009-09-29T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T07:00:10.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a J-O-B</title><content type='html'>Well I have decided that I have thoroughly enjoyed my time as a stay at home mom but it is time for me to get a job. We are barely making it and I have a serious buyer on our house so hopefully sometime in October we will be rid of it. I will post more on this later. However, Kevin and I were discussing our finances and if I want to buy the house I want then I need a job. I am making money with Mary Kay just not enough to keep us afloat right now. I do plan on continuing to do Mary Kay and maybe one day I will have a bigger client base and can make enough to stay at home. But right now that just isnt feasible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my last job I worked as an Office Manager at a church...I really liked it except for all the drama that was always going on. I never knew there was drama at a church! I worked for the church for 14 months...I really liked it but of course decided to take my last job because of the money. Before my church job I was a receptionist at a pediatrics office. I loved it...except for the one of the doctors. He owned the practice and he thought he was God or something and he wasnt....he treated us like crap. The day he threw a chart at me and another girl was the day I walked out. However, I loved the patients and I loved what I did...so now I am looking for something like that. I think I could be happy at a drs office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wish me luck on my job search...who knows, maybe I will find a job to where I can start blogging again regularly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-9176872540859989166?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/9176872540859989166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=9176872540859989166&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/9176872540859989166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/9176872540859989166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/09/give-me-j-o-b.html' title='Give me a J-O-B'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-1376053100157899153</id><published>2009-09-28T16:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T16:10:30.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Me</title><content type='html'>Kaylyn is feeling much better! I was kind of worried there on Friday when she came down with this. Nights of course are the worse and boy was it. Her fever spiked to 104 with Motrin in her system and she was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lethargic&lt;/span&gt;. She laid around all afternoon not doing anything but watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;...which sick or not is very unlike her. We gave her a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;luke&lt;/span&gt; warm bath and that helped some. She laid in my bed some before we went to bed. I gave her some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Motrin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tamiflu&lt;/span&gt; right before bedtime and put her to bed. I checked on her every 2 hrs (I am exhausted) and throughout the night her fever went down. She got up around 8:30 Saturday morning and seemed so much better. She was up and playing and running around. She still had a fever that stayed between 101 &amp;amp; 102 all day, but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; seem to phase her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday her fever came down and stayed between 99 &amp;amp; 100. She was really upset that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; let her go to church and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; really understand why because in her mind she was fine because she felt fine. We took it easy all weekend and last night she still had a low grade fever so we decided to keep her out one more day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she woke up today her fever was gone and she seemed to be herself again. I still kept her out since she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hadn't&lt;/span&gt; been fever free for 24 hrs. Today we hung out around the house (I am dying to get out) and made a cake. At first she wanted cupcakes but at the last minute decided to just a cake. It's red velvet...my favorite but for some reason I really am not that interested in it. So tomorrow she will go back to school and I can get my house back and actually sterilize it! I am so lucky that as of now Kevin and I are still fine...no signs of the flu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-1376053100157899153?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1376053100157899153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=1376053100157899153&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1376053100157899153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/1376053100157899153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/09/update-on-me.html' title='Update on Me'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-5154610995943307005</id><published>2009-09-25T15:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T15:54:44.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Swine Flu has Hit!</title><content type='html'>I knew that it was a matter of time before one of us got the flu...the swine flu! Kaylyn was absolutely fine yesterday. She was her normally talkative self. But this morning when I went to wake her up for school she was very whiny. She went to bed at a decent hour (7:45) because Grey's Anatomy was coming on last night and I had to watch it in peace...I know, I am bad. So anyway she got plenty of sleep but very ill this morning. She started complaining that she didn't feel good so I did the mommy thing and felt her forehead. Yup! She was burning up. I got out the thermometer and it read 103.2. Yikes! I looked into her eyes and could tell she really didn't feel good so I just let her lay there and watch TV. I emailed her teacher to let her know she wouldn't be at school today and then waited around until 8 to call and make an appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to go into the weekend with this high of a fever. So I got an appointment for 10:30 and off we went. We had to sit a little while because our normal doctor wasn't in today. So I got to choose from 7 other doctors...of course I choose the one that was running behind! He came in and checked her out and ordered a strep test and flu test. They swabbed her throat and then her nose and she didn't like either. We had to wait about 20 more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; for the results and sure enough it was the swine flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said to give her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tamiflu&lt;/span&gt; and keep her hydrated and give her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;motrin&lt;/span&gt; for her fever. So that is what we are doing...I am trying to get her to take a nap but its not working. I need a nap so bad too! However we have made a pallet in the floor and we are watching Phineas and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ferb&lt;/span&gt; on the Disney Channel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets hope that Kevin and I don't get it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-5154610995943307005?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5154610995943307005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=5154610995943307005&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5154610995943307005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5154610995943307005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/09/swine-flu-has-hit.html' title='The Swine Flu has Hit!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-4887667627129441937</id><published>2009-09-16T08:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:06:05.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I am still Alive</title><content type='html'>Thank you &lt;a href="http://www.ifyouthinkroundisfunny.com/"&gt;Ace&lt;/a&gt; for checking in on me...I am still alive. I have just been very busy lately. I havent really been on the computer that much at all. I am still amazed at the amt of time I spent on the computer at work than what I have time for at home now that I dont work...well full time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still trying to get my Mary Kay business off the ground. I have been having some good luck too! I am still trying to build up my client base as well. This weekend a friend and I are having an open house. She is a Licensed Massage Therapist that has her own little place of business so we are having an open house there. I am promoting Mary Kay and she is promoting her Massage business. I am hoping it will turn out well. I have been very busy planning this that I have been neglecting my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry my blog friends! I do miss you all! &lt;a href="http://auntof14.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nikki&lt;/a&gt; and I have been talking alot lately though:)&lt;a href="http://www.ifyouthinkroundisfunny.com/"&gt;Ace&lt;/a&gt; sent me a comment asking if I am alive...I guess she misses me too! I promise I am trying to get better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-4887667627129441937?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4887667627129441937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=4887667627129441937&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/4887667627129441937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/4887667627129441937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes-i-am-still-alive.html' title='Yes, I am still Alive'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-416703713165774761</id><published>2009-08-31T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T10:00:00.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut Free Zone</title><content type='html'>Do you know someone that has an allergy to peanuts? I am highly allergic to peanuts but when I was growing up it wasnt that common. I use to think I was the only one. Now a days you have at least 4 or 5 kids per a class room that has an allergy to peanuts. I was one of those kids that had to carry an epipen on me at all times...I am one to ingest a nut and my throat will immediately start closing. Kaylyn however, is allergic but her's isnt as severe as mine. When she eats a nut her mouth within about 10-15 mins will break out in a rash around her mouth &amp;amp; lips. I hate for her to have that but I am glad it isnt as severe as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the news last night and saw a segment on a mother that came up with an awesome idea. Her daughter is allergic to highly peanuts and she wears a bracelet but wanted it to be known that her child is highly allergic to peanuts. She came up with this awesome tattoo idea...its like a temporary tattoo that goes on but doesnt wash away easily with water. So its stays on a little longer than normal temporary tattoos. How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SptPtP6K9WI/AAAAAAAAApk/r-lsBaoYrZs/s1600-h/peanut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SptPtP6K9WI/AAAAAAAAApk/r-lsBaoYrZs/s320/peanut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375978218980046178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-416703713165774761?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/416703713165774761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=416703713165774761&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/416703713165774761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/416703713165774761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/peanut-free-zone.html' title='Peanut Free Zone'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SptPtP6K9WI/AAAAAAAAApk/r-lsBaoYrZs/s72-c/peanut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-6050177877709781926</id><published>2009-08-31T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:41:05.535-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Treasure Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So I mentioned in this &lt;a href="http://kaylynyouaremysunshine.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-have-to-be-quiet.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; that Kaylyn has a bit of a talking problem. Twice last week I got a note sent home or really just a marking in her folder that she talks to much. So Friday I was in line to pick her up and I spotted her. She looked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; but when she got in the car she just started crying. I knew that meant she got in trouble today at school. She was telling me that she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; go in the treasure box. So I told her she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;deserve&lt;/span&gt; to because she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; listen to Mrs. Lucas (her teacher). The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Treasure&lt;/span&gt; Box is something earned and that hopefully next week she will remember this incident and behave next week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, when I pulled out her folder she had a smiley face for that day. So with that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know why she was freaking out. However, after thinking about it I am assuming that if you get a "note" sent home once that week then you lose your chance with the Treasure Box. I am going to tell you that is going to be hard for Kaylyn. I hope she can do it but I know her...it will kill her not to talk. So that leaves me wondering if she will ever get to "pick" something out of the Treasure Box.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am I bad to think that of my child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/AliciaSignature.png" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-6050177877709781926?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6050177877709781926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=6050177877709781926&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6050177877709781926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6050177877709781926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/treasure-box.html' title='The Treasure Box'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/th_AliciaSignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-872956131558833582</id><published>2009-08-31T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T07:00:03.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>As you can tell I still dont have a schedule. I try to catch up on my blog reading every night but sometimes its every other night. It's been a little hectic lately with Kevin working nights. He loves working nights but I hate it. It seems that even though he "is" home during the day I never see him. He is always sleeping. And I know its hard to work nights because it takes a lot out of you but I hate it when he sleeps all the time...I'm not demanding or anything. He should be done with nights by Tuesday...lets hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin's grandfather is doing pretty well. He scared the whole family especially since the doctor told the family we need to tell him good-bye because he wouldnt make it the next 48 hours. However, it seemed he had some type of infection and with heavy antibiotics he is pretty much better. He has been fever free since Friday and there are talks of him being released from the hospital on Tuesday. Let's hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me...well I am still enjoying not working! I am doing fairly well with my Mary Kay business too! It seems to be helping out some. I have been volunteering at Kaylyn's school some and meeting other women. Kind of excited about that. I have also been walking alot this past week. When I drop Kaylyn off in the mornings I have been going to the track and walking. It's a fairly decent size track but I dont know the exact length of it. I think 4 times around equals a mile but I am not competely sure. I have been averaging about 12 laps around so in my head I think I am walking about 3 miles a day. My goal is to lose 10 lbs in September. I have way more than 10 to go but I find I work better with smaller goals so that is my goal for September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I have you all caught up on me for the last week. I hope everyone has a great Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-872956131558833582?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/872956131558833582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=872956131558833582&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/872956131558833582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/872956131558833582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-6324292262678804191</id><published>2009-08-27T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:41:05.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You have to be quiet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was a very shy child...still am a very shy person, until you get to know me that is! So when I say that Kaylyn is the complete opposite I mean it. I never got in trouble at school...I was always terrified to get in trouble. Not Kaylyn...it seems that she like to talk... alot! I went to have lunch with her on Tuesday and had to tell her at least 5 times "Kaylyn, sit down and eat...stop talking!"  That same day I got a note from the teacher saying Kaylyn talks way too much! It seems that she can not be quiet. She has to talk...and I thought it was just me but man that child can talk! So we are tying to get her to understand there is a time to talk and a time to be quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, yesterday we got another note saying that she talked during circle time and in the hallway. So last night she went to bed early with no tv...I talked to her this morning as I dropped her off and reminded her that she has to keep her mouth shut when the teacher says so! Hopefully today we will have no note! We will wait and see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/AliciaSignature.png" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-6324292262678804191?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6324292262678804191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=6324292262678804191&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6324292262678804191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6324292262678804191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-have-to-be-quiet.html' title='You have to be quiet!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/th_AliciaSignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7057694090182926231</id><published>2009-08-27T08:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T09:20:38.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SpaRQZNnnDI/AAAAAAAAApc/M1GG7Fi0VT4/s1600-h/Top+Ten+Thursday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SpaRQZNnnDI/AAAAAAAAApc/M1GG7Fi0VT4/s320/Top+Ten+Thursday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374642916145208370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across Top Ten Thursday over at &lt;a href="http://tramm-isms.blogspot.com"&gt;Sara's&lt;/a&gt; blog. I have seen it before but have never joined in. Today I thought I would. &lt;a href="http://tramm-isms.blogspot.com"&gt;Sara&lt;/a&gt; blogged about her Top Ten New Blogs but I think I am going to stay with my Top Ten favorite blogs. These are blogs that whenever I log in I go directly to their blogs to check out what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://auntof14.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aunt of 14&lt;/a&gt;-Nikki, I absolutely adore Nikki. She and I have become really good friends over the last couple of months. I talk to her at least 3-4 times a week via text. Even though she is miles away I have a close bond with her!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://twosidesserenity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Serenity&lt;/a&gt;-I just love Serenity. I talk to her weekly too. And hopefully I will get to meet her next month! I am so excited about this I hope this works out for the both of us!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ifyouthinkroundisfunny.com/"&gt;Ace&lt;/a&gt;-love me some Ace! She is always there to lift my spirits! Her and I email alot back and forth. She just got a temp job and I am praying for her!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://meandyouplus2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tinika&lt;/a&gt;-did my beautiful blog design. She is the sweetest and so creative!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://josjentydyga3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenn(ifer)&lt;/a&gt;-recently got a new job so isnt able to blog alot but we stay in touch through myspace:)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://tramm-isms.blogspot.com"&gt;Sara&lt;/a&gt;-she keeps me laughing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://benanderinkern.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt;-I can relate to Erin so much. She has been a great blog friend!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://sneakymomma.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jill&lt;/a&gt;-I love reading her posts! She is such a warm-beautiful person!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://whybother-kekibird.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kekibird&lt;/a&gt;-is a new blog that I recently started reading but I feel so connected to her. She is so sweet!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://adayinthelifeofaworkingmotherof3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt;- I can relate to her because up until about 3 wks ago I was a working full time mother. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So that is my top 10...hop over to &lt;a href="http://tramm-isms.blogspot.com"&gt;Sara's&lt;/a&gt; blog to see her's as well as many others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-7057694090182926231?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7057694090182926231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7057694090182926231&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7057694090182926231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7057694090182926231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/top-ten-thursday.html' title='Top Ten Thursday'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SpaRQZNnnDI/AAAAAAAAApc/M1GG7Fi0VT4/s72-c/Top+Ten+Thursday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-2876892594522007952</id><published>2009-08-23T11:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:02:38.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week!</title><content type='html'>It has been a very busy and somewhat bad week! First of all to catch up on my weekend check out this &lt;a href="http://kaylynyouaremysunshine.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick-again.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; on Kaylyn. However, it all really started Wednesday. I went to lunch with an old friend. I actually had a good time. This old friend I dont think I have ever mentioned here on my blog but I will dedicate a post to her one day. Anyway, the lunch was good and we are probably going to do lunch again sometime next week. However, during lunch I got a text from Kevin letting me know that my MIL had to put her dog to sleep that day. This dog "Ginger" is no regular dog. Ginger lived a very long and spoiled life...she was almost 16 years old. However, she has been getting sicker over the last couple of months. Her kidneys havent been functioning correctly over the last couple of weeks so my MIL would take her to the vet on Mon, Wed, &amp;amp; Friday's to pump fluids in her to help her kidneys. For a little while this worked. Ginger would get home and be her own spunky little self. But over the last 2 weeks or so she pretty much went downhill. She pretty much stopped eating, she could barely walk, and she was losing her eyesight &amp;amp; hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Wednesday the decision was made to put her to sleep....for good. My MIL is very much an animal person...mainly a dog person. She was so upset and had every right to be. She is very attached to her dogs...she had 4 now we are down to 2. My husband said to leave her alone and within a couple of days she would be fine. Apparently they have had several dogs and when they pass on she gets really upset and needs her time. So we gave her her time. We still havent told Kaylyn...we will but we feel if we do it now then she will want to go over there and well everyone would be that more upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Kaylyn has been over to the inlaws since Tuesday which is a long time since we normally see them at least every other day. However, we have talked to my MIL since but we dont bring up "that" subject for now. So last night we were in the ER with Kaylyn (see this &lt;a href="http://kaylynyouaremysunshine.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick-again.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;) and my MIL called me. I answered and I could tell she was upset. She then told me her father (who lives in Georgia, 5 hours away) was found this morning (Saturday) unresponsive and is now in the hopsital. His eyes are open but he isnt responsive. They are not sure if he will make it through the night. So she was getting ready to head out but wanted to talk to Kevin about a few things. So we were actually leaving the ER when she called so I just took Kaylyn home and sent Kevin over to her house to talk to her and see what needed to be done. When he got home he informed me of the other dogs and that she would be leaving first thing this morning and that if he does pass then my FIL would head on down there with one dog and then when we head over there we would take the other dog with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we are have a waiting game. I havent heard anything this morning...good or bad. Kevin has already let his work know what is going on incase we do have to leave. Kevin of course is really upset and well as I but Kaylyn still really doesnt understand the whole thing. So like I said its a waiting game now. Please say a prayer for Kevin's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-2876892594522007952?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2876892594522007952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=2876892594522007952&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2876892594522007952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/2876892594522007952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-week.html' title='What a week!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-6926561597294094013</id><published>2009-08-23T11:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:41:05.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;One week into school and Kaylyn is sick. She came home from school on Thursday and she looked really tired so that alarmed me. When we got home I looked her over and could tell in her eyes she wasnt feeling well. I asked her about it and she said that she wanted to lay down for a little while. I knew then she was sick because she never lays down for any reason! I felt her head and sure enough she had a fever. I got the thermometer out to confirm this. Yup, a low grade fever. Within an hour or so she developed a cough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I knew with the fever she shouldnt go to school the next day so I sent her teacher a quick email to let her know that Kaylyn would be out on Friday. She coughed all Friday night. We gave her two different cough syrups through out the night and nothing seemed to help. She woke up around 5:30am coughing so much that she threw up all over herself and her bed. Kevin and I got it all cleaned up including her and settled her down and she went right back to sleep. Bless her heart she was so tired. I knew I wasnt going into the weekend like this so I set my alarm for 8 and made sure I called and got her an appt with the doctor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They only had an 9:30 &amp;amp; 2:00 appt so we took the 2 since she was still sleeping and seemed to have stop coughing for a bit. She got up around 10 and we just laid around the living room watching Wall-E for most of the morning. We met Kevin for lunch since he had to work and once again I knew she was sick when she passed up McDonald's. She would eat McDonald's 3 times a day if I would let her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the doctors office he checked her over pretty good and then ordered a finger prick. After her labs came back he diagnosed her with Microplasma aka Walking Pneumonia. This is twice this year she has had that...which makes me wonder once you get it are you more succeptable of getting it again? He prescribed her an antibiotic and sent us on the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She was great Friday night execpt for the low grade fever. She pretty much slept through the night. However, Saturday afternoon I noticed her struggling to catch her breath so I was a little alarmed. I called the nurse and told her what was going on. I am asthmatic myself so I could tell she was wheezing and I told all of this to the nurse. She told me to go ahead and give her 2 puffs of my inhaler and head on to the ER...it seems she would need a breathing treatment or two. So I did this and off we went to the ER. I called Kevin and he met me at ER. Once there she was fine...I'm not kidding you either! She was literally bouncing off the walls. I knew then that the steroid in the inhaler was "working" and making her very hyper. We got called back and the doctor there looked her over and said she was fine. She was moving air 100% and she was no longer wheezing. He said that if this happens again give her the inhaler and if she isnt better in 30 mins or so then come back to the ER.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night she was fine throughout the night as well. Then today she has that cough but seems to be breathing just fine. Hopefully the worse has passed and she will be fine by tomorrow.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/AliciaSignature.png" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-6926561597294094013?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6926561597294094013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=6926561597294094013&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6926561597294094013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/6926561597294094013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick-again.html' title='Sick Again'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/th_AliciaSignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-5924228831907425131</id><published>2009-08-19T08:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T08:36:51.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who wears short shorts...</title><content type='html'>Let me start off by saying that I love to watch the Today Show on NBC. I dont get to watch it all because its like 4 hrs long every day but I get my "fix" watching a few segments here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting on the couch doing some blog hopping while watching The Today Show and I heard something about Michelle Obama wearing shorts. So I just tuned in for that and was shocked to see all the controversy about Michelle Obama wearing shorts on a vacation. I mean really? She was at the Grand Canyon wear it was like 140 degrees...did you really expect her in some type of formal gown? Personally I dont care about what she wears...its her fashion. But the news is having a field day with this including a website that I cant remember did a poll on if she should wear them. Get a life is my response! Cant we find something else to report on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sov_m3Z-_-I/AAAAAAAAApU/LAD2AbK9b9w/s1600-h/090818-obama-shorts-9a.standard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sov_m3Z-_-I/AAAAAAAAApU/LAD2AbK9b9w/s320/090818-obama-shorts-9a.standard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371668023742496738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You wear those shorts Michelle Obama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-5924228831907425131?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5924228831907425131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=5924228831907425131&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5924228831907425131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/5924228831907425131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-wears-short-shorts.html' title='Who wears short shorts...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sov_m3Z-_-I/AAAAAAAAApU/LAD2AbK9b9w/s72-c/090818-obama-shorts-9a.standard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-9053147272928828904</id><published>2009-08-19T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:41:05.564-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>These pics were taken last Thursday August 13, 2009. Kaylyn started kindergarten in Mrs. Lucas' class at Creek View Elementary! She had a very exciting day and loved it! I am so excited she is excited about school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sov9GX9aRxI/AAAAAAAAAos/u39rwrt8mZg/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sov9GX9aRxI/AAAAAAAAAos/u39rwrt8mZg/s320/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371665266522081042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sov9G9kpYVI/AAAAAAAAAo0/b27bXMgkbwo/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sov9G9kpYVI/AAAAAAAAAo0/b27bXMgkbwo/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371665276618760530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sov9HPElvqI/AAAAAAAAAo8/MNjhDD2wqpE/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sov9HPElvqI/AAAAAAAAAo8/MNjhDD2wqpE/s320/027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371665281316142754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sov9HsTFg2I/AAAAAAAAApE/9jXIZbrW46Q/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sov9HsTFg2I/AAAAAAAAApE/9jXIZbrW46Q/s320/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371665289161573218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sov9IM_ASFI/AAAAAAAAApM/1WGfKtRh3bg/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sov9IM_ASFI/AAAAAAAAApM/1WGfKtRh3bg/s320/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371665297935714386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp5/mandyhornbuckle/Other%20people%20stuff/AliciaSignature.png" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149970822540908691-9053147272928828904?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/9053147272928828904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=9053147272928828904&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/9053147272928828904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/9053147272928828904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/Sov9GX9aRxI/AAAAAAAAAos/u39rwrt8mZg/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-7282506104848374411</id><published>2009-08-19T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T08:21:03.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am around...and round lol!</title><content type='html'>Thanks for all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;inquires&lt;/span&gt; about my where abouts. I didnt realize how much I was on the computer at work compared to being at home. I really hardly get on the computer at home long enough to post anything. I still have not even posted about Kaylyn's first day of school! Bad mom! I just have been so busy trying to keep the house up and doing odds and ends here and there that I havent had much time to get on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to get some type of routine/schedule down because it takes me that much longer to get caught up with everyone elses blogs lol! I hope you all can bear with me to get caught up on all of your blogs:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this free time on my hands I am starting to exercise a little more. Instead of going back to bed after dropping Kaylyn off to school like I want to do I have been going to the park and walking. I am walking for at least 45mins and hopefully can build up from there. Not only am I determined to lose some weight but to get in a little bit better shape than what I am in. I am working on adding the 30 Day Shred in with my walking. I enjoyed the one day I did of it but it did kick my butt! But I am up for a challenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is having a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signaturecopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/signaturecopy.jpg" alt="Signature" 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/7149970822540908691-7282506104848374411?l=mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7282506104848374411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149970822540908691&amp;postID=7282506104848374411&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7282506104848374411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149970822540908691/posts/default/7282506104848374411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeinabombshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-aroundand-round-lol.html' title='I am around...and round lol!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15891198829668161006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiRxAuUH1NQ/SufMUd_HY_I/AAAAAAAAArs/SvLeHm5Iwvo/S220/alicia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/tinikaleann/weight%20journey/th_signaturecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149970822540908691.post-4562440442743630392</id><published>2009-08-16T22:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T23:14:31.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>I actually had an ok weekend. Kaylyn started school on Thursday and she loves it. I just hope that lasts lol! For Saturday we had a birthday party for my cousin that turned 1 this week. But before the Birthday party we went to breakfast with my parents at Waffle House. I was excited because Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day even though I skip it alot! I know...breakfast is the most important meal...but I never have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have mentioned before Kaylyn is a very picky eater. So Waffle House was not even a choice for her. However, I am determined to get her eating right whether she LIKES it or NOT! So the second we drove up to Waffle House she starts whining and crying. She wants McDonald's...well I wasnt about to give in. So I took her in there and yes everybody looked at us because she was still crying (not too loud but loud enough). I ignored her. The waitress came up we all ordered and then asked her what she wanted and she cried louder. So I told the waitress nothing for her. She had a drink and that was all she wanted. She was still wimpering and whining some but I continued to ignore her and talked with my parents. Soon our food arrived and Kaylyn announced she would try a waffle. So we ordered one. She didnt touch it! Then she wanted a biscuit...she didnt touch it either. I was beyond furious with her and her eating habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we left she seemed to have calmed down. In my head I contemplated on taking her to the Birthday party. There would be other kids there but I knew she wouldnt eat anything there either. In the end we went. I was right...there was pizza that she didnt want. She was the only kid not eating...and I admit it drove me crazy. Why wont my child eat? Its not like I am shoving vegetables down her throat...no I just want her to eat something normal like Mac &amp;amp; Cheese or Pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I will admit this is all my &lt;s&gt;husbands&lt;/s&gt; fault because when she was a toddler anything that she didnt like she would gag until it came back up. So in the end we gave up on trying to get her to eat other things. To this day when she tries something she will pitch this big fit until she literally makes herself sick and throws everything back up. We got tired of cleaning it up so we stopped making her try things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she did eat some cake but that was it. Then when the party was over I went to the inside jungle gym that the kids were playing at and told her it was time to leave. She didnt want to hear none of that she was STILL playing. The third time I asked her to come down and she refused so I climbed my fat a$$ up in there and literally drug her out by one of her legs. She then refused to put her shoes on so I handed her shoes to my mom (who thankfully was with me to witness this!) and I picked her up and carried her kicking and screaming to the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so mad by the time I got in the car that I refused to say anything because I didnt want to say anything I was going to regret. Kaylyn for the most part is an only child who is spoiled beyond her means. It seems that my MIL, my father and me are the only ones that ever discipline her. But when it comes do my FIL, my husband and my mother she gets away with everything. It has come to where I have put my foot down this weekend when it comes to Kaylyn. I love my daughter more than anything but the time has come where she has been de-throned! I AM now the Queen and what I say GOES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didnt like this too much but I dont care. I always said that I would not have a child that acts that way and look what I got! So my plan for the upcoming weeks is that I am going to be much firmer with her than what she is use to, she will be staying at home with me because when she is my parents or Kevin's parents she rules the roost there. Plus she will be eating new things...I hate to be a biatch when it comes to this but this is what my dad use to do to us and it worked so I am now implementing it in my house...whether Kevin likes it or not! I will serve 1 meal at night and if she doesnt eat it she will go to bed hungry! Hopefully this help some of her eating habits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me do you have picky eaters? What do you do to get around their pickiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Sorry this post was intended for my weekend but as you can see it changed. 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