<?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-25539036</id><updated>2012-01-31T15:47:34.250+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary of a Mad Crazy Mom Type</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>256</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-8332354088118733475</id><published>2011-09-17T18:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T18:46:10.146+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Psychotic Housewife: Review &amp; Giveaway: Farm Rich Stuffed Pretzel Bites</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.confessionsofapsychotichousewife.com/2011/09/review-giveaway-farm-rich-stuffed.html"&gt;Confessions of a Psychotic Housewife: Review &amp;amp; Giveaway: Farm Rich Stuffed Pretzel Bites&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd serve the Mozzerella bites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-8332354088118733475?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.confessionsofapsychotichousewife.com/2011/09/review-giveaway-farm-rich-stuffed.html' title='Confessions of a Psychotic Housewife: Review &amp; Giveaway: Farm Rich Stuffed Pretzel Bites'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/8332354088118733475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=8332354088118733475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8332354088118733475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8332354088118733475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2011/09/confessions-of-psychotic-housewife.html' title='Confessions of a Psychotic Housewife: Review &amp; Giveaway: Farm Rich Stuffed Pretzel Bites'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-1669393842780635510</id><published>2010-05-28T01:54:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T16:43:11.309+02:00</updated><title type='text'>GLEE and DRAMA DRAMA DRAMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images-partners-tbn.google.com/images?q=tbn:W5gtLJkTJ8DJZM::viciodeseriados.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/glee-poster_013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 101px; height: 150px;" src="http://images-partners-tbn.google.com/images?q=tbn:W5gtLJkTJ8DJZM::viciodeseriados.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/glee-poster_013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh GLEE my newest LOVE..I find myself singing along with every episode and it makes me uber happy...Great show..I'm sooo glad my daughter turned me onto this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news..onto the DRAMA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP what do you do when you are part of a club and the president is an uber (BTW that's my new word..uber..like it..) paranoid person..they *think* they have to be informed of &lt;b&gt;EVERY&lt;/b&gt; little thing going on, are worried there are secrets being kept from them and loves to throw around the words:  "&lt;b&gt;I AM PRESIDENT&lt;/b&gt;".. ughhh..I want to quit because I don't need the drama, but I need to be there for the good of other children and families.  I have been told if I quit that others will and then the club will be no more..ughhh...help..help help..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-1669393842780635510?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/1669393842780635510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=1669393842780635510&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1669393842780635510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1669393842780635510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2010/05/glee-and-drama-drama-drama.html' title='GLEE and DRAMA DRAMA DRAMA'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-4623011711027336130</id><published>2010-05-26T19:24:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T19:26:16.755+02:00</updated><title type='text'>GOALS??</title><content type='html'>Ok I've proved I'm a bad blogger..so I thought I would set myself some goals here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  Blog once a day (except on weekends..unless something really fun happens)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  Get up and clean at least one room a day (yes I'm a bad housekeeper too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  Finish projects..starting with my notebook LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?  do you have goals??  Wanna help me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-4623011711027336130?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/4623011711027336130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=4623011711027336130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4623011711027336130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4623011711027336130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2010/05/goals.html' title='GOALS??'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-62261109758277205</id><published>2010-04-19T19:04:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T19:10:27.002+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time...No hear???</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been a long long time for me...I'm a SLACKER...well let's just start this over and reintroduce everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here is everyone anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/S8yOId2xBzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/HnnGTs_fWzM/s1600/SCAN0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/S8yOId2xBzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/HnnGTs_fWzM/s320/SCAN0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461896724198000434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot's gone on in our lives..we've moved from SC to Dover, Delaware..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls both are cheerleaders now (say goodbye to my money)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy still plays T-ball..but he's a funny funny lil dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm yep that's it for today...tomorrow the REAL fun stuff will start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-62261109758277205?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/62261109758277205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=62261109758277205&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/62261109758277205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/62261109758277205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2010/04/long-timeno-hear.html' title='Long Time...No hear???'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/S8yOId2xBzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/HnnGTs_fWzM/s72-c/SCAN0041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-1969524594515174797</id><published>2009-04-22T21:05:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:38:46.814+02:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:5q9RS4qMCnc2HM:http://www.grahamrecreationandparks.com/Portals/83/T-ball.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 131px;" src="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:5q9RS4qMCnc2HM:http://www.grahamrecreationandparks.com/Portals/83/T-ball.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First let me start this out by saying I'm MAD AS HELL right now!!!   Some, ok one..HI ED!!!) knows Connor is in T-ball this season.  He is only 4 YEARS OLD.  Well, the first game went ok..(they won).  The second game however went to hell in a handbasket..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we had team pictures.  NOONE bothered to tell me what time or where they were, I only heard through the grapevine (thanks JEN) that another team had to be there an hour before.  I got there saw noone on our team there and A PARENT FROM ANOTHER TEAM had to point me where to go.. Connor and Hunter almost missed pictures.  I was PEEVED.  Fast forward about an hour and a half to after the game was done, and they had lost.  The coach lectured them (chewed their little asses out) for losing, told them that 'he could accept it if they lost because the other team was better, but they lost because they played like they hadn't practiced'....another parent had to step in and say they played great, because he sure as hell wasn't...I was madder than a wet hen...I left and wouldn't even let the boys get snack for fear I was going to go all redneck on him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again Fast forward to Monday...it was thunderstorming and they were supposed to have practice, I called the team mom and said we weren't coming, she then called me back and said the coach was having an important meeting with the parents.  So, I went..well the coach's meeting was basically saying that they were volunteers and that they felt disrespected at the game on Sat...blah blah blah..I pulled the coach aside and told her my feelings..(and I actually did it pretty nicely, no yelling at all)..told her that my nephew (7) had heard her team mom's talking about me in the dugout and I didn't appreciate it..she said "and you believe what a 7 year old tells you??"  I retorted what reason did he have to lie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to her about what was said after the game and the way I felt about someone talking that way to a group of 4-6 year olds...she said they had NEVER had a parent complain blah blah blah..oh yeah well THIS parent was complaining...I told her my kids would NOT play on that team..so, I took them out and went to the director (?) of the league and requested they be put on a different team..he said to give him a few he would look around and see what he could do...well, that was Monday....this is Wednesday...I'm going to visit with him tonight and find out where the boys can play..I don't care if they win or not, I want them to learn and have fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***EDITED TO ADD*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have moved Connor and Hunter to another team and also 5 MORE players....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-1969524594515174797?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/1969524594515174797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=1969524594515174797&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1969524594515174797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1969524594515174797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2009/04/t-ball.html' title='T-Ball'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-5832523408367379204</id><published>2009-03-02T21:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:47:47.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So, how am I ever going to live this one down???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SaxFcLFUrhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/nYhnXEUYN58/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SaxFcLFUrhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/nYhnXEUYN58/s400/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308694411076742674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think we all know by now that I have SMALL control problems about my car and driving..You did know that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I H.A.T.E. when Steven drives..he constantly makes me hold the door and slam on the imaginary brake.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I did THIS the other day..ran into the durn house.  GAHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he'll hold this over my head..I know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-5832523408367379204?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/5832523408367379204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=5832523408367379204&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5832523408367379204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5832523408367379204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-how-am-i-ever-going-to-live-this-one.html' title='So, how am I ever going to live this one down???'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SaxFcLFUrhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/nYhnXEUYN58/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-9028778167589095359</id><published>2009-01-10T03:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T03:56:03.887+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Food meme...</title><content type='html'>I like this so try it ;d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bolded the one's I've tried...etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;New York pizza&lt;/span&gt;--I would say you can only count this if you've actually eaten it in New York!..went to New York eons ago and ate some..yumm&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hoppin' John&lt;/span&gt;--a must have EVERY new years day for luck, and greens for money...&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;New Mexico green chile&lt;/span&gt;...lived in New Mexico and mom loves them.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Homemade buttermilk biscuits&lt;/span&gt;...yup&lt;br /&gt;5. Tasso..not even sure what this is..&lt;br /&gt;6. Whole Maine lobster&lt;br /&gt;7. Calabash-style shrimp and hushpuppies &lt;br /&gt;8. Kansas City barbecue ribs--in KC, of course :)&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hot glazed Krispy Kreme&lt;/span&gt;--I do love Krispy Kreme's and when I see the hot now sign..well...&lt;br /&gt;10. San Diego fish tacos&lt;br /&gt;11. Cheese curds &lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Key lime pie&lt;/span&gt; (Florida!)...amazingly I'm not a fan of this..&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Philly cheese steak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Memphis pork barbecue sandwich--obviously I've had a pork barbecue sandwich but not a "Memphis" one&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lowcountry boil&lt;/span&gt; --we tend to call this beaufort stew or frogmore stew here..&lt;br /&gt;16. Huckleberry pie&lt;br /&gt;17. New England clam chowder&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Boiled peanuts&lt;/span&gt;--Yep..Yep...Yep..I love mine Cajun boiled.&lt;br /&gt;19. Buffalo (Bison) burger&lt;br /&gt;20. Eggs Benedict&lt;br /&gt;21. Pastrami on rye&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Corned beef and cabbage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pancakes with maple syrup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Everything bagel with cream cheese and tomato&lt;/span&gt;..that's so not everything...&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thin Mints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Frito pie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;27. Potato knish with mustard&lt;br /&gt;28. Silver Queen corn on the cob - good chance I've tried it, but I'm not really up on my various corn varieties (this was the previous blogger's comment but I totally agree)..me three.&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soft pretzel from a street cart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fresh-picked blueberries&lt;/span&gt;--Yum!&lt;br /&gt;31. Sourwood honey&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;State fair funnel cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Chesapeake crab cakes&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Candied yams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Oyster dressing--this IS in TJOC though&lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Snow cone or snowball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Wild Alaskan salmon&lt;br /&gt;38. Sautéed more&lt;br /&gt;39. Persimmon pudding&lt;br /&gt;40. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;General Tso's Chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Frozen custard&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Italian sausage with peppers and onions on a hoagie bun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chili dogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Buffalo wings with blue cheese&lt;/span&gt;...I've had them with blue cheese but I prefer Ranch&lt;br /&gt;45. Spam musubi --I should have eaten this in Japan! I certainly saw it&lt;br /&gt;46. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saltwater taffy-&lt;/span&gt;yummm..they make some of the best here&lt;br /&gt;47. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fluffernutter sandwich on Wonder Bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Black and white cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Frybread&lt;br /&gt;50. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BLT with thick-cut applewood bacon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Baked beans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pumpkin pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Collards with vinegar and Tabasco&lt;/span&gt;..another New Years day must have.&lt;br /&gt;54. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tex-Mex fajitas with skirt steak and sautéed peppers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fried green tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Succotash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shrimp and grits&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;58. Hot water cornbread--what is this?&lt;br /&gt;59. Barbecue chicken pizza with red onions&lt;br /&gt;60. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chicken fried steak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Carnitas burrito&lt;br /&gt;62. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Apple butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Geoduck&lt;br /&gt;64. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soft-serve ice cream cone dipped in chocolate shell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pecan pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Catfish supper at a church or fire station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Oysters Rockefeller&lt;br /&gt;68. Homemade cranberry sauce&lt;br /&gt;69. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pimento cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MoonPie washed down with R.C. Cola&lt;/span&gt;ahh brings back memories&lt;br /&gt;71. Pickled watermelon rind&lt;br /&gt;72. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cracker Jacks at the ball game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Smithfield ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Meatloaf and mashed potato blue plate special at diner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Chicken and waffles&lt;br /&gt;76. Po'Boy with many napkins --in New Orleans&lt;br /&gt;77. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Green bean casserole with French's fried onions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Stuffed sopaipillas&lt;br /&gt;79. Turducken&lt;br /&gt;80. Shad roe on toast&lt;br /&gt;81. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sweet potato casserole with or without marshmallows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Cioppino&lt;br /&gt;83. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;New York cheesecake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Pan-fried river trout&lt;br /&gt;85. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jambalaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;North Carolina pig pickin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;California rolls-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Burgou&lt;br /&gt;89. Penuche fudge&lt;br /&gt;90. Fried peanut butter and banana sandwich&lt;br /&gt;91. Scrapple or livermush&lt;br /&gt;92. Elk medallions in red wine reduction&lt;br /&gt;93. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Muscadine grapes&lt;/span&gt; ..makes a great wine also ;0&lt;br /&gt;94. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cheeseburger at backyard barbecue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Open-face turkey sandwich&lt;br /&gt;96. Chicago deep dish pizza&lt;br /&gt;97. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cobb salad-&lt;/span&gt;-the least healthy "salad"&lt;br /&gt;98. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Peach pie a la mode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Macaroni and cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Root beer float&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-9028778167589095359?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/9028778167589095359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=9028778167589095359&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/9028778167589095359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/9028778167589095359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2009/01/food-meme.html' title='Food meme...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-2197211193682583709</id><published>2008-12-24T18:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T18:52:02.152+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SVJ1ktebZDI/AAAAAAAAAII/8eJ8NX64-x0/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SVJ1ktebZDI/AAAAAAAAAII/8eJ8NX64-x0/s400/075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283414586401973298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Charleston, South Carolina (for those of you snowbound..notice no snow, no ice, heck it's in the 70's again today..woohooo..GO OUTSIDE KIDS...sorry that was me telling the kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho..My sister and her man brought the kids to the Holiday Festival of Lights in James Island last night and they got to see Santa..(who upset Connor because Connor couldn't bring him home..yes I need something else in this house..2 dogs, 2 cats, 4 kids..~~did I say 4...wait a minute I seem to have another one..no I'm not preggers I think my nephew moved in when i wasn't looking..~~  and a Santa..)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SVJ2fGo3IHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6gVQJx4scIQ/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SVJ2fGo3IHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6gVQJx4scIQ/s400/052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283415589589033074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho..back again Friday and a Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-2197211193682583709?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/2197211193682583709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=2197211193682583709&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2197211193682583709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2197211193682583709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-christmas-eve.html' title='Happy Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SVJ1ktebZDI/AAAAAAAAAII/8eJ8NX64-x0/s72-c/075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-619069230892534769</id><published>2008-12-23T02:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T02:38:56.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh hear those sleigh bells ring-a-ling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xc6.xanga.com/a91d3b052113593900984/q65528850.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 99px; height: 99px;" src="http://xc6.xanga.com/a91d3b052113593900984/q65528850.bmp" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh here it is Christmas time at La Casa Del Moore...and the kids are &lt;s&gt;hellions&lt;/s&gt; sweet lil angels.  It's Day one of Winter Break or as I like to call it.."the week of hell"..you may think these &lt;s&gt;hellions&lt;/s&gt; angels are all sugar and spice blah blah blah..but I know the truth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually today wasn't that bad...We got up around 7 a.m. (ok noonish) and proceded to &lt;s&gt;clean&lt;/s&gt; sit on our asses and do nothing all day until Connor took it upon himself to clean the stove...(have to love my little clean freak) then they DEMANDED I cook dinner..hahahah so I threw some chicken nuggets in the oven and said..done..minions...done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I have time (can remember) tommorrow I'm going to post my Christmas letter to all of you that I didn't send out Christmas cards to this year and take a pic of me and the minions...you know if they haven't duct taped me to anything and set the house on fire..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-619069230892534769?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/619069230892534769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=619069230892534769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/619069230892534769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/619069230892534769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-hear-those-sleigh-bells-ring-ling.html' title='Oh hear those sleigh bells ring-a-ling...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-1984330426863270141</id><published>2008-11-24T17:13:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T17:23:09.331+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Steven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SSrTwLKdpzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qGG_IWcWk-A/s1600-h/IMG_4533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SSrTwLKdpzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qGG_IWcWk-A/s400/IMG_4533.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272259138374444850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've decided that it's Thankful week at Casa del I'vegonecrazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up is Steven...I am thankful for Steven because he is who he is.  He saved me..seriously..I was leading a messed up life when he decided that I was no longer 'best friend' material...more like 'wife' material.  He moved me and Kat from Charleston to Oklahoma.  He got me out of the life I was leading and into a better one..hence becoming the beautiful person I am today...one who has a DEGREE hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven is currently serving in who the hell knows where, but he's safe..as a matter of fact he's meeting celebs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SSrUtPvAnYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/S-stJ0F6S4o/s1600-h/Alex+Quaid+%26+Capt+Moore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SSrUtPvAnYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/S-stJ0F6S4o/s400/Alex+Quaid+%26+Capt+Moore.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272260187573493122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is him with Alex Quaid..she is a CNN reporter...hmm my hard working hubby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-1984330426863270141?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/1984330426863270141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=1984330426863270141&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1984330426863270141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1984330426863270141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/11/steven.html' title='Steven'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SSrTwLKdpzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qGG_IWcWk-A/s72-c/IMG_4533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-5222307931446409115</id><published>2008-11-11T20:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:03:18.497+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh mio Oh my-o...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:3ui-6H1J1y_LZM:http://bp2.blogger.com/_tLE0Uqvk9Lc/R1J05vekmuI/AAAAAAAABnk/UMJRNMC5buA/s1600-R/LostMind.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 46px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:3ui-6H1J1y_LZM:http://bp2.blogger.com/_tLE0Uqvk9Lc/R1J05vekmuI/AAAAAAAABnk/UMJRNMC5buA/s1600-R/LostMind.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lordy, lordy I'm losing my ever-lovin mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I came in from taking Kat to the bus-stop and 'thought' I smelled cologne, a man's cologne..so what do I do??  I dialed 9-1 on my phone and held it (you know so i could dial the other one if I needed to) while I checked my house out to see if there was someone here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk upstairs..don't smell it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk downstairs..still smell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk upstairs again..don't smell it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downstairs still smell it..can't figure out where it's coming from...the dog meanwhile is looking at me like I've lost my everloving mind..(I have)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 3 minutes later it occurs to me..duh..it's the plug in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scared the hell out of myself for nothing..SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-5222307931446409115?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/5222307931446409115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=5222307931446409115&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5222307931446409115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5222307931446409115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-mio-oh-my-o.html' title='Oh mio Oh my-o...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-3972274058020996466</id><published>2008-11-04T02:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T02:55:59.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Mia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SQ-rWu5-13I/AAAAAAAAAHw/f_PZ7F4U464/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SQ-rWu5-13I/AAAAAAAAAHw/f_PZ7F4U464/s200/018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264614896456095602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat's chorus had their first concert tonight..They did a melody of songs from Mama Mia...it was really good and nice...long though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This was for Steven) :D...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-3972274058020996466?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/3972274058020996466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=3972274058020996466&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3972274058020996466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3972274058020996466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/11/mama-mia.html' title='Mama Mia...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SQ-rWu5-13I/AAAAAAAAAHw/f_PZ7F4U464/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-8419029297048819345</id><published>2008-10-27T18:04:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:19:25.264+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend in Pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SQX0_ZD8isI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IXgpv7tfIqk/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SQX0_ZD8isI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IXgpv7tfIqk/s200/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261881109548665538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie learned to ride her bike..only two wheels..woohoo..took her all of 1 min..seriously she just hopped on and went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SQX12__SOwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/w2WgDYdg7xU/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SQX12__SOwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/w2WgDYdg7xU/s200/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261882064890903298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a wedding...(notice Connor there 'posing')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SQX2YBl8zvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/aHeMpszawLg/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SQX2YBl8zvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/aHeMpszawLg/s200/062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261882632257195762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the kids at home after the wedding..please notice who 'caught' the bouquet..she actually fought and older woman for it hoo boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SQX36JM7D_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/FlaUNbU-tyY/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SQX36JM7D_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/FlaUNbU-tyY/s200/068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261884317926887410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the pumpkin carving..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-8419029297048819345?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/8419029297048819345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=8419029297048819345&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8419029297048819345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8419029297048819345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-weekend-in-pictures.html' title='My Weekend in Pictures...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SQX0_ZD8isI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IXgpv7tfIqk/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-2280088814506876288</id><published>2008-10-22T20:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:19:10.946+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew what a week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SP9tgaZGmOI/AAAAAAAAAHI/VwwCSBhpNt0/s1600-h/Kat+alien.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SP9tgaZGmOI/AAAAAAAAAHI/VwwCSBhpNt0/s200/Kat+alien.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260043293399881954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture has nothing to do with today's post, The 13 year old threatened to disown me if I posted this so...go ahead sweetie..and don't fret I will save this one for your wedding day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho's on Monday my dogs ran off (both of them.  First of all I have a full blooded husky who's pure white and a heavy footed heifer...I mean Jack Russell Terrier. I couldn't find them anywhere...well I thought OK if noone picks them up and decides to keep them then they'll come home..No come home on Monday, the kids were devasted.  I kept getting up and checking the door ALL night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday they still didn't come home and I started to look for bodies on the side of the road.  Tuesday night we got a phone call that a couple about a mile or so away had them.  Picked them up and she even said that we were lucky she picked them up because someone else may have tried to keep them because they were so sweet and beautiful...Kids are Happy, I am Happy, Hubby is Happy.  Worst week ever turned to Best Week Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have to bathe them ....good luck us..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-2280088814506876288?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/2280088814506876288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=2280088814506876288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2280088814506876288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2280088814506876288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/10/whew-what-week.html' title='Whew what a week...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SP9tgaZGmOI/AAAAAAAAAHI/VwwCSBhpNt0/s72-c/Kat+alien.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-2719771052397573581</id><published>2008-10-18T00:03:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T00:04:10.756+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN KIDS</title><content type='html'>So, I've got a huge spot of RED food dye on my carpet (carpet in the house i'm renting...) anyone know how to get it out..or am I just SOL and have to buy a new room of carpet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-2719771052397573581?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/2719771052397573581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=2719771052397573581&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2719771052397573581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2719771052397573581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/10/damn-kids.html' title='DAMN KIDS'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-1608885173699129644</id><published>2008-10-16T01:51:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T02:06:50.054+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Mommy day..</title><content type='html'>I was a bad bad mommy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the kids out of school early and took advantage of the beautiful day and took them to the beach!!!  I figured it was probably one of the last nice days we were going to have this season..so I took advantage of it..Call it a MENTAL HEALTH DAY.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Connor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SPaDNwMaW9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/dmPG1gVRcdk/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SPaDNwMaW9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/dmPG1gVRcdk/s200/026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257533887300131794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Lizzie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SPaEagdnaaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/h2ghdzVEvwI/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SPaEagdnaaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/h2ghdzVEvwI/s200/012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257535205927250338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Katherine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SPaFAddRbeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ab-pfgU6dRE/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SPaFAddRbeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ab-pfgU6dRE/s200/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257535857955532258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-1608885173699129644?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/1608885173699129644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=1608885173699129644&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1608885173699129644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1608885173699129644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/10/bad-mommy-day.html' title='Bad Mommy day..'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SPaDNwMaW9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/dmPG1gVRcdk/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-5331783564007760698</id><published>2008-10-13T23:15:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:24:48.701+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My new house...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SPO7AxJZ5TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/81bbDyUQZ6c/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SPO7AxJZ5TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/81bbDyUQZ6c/s200/027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256750811938678066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my new house for those who care..it's so pretty and Big.  I haven't lived in such a nice house since FOREVER... Only problem is the county it's in.  We will HAVE to move next year before Katherine starts High School (OMG am I that old???)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SPO7-BxXstI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_s6-V6HyZe0/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SPO7-BxXstI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_s6-V6HyZe0/s200/015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256751864373293778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the kids in the 'pool'.  This is their Favorite part of the house.  Should be mine too with a good glass of wine, but I haven't gotten to get in it yet as I've been LAZY.  Heck, according to some I "should" be totally unpacked but gah...why unpack until I need the item..or I might have to get off of my Lazy Bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tommorrow I'll post pics of the dining room (haha it's the only 'clean' room here.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-5331783564007760698?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/5331783564007760698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=5331783564007760698&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5331783564007760698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5331783564007760698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-new-house.html' title='My new house...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/SPO7AxJZ5TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/81bbDyUQZ6c/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-3775224475969446620</id><published>2008-09-24T00:10:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:13:44.286+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><content type='html'>Ahh well, I've moved into the new house (pics to come when I unpack...you know Aprilish). I've discovered I have a lot of stuff...A lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are doing good:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat is staying with ma and pa so she can go to a different counties school..(the school for this county is AWFUL...I'm afraid to send her to it..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie is Lizzie..she is the little momma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Connor well let me tell you about Connor:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today out of his mouth comes:  "My Penis is Big...My daddy's penis is really big"...needless to say we died laughing.  Of course my hubs thinks this was the greatest..made him feel really good..wonder why???  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to take an outside pic of the house at least tommorrow...ish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-3775224475969446620?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/3775224475969446620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=3775224475969446620&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3775224475969446620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3775224475969446620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-4553800003224295569</id><published>2008-09-09T23:38:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:41:15.293+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh so sweet...</title><content type='html'>Guess what I got today???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO not that,  Stacy get your mind out of the gutter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not that either...Jennifer I would like one of those..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a single Red Rose from Steven with the sweetest note that said "one month down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...back to sniveling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-4553800003224295569?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/4553800003224295569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=4553800003224295569&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4553800003224295569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4553800003224295569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-so-sweet.html' title='Oh so sweet...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-3371130878158927808</id><published>2008-09-05T16:12:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:24:54.309+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A tropical storm is coming...oh my</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kk.org/streetuse/m_and_m%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.kk.org/streetuse/m_and_m%27s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get supplies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fireflyvodka.com/images/site/Tenn_Fest_Sweet_Tea.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.fireflyvodka.com/images/site/Tenn_Fest_Sweet_Tea.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.leaderpharma.com/ProdImages/tylenol-extra-strenght-500mg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.leaderpharma.com/ProdImages/tylenol-extra-strenght-500mg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea and the kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ??'s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-3371130878158927808?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/3371130878158927808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=3371130878158927808&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3371130878158927808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3371130878158927808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/09/tropical-storm-is-comingoh-my.html' title='A tropical storm is coming...oh my'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-8886278743481269147</id><published>2008-09-03T19:39:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T19:54:58.082+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The kids and Cats New TOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.overstock.com/images/products/0/48/48590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://cdn.overstock.com/images/products/0/48/48590.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I found myself in a precarious position the other night (hey Steven is deployed for a year don't judge!!) and found myself in one of those stores where I saw the cutest durn vibrator you EVER saw in your life.  It was called a mini mini rabbit..Well, I just had to have it...not for me mind you, because I really didn't think it would do the job, but I thought it would be the greatest toy for the cats...and buddy it is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should see the when you put him on the hardwood floor and he hops across the floor and the cat (okay maybe just Buster as Boy Boy more looks at you like a fool and you bothered his nap).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course when you have a cat toy, it automatically becomes a kids toy,  They seem to love it....they love to put it on the floor and turn it on and make it hop everywhere, they put it in the car and put it behind my back in the seat and laugh...and put it in the middle section near my elbow and think that's funny too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it was a cheap fun toy...what can we say and ohhh so cute....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-8886278743481269147?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/8886278743481269147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=8886278743481269147&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8886278743481269147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8886278743481269147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/09/kids-and-cats-new-toy.html' title='The kids and Cats New TOY'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-6817441256259262401</id><published>2008-08-26T17:03:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T17:13:41.769+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Hello...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://web2.modmyprofile.com/mmc/i-miss/hello-i-miss-you.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://web2.modmyprofile.com/mmc/i-miss/hello-i-miss-you.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back by popular demand (thanks Stacy I missed you too..and honey I always miss you and those dreams I've been having wooo..let me tell you...OH MY)..anyway.  I made it back to the states and feel 110% better lately.  I've come to the conclusion I am a beach girl I NEED TO BE NEAR THE BEACH (or at least within 30 miles.).  Other than having to deal with my CRAZY family..(and they are CRAZY) things are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so here's what's happened since I've gotten home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  Kat (13 year old) got her first period...and that really helped her attitude 300%..she is totally a different child.  Before this she was a walking bag of hormones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  I rented a beautiful house..I move in Sept. 15.. I'll post pics when I move in and get my stuff in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  Kids started school..YAY!!!  Quiet is not overrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  I made Amanda's boyfriend cry...(might tell you about that tommorrow.)  don't want to ruin your opinion that I'm all sweet and innocent and all...ya know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-6817441256259262401?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/6817441256259262401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=6817441256259262401&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/6817441256259262401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/6817441256259262401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-hello.html' title='Well Hello...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-8814451140643725526</id><published>2008-06-10T07:44:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T07:58:17.080+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shawnwilson.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/sick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://shawnwilson.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/sick.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am miserable...utterly miserable with a 'summer cold' ...who knew..they knock you down worse than a winter cold.  I think because it's so nice outside..(and yes it's nice here in Germany right now...I know..I'm surprised too..let's hope nice holds out until Friday when we go to Phantasialand where I spend way too much too get in..think along the lines of Disney World...and then Steven bitches about it (Don't lie Steven you know you will...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really (have I mentioned really yet) don't want to go, but the oldest is going the youngest want to go and I kind of thought it would be funner to go with my troop however my troop isn't going now, it's only a couple of us..and my cheap gene has kicked in.  I know I have a lot to pay for since I leave here July 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dp.net.my/blog/uploaded_images/stressed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.dp.net.my/blog/uploaded_images/stressed1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a drink and it's only 8 am..is that too early for wine??  My friend Jennifer would say no...so I say no..except I shipped all the good wine..shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://kiw.imgag.com/imgag/product/full/eu/3129396f.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://kiw.imgag.com/imgag/product/full/eu/3129396f.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-8814451140643725526?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/8814451140643725526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=8814451140643725526&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8814451140643725526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8814451140643725526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/06/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-5369789397540826479</id><published>2008-06-06T09:58:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T10:07:28.013+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One-Hundred and Ninety-Two</title><content type='html'>**The Return**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you drink soda/pop/coke, do you prefer to drink it from the bottle, a can, or after pouring it into a cup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm I really don't care, now that I can't drink soda since I'm on the meds that make all soda's flat and all..but I to not care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What television show are you willing to stay up late to watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate Housewives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name one person, place, or thing you think of as brilliant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, and sorry Honey, but I think of my friend Chanel as absolutely Brilliant...she is one of the smartest people I know..just sit down and have a conversation with her one day, she truly is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be willing to work 4 10-hour days instead of 5 8-hour days in order to save gas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a SAHM and college student, so I don't waste much gas...I'm good :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a superhero, what would you call yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm can I be superwoman...at least this year I will be..my husband deployed for a Year, 15 months to be exact, yesterday, so I get to do it all..be mommy, daddy, etc..for my kids..such is the nature of the military.  And we do it because we love them...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=06Jun2008&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-5369789397540826479?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/5369789397540826479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=5369789397540826479&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5369789397540826479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5369789397540826479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/06/fridays-feast-one-hundred-and-ninety.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One-Hundred and Ninety-Two'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-6353506393315191266</id><published>2008-05-20T07:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T07:39:33.568+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Xanax anyone?? anyone?? anyone?? Otherwise know as **HEY STEVE LOOK I"M BLOGGING IN MAY***</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:uXDu8dIbCq-ONM:http://benzotruth.freehosting.net/img/xanax2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:uXDu8dIbCq-ONM:http://benzotruth.freehosting.net/img/xanax2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last bit of the title was for my DH friends--sorry about the shouting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a slack, slack blogger, but in my defense ALOT has been going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**We got packed out this week...(all of my stuff is on it's way to Charleston as we &lt;s&gt;speak&lt;/s&gt; type.  (I'll have to post pictures of the BEAUTIFUL government furniture that we are loaned until we leave...hey you own it--you better like it!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve leaves soon for his deployment of a year, which in all actuality turns out to be 430 days when you add in the pre-training, etc that goes on.  In Becky's mind he's going to the Caribbean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an AWFUL class this semester...it's a history of women in the arts class...I really thought I would enjoy it, and I took it because it is out of my realm and was something I was interested in, however the teacher is a BITCH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***OHHHH Steve bought me a new car, I get to pick it up when I go to Charleston...BRAND FLIPPIN SPANKING NEW...I've never had a BRAND NEW CAR that I get to put one of the first (well the first 10) miles on it...I'm excited...well there is a backstory to that one, but hey another day..I've already bored you enough for a Monday--or Tuesday...whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-6353506393315191266?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/6353506393315191266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=6353506393315191266&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/6353506393315191266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/6353506393315191266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/05/xanax-anyone-anyone-anyone-otherwise.html' title='Xanax anyone?? anyone?? anyone?? Otherwise know as **HEY STEVE LOOK I&quot;M BLOGGING IN MAY***'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-1488680933375185197</id><published>2008-04-23T17:09:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T17:23:55.876+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do all the days go???</title><content type='html'>Does it ever seem like you life just seems to go by so durn fast...I woke up this morning and discovered boom it was Wednesday...WHAT???  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY???  where did you go???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY???  again???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I cooked dinner one of those days didn't I???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie went to Daisy's on Monday...ok well that was one of those days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho...ughhhhh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so by my calculations tomorrow is ummm THURSDAY???? right and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY is the day I go on a girl's shopping trip where I will be buying Polish Pottery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.andreaspolishpottery.com/Copy_of_APPwelcomePic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.andreaspolishpottery.com/Copy_of_APPwelcomePic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-1488680933375185197?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/1488680933375185197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=1488680933375185197&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1488680933375185197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1488680933375185197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/04/where-do-all-days-go.html' title='Where do all the days go???'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-4991859803885947288</id><published>2008-04-16T12:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T12:56:15.639+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bad Mother of the Year Day</title><content type='html'>Or why I should rename my blog "One Bad Mother"  ****Not meant to be an offense if you have a blog named one bad mother..I did a google but didn't see one..but hey I thought we already established it EONS ago my expertise in the whole computer era...(re NONE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**and wow..never try to "edit" using that whole ABC checkmark on the blog because it'll just red everyflippin thing on your post...***back to my original post now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anywhere where was I, oh yes..my bad motherness..drinking wine at 8 am??? --well..it's 5'0 clock somewhere..get off my back..seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday...we had pre-op for Connor and we go to the German hospital..I thought we'd be in/out in an hour..didn't make contingency plans for the kids...and 5 flippin hours later I was calling everyone we knew to find someone to pick up Lizzie from school and keep her until we got home.  Well, the person we got misunderstood and thought we meant today and let her walk home with the neighbors child who thank goodness let her stay and play for a good Hour and a HALF..MEANWHILE the 13 YEAR old was missing..(OK with her friend but still I had ASKED her nicely to be home..and the kicker her (ok kicker 1) I PAY her every time she babysits her brother and/or sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kicker 2:  I had to cancel the surgery because he was running a fever last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kicker 3:  He is FINE today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-4991859803885947288?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/4991859803885947288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=4991859803885947288&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4991859803885947288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4991859803885947288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-bad-mother-of-year-day.html' title='My Bad Mother of the Year Day'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-3286420495047946829</id><published>2008-04-14T19:29:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T19:34:39.077+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Manic Monday Part Two (or is it Too, or To???)</title><content type='html'>El casa del Becky is up and running this week....I finished finals and papers last week --and start new classes this week (MY VERY LAST ONES!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have our dates (not set in stone per say but set in wet sand LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 26th-- I'm going to Poland to shop!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 14-16th -- Pack out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 1st -- Steven fly's out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 1.. Becky fly's out...back to the good ole USA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited..I'm ready to get out of here..Now, I need to get out of here...I need to come back to the land of Target!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-3286420495047946829?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/3286420495047946829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=3286420495047946829&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3286420495047946829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3286420495047946829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/04/manic-monday-part-two-or-is-it-too-or.html' title='Manic Monday Part Two (or is it Too, or To???)'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-5856651888895641366</id><published>2008-04-07T17:41:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T20:03:18.502+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday = cuteness overload</title><content type='html'>Ok maybe not for you, but for me...I have finals all week long...so I'll be here sparsly..(hmm rhymes with parsley..sounds like food..works for me...)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonights final is Human Sexuality...tee hee..we get a final in that...too bad Steven is still cut off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did family pics this weekend..I'm only going to post two of them: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kiddos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R_pgrkHl8nI/AAAAAAAAAEY/qHJL6Sspy5Q/s1600-h/Kids+B%26W.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R_pgrkHl8nI/AAAAAAAAAEY/qHJL6Sspy5Q/s200/Kids+B%26W.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186564222416712306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and us...as we should always be seen..notice me trying to choke him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R_phfEHl8oI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aTsKLnrTXWg/s1600-h/Moore+Strangler.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" 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href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/04/monday-cuteness-overload.html' title='Monday = cuteness overload'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R_pgrkHl8nI/AAAAAAAAAEY/qHJL6Sspy5Q/s72-c/Kids+B%26W.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-5239854316027280856</id><published>2008-03-28T07:54:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T08:02:20.324+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred and Eighty-Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the color dark green make you think of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Military Uniforms..hey wash em enough...that's what you think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many cousins do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 15 ish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being highest, how honest are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I'll give myself a 7, as I've learned that sometimes too honest is not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name something that is truly free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing I can think truly free right now is the unconditional love I have for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the letters in the word SPRING, write a sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some&lt;br /&gt;People&lt;br /&gt;Insist&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is &lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=28Mar2008&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-5239854316027280856?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/5239854316027280856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=5239854316027280856&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5239854316027280856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R-pgL0Hl8mI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Qdahagi-FmA/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R-pgL0Hl8mI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Qdahagi-FmA/s200/087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182060077328495202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a few pictures to indulge you to what we woke up to this fine March 26 morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R-pdZkHl8kI/AAAAAAAAAEA/A2myatrhjVk/s1600-h/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R-pdZkHl8kI/AAAAAAAAAEA/A2myatrhjVk/s200/111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182057015016813122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R-peV0Hl8lI/AAAAAAAAAEI/PfAToevwuQg/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R-peV0Hl8lI/AAAAAAAAAEI/PfAToevwuQg/s200/089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182058050103931474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-6420775414986534422?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/6420775414986534422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=6420775414986534422&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/6420775414986534422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/6420775414986534422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-in-like-lionout-like-snowstorm.html' title='March in like a lion....out like a snowstorm???'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R-pgL0Hl8mI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Qdahagi-FmA/s72-c/087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-4807256173617340477</id><published>2008-03-24T19:13:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T19:19:20.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R-fvzEHl8jI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cUGDmh8IG54/s1600-h/eggtree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R-fvzEHl8jI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cUGDmh8IG54/s200/eggtree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181373556871000626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was everyone's Easter..Mine was so-so...It SNOWED here in Germany so we froze our tootsies off.  But everyone had a good day.  I wish I got shots of the baskets the Easter Bunny left before the kiddo's got to them, but alas the kids got to them first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shot above is of the Easter tree I decorated when I was supposed to be hiding eggs for the squadron's Easter egg hunt.  I got a little bored hiding.  There just wasn't enough hiding places, so I went to Easter egg decorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car goes to the Dr. tommorrow as the German Weasels got into it and ate something so they have to check it out..wish me luck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-4807256173617340477?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/4807256173617340477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=4807256173617340477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4807256173617340477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4807256173617340477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-was-everyones-easter.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R-fvzEHl8jI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cUGDmh8IG54/s72-c/eggtree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-5060929441305450025</id><published>2008-03-21T08:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T08:37:49.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred and Eighty-Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given the choice, would you prefer to live in the country or in the city?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the country I think..I'm tired of people ringing my durn doorbell and having to answer it just saying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the cutest kid you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill in the blank: I couldn’t believe it when I heard ___________.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I would graduate with my BS in June of this Year after only being out of high school for 17 years!!!!! go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could star in a commercial for one of your favorite products, which one would you want to advertise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new favorite scent in laundry softener..it's the green snuggle..smells like apple, but it's melon..yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type(s) of vitamins and/or supplements do you take on a regular basis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old, so I take a women's pack of multi-vitamin..it's about 5 in all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=21Mar2008&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-5060929441305450025?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/5060929441305450025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=5060929441305450025&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5060929441305450025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5060929441305450025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/03/fridays-feast-one-hundred-and-eighty_21.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One Hundred and Eighty-Four'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-4535590429213582882</id><published>2008-03-17T20:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:53:45.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patty's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:yARxBTV2kP0diM:http://www.porterfieldsfineart.com/josephholodook/images/leprechaun72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:yARxBTV2kP0diM:http://www.porterfieldsfineart.com/josephholodook/images/leprechaun72.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Wish for a Friend&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;For sunlight after showers—&lt;br /&gt;Miles and miles of Irish smiles&lt;br /&gt;For golden happy hours—&lt;br /&gt;Shamrocks at your doorway&lt;br /&gt;For luck and laughter too,&lt;br /&gt;And a host of friends that never ends&lt;br /&gt;Each day your whole life through!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-4535590429213582882?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/4535590429213582882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=4535590429213582882&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4535590429213582882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4535590429213582882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-st-pattys-day.html' title='Happy St. Patty&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-1734870862149651116</id><published>2008-03-14T07:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T07:40:09.203+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred and Eighty-Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1-10 (with 10 as highest), how much do you like your own handwriting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say about a 8...I have pretty nice handwriting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer baths or showers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bath..alone with no kids screaming mommy I need a bath too then getting in with me and all of a sudden I'm a road for their truck, or a jumping off point for the duck or whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last bad movie you watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin City...no my hubs was watching one the other night he said it was good and I couldn't get into it...Meeting your Saints..or What to do with your Saints..something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;Name something you are addicted to and describe how it affects your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you can almost say I have an addiction to my computer and sometimes I'd rather be on here than well cleaning or anything else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which instrument is your favorite to listen to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piano...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=14Mar2008&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-1734870862149651116?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/1734870862149651116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=1734870862149651116&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1734870862149651116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1734870862149651116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/03/fridays-feast-one-hundred-and-eighty_14.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One Hundred and Eighty-Three'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-5487844321696812275</id><published>2008-03-12T18:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T19:02:02.947+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Spiderman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R9gaiRT-khI/AAAAAAAAADw/tuOSidXspaM/s1600-h/181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R9gaiRT-khI/AAAAAAAAADw/tuOSidXspaM/s320/181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176916947727454738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff Said!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-5487844321696812275?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/5487844321696812275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=5487844321696812275&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5487844321696812275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5487844321696812275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/03/meet-spiderman.html' title='Meet Spiderman'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R9gaiRT-khI/AAAAAAAAADw/tuOSidXspaM/s72-c/181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-2784867287681084177</id><published>2008-03-10T21:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:35:13.299+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Diamonds are a girls best friend ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.michaelcfina.com/images/featured/diamonds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.michaelcfina.com/images/featured/diamonds.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a brat, call me spoiled rotten, whatever..but hubby and I are sitting here arguing right now because...(sit down) he wants to buy me diamonds and I DON'T want them.  I'm so picky about my diamonds and to be honest I wouldn't wear them anywhere.  He thinks I'm being selfish and I should think about my children and leave them something to hand down to them.  WHAT??? Buy something so it can sit around until I die and then give it to my kids???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather spend the money on something I actually want..a new couch, a new dining room table???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day at the spa with no kids by myself--with no kids -- quiet --have I mentioned no kids yet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am I being absolutely unreasonable because I just don't want diamonds...oh and I think I hurt his feelings because I told him that the pair of pearl earrings he bought for me I didn't like...because I just don't wear earrings.  He expects me to pay attention to him and what his likes and dislikes are but he doesn't even notice I hardly wear jewelry and when I do I like to wear unusual kinds not sparkly glittery stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-2784867287681084177?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/2784867287681084177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=2784867287681084177&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2784867287681084177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2784867287681084177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/03/diamonds-are-girls-best-friend.html' title='Diamonds are a girls best friend ???'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-8354443870998456578</id><published>2008-03-07T08:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:14:16.842+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred and Eighty-Two.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could be any current celebrity for one whole week, who would you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I want to be Matthew McConnahey's arm candy.  Nuff Said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1-10 (with 10 being highest), how much do you enjoy talking on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about a 6 on the phone but I'd rather talk to you in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a charitable organization to which you have donated (or would like to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband has money taken out of his paychecks to a bunch of charities so I honestly can't say what charities we donate too..I think there are about 5 in there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a food you like so much you could eat it every single day for a month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bannana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you or anyone in your family had the flu this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the sky gray and overcast and my cat sitting on my arm??? yes ....LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=07Mar2008&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-8354443870998456578?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/8354443870998456578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=8354443870998456578&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8354443870998456578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8354443870998456578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/03/fridays-feast-one-hundred-and-eighty.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One Hundred and Eighty-Two.'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-8884901335585049608</id><published>2008-02-29T14:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:50:13.325+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred and Eighty-One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hugged Lizzie earlier this afternoon..she doesn't feel well today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share a beauty or grooming trick or tip with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently to lose weight use topamax...LOL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the color yellow make you think of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would it be bad to say pee???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to make your living as a photographer, what subject would your pictures revolve around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kids because they are so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the longest book you ever read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember...but it was around 8-900 pages &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=29Feb2008&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-8884901335585049608?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/8884901335585049608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=8884901335585049608&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8884901335585049608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8884901335585049608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/02/fridays-feast-one-hundred-and-eighty_29.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One Hundred and Eighty-One'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-3723985314055361035</id><published>2008-02-28T16:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T16:37:45.691+01:00</updated><title type='text'>From:  One tired exhausted mom</title><content type='html'>I think I may have bitten of more than I can proverbially chew this semester.  I am so damn tired and my classes are so intensive!!!!  I am doing a paper or 2 a week.  Add that to the fact that I have to post to some 2 conference in each class (there are 3), I am overrun.  Right now I'm trying to get the kids to help out by just being quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Y'all can quit laughing now!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, they've put me back on my topamax prescription as I'm allergic to my house.  Here's the dealio there.  On topamax I lose weight, so I have to take a supplement (ensure, boost, whatever??)  yay me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a nap..anyone want to come give me one???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-3723985314055361035?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/3723985314055361035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=3723985314055361035&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3723985314055361035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3723985314055361035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/02/from-one-tired-exhausted-mom.html' title='From:  One tired exhausted mom'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-773944642662228799</id><published>2008-02-26T18:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T18:40:58.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I swear.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cottontimer.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/01/no_swearing.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.cottontimer.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/01/no_swearing.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot apparently.  No, not really my friend Jen swears alot more than me so I figure I'm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho...exactly how did we get on the subject??  Oh well here goes...I was 'informed' that a lady doesn't swear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by who??  oh the six year old diva that lives in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The offending word:   CRAP!!!  So, damn it lets remember I'm a lady??? oh wait that wasn't a question..one more try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lady&lt;br /&gt;I don't swear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after you quit choking...back to your regularly scheduled programming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-773944642662228799?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/773944642662228799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=773944642662228799&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/773944642662228799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/773944642662228799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-swear.html' title='I swear.....'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-4663883298553203892</id><published>2008-02-22T10:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T10:13:57.445+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred and Eighty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever played a practical joke on anyone?  If so, what did you do and who was your victim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years ago my child asked for a DS for Christmas, so I got one that was filled with gummies--wrapped it and put it under the tree.  (Her real DS was hidden in another box)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your salt and pepper shakers look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regular ole salt and pepper shakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the next place you plan to visit (on vacation or business)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think in a few weeks we are going to do a weekend in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of lotion or cream do you use to keep your hands from getting too dry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many lotions...I love to buy Bath and Body Works so I have a variety.  Whatever I feel like that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make up a dessert, tell us its ingredients, and give it a name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nummy nummy for my tummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grind up a snickers in the grinder&lt;br /&gt;throw it on some vanilla ice cream&lt;br /&gt;drizzle caramel sauce on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=22Feb2008&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-4663883298553203892?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/4663883298553203892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=4663883298553203892&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4663883298553203892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4663883298553203892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/02/fridays-feast-one-hundred-and-eighty.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One Hundred and Eighty.'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-4557292609237490436</id><published>2008-02-20T15:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T16:05:58.394+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One of "those" people??</title><content type='html'>I was on another message board and we were 'discussing' the fact that sometimes we had 'those' neighbors.  You know the one's who you can't stand.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ The one who calls all the time &lt;br /&gt;~~ who expects you to watch their kids at a moments notice.&lt;br /&gt;~~ who always offers to do things for you..that you don't necessarily want them to.&lt;br /&gt;~~ the one's who are just too nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started wondering...Am I one of 'those' people?  Do I not respect personal space?&lt;br /&gt;Do I tell too much personal stuff about myself?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I know I'm probably the last one.  I do not have a filter and sometimes I will tell too much, but hey.  That' me.   As for the rest, I don't think so, but who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this led to a discussion about 'friends' we wish we hadn't made and I've got a couple of those too...but I'm much too nice to 'break-up' with them.  I always worry about hurting other's feelings and well just don't want the drama that goes with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**note to you 'lurkers' who know me...IT's NOT YOU&gt;&gt;...I LIKE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what about you?  do you have those friends?  Are you one of those people?  Am I?  Is that why no-one reads my blog??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go pop open a bottle (or two) of wine and think about this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-4557292609237490436?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/4557292609237490436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=4557292609237490436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4557292609237490436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4557292609237490436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-of-those-people.html' title='One of &quot;those&quot; people??'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-6776454465850660555</id><published>2008-02-19T17:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T17:20:01.404+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So out of it..</title><content type='html'>I'm in a human sexuality class this semester and one of our first assignments was to talk about how the media influences sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm old and apparently don't listen to music or watch TV as people were bring up all kinds of shows and songs that I didn't even know about or hadn't seen.  Shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was a 'hip' mom...you know I listen to that 'superman' song..well at least I did until I found out what it was about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip?? or need a replace hip is what I now think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to change my depends now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-6776454465850660555?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/6776454465850660555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=6776454465850660555&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/6776454465850660555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/6776454465850660555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-out-of-it.html' title='So out of it..'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-392598219177242020</id><published>2008-02-14T15:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T15:08:47.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>I was all set to bitch and whine about my Valentines Day when I had to sit back and reflect...It's not about the presents but about the LOVE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here my friends..I got this in an email and dedicate it to all of you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R7RLHeVs8aI/AAAAAAAAADo/HdewgJLlzxc/s1600-h/Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R7RLHeVs8aI/AAAAAAAAADo/HdewgJLlzxc/s320/Rose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166837264276058530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-392598219177242020?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/392598219177242020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=392598219177242020&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/392598219177242020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/392598219177242020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R7RLHeVs8aI/AAAAAAAAADo/HdewgJLlzxc/s72-c/Rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-2968187453683638211</id><published>2008-02-12T20:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T20:32:06.445+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You want WHO to fix the computer??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yoshi.2yr.net/art/anjil/kills_her_computer.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://yoshi.2yr.net/art/anjil/kills_her_computer.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friends (all two of you) we are having some EVIL computer problems this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  Steven's whole flippin hard drive crashed!!!  We kept getting an 'can't find operating system' message on his computer...bahhhhhhh -- What'll be funny is he has a class in Ramstein the week after next and will have to take my PRETTY pink computer with him to the class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  My vonage router crashed which led to my wireless router crashing...again bahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  I had to reset up the wireless router...me?? that sucks the big one..I hate dealing with computers..thank goodness a friend has offered to come help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN EVIL COMPUTERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT electrically inclined..I don't want to be electrically inclined...I want a man to do it for me damnit...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch Bitch Bitch....Whine Whine Whine....I'm going to go and drown myself with some wine now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-2968187453683638211?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/2968187453683638211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=2968187453683638211&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2968187453683638211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2968187453683638211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-want-who-to-fix-computer.html' title='You want WHO to fix the computer??'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-2765383950991654278</id><published>2008-02-08T09:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T09:33:19.853+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What No Friday's Feast???</title><content type='html'>OHHHHH the horror..what to do ??? what to do??  I know head on over to &lt;a href="http://springraine.blogspot.com/2008/02/freaky-friday-questions.html"&gt;Bethany&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://lfwaterloo.blogspot.com/2008/02/fridays-feast-07.html"&gt;Gabriel's&lt;/a&gt; Blogs..they have nicely put up some questions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Bethany:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; What are some of your favorite websites?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;a href="www.postsecret.blogspot.com"&gt;PostSecret&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onlinesweepstakes.com"&gt;Onlinesweepstakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pogo.com"&gt;Pogo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If you had boy/girl twins today, what would you name them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric and Ariel....hey I like the little mermaid..so sue me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What was your favorite grade in elementary school? Did you have a favorite teacher?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember elementary school..I do remember one teacher who went to Florida once and brought us back alligator gummies though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What types of punishment did your parents use while you were growing up? Which were most effective on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents believed in beating the hell out of us..it worked..there is no more hell in me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Can you parallel park? Did you have to parallel park for your driving exam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO and yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus: Use this site to find where you should live. What are your top 5 and have you ever been to them before? (Sorry the site is hard to see- it is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.findyourspot.com"&gt;http://www.findyourspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Delray Beach, Florida ... no&lt;br /&gt;2.  Miami, Florida.... no&lt;br /&gt;3.  Mobile, Alabama... I think I've driven through it&lt;br /&gt;4.  Biloxi-Gulfport, Mississipi... again..driven through it&lt;br /&gt;5.  Savannah, Georgia...been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for Gabriel's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What would be your most treasured memory of your childhood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was just playing with my sisters and chasing one around with roly-poly's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When was the last time you just 'bit your tongue'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about a week ago...I'm learning to get my filter...go me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Name that silly fact about you that was unknown...until now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL of my closets and doors in my room HAVE to be closed in order for me to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You're a superhero, but with 'non typical' superpowers. What would your super powers be, and what would you like to be called?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH can I be clean girl..where I blink and everythings spotless???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;World Cup final, Olympic Games, Superbowl, World Series, NBA finals, Stanley Cup... which one would you like to play in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world Championship Sleeping Tournament...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=08Feb2008&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-2765383950991654278?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/2765383950991654278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=2765383950991654278&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2765383950991654278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2765383950991654278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-no-fridays-feast.html' title='What No Friday&apos;s Feast???'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-792013864070927965</id><published>2008-02-06T13:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T13:50:35.897+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning...</title><content type='html'>Well, it's dreary and yucky here (again...as usual..it's all the same)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm COLD...COLD...have I mentioned Cold yet??  No.didn't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've decided (been ordered...same diff) to Spring Clean..or as Steven likes to call it...Where the hell did all my stuff go????  Whatever dude...NOONE needs something from 1992 in their house...NOONE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started classes on Monday (started...looked at again the same) and this semester I have &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual Psychology...&lt;br /&gt;Cross-Cultural Psychology&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;Intensive Writing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay me...so when I fall over from studying too hard...Will someone bring me a case of wine???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-792013864070927965?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/792013864070927965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=792013864070927965&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/792013864070927965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/792013864070927965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/02/spring-cleaning.html' title='Spring Cleaning...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-1053271130751642797</id><published>2008-02-01T17:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T17:12:42.541+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred and Seventy Eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite kind of cereal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't necessarily have a 'favorite' since I'm not a breakfast person.  So, I will usually eat whatever if I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you purchased something for your home, what was it, and in which room did it go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bought a brand new rolltop desk and put it in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;What is the funniest commercial you’ve ever seen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep nothing comes to mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;Make up a name for a company by using a spice and an animal (example: Cinnamon Monkey).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garlic Dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;Fill in the blank: I haven’t ______ since ______. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't taken a nap since Monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=01Feb2008&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-1053271130751642797?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/1053271130751642797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=1053271130751642797&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1053271130751642797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1053271130751642797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/02/fridays-feast-one-hundred-and-seventy.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One Hundred and Seventy Eight'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-5748636462512403862</id><published>2008-02-01T17:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T17:03:25.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-5748636462512403862?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/5748636462512403862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=5748636462512403862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5748636462512403862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5748636462512403862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/02/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-5907450769591702326</id><published>2008-01-30T19:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:01:29.587+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Baby Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R6DIPsXbeEI/AAAAAAAAADg/8HO48sO4_LQ/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R6DIPsXbeEI/AAAAAAAAADg/8HO48sO4_LQ/s400/047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161345344899610690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat turns 13 Today!!!!  13 years old...Wow...I can't believe it..I'm the mother of a teenager.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the day she was born.  It was superbowl sunday 1995..I don't remember who was playing except the 49'ers.  She came into this world a screaming and proceeded to pee and poo on the doctor.  He said.."Yep this one has a temper" and put her down for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a beautiful soul.  Loves to read and play games and is one of the most giving children I know.  She will buy her brother and sister something from her money any time they want.  She has a great disposition and is a sweet sweet person.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we have some days, she promptly makes up for it with her 'I'm sorry' hug.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Baby Girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-5907450769591702326?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/5907450769591702326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=5907450769591702326&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5907450769591702326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5907450769591702326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-baby-girl.html' title='Happy Birthday Baby Girl'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R6DIPsXbeEI/AAAAAAAAADg/8HO48sO4_LQ/s72-c/047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-7324823163585054961</id><published>2008-01-28T19:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T19:22:56.755+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I be worried???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:bZJKUkEEiYfuQM:http://customersrock.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:bZJKUkEEiYfuQM:http://customersrock.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/coffee.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last night I had a wee bit of insomnia, woke up at 3:30 to go to the restroom (TMI) and couldn't get back to sleep at all...so anyhooo' around 5:00 I could smell coffee...(and it smelled GOOD) now, I haven't made coffee in my house in over a month..so it wasn't coming from here, and our walls aren't THAT thin...so the only thing I can come up with are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Dear Hubs and/or the cat are now farting in coffee smells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  My new *spideysense* has kicked in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) or I have a new migraine &lt;a href="http://www.migraine-aura.org/content/e27891/e27265/e26585/e26771/index_en.html"&gt;symptom&lt;/a&gt;  -- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you think???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-7324823163585054961?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/7324823163585054961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=7324823163585054961&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7324823163585054961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7324823163585054961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/01/should-i-be-worried.html' title='Should I be worried???'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-2864211327209138309</id><published>2008-01-25T14:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T14:10:51.369+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred and Seventy Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;How many times per day do you usually laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I do live with 3 (make that 4) kids..so ALOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;What do your sunglasses look like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep Dark Secret here..I don't have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;You win a free trip to anywhere on your continent, but you have to travel by train. Where do you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh that's easy since everywhere in Europe is accessible by train..so I'm going to Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;Name one thing you consider a great quality about living in your town/city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the accessibility to the rest of Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;If the sky could be another color, what color do you think would look best? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINK...PINK PINK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now linky here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=25Jan2008&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-2864211327209138309?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/2864211327209138309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=2864211327209138309&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2864211327209138309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2864211327209138309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/01/fridays-feast-one-hundred-and-seventy_25.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One Hundred and Seventy Seven'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-4817823517528343189</id><published>2008-01-22T15:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T15:19:24.219+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm back from being sick this weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Strep-Throat and had 'Mr. Thorough Doctor' he looked at my throat (I had already looked at it) and said he wouldn't put me on anti-biotics unless I tested positive..so he had his person come do a culture..even she looked at my throat and asked if he'd seen it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway had to wait 24 hours for it to come back positive...and they put me on 2000 mg of penicillin a day -- does that seem a bit much to anyone???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling better and have Finals this week...Tonights final is for Computer Ethics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***I should be studying, but seriously what fun would that be???****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't given this class the attention it deserves, but it's hard to when there is really no interaction and the teaching style is not one you like...ughhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho..I guess I'll go work on my cheat sheet right now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-4817823517528343189?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/4817823517528343189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=4817823517528343189&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4817823517528343189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4817823517528343189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/01/few-thoughts.html' title='A Few Thoughts'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-281070604298778794</id><published>2008-01-18T11:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T11:11:41.488+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred and Seventy Six</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite beverage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things that are on your computer desk at home or work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question would be...what isn't on my computer desk...ok here we go...papers, a kids game, and school books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1-10 (with 10 being highest), how honest do you think you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if I said a 10...then what would you say...but I would honestly say a 7...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;If you could change the name of one city in the world, what would you rename it and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm I have no clue.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;What stresses you out? What calms you down? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress -- Kids, Husband...  Calm -- Wine...just kidding a nice warm bath (by myself) with a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=18Jan2008&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-281070604298778794?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/281070604298778794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=281070604298778794&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/281070604298778794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/281070604298778794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/01/friday.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One Hundred and Seventy Six'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-5150001967021759276</id><published>2008-01-15T17:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T17:16:58.769+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1/200</title><content type='html'>This Question came from my very favorite Queen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Germany? Do you speak German?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R4zb4M3uLmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xBKUedWCPzA/s1600-h/173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R4zb4M3uLmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xBKUedWCPzA/s320/173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155737432006471266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this here's a picture out of my back window last week..it is so pretty here..and actually the weather is quite mild...we get *gasp* seasons..-- even if summer is only a week -- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for speaking German...gahhhh...No I can speak very little..I try but I just can't get it..Now ask me to say any cuss word and I'll be good..but real words..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-5150001967021759276?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/5150001967021759276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=5150001967021759276&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5150001967021759276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5150001967021759276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/01/1200.html' title='1/200'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R4zb4M3uLmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xBKUedWCPzA/s72-c/173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-4350353414927379555</id><published>2008-01-14T16:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T16:51:40.275+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Riley Carol Holifield</title><content type='html'>Riley Carol Holified, my only remaining grandfather, died yesterday in Charleston South Carolina of cancer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to post a couple of good memories I have of him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ I remember how one summer we were in South Carolina and I was being a bad little mouth child...(I know hard to think of with me...) and he took me in the room, spanked the bed and told me to scream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ And how that man could COOK!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-4350353414927379555?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/4350353414927379555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=4350353414927379555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4350353414927379555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4350353414927379555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/01/riley-carol-holifield.html' title='Riley Carol Holifield'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-1334227276747281108</id><published>2008-01-12T12:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T12:31:43.143+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sammy's Soldier</title><content type='html'>Sammy's Soldier is a book about a little boy with a dad being deployed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.healinglittleheroes.com/2008/01/win-autographed-copy-of-sammys-soldier.html"&gt;Healing Little Hero's&lt;/a&gt; is a blog holding a contest to give a copy of this book away!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go there and enter to win..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-1334227276747281108?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/1334227276747281108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=1334227276747281108&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1334227276747281108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1334227276747281108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/01/sammys-soldier.html' title='Sammy&apos;s Soldier'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-1515963979862380501</id><published>2008-01-11T10:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T10:34:38.255+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred and Seventy Five.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;What is your middle name? Would you change any of your names if you could? If so, what would you like to be called?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My middle name is Michelle and I would like to be called:  Queen of the Universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;If you were a fashion designer, which fabrics, colors, and styles would you probably use the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, probably black and white because it goes with everything.  but I do love pink...as for fabrics...ummm the kind that looks pretty??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;What is your least favorite chore, and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm all of them...I would rather do anything but...ok probably the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;What is something that really frightens you, and can you trace it back to an event in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have to sleep with all the closets closed.  Not really frightened just have to sleep with them closed and that comes from living in a haunted house with a ghostie who loved to open my closets..(or for you who don't believe..possibly an old house with a bad closet??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;Where are you sitting right now? Name 3 things you can see at this moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my couch...I can see the TV, Christmas decorations that still have to be taken to the basement, and the boy about to get into trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=11Jan2008&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-1515963979862380501?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/1515963979862380501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=1515963979862380501&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1515963979862380501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1515963979862380501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/01/fridays-feast-one-hundred-and-seventy_11.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One Hundred and Seventy Five.'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-1396271411655116468</id><published>2008-01-10T17:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T17:33:34.376+01:00</updated><title type='text'>200</title><content type='html'>Wow my 200th post..who would guess???  I feel this post should be something special...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your 100th post it's customary to do the '100 Things about me' post but I just don't feel like it (and seriously I don't think there's 200 or even 100 interesting facts about me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in keeping with my 100th post tradition..I'll again open this up to whatever questions you want to ask me...(go ahead all two of you) and I'll post the question and answer on the blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-1396271411655116468?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/1396271411655116468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=1396271411655116468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1396271411655116468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1396271411655116468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/01/200.html' title='200'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-5625425072355864346</id><published>2008-01-04T18:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T18:21:14.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Win a Hamilton Beach Food Processor...</title><content type='html'>*** I soo want that!!!***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cowboy’s Wife is having a contest on her food blog! You can win a Hamilton Beach® Stand Mixer and she’ll ship anywhere so everyone is eligible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prize:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamilton Beach 4.5-qt. Eclectrics Stand Mixer, Pineapple Yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner will receive a brand new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cooking.com/products/shprodde.asp?SKU=311380&amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fmywoodenspoon%2Ecom%2F"&gt;Hamilton Beach 4.5-qt. Eclectrics Stand Mixer, Pineapple Yellow!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the mixer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Hamilton Beach’s “Eclectrics” line, this all-metal stand mixer comes with a host of accessories - a Flat Beater for cakes and cookies, a Dough Hook for bread and a Wire Whisk for whipped cream or pudding. The 4.5-qt. stainless steel bowl comes with a Pouring Shield that helps prevent splattering while in operation. The pouring shield has a built-in chute for adding ingredients. Powered by 400 watts, the stand mixer has a two-way mixing action to ensure all ingredients are incorporated into the mix. The quick-release, tilt-up head assists when removing the bowl. 9 x 14 x 14-in. When you’re ready for a kitchen re-do, don’t call in the carpenters! Instead, “counterscape” your kitchen with Hamilton Beach’s retro-designed, affordably priced electrics in happy, sun-saturated colors. Their “Eclectrics” line includes updates to those classic appliances from the 1950s. All of their “Eclectrics” are available in six colors: Apple Green, Moroccan Red, Pineapple Yellow, Intrigue Blue, Sugar White and Licorice Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply copy the paragraph above exactly, with links in place, into your entry post. Leave a comment here on this contest post with the url to your entry. You can earn extra entries by doing the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Stumble this contest post.&lt;br /&gt;    * Blog about this contest copying the paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;    * Subscribe 2&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/mywoodenspoon"&gt; My Wooden Spoon&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;    * Subscribe to my other blogs feed. Here’s the list to those:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subscribe 2 &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/livinthelifeofacowboyswife"&gt;A Cowboy’s Wife&lt;/a&gt; (acowboyswife.com)&lt;br /&gt;Subscribe to &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/bloggingwithcents"&gt;Blogging with Cents&lt;/a&gt; (bloggingcents.com)&lt;br /&gt;Subscribe to &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/resourcesavvy"&gt;Resource Savvy&lt;/a&gt; (resourcesavvy.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-5625425072355864346?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/5625425072355864346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=5625425072355864346&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5625425072355864346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5625425072355864346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/01/win-hamilton-beach-food-processor.html' title='Win a Hamilton Beach Food Processor...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-7994910095461556216</id><published>2008-01-04T12:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T12:19:32.385+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred and Seventy Four</title><content type='html'>**to be known as the where have you been Friday's Feast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you received a surprise in the mail, and what was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm hmmmm....a long time..anyone want to send me a surprise????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;If you could have a summer and/or winter home, where would you want it to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A summer home in Florida...I totally plan to be one of those snow birds or whatever they call them and a winter home in the Alps...why not?  I may not ski, but I can sit in a lodge drinking hot toddies -- err umm chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;Pick one: pineapple, orange, banana, apple, cherry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one??  Ok how about a banana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;Describe the nicest piece of clothing that you own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own a couple of nice sweaters and some party dresses, but honestly I'm a mother of three..two are under 6...nice clothes..ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;If you could forget one whole day from your life, which day would you choose to wipe from your memory? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, I wouldn't wipe any day from my memory as all of them have made me who I am today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=04Jan2008&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-7994910095461556216?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/7994910095461556216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=7994910095461556216&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7994910095461556216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7994910095461556216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/01/fridays-feast-one-hundred-and-seventy.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One Hundred and Seventy Four'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-7113104722921053336</id><published>2008-01-03T10:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T10:53:04.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEN exactly do they go back to school?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/sha0225l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/sha0225l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a L.O.N.G. week here at Casa ala Moore.  The kids are still home on Christmas vacation (seriously Christmas is over--can't they go back to school yet??) So, of course that means fight, whine, fight, whine, fight, Mommy needs some WINE!!!.  Add that to the fact the kids all got sick New Years Eve.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat is still in bed SICK!!!! However I must admit that the absence of teenage hormones these past few days has been nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie just got over being sick...which means back to the incessent whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor -- well lately he's had a plethora of meltdowns...is that normal for a 3 1/2 year old??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mention Steven is on leave this week and seems to be home to annoy me????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is the life I tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-7113104722921053336?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/7113104722921053336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=7113104722921053336&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7113104722921053336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7113104722921053336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-exactly-do-they-go-back-to-school.html' title='WHEN exactly do they go back to school?????'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-8371766573563375160</id><published>2007-12-27T15:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T15:17:43.885+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ala' Moore</title><content type='html'>Ahhh Christmas has come and gone and we can get back to the usual Moore family household things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat in the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;Liz/Connor fighting for the fifteenhundreth time -- today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway our Christmas was good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids (as usual) got way too much and I got what I asked for...so, what did you get..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:SnWmSBaPZrydDM:http://www.comparestoreprices.co.uk/images/jo/john-lewis-knife-block-set-6-piece.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:SnWmSBaPZrydDM:http://www.comparestoreprices.co.uk/images/jo/john-lewis-knife-block-set-6-piece.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--seriously I wanted them...no worries about me throwing them at anyone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:cV86YV-cnBSJpM:http://lh3.google.com/_dIIl33hyRI8/Rkd3tx_eMLI/AAAAAAAAA50/UVdoWq3QMGI/s800/CTG100117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:cV86YV-cnBSJpM:http://lh3.google.com/_dIIl33hyRI8/Rkd3tx_eMLI/AAAAAAAAA50/UVdoWq3QMGI/s800/CTG100117.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 of them...so 8 of you can have nice wine glasses and the rest get well probably the wine cup...sorry.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some new perfume, and a really soft robe from bath and body works....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-8371766573563375160?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/8371766573563375160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=8371766573563375160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8371766573563375160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8371766573563375160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-ala-moore.html' title='Christmas Ala&apos; Moore'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-2408651628055013046</id><published>2007-12-18T12:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T12:45:35.572+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis Better</title><content type='html'>To give than recieve (I heard) so since I'm only thinking of you..I'm providing you the opportunity to feel better about yourself..(See How I think of YOU)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border-collapse:collapse;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed height="320" width="440" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/toys/myTreeLoader.swf?owner=Becky&amp;ownerID=1136708" quality="high" &lt;br /&gt;bgcolor="ffffff" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/app_res/cyomct.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-2408651628055013046?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/2408651628055013046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=2408651628055013046&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2408651628055013046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2408651628055013046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/12/tis-better.html' title='Tis Better'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-5475461334540567442</id><published>2007-12-13T16:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T16:30:59.077+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Time goes by and by and by</title><content type='html'>Is it just me or does time seem to go by fast this time of year...I really don't think I've spent a night at home yet....(oh wait I have, but it doesn't seem that way)  Between BUNCO, BINGO and this party, that party..blah blah blah...I don't have time to do anything!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even throw the you don't HAVE to go to BINGO and BUNCO...because I would have to say..get out yes I do!!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we get to stay at home..(I think)...maybe???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what about you blog world....how's this busy time of the year treating you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-5475461334540567442?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/5475461334540567442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=5475461334540567442&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5475461334540567442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5475461334540567442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/12/time-goes-by-and-by-and-by.html' title='Time goes by and by and by'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-7071024510094054491</id><published>2007-12-07T13:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T13:18:16.827+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred and Seventy One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What was the last game you purchased?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ummmm I think it was a Disney Trivia one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;Name something in which you don’t believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lieing...I absolutely abhor lying to me or anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;If you could choose a celebrity to be your boss, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ummmm, how about Matthew McConahey...the hottie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;What was a lesson you had to learn the hard way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes no matter how hard you try, people just aren't going to like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;Describe your idea of the perfect relaxation room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of partial to a good bath, with a candle and a good book...and no kids...did I mention no kids yet???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to take the kids to the parade, but when I get back I'll visit everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=07Dec2007&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-7071024510094054491?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/7071024510094054491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=7071024510094054491&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7071024510094054491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7071024510094054491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/12/fridays-feast-one-hundred-and-seventy.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One Hundred and Seventy One'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-4360783913055180741</id><published>2007-12-05T20:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T20:18:23.099+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Star vs Angel?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:wJ9Y8uyzs2_GsM:http://www.mrwhitechristmas.com/images/products/37264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:wJ9Y8uyzs2_GsM:http://www.mrwhitechristmas.com/images/products/37264.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     VS.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:YKSVsnk_BfWI3M:http://www.aokcorral.com/pmpre/images/angel_wings/angel_wings_image3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:YKSVsnk_BfWI3M:http://www.aokcorral.com/pmpre/images/angel_wings/angel_wings_image3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my bloggy friends and people who read my blog (all three of you...) what do you put on top of your tree...(providing you have one) or if you don't celebrate Christmas what would you????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, I want an Angel always always (have I mentioned always yet????) an Angel.  I think it's pretty and I like it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven on the other hand wants a Star and we've never had a Star on top of our tree.  This year he used Lizzie to get his way....yes, he talked her into a Star, so I being the big pushover I am ordered her one of Ebay.  So, we took down the Angel and now have a Star on the tree...it just doesn't look the same to me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-4360783913055180741?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/4360783913055180741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=4360783913055180741&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4360783913055180741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4360783913055180741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/12/star-vs-angel.html' title='Star vs Angel?????'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-8069387328766304804</id><published>2007-12-04T21:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:16:10.570+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurt Feelings..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://usera.imagecave.com/jmkinnard/kickin_ass/KickMe.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://usera.imagecave.com/jmkinnard/kickin_ass/KickMe.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that sign up there??? It's apparently the one that on my back today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feelings are VERY hurt right now...I thought I was doing something nice and all I've gotten is attitude and grief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-8069387328766304804?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/8069387328766304804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=8069387328766304804&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8069387328766304804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8069387328766304804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/12/hurt-feelings.html' title='Hurt Feelings..'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-7803235110728958476</id><published>2007-12-03T20:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:21:21.913+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chestnut's Roasting on an open fire...`</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.iona.com/newcomer/archives/Tree0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://blogs.iona.com/newcomer/archives/Tree0006.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(that is sooo not my tree)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the most wonderful time of the year...I love it..CHRISTMAS is here. It's actually the first Christmas in FOREVER that I feel like celebrating. (Just ask my checkbook)~ Scrooge, errr I mean Steven, is not...might be because I've been spending like it's D-Day.  (sooo not kidding there).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, do you have your Christmas shopping done??  Mine is, well except for the little things I've been picking up here and there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know a secret.....a funny funny secret...ok here it is shhhhh don't tell anyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.reghardware.co.uk/2006/02/27/sony_w70_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.reghardware.co.uk/2006/02/27/sony_w70_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is what we bought Kat for Christmas, but (and here's the funny secret here)...Steven has been using the camera since..oh HALLOWEEN..because Liz accidentally dropped ours off the plane last summer and the lens broke..(I did buy a new one and it's on the way)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-7803235110728958476?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/7803235110728958476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=7803235110728958476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7803235110728958476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7803235110728958476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/12/chestnuts-roasting-on-open-fire.html' title='Chestnut&apos;s Roasting on an open fire...`'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-4530587976139726597</id><published>2007-11-24T20:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T22:17:29.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TOW:  I Break My Foot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R0iDTI-W_0I/AAAAAAAAACw/rKsYi7z-nCo/s1600-h/DSC00488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R0iDTI-W_0I/AAAAAAAAACw/rKsYi7z-nCo/s320/DSC00488.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136499739865841474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it pretty???  Yep it was!!  I got to go to the real German &lt;br /&gt;doctor and get some real neat German drugs...YAY ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my story (and I'm sticking to it!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I volunteered to be the Outdoor Food chair at our Fall Bazaar (felt more like winter to me), it was a pain in my *** or better yet a pain in my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my 'duties' was to set up outdoor food tents with tables and benches..Well in the setting up of the tables and benches I dropped said table on my foot.  It hurt!!!   I went to the EMS tent when it first happened and they said I was fine so I walked around on it for about an hour or so..it really started to hurt so I went ot talk to my friends and they looked at it and said it looked broken..Called the EMS people again and I was sent to the hospital..My knight in shining armor CARRIED me to the car and we went to the German doctor...The German doctor was so nice and FAST!!!  They also gave me some great drugs..(which I thought was ibuprofen until I felt really warm and fuzzy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Steven wasn't happy that I still went back to the bazaar and finished my duties and helped out where I could because I felt I needed to!!! (the German drugs were helping too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm 'supposed' to be on a pair of crutches now, but I can't walk on them so I'm just well doing what I can until my foot starts to hurt and then I sit down and rest (I might be milking it a bit also...just saying)  Just kidding Steven!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-4530587976139726597?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/4530587976139726597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=4530587976139726597&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4530587976139726597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4530587976139726597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/11/tow-i-break-my-foot.html' title='TOW:  I Break My Foot'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/R0iDTI-W_0I/AAAAAAAAACw/rKsYi7z-nCo/s72-c/DSC00488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-1298453124132069132</id><published>2007-11-12T14:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T14:57:14.405+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Veteran's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lGXw6sZR2Lw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lGXw6sZR2Lw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Veteran's Day...a day to thank those that have ensured that we have the freedom that we have gotten used to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a big THANK YOU to the Veteran's Past and Present!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot more I could say, but honestly this song says it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two defining forces have ever offered to die for &lt;br /&gt;you:&lt;br /&gt;                        1. Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;                        2. The American G. I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        One died for your soul, the other for your freedom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-1298453124132069132?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/1298453124132069132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=1298453124132069132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1298453124132069132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1298453124132069132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/11/veterans-day.html' title='Veteran&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-4392211988851839515</id><published>2007-11-09T14:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:19:17.149+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred &amp; Sixty Eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/174/385453899_29f22003f8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/174/385453899_29f22003f8_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;Which snack do you like to get when you go to the movies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I know it sounds weird, but I don't like to go to the movies...err..I actually hate to go to the movie theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;What year did you start using the internet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm 1994 or 1995 ish (I think)...can't remember back that far...heck can't remember last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;What is your first name in Pig Latin? (Here’s how to speak it if you don’t already know!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eckybay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;Name something you are picky about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I name two.??...OK how about my laundry and the way the dishwasher is loaded....I wonder if I can make a map to show the family how it should look???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;Fill in the blanks: I ____ ____ yesterday and I ____ ____ today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS EXCITED yesterday and I AM TIRED today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linky Love here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=09Nov2007&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-4392211988851839515?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/4392211988851839515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=4392211988851839515&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4392211988851839515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4392211988851839515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/11/fridays-feast-one-hundred-sixty-eight.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One Hundred &amp; Sixty Eight'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/174/385453899_29f22003f8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-5832247602612923277</id><published>2007-11-07T16:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T16:12:12.237+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Blah...</title><content type='html'>Yep I've got them...&lt;a href="http://guruofmyhome.blogspot.com"&gt;Toni&lt;/a&gt; (I think)has them.  Who else??  I do enjoy stopping by each of your blogs though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today :D....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-5832247602612923277?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/5832247602612923277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=5832247602612923277&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5832247602612923277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5832247602612923277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/11/blogging-blah.html' title='Blogging Blah...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-9210223812609891517</id><published>2007-10-24T21:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:59:08.985+02:00</updated><title type='text'>OH NO YOU D'INT.....</title><content type='html'>I wish I could put a picture here of what THAT MAN did to my sweet baby boy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before y'all start calling DSS on me and crap...(put down the phone...damn it!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE *gasp* cut the boys hair...cut all the cute little baby curls out of his hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE *says*  "Now he looks like a boy"...I'll give you looks like a boy when I pull your chest hairs out one by one just for pissing me off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CRIED when I saw it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRIED YALL CRIED!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-9210223812609891517?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/9210223812609891517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=9210223812609891517&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/9210223812609891517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/9210223812609891517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-no-you-dint.html' title='OH NO YOU D&apos;INT.....'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-1675796140583994780</id><published>2007-10-19T14:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T15:02:05.958+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred &amp; Sixty - Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;If you were a dog, what breed would you be, and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG...can't I just be a cat...I mean c'mon my cats sleep for 16 hours a day..wake up to eat and get petted and then back to sleep...seriously???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;What does the color purple make you think of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me think of the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;Approximately how long does it take you to get ready each morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, not very long maybe 15-20 minutes...but I'm not a girly girl..I am a jeans, t-shirt, hair up, no make-up girl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;How many cousins do you have, and are you close to them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think around 10, and unfortunately no...we are a military family so I hardly see an y of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;Take your initials (first, middle, last) and come up with something else those letters could stand for. (Example: SFO = Sweet Funny Otter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R = Remain&lt;br /&gt;M = Marvelous&lt;br /&gt;M = Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=19Oct2007&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-1675796140583994780?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/1675796140583994780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=1675796140583994780&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1675796140583994780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1675796140583994780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/10/fridays-feast-one-hundred-sixty-five.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One Hundred &amp; Sixty - Five'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-3452429085356287753</id><published>2007-10-17T20:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T20:47:14.385+02:00</updated><title type='text'>S.I.C.K.</title><content type='html'>***WEll I had a GREAT picture to put here but DAMN BLOGGER--You are the bane of my existence**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE this time of year...the changing from nice to chilly to cold to nice to cold to chilly to nice..well I'm sure you get the picture here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ALWAYS get a damn cold...ALWAYS...me, when I get a cold I go on..keep going to the damn meetings..and well just take some damn day-quil.  Steven on the other hand thinks he's dying...the big BABY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately we've been in bed and going to sleep by 9 pm.  (I feel old!!!) Well actually Steven goes to sleep first and then I try to get to sleep for his farting and coughing and basically making icky noises..again damn him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyhow the whole point of this post is that Steven is a big baby!!! Mr. I'm sick..blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok see I'm being a little hateful now..so I'll just gracefully bow out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-3452429085356287753?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/3452429085356287753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=3452429085356287753&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3452429085356287753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3452429085356287753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/10/sick.html' title='S.I.C.K.'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-1459531096396026457</id><published>2007-10-12T10:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T11:18:23.933+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridays Feast One Hundred and  Sixty-Four.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/26/36427920_1f00ed1bf6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/26/36427920_1f00ed1bf6_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you were surprised?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids surprise me every day!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;Fill in the blanks: My eyes are ________, but I wish they were __________.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brown, blue ....I've always--always wanted blue eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;If you were a Beanie Baby, what would you look like and what would your name be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I found a pic on the internet I liked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nzmommy.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/cutie-dolly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://nzmommy.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/cutie-dolly.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I stole this off of &lt;a href="http://nzmommy.wordpress.com/2007/06/21/cute-critters/"&gt;NZ Mommy's blog&lt;/a&gt;..actually I found it on the internet and then went and had a lookie at her blog!!)&lt;br /&gt;This is me...This is me because I have a small problem..Can't say NO...I have the word SUCKER written on my forehead..so I'll just call her.."I'm a SUCKER"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;Name two things you consistently do that you consider to be healthy habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I have to say HEALTHY??? hahahahha...ok ummmmm??? ummmm???  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I drink a lot of water--that's healthy right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**yep that's all I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;What brand of toothpaste are you using these days? Do you like it? Why or why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on let me go check....ok Colgate White Vanilla Mint..what can I say about it??  It's toothpaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK..linky heres...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=12Oct2007&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-1459531096396026457?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/1459531096396026457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=1459531096396026457&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1459531096396026457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1459531096396026457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/10/fridays-feast-one-hundred-and-sixty.html' title='Fridays Feast One Hundred and  Sixty-Four.'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/26/36427920_1f00ed1bf6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-5069245880336100489</id><published>2007-10-10T19:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T19:31:49.387+02:00</updated><title type='text'>As promised....</title><content type='html'>A little backstory first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Connor was younger and learning where his eyes, ears, nose...(you get the picture) where I taught him where his 'glutus maximus' was..he would laugh and point to his butt..too damn funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this week the remote was lost and Lizzie was looking for it...the conversation went like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz:  Kat get off your glutus maximus so I can see if the remote is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat:  What's a glutus maximus???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Your butt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat:  Oh well then..it's a glutus minimus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have for today..please go back to your regularly scheduled programming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-5069245880336100489?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/5069245880336100489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=5069245880336100489&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5069245880336100489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/5069245880336100489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/10/as-promised.html' title='As promised....'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-8805437080004187497</id><published>2007-10-09T21:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T21:06:18.372+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SLACKER--Update</title><content type='html'>Ok I'm a slacker I admit it...I'm sorry for (fill in excuse here) blah blah blah..How about we just go straight to a little update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ I'm potty training Connor this week...Wow he's a stinker...It's more like who's more stubborn around here..(he's winning)...He will go only when he wants to.  So I set a timer and EVERY thirty minutes its to the potty for us..He's the ONLY kid I've ever met that pees on command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ Still working with Lizzies Daisy troop, the OCSC and Bazaar. (Amanda YOU would know this if you actually READ my blog...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ Just finished mid-terms.  Now I have a six page article critique due on the 14th...Can we say ughhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ Ummm yeah that's about all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ OMG I'm UBER excited....Army Wives just started here..I love it already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ Tomorrow I'll post a Kat-Liz funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-8805437080004187497?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/8805437080004187497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=8805437080004187497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8805437080004187497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8805437080004187497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/10/slacker-update.html' title='SLACKER--Update'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-8079606640107776566</id><published>2007-10-05T13:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T13:16:56.429+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred &amp; Sixty-Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1341/739254797_43e3c9c87d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1341/739254797_43e3c9c87d_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1-10 with 10 being highest, how much do you look forward to your birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5...I havent' had a birthday party in about 500 years!!! I don't really do anything special on my birthday either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;What is one word you don’t like the sound, spelling, or meaning of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine would actually be C.U.N.T.  I hate that word!!! seriously call me anything but that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear sunglasses when you’re outside?  If so, what does your current pair look like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah I have kids..that would mean I would get a pair of sunglasses and get to oh I don't know..keep them or not get them lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;If you were to write a book, to whom would you dedicate it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dedicated to the one's I love..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;Name a beverage that you enjoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet tea...yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here's a linky..just link and I'll come visit ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=05Oct2007&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-8079606640107776566?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/8079606640107776566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=8079606640107776566&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8079606640107776566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8079606640107776566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/10/fridays-feast-one-hundred-sixty-three.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One Hundred &amp; Sixty-Three'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1341/739254797_43e3c9c87d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-6619239525269409181</id><published>2007-10-03T21:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T21:19:04.245+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!!!!</title><content type='html'>Boy sometimes you just get busy!!!  When do you know too much is too much????  When you fall from exhaustion?  When the kids think their life is to 'go to meetings'?  I think I'm about there.  I don't have a 'real' job per say but I do volunteer ALOT apparently.  Why, you ask??  because if I had to stay home I'd go C.R.A.Z.Y.  (Maybe I'm already there!!)  What exactly do I volunteer at??  Well let's go there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  OCSC (for you civilians--Officer's Civilian Spouses Club--think ladies who lunch ;) ) --I do the newsletter...not too much about once a month I put it together and another day I edit and pitch it in people's mailboxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  Bazaar Board--Outdoor Food Chair...We have a bazaar every year--this year I'm the outdoor food chair..I'm responsible for the outdoor food vendors..make sure everything works..blah blah blah..blah blah blah...I only did this because someone said it was 'easy'..LIARS...or should I say I've got SUCKER written on my forehead!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  PTSA President -- Now that is EASY simply because I have great people working with me..(should you every find this blog..thank you ladies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  Daisy Scout Leader -- this was only because Lizzie couldn't get in the troop unless they had another parent stepped up...however...I don't really have to do anything except come to the meetings...which I would do anyway because it's what Lizzie wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not answering my phone anymore...just in case someone asks me to do something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've got to go make some desserts for Steven's squadron's dessert auction tommorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything you want me to do???????  Just ask me I've got SUCKER written on my face....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-6619239525269409181?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/6619239525269409181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=6619239525269409181&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/6619239525269409181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/6619239525269409181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/10/whew.html' title='Whew!!!!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-8706134467861542889</id><published>2007-10-01T08:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T08:12:32.208+02:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH life is BACK to NORMAL!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.play.com/covers/842806m.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://images.play.com/covers/842806m.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven went back to work today...(Can I get a big YAY from the crowd??...only me well ok..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you I seriously NEEDED him to &lt;s&gt;get the hell out of the house and leave me alone&lt;/s&gt; go back to work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday no kidding...he was on my LAST nerve (one I didn't even know I had..but he was ON it!!!) he would talk and it was like someone would take their nails to the chalkboard.  My skin would crawl, I'd have goosebumps up and down my body, and I would physically CRINGE!@!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong...I love the man, but too much time together does not do good things to us..He was &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to ASSERT HIS AUTHORITY (anyone hear Cartman from South Park there???) in this house the whole time he was home.  From the I know how to do laundry (and why isn't it done every day?? but boy can he make the whites white!!) to the fighting with Katherine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all....I would've had to be bailed out if he'd stayed home ANY longer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to 'real' life around here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH...it's good to be home!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-8706134467861542889?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/8706134467861542889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=8706134467861542889&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8706134467861542889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8706134467861542889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/10/ahhh-life-is-back-to-normal.html' title='AHHH life is BACK to NORMAL!!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-667956253434500193</id><published>2007-09-21T11:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T11:46:11.746+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast Number One Hundred and Sixty One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1143/889722617_615f091230_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1143/889722617_615f091230_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite type of art?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my favorite type of art would have to be the kind I put on My refrigerator.  Now one of my favorite painters is Jim Booth -- He paints pictures of around the Charleston Area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you got a free lunch (or breakfast or dinner)? Who paid for it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to an OCSC meeting the other night where they paid for dinner..So I guess it was then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1-10 with 10 being highest, how emotional are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm about a 5...sometimes I'm EXTREMELY emotional...other times..not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;Approximately how long do you spend each day responding to emails?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH gosh...some days it seems like its for-flippin-EVER. I do a lot of volunteer stuff around the community so I get a lot in my email box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;To what temperature do you usually set your home’s thermostat? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err...we don't have a thermostat we have heater things..so it's usually on 3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Feasting and Happy Friday everyone.  Be Safe and Have a good Weekend.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=21Sep2007&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-667956253434500193?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/667956253434500193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=667956253434500193&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/667956253434500193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/667956253434500193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/09/fridays-feast-number-one-hundred-and_21.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast Number One Hundred and Sixty One'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1143/889722617_615f091230_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-7217209897360791151</id><published>2007-09-18T19:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T19:14:13.170+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so L.O.N.E.L.Y</title><content type='html'>I love the military life...seriously I do, but..All my friends are leaving me this next month...EVERY FLIPPIN ONE OF THEM.  How the flip can they do this to me??  Who am I going to gossip with??? go to lunch or dinner with??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be one lonely bugger here.  I know I know..put myself out there and find new friends but it's really hard at this base...everyone around here is clicked and the people in Steven's peer group generally have no kids, so for us to go somewhere we'd have to find a babysitter and well need I remind anyone how expensive that is???  Heck Katherine..the fruit of my very own loins...charges me $3. an hour and REMINDS me of how cheap she is and how very nice she is to be doing this for me...(Extortionist!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do alot around the base, but I feel the people I come into contact with aren't 'real' friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so depressed right now..It hit me at the Air Force Ball on Saturday night when I was looking around and seeing all the people with their friends, taking pictures, dancing, having fun and I had NOONE...NOONE wanted to take a picture with me...noone wanted me to dance with them...NOONE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK enough bitching...Who needs friends anyway???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-7217209897360791151?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/7217209897360791151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=7217209897360791151&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7217209897360791151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7217209897360791151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-so-lonely.html' title='I&apos;m so L.O.N.E.L.Y'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-3880982082261178088</id><published>2007-09-15T14:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T15:01:22.959+02:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA I won!!!</title><content type='html'>Lookie I won a contest from &lt;a href="http://5minutesformom.com"&gt;5 minutes for mom&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and check out what I won...(Ok so Connor will get it but HEY!!! It might get me a good 5-10 minutes of quiet time around here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go say Hi and check out their blog also...:D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/2278/the-winners-of-the-little-einsteins-dvd/#comment-383897"&gt;Winner's List&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-3880982082261178088?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/3880982082261178088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=3880982082261178088&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3880982082261178088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3880982082261178088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/09/haha-i-won.html' title='HAHA I won!!!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-3018659268725728817</id><published>2007-09-14T21:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T21:20:23.455+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feast One Hundred and Sixty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you visited a hospital?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer some time I went in for a Migraine..so it would have to be then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being highest, how ambitious are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me personally, I guess I'm about a 5 (ish).  I want to do better but I like being a mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;Make a sentence using the letters of a body part. (Example: (mouth) My other ukelele tings healthily.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating Asparugus Rocks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;If you were to start a club, what would the subject matter be, and what would you name it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow..ummm I want a Mommy's Anonymus Club..for those stay at home moms who just need a break...noone would judge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;What color is the carpet/flooring in your home? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Air Force ugly tile.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign here to play!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=14Sep2007&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-3018659268725728817?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/3018659268725728817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=3018659268725728817&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3018659268725728817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/3018659268725728817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/09/feast-one-hundred-and-sixty.html' title='Feast One Hundred and Sixty'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-2876781648724869138</id><published>2007-09-12T16:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T16:26:56.478+02:00</updated><title type='text'>*****And Now for the Funny*****</title><content type='html'>So, last night I asked Steven if he wanted to see what I was wearing to the Air Force Ball and of course he said yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came out in a little lingerie dress thingie..he hmmmm'ed and hawed...and well just kept going..um um um um um uum um um um um um&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let it go for about 5 minutes until I told him I was messing and showed him my real dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't think it was quite as funny as I did...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-2876781648724869138?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/2876781648724869138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=2876781648724869138&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2876781648724869138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2876781648724869138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-now-for-funny.html' title='*****And Now for the Funny*****'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-8586157143484200053</id><published>2007-09-12T16:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T16:11:26.848+02:00</updated><title type='text'>First a Contest!!  Then a Funny</title><content type='html'>Here's a contest for ya's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Pinks and Blue's girls are having a contest to win lots of hanes clothing..(including undies and let me tell you my kids have an undie fetish).  So go &lt;a href="http://mamalovesgiveaways.wordpress.com/2007/09/06/hanes-kids-back-to-school-giveaway/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and enter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And keep checking out their giveaway pages because they ALWAYS have something going on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-8586157143484200053?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/8586157143484200053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=8586157143484200053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8586157143484200053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8586157143484200053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-contest-then-funny.html' title='First a Contest!!  Then a Funny'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-7281586483004809144</id><published>2007-09-10T17:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T17:37:34.328+02:00</updated><title type='text'>WELCOME HOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.channeladvisor.com/Sell/SSProfiles/10053242/Images/WelcomeHomeFlag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://images.channeladvisor.com/Sell/SSProfiles/10053242/Images/WelcomeHomeFlag.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(or so they tell me...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my bloggy friends...(and family...) Steven came home on Saturday evening to great fanfare..(ok just us and a couple of friends..)WE had a great first night(well except for his ability to make me feel like I haven't done ANYTHING at all all summer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to get used to him being here...(the poor kitties had to give up their section of the bed...poor poor babies. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants to take over and discipline the kids...make changes to what I've done, change things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and NOT LET ME NAP...seriously what is wrong with that picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he say's "I've been off fighting the war...blah blah blah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say..."Hello, have you met your kids???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have 3 kids who I've nicknamed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitchy, Whiny and he who gets into EVERYTHING....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm just happy he's home. :D...I did miss him...I mean now they still outnumber us..but I'm up one more!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-7281586483004809144?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/7281586483004809144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=7281586483004809144&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7281586483004809144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7281586483004809144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/09/welcome-home.html' title='WELCOME HOME'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-2738624707111225925</id><published>2007-09-07T12:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T12:36:57.221+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast Number One Hundred and Fifty-nine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1284/1090633047_57eb742f9c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1284/1090633047_57eb742f9c_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;Using only one word, how does grocery shopping make you feel? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hungry!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite part about the season of Autumn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the changing of the colors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had any bad experiences online?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not really other than the phishing of passwords..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;Name three things that make you happy daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katherine, Elizabeth and Connor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;What one household cleansing or organizing item would you not want to be without?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleach..seriously I love that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave your name here and I'll come visit :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=sweetypieinsc&amp;postid=07Sep2007&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-2738624707111225925?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/2738624707111225925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=2738624707111225925&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2738624707111225925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2738624707111225925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/09/fridays-feast-number-one-hundred-and.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast Number One Hundred and Fifty-nine'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1284/1090633047_57eb742f9c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-4554014613917351570</id><published>2007-09-04T16:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T16:58:28.415+02:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/Rt1xdfdhb9I/AAAAAAAAACo/OZF5Ox_FX7Q/s1600-h/IMG_3735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/Rt1xdfdhb9I/AAAAAAAAACo/OZF5Ox_FX7Q/s320/IMG_3735.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106362303983480786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who went for her FIRST DAY of school this morning...She was OK leaving ....really wanted to be there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/Rt1v1fdhb7I/AAAAAAAAACY/bQ3Yjo3bMIs/s1600-h/IMG_3728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/Rt1v1fdhb7I/AAAAAAAAACY/bQ3Yjo3bMIs/s320/IMG_3728.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106360517277085618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's her in the classroom...(sorry about the suckiness of the pictures...my camera lens is broke...gah....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/Rt1wbPdhb8I/AAAAAAAAACg/2os5Wzx67rc/s1600-h/IMG_3732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/Rt1wbPdhb8I/AAAAAAAAACg/2os5Wzx67rc/s320/IMG_3732.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106361165817147330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house was sooo quiet this morning...Connor actually took a NAP!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes a Nap...and you know what that means....that's right my friends...Becky took a nap too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to get her she told me she didn't want to go back because they wouldn't let her take her school supplies home....I told her well she would have some supplies at home she could use also....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...2 down 1 to go......:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-4554014613917351570?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/4554014613917351570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=4554014613917351570&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4554014613917351570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/4554014613917351570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of school'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2YHUkhbH1Q4/Rt1xdfdhb9I/AAAAAAAAACo/OZF5Ox_FX7Q/s72-c/IMG_3735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-7710479762210616988</id><published>2007-09-03T19:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T19:10:05.104+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blueprintfundraising.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/cleaning1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://blueprintfundraising.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/cleaning1.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Labor Day all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my friends its the day that we clean....ok maybe not you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you lucky people are at home enjoying a LOVERLY Barbeque...or well a party...while my kids..(you know bad bad mommy) are CLEANING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's what you get when you can't keep anything CLEAN for 24 frickin hours. I swear these little people leave EVERYTHING out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ Lizzie starts Kindergarten tomorrow.  It'll only be me and Connor at home...nice and QUIET!!!~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-7710479762210616988?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/7710479762210616988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=7710479762210616988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7710479762210616988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/7710479762210616988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day ....'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-1613104509662168361</id><published>2007-08-31T14:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T14:21:27.963+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast One Hundred and Fifty Eight..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;Who is the easiest person for you to talk to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband actually is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;If you could live in any ancient city during the height of the quality of its society and culture, which one would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd like to live in Ancient Rome..don't ask why??? just sounds fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;What is the most exciting event you’ve ever witnessed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for me it would be redeployments..It's so exciting and emotional to see the guys  come back to their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;If you were a celebrity, what would you do for a publicity stunt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...I'm not really sure.....I guess I wouldn't do anything illegal or that goes against my personal morals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;What do you consider the ideal age to have a first child? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your mid-twenties so you can experience a bit of life first...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-1613104509662168361?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/1613104509662168361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=1613104509662168361&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1613104509662168361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1613104509662168361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/08/fridays-feast-one-hundred-and-fifty.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast One Hundred and Fifty Eight..'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-8644698771322532570</id><published>2007-08-29T17:04:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T17:12:22.726+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It starts ALREADY!!</title><content type='html'>School Diary:  Day 3--3 people 3!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This a.m.  we had our firsts 'i'm sick'..blah blah blah..it went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat:  Mom my stomach hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Uh-huh go eat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ten minutes later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat:  Mom my stomach still hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Your going to school unless you're dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat:  I might be soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  find your shoes and get out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ten minutes later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat:  I can't find my other shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Jeez..just wear mine that's what you do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat:  Can you drive me to school I'm going to be late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  No..run..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat:  You know your shoes don't run..that's what you said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  You better be out the door before I get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it starts the 'i don't feel well'....last year I was quick to give in..this year she's going to school until the nurse calls me to come get her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-8644698771322532570?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-1808933927406386502</id><published>2007-08-28T20:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T20:27:28.180+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh TV I miss you so!!</title><content type='html'>Here I am going through my &lt;s&gt;5&lt;/s&gt; 15 channels of television...woohoo a whole 15!!!  And there is nothing on but CRAP!!!  I got to thinking of how when I was in the states I &lt;s&gt;was addicted&lt;/s&gt; watched a lot of television.   I miss good TV.  I miss commercials...yes I do...Here we have AFN commercials and I do consider myself an EXPERT on things such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPSEC (Operations Security)...aka keep your damn mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to get rid of classified information--and who's going to beat on you if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What channel to listen to for updates about base activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do miss stateside television...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FOOD NETWORK...every show...I watched that for about the first month...I figured I had watched it too much when I started to see ***gasp**** re-runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock of Love..cheesy but Brett Michael has ALWAYS been a hottie..not the brightest bulb in the chandelier but heck he looks good so who cares???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Army Wives...seriously who watched the finale...I got to read about it online but **gasp** OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about all...maybe...or it's just what I cared about...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-1808933927406386502?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/1808933927406386502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=1808933927406386502&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1808933927406386502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/1808933927406386502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/08/ahhh-tv-i-miss-you-so.html' title='Ahhh TV I miss you so!!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-9187012917072307181</id><published>2007-08-27T19:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T19:21:45.381+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another Manic Monday</title><content type='html'>whoa o...o...(you know you're singing it!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katherine started school again today (GRADE 7) and Lizzie went to Kindergarten orientation.  Wow, I'm getting old and just where did the time go I'd like to know??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt; though...we went to Katherine's school (all day flippin long) so I could see her classes and meet her teachers..(ok I really didn't care, but I had to be there anyway as the president of the PTSA...yes I'm a SUCKER!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho..I'm trying to ebay the kids some halloween outfits now..They however are ANGRY that I didn't win some.....Lord have mercy what do they want me to do?? Pay $100 per costume?? (don't answer that I'm sure I know the answer to that one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Dilemma of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat (trying to help me) buys something off of ebay and pays for it out of my paypal acct...the people she bought from charged 85.90 shipping to get it to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cancelled and put a stop payment on the payment ($29.00--came out of her allowance) and wrote the seller requesting they NOT send it to me and told them I cancelled the payment...they shipped anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, what do I do when it gets here?? return to sender...keep it and donate it to the church for them trying to **** people up the yim-yang on shipping???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-9187012917072307181?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/9187012917072307181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=9187012917072307181&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/9187012917072307181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/9187012917072307181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-another-manic-monday.html' title='Just another Manic Monday'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-8727938969670935352</id><published>2007-08-24T06:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T06:44:14.413+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the heck have I been???? or What did I do this summer???</title><content type='html'>Wow have I missed y'all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what did you do this summer?? Anything fun???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me,  Well I went to the states and just had a good ole shopping time.  However, I was unable to update my blog because well...1 OLD computer and 4 people wanting to be on it--meant I didn't really get a chance to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did go to the beach,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did I mention shop yet???...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm finished 2 more classes...and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, wanted to kill the kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, fill me in on your summer???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-8727938969670935352?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/8727938969670935352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=8727938969670935352&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8727938969670935352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8727938969670935352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/08/where-heck-have-i-been-or-what-did-i-do.html' title='Where the heck have I been???? or What did I do this summer???'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-2422768432338899850</id><published>2007-07-05T17:34:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T17:39:14.898+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the States Again</title><content type='html'>Well, my bloggy friends~~  I decided after the last couple of weeks I had that I needed a 'mental health break' so I hopped back to the states (Space A) and am here in the nice HOT weather now.  I plan to do a couple of beach days and well some other things while I am here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about Space A travel though..it's not for the faint of heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat in the terminal in Ramstein for 3 days trying to get out.  We got on one plane to Dover (Delaware) and the plane broke.  So, we were bumped.  Finally the third day we got on a plane to McGuire (New Jersey).  We were on a C-17 Cargo plane that was full of cargo and we sat on the jump seats.  The kids were B.O.R.E.D.  and you know what happens when my kids get bored...Hell ensued.  They stayed awake for 8 hours of the 9 hour flight.  I finally got to sleep for about an hour.  Then when we landed we hopped a shuttle to Philly airport and rented a car.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent 12 hours of a car trip yelling at Connor to get back in his seat and put his damn seatbelt on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love space-A however because it was FREE.  FREE.   FREE.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK must go to Wally-World for now..Boy do I love~love~love that place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-2422768432338899850?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/2422768432338899850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=2422768432338899850&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2422768432338899850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/2422768432338899850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-in-states-again.html' title='Back in the States Again'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25539036.post-8345447454850499466</id><published>2007-06-23T16:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T16:50:53.263+02:00</updated><title type='text'>When It Rains It Pours..</title><content type='html'>Noah came over with some animals today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?  Well it seems my house was under 3 inches of water and he thought it was the ark.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems my kids (or possibly one of the kids in the apt. above us) threw a washcloth, a diaper and a thing of makeup down the drain and it all backed up into MY house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sucked up no less than 12 buckets of water on my machine..plus the huge one housing maintenance sucked up with theirs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Tequila:  Well, I was going to mop the floors anyhow..so I ran around and threw some  Lysol on the floor when we were getting the water off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to do more laundry now..since EVERY towel, sheet, and or piece of clothes I could find in the house is wet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25539036-8345447454850499466?l=beckysdirary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/feeds/8345447454850499466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25539036&amp;postID=8345447454850499466&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8345447454850499466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25539036/posts/default/8345447454850499466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysdirary.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-it-rains-it-pours.html' title='When It Rains It Pours..'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04396838260290918741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
