<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><?xml-stylesheet type='text/xsl' href='http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/mmm2008-05-17_13.22/rsspretty.aspx?rssquery=en-US;http%3a%2f%2fimsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com%2fcategory%2fFamily__x1__x1__x1%2ffeed.rss' version='1.0'?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:msn="http://schemas.microsoft.com/msn/spaces/2005/rss" xmlns:live="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" xmlns:dcterms="http://purl.org/dc/terms/" xmlns:cf="http://www.microsoft.com/schemas/rss/core/2005" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>♥~♥such fragile moments we share♥~♥: Family...</title><description /><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/?_c11_BlogPart_BlogPart=blogview&amp;_c=BlogPart&amp;partqs=catFamily__x1__x1__x1</link><language>en-US</language><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 04:00:38 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 04:00:38 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>Microsoft Spaces v1.1</generator><docs>http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification</docs><ttl>60</ttl><cf:parentRSS>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/feed.rss</cf:parentRSS><live:type>blogcategory</live:type><live:identity><live:id>-1179925278267890796</live:id><live:alias>imsoskrumshz</live:alias></live:identity><cf:listinfo><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="typelabel" label="Type" /><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="tag" label="Tag" /><cf:group element="category" label="Category" /><cf:sort element="pubDate" label="Date" data-type="date" default="true" /><cf:sort element="title" label="Title" data-type="string" /><cf:sort ns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" element="comments" label="Comments" data-type="number" /></cf:listinfo><item><title>Yup...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21633.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;it turns out it was just gas.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I am still pregnant.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I must admit that I did take my time putting up my entry today just to keep you all wondering. I know I am mean…but so funny. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Starting to wonder if those funny feelings I get are somehow related to the Zantac that I have been taking. I just took another one so now I will wait and see what happens. It is so nice not to have a huge amount of acid in the back of my throat all the time that I might be able to make due with an extra amount of gas and bit of gas pain that comes with it. I mean how comfortable am I really right now anyways?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Well have to get the house-cleaned cause we are having family dinner at our place tonight. I did have a movie to show you of Chuck moving in my tummy for this entry but I can’t seem to get the picture to show up on my computer only the sound. It show up as an .avi on my computer but only the sound will play. Maybe Matty will be able to help me while he is here? Not to mention I still have to figure out how to put it up on here as an embed video after that. Wish me luck!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;For now here are some cute and funny picture of my brothers kids from last nights family supper.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Yup...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21633.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21633.entry</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 20:28:49 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>22</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21633/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21633.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-07-11T22:06:12Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>What's been going on...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21318.entry</link><description>&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I have really enjoyed being surrounded by family these last few days but notice that the silence that now has taken over my house is quite a relief as well cause now I can relax without feeling like I need to be entertaining. This means that I will get a chance for sure to put my feet up, cause there are so few days left in my countdown. The past nine months although they have seemed to drag in a way have flown by. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;The weekend started off with family supper at Randy and Jo’s. It was awesome to have a table full with his family for a change. As with my family on Thursdays there is always a lot going on. I got a little more familiar with my camera. Even found the delete all button by accident, but managed to still get some great pictures of Brookelyn. Of course with Natalie and Ashley I got the chance to do our Slurpee run and of course make the smores without wrecking anyone’s vehicles. For more on that see July 16&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;th 2006 entry! After a late night around the fire we came home and crashed.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Saturday we picked up Logan and spent the day with him as our entertainment. The bumps by the way on him are mosquito bites, as his Grandmother forgot to put lotion on him the night before. The Ashley and Natalie went with Aunt Re for the night and Kenny and I got the chance to spend some time tiring out Logan as much as myself. Since he didn’t have a nap I tried to keep him up as late as I could by letting him play in the pool where I got some great pictures and then taking him to the park, making him walk all the way there and back. Hey I had to be sure that he was good and tired. I was sad that I forgot Sonya when we went to the park cause he had such big smiles as he was coming down the slide. I think I will have to attach her to my hip permanently when around the kids from now on. Logan was asleep by 8 and us shortly after!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Sunday morning we work up at 9. I was very surprised that Logan hadn’t woken us up earlier. Guess that we really tuckered him out! We went out to the Fireman’s Breakfast where we met up with some of my dad’s family and of course the kids (Tori and Payton). He was very happy to see his sisters and they ran around like crazy. We came back here for a quick nap and then it was time for a really poopy diaper change and he was off to Grandma’s. We then went to Randy and Jo’s again for another great supper and some time with his family.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Today we slept in and when we got up Aunt Re was here shortly after to pick up the girls and take them back home. I have a lot of laundry and house cleaning to get done before I can relax. We all know how my OCD is, so it will have to get done before I can really put my feet up. I do however want to get it done so that tomorrow we can share our last Canada Day just the two of us. There are not very many of his days off for us to share before Chuck arrives, as I am pretty sure that he had been getting himself in the go position over the last few days. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+What's+been+going+on...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21318.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21318.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 16:54:16 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>20</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21318/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21318.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-06-30T19:01:55Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Here's a few...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21274.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;of the hundreds of pictures I have taken in the last few days.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Mondays as of late have just sucked. I think it really is due to the fact that I have been enjoying my time with Kenny a lot more than usual. I find myself sometimes because I have so much time wishing that he could have some extra time off with me but I know that won’t happen until baby is here, then things will be all together different. I really got not too much accomplished today other than the fact that I consoled my best friend for about 4 hours via phone. I did get some cleaning done during that time, dusting, but not enough for me to feel like I did much. I do feel good cause she was quite calm by the time we got off the phone though. So now I am going to go finish the vacuuming and get the floors washed before hubby gets home. Then we can go get me some Zantac as someone recommended (as well as my Dr) and feed grandma supper. I am running out of things to feed her so I am going back to the trusty old pasta night…I just won’t be eating any of the sauce!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Another+Monday...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21129.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21129.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2008 19:13:52 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>24</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21129/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21129.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-06-23T19:13:52Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Getting to know her...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21064.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;So Sonya is well and becoming a little more comfortable and familiar in my hands. I will have you know that I read the whole instruction manual yesterday before using the camera. Even when I wasn’t done reading it before I went out to get my hair dyed, thank you Amanda (mine), I still finished it off when I returned home. Then I chased the cats around the house...but wasn't too happy with those so you won't find them here. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I haven’t had a lot of time to get used to her since I do have other things that have to get done, but I got some shots in last night of Brookelyn and a few this morning of myself. It is raining outside hence the indoor pictures of me, I figure this is a sign that I should clean the house instead of photographing the world. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Don't worry MSN you won't have to close down my site...there are no nipples exposed...in these ones anyways!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Getting+to+know+her...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21064.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21064.entry</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 13:29:52 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>21</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21064/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!21064.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-06-21T14:35:44Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Road trip...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20605.entry</link><description>&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:#40463c;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;So I went for the drive up North with mom that would be why there was no entry on Tuesday as we left that morning at 8am and stayed overnight. It takes about 5 hours (without any stops) to get to North Bay and so it with someone as pregnant as me I can only assume that my mother would refer to the trip as a little interesting than her normal trips up there. The bathroom stops were a little unreal on the way up, probably somewhere around 6 or 7 stops, so this made the drive about 7 hours long but I am proud to say that we only stopped &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;once&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; on the way home. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:#40463c;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;We dropped off her rental car which quite interesting cause as far as I am concerned after you roll your vehicle and your insurance company gives you a rental you would think that you should be able to drop off that vehicle in the nearest rental place located to your home. For some reason we had to take this car back to where she rented it from. I mean do you really think that someone that rolls their car wants to drive another 10 hours in total to drop off a car when they have just rolled their own? Probably not so much! &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:#40463c;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;We let the people at Enterprise know that we were not impressed with their service and even made mention that the insurance company was not to thrilled either. The arrogant guy behind the counter didn’t seem to interested when we said that we were not impressed but when we made mention that the insurance company (which is a pretty big one here in Canada) wasn’t impressed either he changed his tone 100%. He offered us a weekend rental to make it up to us. I told mom that she should have asked for the gas money that we had to spend getting the two vehicles up there and her own back home. When we first dropped the car off the snotty man behind the counter mentioned that the fuel tank in the car was not quite full and that they charged $1.65 a liter for them to fill it, I think that is what she should charge them! I would even try to hit them up for accommodation fees even though we spent the night at the cottage. I mean anyone else driving a car back up there would have needed a place to stay, how do they know we didn’t stay at a hotel?&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:#40463c;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:#40463c;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;The stay at the cottage was quiet but most of all very nice. Mom and I laid around just relaxing and taking in the nature around us, something I am sure both of us could use. The stupid bird (Ruffed Grouse as mentioned in a previous entry) must of finally got a piece cause he wasn’t smacking himself off the ground at all. I am certainly glad that it wasn’t still breeding season cause I hear that they are good eats, but there was no man with us to prep the bird. I mean I am not girlie by any means…but I have no idea how to get a bird ready for cooking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Road+trip...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20605.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20605.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 21:00:25 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>11</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20605/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20605.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-06-05T21:00:25Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>New wheels...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20565.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;The weekend was a nice relaxing one. In fact we really didn’t do much at all, especially yesterday. We had a nice dinner on Saturday night just the two of us and then spent yesterday curled up on the couch watching the race on and off as we dozed in and out of consciousness. I guess the race wasn't very exciting if neither of us could stay awake!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Today I actually feel like I accomplished something cause mom is now the proud owner of a 2005 Ford Escape. I wouldn't be able to really describe the colour other than it changes depending on what angle you are looking at it. It's kind of a beige with a hint of mint, I will have to take a picture. The only thing we have to take care of now is how the rental car is going to get back up to North Bay. I have offered to be the extra driver, now I just have to convince my husband that it’s a good idea. I think that the drive would be good for me and a night away with my mom might just be what she needs!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+New+wheels...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20565.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20565.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 21:32:33 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>16</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20565/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20565.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-06-02T21:32:33Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Can't sleep...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20419.entry</link><description>&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I couldn’t sleep and have been up for an hour so I thought I would post. I haven’t started sewing yet. I still have to measure the window out so that Jo can get started on the curtains. I should probably be measuring it right now since I am thinking about it but instead will let Kenny sleep in. I mean it is his only day to do that and waking him up at 7am is kind of mean don’t you think?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Friday Payton turned three and today we will be having her birthday party. When you ask her how old she is she still says two, or thirty-three. Last night was an exciting night as the girls got new bunk beds. Payton will now be sharing a room with Tori and she was so excited about her new bed, the princess sheets and her birthday that as soon as I had those princess sheets on it, she wanted to be in it. Needless to say the kid that normally walks herself to bed when she is tired was extra easy to put to sleep this time! So watching Payton and Logan last night was easy smeasy! We were watching them so that everyone else could go to Tori’s dance recital; this actually saved us $40 that we don’t have. To me that seems a little steep for watching a 7 year old dance, but what do I know right?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I have lots on my mind this morning, might be why I couldn’t really sleep. Nothing about Chuck, Kenny or myself, but more about mom and what is going on in her life right now with her break up. I am having a hard time swallowing the fact that someone that I trusted to take care of her and be true to her, who promised that no matter what the break up would be handled in an adult fashion, could cause her so many problems and such pain. It seems like her stress is never ending with him and there is nothing I can do about it. I know that all break ups can’t be perfect and that they are usually messy but I found with my own I always walked away with what was mine, nothing more…that to me is the way that it should be!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Can't+sleep...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20419.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20419.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 May 2008 11:06:54 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>12</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20419/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20419.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-25T11:09:01Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Car shopping...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20308.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Life got a little crazy last week as you could see with my last blog. I thought that I would wait until I had some time to myself to sit down and catch up on what has been going on. I would have done that sooner but Kenny has had quite a few days off and it has just been so great the two of us being able to do nothing together if we want too.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Mom I am sure is still good, as she has called once since we left her up north (on Sunday) and spoke with my brother. She said that she was having a great time with her long weekend guests and that she as feeling good except for some stiffness. I imagine by now her bruises are a wonderful blackish-purple colour. She said that she is looking forward to a few days just to herself up there. Sometimes I wish that she had a phone up there just so she could let us know she was ok without having to drive around the lake. I know that wrecks the fact that you are away from the world and unavailable to its demands, something that the cottage has always provided for me was silence from the constant ringing of my cell phone. In fact I lose my service way before most people, about an hour and a half before I get there my phone becomes silent. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;A scary thing when I think about last Tuesday is that there was no cell service where my mother wrecked her car. After a construction worker who happened to be working down the road notified the police, it took them 40 minutes just to get to the scene. He said that he heard most of the crash but watched the car land and has no idea how my mother is alive. My mother was also lucky enough to have a volunteer firefighter and a traveling registered nurse stop at the scene not more than 5 minutes after the fact. The firefighter helped her out of the car safely and the nurse had all of her stuff with her so she made sure moms vitals were good. What I wouldn’t do to be able to thank these people for what they did!! Not to mention how she ended up in a little 2-foot ditch to slide into and not the huge 30-foot ravines that run along most of the roads up there I will never know. Really when you think about it what are the chances of it all turning out so perfectly?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;So she now wants another car same as the one she had, which is funny cause in the beginning she didn’t care for it so much. I guess when it holds up so well when you roll a few times you opinion of it changes and you start to like it more. So later this week I will be out and about doing come car shopping, looking to see if I can find her a replacement. Her only request is that it not be the same colour! As for today I am going to finish cleaning the house before my Dr appointment. This is the one that I was supposed to have last Tuesday but called and cancelled cause I headed up north to make sure mom was ok. I imagine that I will get my referral to my OB today and then someone new can fondle my body for the next few weeks. I have already started drinking my water so I can be sure to pee in the cup for them. Now if I can only do it this time without peeing on my hand!! Ha ha ha!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Car+shopping...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20308.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20308.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 14:51:33 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>26</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20308/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20308.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-20T14:51:33Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Mom's off road adventure...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20253.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;So I did disappear for a few days and I am happy to report nothing was wrong with Chuck and I, we are fine. I just wanted to let you know that we are ok. However my mother was in a bit of an accident. She is ok, thank goodness. All I can say is that if you own a Vibe or Matrix you have a hell of a good car when it comes to rolling it a few times.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Yes and she basically walked away from this very sore and with some cuts and bruises.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;a href="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1phhLcjWhEltVZYzG9ArDjOijIbto_u-ZBV0PX70EJoTCoLCHFEWOBlmsNO3_14qFax7qyYv1P8gk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height=200 alt="5-16-08 053" src="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1phhLcjWhEltVZYzG9ArDjOijIbto_u-ZBV0PX70EJoTCoLCHFEWOBlmsNO3_14qFax7qyYv1P8gk" width=267&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1phhLcjWhEltXLJjQ3bcQVszzIc5_KrUreC1nRcqQOHpT5CSag92A9EH1ECiWPHdmCiFlNYHtkXf8" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height=200 alt="5-16-08 054" src="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1phhLcjWhEltXLJjQ3bcQVszzIc5_KrUreC1nRcqQOHpT5CSag92A9EH1ECiWPHdmCiFlNYHtkXf8" width=267&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1phhLcjWhEltVFX1sBOV5nsp207Rw11j4K0I-Jdo_Nmgo2VDdQVGaRUtaihUlM4vwV32_AD4Ev980" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height=200 alt="5-16-08 055" src="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1phhLcjWhEltVFX1sBOV5nsp207Rw11j4K0I-Jdo_Nmgo2VDdQVGaRUtaihUlM4vwV32_AD4Ev980" width=267&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Someone or thing was watching over her...as you can see!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;a href="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1phhLcjWhEltV7DVb8r331F66GJdY8RVwmK3DsG5Vg1c1QpXBhkm9Lo2Cnwr6lnJQV4Xien9IlwWY" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height=200 alt="5-16-08 057" src="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1phhLcjWhEltV7DVb8r331F66GJdY8RVwmK3DsG5Vg1c1QpXBhkm9Lo2Cnwr6lnJQV4Xien9IlwWY" width=267&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1phhLcjWhEltVC8DnsQ8kJA8wdDS6Y7foAY8KTY-PzAg3bVFtoWf3ey-i5EJ1yZNfS9Iz6RANHCyA" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height=200 alt="5-16-08 058" src="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1phhLcjWhEltVC8DnsQ8kJA8wdDS6Y7foAY8KTY-PzAg3bVFtoWf3ey-i5EJ1yZNfS9Iz6RANHCyA" width=267&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1phhLcjWhEltW6f39KZzG4u5d8vg-JZaPGrfjsMnjM9ssKF5RaF2JhpAEm0h-zDx9afWxLOoyXUaE" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height=200 alt="5-16-08 059" src="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1phhLcjWhEltW6f39KZzG4u5d8vg-JZaPGrfjsMnjM9ssKF5RaF2JhpAEm0h-zDx9afWxLOoyXUaE" width=267&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I will have more later when I get things under control here!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Mom's+off+road+adventure...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20253.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20253.entry</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 17:55:02 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>47</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20253/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20253.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-16T17:55:02Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Thinking hard...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20176.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I feel a little better today. I at least got out of the house and took Kenny lunch and got some sunshine and fresh air. I even aired out the house as I cleaned this morning. It is such a fresh smell; Spring that is. I have been racking my brain most of the day trying to figure out what to get my mom tomorrow for Mother’s Day. I normally would have a present by now but life has been a little crazy for her and each time I think of something it just doesn’t seem to be enough. I would like nothing more than to be able to make her happy again. I know only time will do that right now. She is such a strong and brave lady and I know that she will get through this and become an even stronger lady. I mean she is why I am who I am; she is why I am as strong as I am. What do you get for the person that has given you life and made yours so perfect when theirs is falling apart?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Thinking+hard...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20176.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20176.entry</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 19:24:12 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>23</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20176/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20176.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-10T19:24:12Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>On the go...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20132.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;It has been a crazy day. I have been out running around with mom and we got a chance to go and see Mandy (my step sister) and have coffee with her. I haven’t seen her since the wedding and as usual she was looking great. We even had some time to do some shopping, which was great therapy for mom. I do hope that since Mandy has moved closer that I will be getting to see her more often. I know that there is an 11-year difference between her and I but she is just way too mature for her age. She is going to school and is about to get her first apartment this summer. I am so excited for her. I remember getting my first place, it was a hole…but it was home to me!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Mom and Ian have decided to go their separate ways. We knew it was coming but I guess I just never thought how hard it would be. The sad part is that I think there is so much more to the story than he is willing to admit, so much that I couldn’t even look at him in the eyes the other night. He is such a different person than he was 2 years ago, and I think a lot of the changes had to do with the people he has been hanging out with since he moved up North. Mom is hanging in strong as she always does, but I know that she is hurting pretty bad. I guess the worst part is that I can’t make her stop hurting. Now I know what she felt like when I was heartbroken. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+On+the+go...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20132.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20132.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 21:33:10 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>19</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20132/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!20132.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-08T21:33:38Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Ah crap!</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!19994.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;It is days like today that make this “sick leave” so worth it. I spent the afternoon with Amanda (brothers) and while I was out there I got the biggest laugh. Amanda had decided that her birthday present might have arrived at the post office and that she would run down while Payton and Logan were still napping to pick it up. Since I was there and the kids were still asleep nothing could go wrong right? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Wrong! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I thought I smelt poop. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I was even sure for a second that I did. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I brushed it off as my pregnancy nose playing tricks on me.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have no idea when Payton got out of bed or why she decided that she was going to poop on the potty but she did. She also decided that she was going to wipe herself down with the dishtowel she got from the kitchen that she figured she would moisten by dunking in the toilet. This pooping on the potty is a great thing since getting her there has been a mission. I am even impressed that she was smart enough made her own wet-wipe. She had poop everywhere, even in her hair. I couldn’t help but laugh. I mean really this is what I have to look forward too. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;If only I brought my camera, do you think she would hate me in 20 years when I showed her and her friends? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Ah+crap!&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!19994.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!19994.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 21:08:15 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>40</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!19994/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!19994.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-01T21:21:11Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Meet our niece....</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!19403.entry</link><description>&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font color="#953734" size=3&gt;Brookelyn is finally here and only 2 days late!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;font color="#953734"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥&lt;font face="Arial Narrow"&gt;~&lt;/font&gt;♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Congrats to Amy &amp;amp; Matty on their precious baby girl!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥&lt;font face="Arial Narrow"&gt;~&lt;/font&gt;♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font color="#953734" size=3&gt;Brookelyn Cindy Elizabeth Archer was born this morning at 11:10am. She weighed 6lbs 9oz and was 19 3/4“ long. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font color="#953734" size=3&gt;I can not wait until &lt;u&gt;uncle&lt;/u&gt; Kenny is done work so that we can meet her!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#953734" size=3&gt;Here is Kenny getting practice in as an uncle, and a proud one he is. We are all very proud of Amy and Matty, mostly Amy as she did all the hard work. It will be so great that the kids will be so close in age and in the same city. This whole experience of having a niece come into this world while I am pregnant has been a special one for me, maybe because I am more emotional?! &lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#953734" size=3&gt;I now can't wait for Chuck to come on out and meet his cousin Brookelyn...only 105 days!!&lt;/font&gt; 
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Meet+our+niece....&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!19403.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!19403.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 17:54:57 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>28</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!19403/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!19403.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-10T11:40:24Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Life has it's cycles...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!18545.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;As I am creating a new life sadly I am also watching another life come to a close. She enjoys watching my belly grows but some days asks if I am pregnant and how I know her. It was another blog that I read that inspired this entry because I don’t see how anyone can leave a family member without any help, especially when they have put so much into the life that you are living. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;Grandparents are the people that spoil us. They let us do all the things that our parents wouldn’t let us do because by the time we are a part of their lives they have passed that uptight phase. They see that life is short and they don’t want to miss out on any of the fun. I am not too close to my mother’s parents but my grandmother on my dad’s side is almost a daily part of my life. As I have mentioned before my grandmother is getting fairly old. She will be 86 in less than a month. She helped my parents raise us as most grandparents do and I have very fond memories of her happy younger person dancing around so full of life. That person is gone. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;Alzheimer’s has taken my grandmother to a far off land where only a few memories remain of our special time together and mostly of times when she was a child. I spend each weekday lunch making sure that she is eating properly while my aunt does breakfast, my father supper, my sister-in-law cleans one a week and my brother and husband help fix the broken things. This to me only seems natural. She took care of us when we couldn’t so we take care of her now that she needs us.&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;The other day she broke down cause she thinks that we are going to put her into a home. We know that if we do we will see nothing more than a funeral shortly after. Each year for the last 10 years she has told us that she won’t be around for another birthday and each year she is surprised when another rolls around. It hasn’t been until late that I think that she might be telling the truth. She has no interest in doing anything anymore and basically sits at the kitchen table as the minutes tick by. She has told me on more than one occasion that she is ready to go. I respect her words but don’t know if I am ready to give those lunches up just yet. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;I write this because although life have a cycle and we are all aware of that but are you really ready to let go of anyone in your life before they know how much they mean to you? And if not do you show them that each day, cause it could be their last!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Life+has+it's+cycles...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!18545.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!18545.entry</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Mar 2008 22:25:04 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>40</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!18545/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!18545.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-03-08T22:35:29Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Did Calgary have a sale on plane tickets??</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16660.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Saturday night we had a surprise party for my Aunt. She turned 50 on Thursday and she wanted nothing to do with any parties or anything, but she always makes out birthdays so special, so how could we not. I guess I really shouldn’t say we, Amanda (brothers) planned the whole thing, and all I did was cut up fruit and vegetables. Although Aunt Lynne never wanted anything special for her day, judging from the smile on her face she was thrilled. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Since Amanda had it at her mom’s I got to see her brother Sam who was down from Calgary visiting and trying to squeeze in a family Christmas party while here for just the weekend. He looks good, very tall now, and so happy, it really made me feel good to see the way that he has changed for the better. He brought with him his lady friend Kimberly, although I didn’t get to chat with them much it was great to see them smile at each other. It felt good to see them happy together.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;Sunday I discovered that because of the baby I no longer do well with drives that are over 30 minutes. I only drive for about 10 minutes to get to work, and any other time to mom’s or my brothers it’s 20 minutes. Yesterday was the first day that we really drove further. We went to see my uncle that was down from Calgary and do a bit of Christmas shopping. Sheesh, they must have had a sale on tickets from Calgary!?!? On the way there I started to feel pretty yucky, we only went to London but it’s about a 45 minute drive, which is the farthest that I have been in a vehicle since I got pregnant. I drank some ginger ale when I got there and rested the best that I could but on the way back I realized that it truly was carsickness. Although I did not get sick I sure felt like I was going to…in fact part of me wished that I almost had, as long as it would have made me feel better!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Did+Calgary+have+a+sale+on+plane+tickets%3f%3f&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16660.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16660.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 22:29:23 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>18</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16660/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16660.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-12-10T22:30:46Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>It was the flu...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16547.entry</link><description>&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;Ok so it was the flu, or something close to it. I basically felt like butt all weekend and by Monday at lunch I had to come home. I just stayed in bed all day again today and I think that I will be ok to go to work tomorrow. The weekend as I mentioned wasn’t as great as I wanted it to be. People kept telling me that it’s my pregnancy making me feel so yucky but even if it was I knew there had to be more. My body was achy like when you get a cold in you back. It progressed into my nose and today I was full of snot for most of the day, but I think I got lots of that out. I found that soda crackers and ginger ale are two of the most awesome things in the world that is what kept me going and allowed me to make sure that Jo didn’t have to cook Friday or Sunday, as it was her birthday weekend. We surprised her with a Wii. What a weird little machine. I am not much for video games but it’s really neat that they finally made one that gets the people playing up and moving. What will they think of next??&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;My sister-in-law finally has her gallbladder taken out today. The only made her wait a month or so. I never knew that that organ was really that useless and not really needed. Funny that we have them?! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I hear that they are useful if you eat only once or twice a month. Guess most of the runway models out there still might need theirs. Ha ha ha!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;She was looking good when we got there but after I wheeled her down to see her aunt (who is also in the hospital on the same floor) she wasn’t doing so good. For me it was scary, I have never seen someone pass out on me before. I didn’t know what was happening. I kept holding her head and talking to her. Her eyes were all over the place and she didn’t answer back to me, and when she did it was a moan of nothingness. She would raise her arms and then her eyes would venture into the back of her head or in separate directions. When she came to I kept telling her that she was ok. She had no idea what was going on. I just told her not to do it again, and just as I did she passed out.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;The nurses heard me calling for them and her aunt rang the bell for them, and they came to help. It was funny cause all the stuff that I took in first aid really didn’t do me much good, in fact I was shaking like a leaf. Maybe I would be ok if it wasn’t someone so close to me. I was just right out scared. I bet if they hooked me up to a machine after that my heart rate would have been through the roof as well as my blood pressure.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;When we left she was just nodding off. I do hope that she is feeling good enough to go home tomorrow, maybe even make it to family supper?! I know that she is looking forward to all the fatty foods and chocolate that she can eat.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Gallbadder+gone...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16478.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16478.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2007 02:23:34 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>16</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16478/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16478.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-11-29T02:23:34Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Shopping excursion...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16355.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Ok. So I am a slacker. I am sorry. There has just been so much going on. What else is new I know! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Saturday was a busy day. We headed out to do some Christmas shopping, just my mom’s and me! It was so nice to get a day to spend with them and we had a lot of fun. I am just way too lucky to not only have the best mom in the world, but now the best mother-in-law as well. We had one of the best lunches ever at Boston Pizza (look for more on this later this week), and we got a fair bit of shopping done. Well my mom did at least!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;When we got home I was so tired but I had promised that I would go for supper and go out for my brothers birthday. So when I got home I just showered and headed back out. We ate at Boston Pizza (again I know). Then headed to a buck n doe for one of my brothers friends. I hadn’t seen her in years, at least 10. She looked great and was so happy. Just what I like to see!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Yes I got up at 7am and went to bed at 3am cause we headed back to the pub for a few more drinks after the buck n doe. I had a really good time but I am still trying to catch up on sleep. You know me. Always the DD, rarely the drunk!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1phhLcjWhEltXTq8RTInAwi_Lb2fbHcVFeGHAKiLNmVhAvVhSZZwFVXpfxrmjCDcXLl3T5b3rF2YI" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Shopping+excursion...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16355.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16355.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2007 00:04:56 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>12</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16355/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16355.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-11-21T00:04:56Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>R - E - S - P - E - C - T</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16188.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;After thinking about things I have decided not to reply to the email that has been sent back to me. The rest will have to be dealt with face to face. I guess I should just accept that she did apologize and somehow I must have misunderstood that she was just a little upset about everything that was going on in her life. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Bottom line is that she just doesn’t get it. Maybe she never will. In my mind being pregnant is supposed to be the happiest time of your life. You should watch every little change that your body makes and share it with the people around you. It truly is the most amazing time in a woman’s life. I really have been trying to make it that way for her…&lt;b&gt;way more that she knows!!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Respect the people around you and I might not be so mad. Most of my anger isn’t even about me; it’s about the other people she disrespects. She doesn’t get that either. Seeing her disrespect my father after what I have been trying to do was just the icing on the cake, guess that makes me a bad person too! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Tonight I will go over there tonight and give her the birthday card and gift we got for her with a smile on my face and hope that one day why I am mad makes sense to her.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#a5a5a5"&gt;Song of the day:&lt;span&gt;  Respect - Aretha Franklin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+R+-+E+-+S+-+P+-+E+-+C+-+T&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16188.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16188.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 22:17:40 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>20</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16188/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16188.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-11-07T12:48:05Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Like knives...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16168.entry</link><description>&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;font face="Arial Narrow" color="#808080" size=3&gt;Have you ever felt like you are swimming in circles in a huge lake that you are sure to drown in cause the shore is million miles away and you re just so tired. This is what I feel like right now. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;font face="Arial Narrow" color="#808080" size=3&gt;I’m not the most perfect person by far but I do try to treat people as I would like them to treat me, and I am usually found trying to help people to get along. I often find myself in situations where I try to make people see that you only live once, so maybe you can look past the things about people that you dislike and try to just concentrate on the things that you like about them. Especially when it comes to my family!! I mean I don’t get along perfectly with my own family, but I try, and I try hard. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;font face="Arial Narrow" color="#808080" size=3&gt;I have failed my own thoughts on life this weekend and for some reason I just can’t get past it. Of course I should have probably never stumbled across what I did, but I did. I am mad. Very mad that I am mad to begin with. Actually I guess that I feel more stupid than anything else! Stupid for trying so hard to help this person, and silly to think that she might appreciate it. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;font face="Arial Narrow" color="#808080" size=3&gt;I know I know…I always say your feelings are yours for a reason…&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; feel them….but…y&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;font color="#808080"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial Narrow"&gt;ou did not read what I did. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;font color="#808080"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial Narrow"&gt;I was just very hurt at what this person wrote, that they had to whine and act immature about the situation. Not to mention the things that she called the person that truly was helping her out of a tight spot. I helped her sell her car cause she found out that she was pregnant. She in turn did nothing but complain about the fact that she actually had to do some work in order to get rid of it. She disrespected my father, my family, not to mention me. The things that implied that I myself was useless. Me? I feel like everything I did to help out was nothing important at all. Even though I thought that I was helping out two important people (whom I consider to be family) get through some rough times. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;font color="#808080"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial Narrow"&gt;Ha ha ha!! I am nothing in the end...but the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;daughter of the lazy a$$ jerk that bought someone’s car!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;br style=""&gt;&lt;br style=""&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#a5a5a5"&gt;Song of the day:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like Knives – City and Colour&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Like+knives...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16168.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16168.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2007 21:42:45 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>19</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16168/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16168.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-11-05T21:42:45Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>A little news from way over here...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16146.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I still haven’t gotten around to doing the Thank You cards yet, or finish the blog about our honeymoon. Maybe I will have it ready in time for our month anniversary. Ha ha ha! I am however glad that you all enjoyed the pictures, and thank you all for your complimants. I blushed a few times! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Things have been really crazy here, I mean really crazy. Randy has had a very rough week. Just when we think that we might be getting somewhere, that we might finally have an answer, we get the big “well I don’t know?!” It figures! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;These Dr’s now a day, they are on crack! As you will see as I keep going in this entry.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Amanda (brothers) has a rotten gallbladder, and they won’t take out for a month unless she has a really bad attack. She can’t eat anything with milk or fat, if she does she feels like she is dying. Makes me wonder why we have emergency rooms when they don’t do emergency surgery?? They kept her for 30+ hours and then released her and said see you in about a month. She figures that if she is going to go shopping in the states next weekend she has to at least make it without surgery until she gets back. I guess I would understand too if I had a weekend away from 3 kids!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Speaking of her 3 kids, I am watching them tonight plus a spare as Tori is having a sleep over. Amanda is going to a dance with my Aunt Lynne, which I am sure will do the rotten gallbladder good. I also figured that my brother could probably use a night out with the guys, so I told Kenny to take him out and I would watch the kids. Let’s see how I do with 4 kids to watch! Ha ha ha!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;Hil has been admitted to the hospital for the second time in just over a week. She was admitted last Saturday and this Saturday as well, for what the Dr’s call “we have no idea!” I just can’t get over how Dr’s never have any answers anymore. She probably will have to stay until Monday cause they don’t have any brain Dr’s on call over the weekend. So be sure to not hurt your head in Woodstock over the weekend or you are sh!t out of luck! I am scared and hurting all at once just like I do for Randy with each of his Dr appointments, cause I know that not knowing what is wrong is a horrible feeling!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+A+little+news+from+way+over+here...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16146.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16146.entry</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2007 20:41:10 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>17</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16146/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!16146.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-11-03T20:41:10Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Everyone has feelings....</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14889.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;My grandmother as I have mentioned before is 85. When I was a kid is used to look at her hands and wonder if mine would ever be that wrinkly. It felt a million miles away.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not that I am feeling old, but I see that my hands are no longer what they used to be. They just might be able to tell my age some day too. Grandma’s hands are starting to look so fragile. I used to look at her when I was a kid and think that she would be here forever.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess we all do that with family members as children. We never expect them to leave. I hate the life cycle right now although I know that it is the way it goes. They are no ways to stop the aging process!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Age has now taken my grandmothers memory from her. Last Thursday we had supper with her. Just Kenny, dad, Aunt Lynne and I. It was nice for a change, and I thought that we would get to talk to her more. Her ears were full of wax so she couldn’t hear any of us. After supper and the dishes were done we chatted for a few minutes and we said our good-byes and went home. I was just about to get into the shower when my aunt called saying that she forgot to tell my dad something so she called grandmas. Dad didn’t answer the phone (as he lives there as well), Grandma answered and she was all freaked out. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;My grandmother forgot we had left and when my aunt said she was on the phone looking for my dad and my grandmother couldn’t find any of us she started to get scared. She forgot that we had left but only 20 minutes before. I went over and calmed her down. She also thought that Lynne calling was weird cause she thought that we were all outside watering the grass. Which is where my dad was. She thought that everyone had left forever and at the same time thought we were still outside and she just couldn’t find us. My aunt doesn’t drive so she wanted me to pick her up to take her there to sort things out. I am glad that I took care of it myself as my aunt already takes care of her pretty much the other 99% of the time. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;She talks to me about how she feels when it’s just the two of us. I feel so bad. She feels like a burden. She said that she is ready to go so that we don’t have to baby-sit her so much. I wish I could take that feeling away from her; she should never have to feel that way. I was over there again last night to drop off the wedding invitation and she told me that she thinks that we are always mad at her cause we are yelling. She says that it’s nice when I come to visit cause when I talk louder I don’t sound mad. She says that I am more patient with her than everyone else. It breaks my heart that she feels that way. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;As hard for us as it is to understand and be patient with her…sometimes I think she deserves more than we give her. I got really mad this week at someone that is often talking about her under his breath. There is just a point in life when I cannot take it anymore and I needed for them to know it. We need to start watching the way we talk to her; we have to become more understanding of how she feels. Could you imagine thinking that your family is always mad, thinking that they have abandoned you and at the same time also think that they stepped outside for a bit?!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:12pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Song of the day: Grandma’s Hands – Barbra Streisand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr height="8"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://byfiles.storage.live.com&amp;#47;y1paagHFSzh9HmAtcCZrdrd-Hx1z_pbZSIIKbBKI5cRHe1lpMFBBaHDix1xOilMD59v"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;EFA01035FF56A394&amp;#33;14890&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Everyone+has+feelings....&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14889.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14889.entry</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Sep 2007 17:22:10 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>38</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14889/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14889.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-09-08T17:22:10Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Too busy to blog?!?!</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14529.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:11pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;So mom is doing very well…and I am still about to lose my mind…so thing are looking good…or normal to say the least!! &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:11pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;I am sorry that it took so long to blog again. I didn’t mean to make anyone worry. It’s just that she was supposed to get released from the hospital yesterday but the Dr never made it by to release her. So she had to stay another day. It is honestly in my opinion that it would do her some good to be stuck somewhere where there are rules she has to follow. I know that when she gets home that she will be trying to do all kind of things that she shouldn’t be doing. I know this cause I am the same way and I get it from her!!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:11pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;So mom should be home tonight but I don’t know if I will make it out to see her. I will call and see if she is even up for it before I head over there. That will have to be of course after Thursday family supper with my dad’s family., This week was the perfect time to have the circumstances that we do. Most of them wont be there tonight, meaning Amanda, Shawn and the kids. This means it will be a very very quiet one. (YES!! *~*whoot whoot*~*BIG HIGH FIVE ON THAT ONE!!) Thank goodness cause work was so horrible and my head is pounding. The lady that we hired to replace our old administrative/purchaser quit today. This means the few things that I have been doing to help to might now turn into a million things. Maybe I should just go back to working the 7 – 4 that I get paid to do?!?&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:11pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:11pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Song of the day: I’m So Tired – The Beatles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr height="8"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://byfiles.storage.live.com&amp;#47;y1pQm2DYqecQxDHTX6mkGD910v5s8zeYQ5i6HkqVltDASWoGxU5boxwIyRIyQhJ7Ghd"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;EFA01035FF56A394&amp;#33;14530&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+Too+busy+to+blog%3f!%3f!&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14529.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14529.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 22:06:15 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>23</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14529/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14529.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-08-30T22:06:15Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>When work gets to be too much...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14488.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:11pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;I am so retarded. With all that has been going on with work and life I almost forgot that my mom was having surgery today. I mean I would have remembered when I got home and looked at the calendar, but I have been concentrating on my job and the new jobs tat have been thrown at me so much that I almost completely forgot that my mother was having a hysterectomy. How could I? I am horrible. I am the worst daughter ever. I just wish that I wasn’t doing two peoples jobs anymore. I wish that I had time to remember important things instead of wondering how I will get through the next day of work. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:11pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;I went to see her and she is doing very well. She got up and peed while we were there, and her OCD was taking over as she was wiping off what she could around herself with Clorox wipes and where she couldn’t reach I was getting for her. They say that she will be able to come home tomorrow. I think that is great that you get to leave the hospital so soon now. It is also a little scary. She was talking about going for a jog later today but I don’t think tat will be happening anytime soon.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="font-size:11pt;color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Song of the day: Feel Better - Santana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr height="8"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://byfiles.storage.live.com&amp;#47;y1pQKl4f1z6KVH9v2iWRPm3gdSmosLhsvSX9eFpayy1th33w2g34b7141F23byqSCT7"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;EFA01035FF56A394&amp;#33;14489&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1179925278267890796&amp;page=RSS%3a+When+work+gets+to+be+too+much...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=imsoskrumshz"&gt;</description><comments>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14488.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14488.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 01:28:07 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>28</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14488/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14488.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-08-29T01:28:07Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Kenny's going to be an uncle...</title><link>http://imsoskrumshz.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!EFA01035FF56A394!14192.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;font face="Arial Narrow" color="#808080" size=3&gt;I am sorry about the delay in waiting for the surprise news. I really didn’t mean for it to take this long only is has been super crazy at work and when I get home there is just so much to get done. For instance this week I have approved the invitations, I have updated my vows and my speech, I have almost found some boxes to put the favours into, I have realized that I need to get some candle arbors cause I have changed the way the hall is getting set up, the rings are ready to be picked up, the bridesmaids dresses are in, and I have an appointment to get my dress fitted. The only thing that I haven’t done is go back to the gym…maybe I need someone to drag me there...Amanda!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;font face="Arial Narrow" color="#808080" size=3&gt;The latest and breaking news is that Kenny is going to be an uncle. Matty and Amy-Lynn are going to be parents. *~*whoot whoot*~* It was a great surprise to hear, although I actually told Kenny that she was on Friday night. I have no idea how I knew something just felt like she was. When I told Kenny he said “oh ya how do you know”. I just told him that I felt it, and he brushed it off. It was funny and kind of embarrassing when they told us cause I looked at Kenny and blurted out “I told you!”, when I really should have been saying congratulations.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They understood when I explained. Still I am really lost on how I knew, and so is everyone else. Maybe I am psycho…I mean psychic!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I loved the look on Kenny face when he found out that he was going to be an uncle, so proud of his brother for “slipping one past the goalie”, and so confused at how I knew. When there is so many other people around me who have or are having children it just makes me so excited, soon we will be able to have our own. Not to mention that we will be better off at it than if we weren’t around so many babies/children cause we will be learning so much from our friends/family about what lies ahead of us in the great voyage of raising kids. She suspects that she will be due in late March, which means that is we get pregnant as planned and things work out she have the baby 6 months before us. This gives me a great opportunity to pay more attention to the changes that my body will be making. LOL As much fun as they might be!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style="color:gray;font-family:'Arial Narrow'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;As for this weekend I am about to leave to go to Michigan International Speedway for my first live NASCAR race. I am so excited that I have been peeing every 20 minutes…don’t worry it’s not on the floor! Hopefully by the time I get back and settled I will be able to load up all the pictures from my night out as well as the race. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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