<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992269905045366657</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:26:33.314-07:00</updated><category term='Без рубрики'/><title type='text'>workingmomssurvival</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992269905045366657.post-915375859341577596</id><published>2008-09-13T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:39:29.595-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Без рубрики'/><title type='text'>Rain Rain Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today we were supposed to have a fun day at &lt;a href="http://www.cedarpoint.com/"&gt;Cedar Point &lt;/a&gt;for &lt;a href="http://www.halloweekends.com/"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Halloweekends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It is a blast. Our company that we work for has a family fun day at Cedar Point every year and we get into the amusement park for free. We love this perk and today we realized just how great it is because it is pouring down rain and we cannot go. We are so disappointed we have so much fun every year and J. T. loves the roller coasters. Nicole and Shawn were meeting us there and I'm sure we would have had a great time. Joe's whole family works at the factory so we make it a family affair. We had a big picnic planned and we were all meeting to eat together. Some things you just do not have any control over and we are trying to make the best of it so we are going to the mall to bum around and ending the day with a trip to Red Lobster which is J.T. and my favorite.(Joe hates seafood) there's just no accounting for taste.&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMvl5t79hMI/AAAAAAAAAps/PR_4v62zQ0I/s400/IM001571.jpg" border="0"&gt;Cedar Point picture from Giant Ferris Wheel&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMvl23JSsJI/AAAAAAAAApU/-1vk975E0SM/s400/IM001567.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beach at Cedar Point&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMvl5LyjEpI/AAAAAAAAApc/E55MMGMjBTQ/s400/IM001568.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Lake Erie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMvl5rcWCEI/AAAAAAAAApk/NTtdg1XSd30/s400/IM001570.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;J.T. riding Ferris Wheel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMvl51oK-1I/AAAAAAAAAp0/B1Tm27px_Bk/s400/IM001576.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nicole and Shawn eating at a 50's Diner in Cedar Point.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7609469956097631890-4132731596525611289?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4992269905045366657-915375859341577596?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/feeds/915375859341577596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/09/rain-rain-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/915375859341577596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/915375859341577596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/09/rain-rain-rain.html' title='Rain Rain Rain'/><author><name>*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMvl5t79hMI/AAAAAAAAAps/PR_4v62zQ0I/s72-c/IM001571.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992269905045366657.post-734071658116064651</id><published>2008-09-06T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:39:29.586-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Без рубрики'/><title type='text'>Baby Girl Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy 25 Birthday Nicole!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Twenty five years ago today my little baby girl was born.  I think back now and it seems like Joe and I were so young.  I was 20 and Joe was 19. But we got by ok and now I just can't believe my little girl is 25 now.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMJ4gDs164I/AAAAAAAAAos/YXOgKUb7mG0/s1600-h/IM_A0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMJ4gDs164I/AAAAAAAAAos/YXOgKUb7mG0/s400/IM_A0010.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nicole's first birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMJ4h5O-0LI/AAAAAAAAAo0/UsYINOk7YoM/s1600-h/IM_A0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMJ4h5O-0LI/AAAAAAAAAo0/UsYINOk7YoM/s400/IM_A0004.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nicole with cousin Jade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMJ4jUBwa-I/AAAAAAAAApE/UkevXHntghk/s1600-h/100_0753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMJ4jUBwa-I/AAAAAAAAApE/UkevXHntghk/s400/100_0753.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nicole and J.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMJ4jpKJXSI/AAAAAAAAApM/H3-4HzKl7Wk/s1600-h/000_0018%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMJ4jpKJXSI/AAAAAAAAApM/H3-4HzKl7Wk/s400/000_0018%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nicole and Shawn&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMJ4iZYIszI/AAAAAAAAAo8/z22ug8SrDHA/s400/100_0685.jpg" border="0"&gt;Nicole with her cat Maui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nicole is on a trip for her birthday right now she is traveling to New York City, Boston and her final destination is a wonderful spa in Maine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will give her a call to wish her a Happy Birthday but this is the first birthday we have not been with her to celebrate.  I miss you Nicole. Come home soon and safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7609469956097631890-4859261193344408119?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4992269905045366657-734071658116064651?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/feeds/734071658116064651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/09/baby-girl-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/734071658116064651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/734071658116064651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/09/baby-girl-birthday.html' title='Baby Girl Birthday'/><author><name>*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SMJ4gDs164I/AAAAAAAAAos/YXOgKUb7mG0/s72-c/IM_A0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992269905045366657.post-8939008563196670745</id><published>2008-09-03T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:39:29.576-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Без рубрики'/><title type='text'>a wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is so nice to get together with family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SL6VU5XAb5I/AAAAAAAAAns/E0zh9LJwSMM/s400/100_2126.jpg" border="0"&gt;The bride and groom. Joe's nephew . They looked so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SL6VUGTSMWI/AAAAAAAAAnc/UeCGGDShXrE/s1600-h/100_2112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SL6VUGTSMWI/AAAAAAAAAnc/UeCGGDShXrE/s400/100_2112.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nicole with cousins Stephen and Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SL6VUuzVIqI/AAAAAAAAAnk/dONxnFxqk1k/s1600-h/100_2115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SL6VUuzVIqI/AAAAAAAAAnk/dONxnFxqk1k/s400/100_2115.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;J. T. with dad and Grandma &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SL6VVNkAvDI/AAAAAAAAAn0/Ty3n2p4HwZg/s1600-h/100_2117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SL6VVNkAvDI/AAAAAAAAAn0/Ty3n2p4HwZg/s400/100_2117.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joe's brother with two of his three kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SL6XaqZpwHI/AAAAAAAAAoE/u-A7FNMKlgI/s400/100_2128.jpg" border="0"&gt;Bride and Groom cutting the cake &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at all those cakes. They were all different flavors&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SL6Xa83zL4I/AAAAAAAAAoM/0BmxErhaGGg/s400/100_2130.jpg" border="0"&gt;Joe's sister and brother dancing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SL6XaTAIuYI/AAAAAAAAAn8/0BCAel381fw/s400/100_2114.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Joe and I&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SL6Y70nl03I/AAAAAAAAAok/oUZ234o01pE/s400/100_2109.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nicole and Shawn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SL6Y7pxVtRI/AAAAAAAAAoc/jMADFxE0Voc/s400/100_2108.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;One pooped boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We all had a very nice time at the wedding and it was so nice to see Joe's family. Best wishes to Joey and Sarah the bride and groom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7609469956097631890-7110612366774479622?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4992269905045366657-8939008563196670745?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/feeds/8939008563196670745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/09/wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/8939008563196670745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/8939008563196670745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/09/wedding.html' title='a wedding'/><author><name>*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SL6VU5XAb5I/AAAAAAAAAns/E0zh9LJwSMM/s72-c/100_2126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992269905045366657.post-8563982544135466050</id><published>2008-08-15T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:39:29.566-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Без рубрики'/><title type='text'>Visiting Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip to Indiana was very nice and Grandma was very glad to see her boy J.T. when she would come to Ohio J.T.  always made sure we took the time to go visit her. The nursing home that she is in is very nice and clean and is close to all of her family in Indiana. One of her daughters in Indiana comes and takes her out once a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SKbLvx00zzI/AAAAAAAAAmk/8gzc18uQXz0/s400/100_2058.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Joe keeping his eyes on the road. I think he is so handsome. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SKbMw9lT0hI/AAAAAAAAAm0/9kReqUWr0Co/s400/100_2062.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;There was a lot of farmland &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SKbKl8wPmLI/AAAAAAAAAmc/lrBCUhrDdxA/s400/100_2066.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;J.T. and Joe with Grandma&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jacob was so happy that we took him on this trip&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SKbKlS2K0AI/AAAAAAAAAmU/vTDXPrW1K00/s1600-h/100_2068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SKbKlS2K0AI/AAAAAAAAAmU/vTDXPrW1K00/s400/100_2068.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a wonderful time talking to her and asking questions about her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Growing up Joe had Grandparents that lived right next door to him and they only made a trip to Indiana twice a year to see those relatives so he does not know them as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We found out many things we did not know about her.  When she was 7 her mother died and her dad sold their farm and put his two daughters in an &lt;span&gt;orphanage&lt;/span&gt;.  (That is was men did back then when their wife died. Not like today a man would just take care of his kids. But we are talking about 1914 when this happened and it was a different life for people.)  Grandma got moved around from family to family but always kept in contact with her sister and she is still alive and in a nursing home in Indiana as well.  Grandma was married at the age of 16 and&lt;br /&gt;had 13 children Joe's mom is one of the older children.  Her husband died in the sixties and she never remarried. Joe did not know his Grandma had lived in an orphanage or anything about her life growing up. I'm so glad we went to visit her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SKbLwYA-q2I/AAAAAAAAAms/62YcIoxY74c/s400/100_2064.jpg" border="0"&gt; This is a wonderful bird habitat inside the nursing that residents can come and view.  It was very nice and well taken care of. Many people come to see how the birds are doing daily.  They also have a very nice aquarium.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are so glad we took the trip and we had a great time.  I think J. T.  appreciates the trip we made for him, and he made us take the time to visit which sometimes gets put on the &lt;span&gt;back burner&lt;/span&gt; when you work all the time and there are things to get done at home.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you J. T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7609469956097631890-3346478949110554318?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4992269905045366657-8563982544135466050?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/feeds/8563982544135466050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/08/visiting-grandma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/8563982544135466050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/8563982544135466050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/08/visiting-grandma.html' title='Visiting Grandma'/><author><name>*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SKbLvx00zzI/AAAAAAAAAmk/8gzc18uQXz0/s72-c/100_2058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992269905045366657.post-1825215072813955246</id><published>2008-08-01T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:39:29.556-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Без рубрики'/><title type='text'>Summer Wish List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SJMFLjhRfDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/qbrvLIXjPTg/s400/100_0806.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;J.T. with his two Grandmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SJMFL6DtjpI/AAAAAAAAAmE/UWA91d5UBIo/s1600-h/100_0810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SJMFL6DtjpI/AAAAAAAAAmE/UWA91d5UBIo/s400/100_0810.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joe with his Grandma&lt;p align="center"&gt;At the beginning of Summer we all sat down after dinner and made out a list of all the things we would like to do this Summer. After each list was completed we read them all and compared them with each other to see if we put the same things on our lists. We numbered the items on our lists by importance. Our J.T. made out his list and #1 on his list was travel to &lt;span&gt;Indiana&lt;/span&gt; to see his 101 year old Great Grandma in the Nursing Home. He is willing to give up something a kid would think is fun to see his Great Grandma...... That's my boy. Well how can you refuse a thing like this so this weekend we will be traveling to &lt;span&gt;Indiana&lt;/span&gt; to see my hubby's Grandma. She is a wonderful woman and is such a joy to visit with. She is only in the Nursing home because her family did not like her living on her own anymore because of her advanced age but she is sharp as a tack. Her birthday is Tuesday Aug 5. Happy Birthday Grandma.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7609469956097631890-5471640059577322809?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4992269905045366657-1825215072813955246?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/feeds/1825215072813955246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-wish-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/1825215072813955246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/1825215072813955246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-wish-list.html' title='Summer Wish List'/><author><name>*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SJMFLjhRfDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/qbrvLIXjPTg/s72-c/100_0806.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992269905045366657.post-4357466096550194415</id><published>2008-07-28T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:39:29.546-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Без рубрики'/><title type='text'>Visiting Nicole</title><content type='html'>We took the weekend off from gardening and jobs around the house to visit Nicole and Shawn in Northeastern Ohio where the live. The company they work for was having a family picnic for their employees and their families at the Cleveland Zoo. We drove about two hours and Nicole and Shawn live about 30 Minutes away from the zoo.&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SI3FFkFnruI/AAAAAAAAAj8/pPJcQF1JOqY/s400/100_1991.jpg" border="0"&gt; They had a picnic buffet for the families and it was wonderful. It was so nice to spend time with Nicole and Shawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SI3GeVuFrsI/AAAAAAAAAkU/pToFdoWr8VA/s1600-h/100_2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SI3GeVuFrsI/AAAAAAAAAkU/pToFdoWr8VA/s400/100_2005.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the picnic area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SI3GfM14jTI/AAAAAAAAAkc/g8q-Z-NabTk/s1600-h/100_2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SI3GfM14jTI/AAAAAAAAAkc/g8q-Z-NabTk/s400/100_2006.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Cleveland Zoo has a Rain Forest the was &lt;span&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. I think the Rain Forest was &lt;span&gt;every ones&lt;/span&gt; favorite place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SI3LCzdFtoI/AAAAAAAAAlk/XDIP0AmAruA/s400/100_2048.jpg" border="0"&gt;Nicole and Shawn in the Rain Forest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SI3FGuJYVrI/AAAAAAAAAkM/PzVuDgGO4S4/s1600-h/100_1998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SI3FGuJYVrI/AAAAAAAAAkM/PzVuDgGO4S4/s400/100_1998.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;J.T. and Nicole on the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SI3JMEWCk1I/AAAAAAAAAlE/xYW1v-ibi9o/s400/100_2000.jpg" border="0"&gt; J. T. Feeding a &lt;span&gt;Larikeet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SI3LAqEVorI/AAAAAAAAAlM/xHUK7Wnhu50/s400/100_2004.jpg" border="0"&gt;Little &lt;span&gt;Larikeet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SI3LBggWZbI/AAAAAAAAAlU/zZZvxJBFUpA/s400/100_2010.jpg" border="0"&gt;J. T. at a research station replica in the Rain Forest&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SI3LCajwnkI/AAAAAAAAAlc/MXvPHmY4Qm8/s400/100_2020.jpg" border="0"&gt;Joe looking out at the Rain Forest. The big tree had a spiral staircase in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trip to the zoo was so much fun and after the zoo we went back to Nicole's apartment and went out to dinner with them. We got home very late that night and on Sunday we went to the movies to watch the Dark Knight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SI3O16t_imI/AAAAAAAAAls/96Bec3pTtLU/s400/100_1979.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;J. T. has loved Batman since he was 2 years old and he still does he has gone a year or two without getting any of his batman gear out and then the commercials for the new Batman movie started on &lt;span&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; and away he went to change into batman once again. I thought he had outgrown all that stuff but I'm kind of glad he hasn't. I had to snap a &lt;span&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt; because it might be the last time he wears it . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a great day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Roxy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7609469956097631890-1396564098265237849?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4992269905045366657-4357466096550194415?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/feeds/4357466096550194415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/07/visiting-nicole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/4357466096550194415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/4357466096550194415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/07/visiting-nicole.html' title='Visiting Nicole'/><author><name>*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SI3FFkFnruI/AAAAAAAAAj8/pPJcQF1JOqY/s72-c/100_1991.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992269905045366657.post-43382521187453786</id><published>2008-07-15T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:39:29.536-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Без рубрики'/><title type='text'>Update on Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHye6kVMXTI/AAAAAAAAAik/w_sY2AT0198/s1600-h/100_1872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHye6kVMXTI/AAAAAAAAAik/w_sY2AT0198/s400/100_1872.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bandit is growing so fast at this date he weighed 17 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHye65n0P_I/AAAAAAAAAis/n-BeT3qY2iA/s1600-h/100_1875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHye65n0P_I/AAAAAAAAAis/n-BeT3qY2iA/s400/100_1875.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is a sweet loving dog but it is like having a toddler watching everything he puts in his mouth and watching he doesn't chew anything (or everything).  We have had a couple puppy casualties but he is learning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHyd4F4MLhI/AAAAAAAAAh8/theY_oOveAY/s1600-h/100_1916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHyd4F4MLhI/AAAAAAAAAh8/theY_oOveAY/s400/100_1916.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The chickens are growing so fast and they do not look at all like chicks anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHyd4YiVspI/AAAAAAAAAiE/MEZSeuURRj4/s1600-h/100_1922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHyd4YiVspI/AAAAAAAAAiE/MEZSeuURRj4/s400/100_1922.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There feathers are all coming in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHyd4_t7R8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/nVQcjpiWs88/s1600-h/100_1918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHyd4_t7R8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/nVQcjpiWs88/s400/100_1918.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The two new kittens are so curious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHyd5TDVyFI/AAAAAAAAAiU/VDwN8I4nf4Y/s1600-h/100_1910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHyd5TDVyFI/AAAAAAAAAiU/VDwN8I4nf4Y/s400/100_1910.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can a chicken be handsome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHyd5otqVGI/AAAAAAAAAic/FjO3qj8O2NI/s1600-h/100_1920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHyd5otqVGI/AAAAAAAAAic/FjO3qj8O2NI/s400/100_1920.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bat and Pumpkin are little hunters&lt;br /&gt;We had to move the rabbit out of the chicken area now that they are outside because they kept being mean to each other and chasing the others.&lt;br /&gt;Baby animals are so much fun and a lot of work&lt;br /&gt;but we have enjoyed every minute of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7609469956097631890-6782033449174598662?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4992269905045366657-43382521187453786?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/feeds/43382521187453786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/07/update-on-babies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/43382521187453786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/43382521187453786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/07/update-on-babies.html' title='Update on Babies'/><author><name>*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHye6kVMXTI/AAAAAAAAAik/w_sY2AT0198/s72-c/100_1872.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992269905045366657.post-7357901555451685792</id><published>2008-07-12T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:39:29.527-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Без рубрики'/><title type='text'>A week off work?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could not wait to get to take a week vacation. In my mind I saw myself lounging around and catching up with all of my Internet friends. June 28 started the vacation and it is also a milestone at our house. It is J.T.'s birthday. My little baby boy is 12 this year and I can't believe how fast he has grown up. We had a party for him on Saturday. I cleaned all day Friday and got all of my food ready on Saturday morning. Hubby took care of all of the outdoor chores and I took care of the inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHicTQ1SLWI/AAAAAAAAAgk/eJGFOW2JDR4/s400/100_1889.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;J.T. opening gifts and his friend and Nicole and Shawn watching.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHicSkxrEsI/AAAAAAAAAgU/I0cPQlO_6F4/s1600-h/100_1888.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHicSkxrEsI/AAAAAAAAAgU/I0cPQlO_6F4/s400/100_1888.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHicSkxrEsI/AAAAAAAAAgU/I0cPQlO_6F4/s1600-h/100_1888.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other party guests&lt;br /&gt;Well the party was a huge success, J.T. had a great time. We enjoyed visiting with all of our family and the rain stopped so we walked all around and showed everyone all of our new babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The party is over and now my vacation starts. Or so I thought.... After working many hours of overtime and weekends I was more than ready for a week off. My work asked if a few of us would work on Sunday night doing a special project. I figured it is only one day and I will have the rest of the week. So now I'm down to four days of vacation. Oh well that will still be good, Right? It was a very nice four days since I did not have to go to work, but my hubby had a different idea of what would go on during the vacation. I guess he forgot to read my to do list &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Roxy's List&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sit and lounge &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;catch up on computer reading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watch tv&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sleep late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His list looked entirely different. If I would have seen his list ahead of time I might have just worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joe's list&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paint fence &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;paint garage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weed garden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;redo chicken fence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fix everything from sun up to sun down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and try to wear out Roxy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by working her to death&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHiuZFAqWNI/AAAAAAAAAh0/1vyB90aPIKo/s400/100_0908.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHiuY7bJZhI/AAAAAAAAAhs/T7gLzc7ETNg/s400/100_0866.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Our fence was white and It looked nice but it seemed like so much white. (white house, white fence. white garage, white barn) At our other house we had a stained fence and thought we might like that color again so we got some paint the color of our old stain and painted and painted and painted. I think it turned out nice and it does separate the house and garage. &lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHinkI-x6aI/AAAAAAAAAhU/9cLYGqWJaEY/s400/100_1946.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHinj71JnaI/AAAAAAAAAhM/9DvvHaSXizE/s400/100_1945.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHicTmOJeNI/AAAAAAAAAgs/PXv0U1ZqPgc/s400/100_1927.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The next task was to paint the garage. It is an old farm machine shed with sliding doors across the front. So it looks like a big wall of white. Our new little party room is on the right end now and it only makes the rest look more boring.&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHinlFRtLWI/AAAAAAAAAhk/7wIg3Wyd71A/s400/100_1284.jpg" border="0"&gt;We spent all day painting it white and then adding windows. We decided on carriage house windows. We still need to put hinges and handles on the doors but I definitely like the new look.&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHikRaOpGOI/AAAAAAAAAhE/xURNUYWmNIM/s400/100_1940.jpg" border="0"&gt;Saving money with paint. There really was no way to put real windows in the doors since they slide on top and behind each other so I painted them on. If I want something and can't afford it or can't do it I tend to just paint what I want.&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHicT5VTCDI/AAAAAAAAAg0/p7BTcVGOfWU/s400/100_1930.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHikQ9KeB3I/AAAAAAAAAg8/FH4w2Heqp-o/s400/100_1939.jpg" border="0"&gt; We did accomplish our goal of breaking up the wall of white and we like it a lot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We did take a day off on the fourth of July and took J.T. to the parade and fireworks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I will have to get back to work to take a break hahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I did take time to enjoy some of my flowers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHicS-HQNfI/AAAAAAAAAgc/_-lCncUoG84/s400/100_1878.jpg" border="0"&gt; I miss all of you and I will be catching up with everyone and what you have going on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Roxy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7609469956097631890-5971545378471742044?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4992269905045366657-7357901555451685792?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/feeds/7357901555451685792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/07/week-off-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/7357901555451685792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/7357901555451685792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/07/week-off-work.html' title='A week off work?'/><author><name>*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SHicTQ1SLWI/AAAAAAAAAgk/eJGFOW2JDR4/s72-c/100_1889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992269905045366657.post-8920361755809745314</id><published>2008-06-22T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:39:29.517-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Без рубрики'/><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SF5ry70w3UI/AAAAAAAAAgM/vTwKd8xPujE/s1600-h/100_1811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block;margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SF5ry70w3UI/AAAAAAAAAgM/vTwKd8xPujE/s400/100_1811.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Fathers Day JOE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you so much and you are such a wonderful father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I admire you and how much you love our family and have made us the center of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are also a wonderful husband, provider, son and son-in-law. You are always willing to put your plans aside to help your family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both of your kids admire you and you have instilled a wonderful work ethic and morals in both of them.  Such a hard worker.  You do not rely on everyone else and you always get the job done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Father's Day Sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7609469956097631890-5793487345380346458?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4992269905045366657-8920361755809745314?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/feeds/8920361755809745314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/06/father-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/8920361755809745314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/8920361755809745314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/06/father-day.html' title='Father&amp;#39;s Day'/><author><name>*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EzFCHCI5Ny0/SF5ry70w3UI/AAAAAAAAAgM/vTwKd8xPujE/s72-c/100_1811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992269905045366657.post-4298499191562172711</id><published>2008-06-17T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:39:29.506-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Без рубрики'/><title type='text'>I'm still alive</title><content type='html'>I have been so busy with chores, gardening, all these new babies, potty training Bandit(he is doing so well) and working overtime ( 7 days a week and 12 hours a day on 3 days a week)  I'm exhausted and I keep trying to get caught up on my reading and writing.  I will be off the week of Fourth of July and I can't wait.  I will visit everyone soon.&lt;div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7609469956097631890-4752167306326881469?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4992269905045366657-4298499191562172711?l=workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/feeds/4298499191562172711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-still-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/4298499191562172711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992269905045366657/posts/default/4298499191562172711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://workingmomssurvival.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-still-alive.html' title='I&amp;#39;m still alive'/><author><name>*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
