<?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-13783971</id><updated>2011-07-28T05:30:09.905-07:00</updated><category term='kids'/><title type='text'>WHATEVER!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>138</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-7464694068621754384</id><published>2009-08-23T12:41:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:30:43.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 60th Mommy!</title><content type='html'>You are the best Mother in the world. You are the greatest Mom I could ever have. I am pretty sure you got the short end of the deal, but I am so blessed to have gotten you! I love you and wish I could be with you on this big day!!!! My biggest hope for my kids is that I can be as great a Mom as you are and have always been. If I am even half as great as you, they'll still be pretty lucky!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for your viewing pleasure.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i44.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid44.photobucket.com/albums/f11/klhoil/Happy%20Bday%20Grama/P1030385.flv"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-7464694068621754384?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7464694068621754384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=7464694068621754384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/7464694068621754384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/7464694068621754384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-60th-mommy.html' title='Happy 60th Mommy!'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-3881597919901972131</id><published>2009-06-22T23:18:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T23:30:26.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SkB1MuYlfxI/AAAAAAAAA7I/2IndKsZarg4/s1600-h/P1030219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350405218786180882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SkB1MuYlfxI/AAAAAAAAA7I/2IndKsZarg4/s320/P1030219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spoiled Daddy on Fathers Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He got Blueberry Muffins for breakfast. His favorite Beef Stroganoff for dinner and this yummy Hot Fudge Sundae Cake Dessert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350406357151120738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SkB2O_H7_WI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ltEyVj-84rg/s320/IMG00112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-3881597919901972131?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3881597919901972131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=3881597919901972131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/3881597919901972131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/3881597919901972131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers Day'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SkB1MuYlfxI/AAAAAAAAA7I/2IndKsZarg4/s72-c/P1030219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-5500669317565977591</id><published>2009-04-30T22:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:36:06.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROTC Awards Night</title><content type='html'>Taylor had his NJROTC Awards night and he got quite a few medals, awards and Letter for a Lettermans Jacket.&lt;br /&gt;We are very proud of our boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsyvoFWWiI/AAAAAAAAA3w/ixOAK162RHc/s1600-h/P1030107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330910377718209058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsyvoFWWiI/AAAAAAAAA3w/ixOAK162RHc/s320/P1030107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsyUReTnUI/AAAAAAAAA3o/o5MrnV9Kn-A/s1600-h/P1030111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330909907792403778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsyUReTnUI/AAAAAAAAA3o/o5MrnV9Kn-A/s320/P1030111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsyUBEf6tI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Ww9HXZKpuEk/s1600-h/P1030112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330909903389190866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsyUBEf6tI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Ww9HXZKpuEk/s320/P1030112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsyT2hxA3I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/KmnVAgwup5s/s1600-h/P1030113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330909900559156082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsyT2hxA3I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/KmnVAgwup5s/s320/P1030113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsyTWrrpEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/sbS01dkbyZ8/s1600-h/P1030114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330909892010812482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsyTWrrpEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/sbS01dkbyZ8/s320/P1030114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsyS4M9tVI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Ezk0mfHvg9w/s1600-h/P1030115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330909883828909394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsyS4M9tVI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Ezk0mfHvg9w/s320/P1030115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-5500669317565977591?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5500669317565977591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=5500669317565977591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/5500669317565977591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/5500669317565977591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2009/04/rotc-awards-night.html' title='ROTC Awards Night'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsyvoFWWiI/AAAAAAAAA3w/ixOAK162RHc/s72-c/P1030107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-4860268098086468530</id><published>2009-04-28T21:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:21:20.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Marines Recruit Grad</title><content type='html'>Taylor had his Recruit Graduation and is now officially a Young Marine.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsuQvS5sxI/AAAAAAAAA2w/SUREgTqDaPM/s1600-h/P1030096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330905449031643922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsuQvS5sxI/AAAAAAAAA2w/SUREgTqDaPM/s320/P1030096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsuQVksa5I/AAAAAAAAA2o/Dgr3hhsg3As/s1600-h/P1030095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330905442126949266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsuQVksa5I/AAAAAAAAA2o/Dgr3hhsg3As/s320/P1030095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsuQE392FI/AAAAAAAAA2g/-MImszttlPE/s1600-h/P1030094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330905437644380242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsuQE392FI/AAAAAAAAA2g/-MImszttlPE/s320/P1030094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsuPj3Qn1I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/xMfP5iCC6RE/s1600-h/P1030093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330905428783046482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsuPj3Qn1I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/xMfP5iCC6RE/s320/P1030093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsuPbPNwOI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/JNVa0d0m9Es/s1600-h/P1030092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330905426467602658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsuPbPNwOI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/JNVa0d0m9Es/s320/P1030092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330906651122980898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsvWtbz2CI/AAAAAAAAA3A/CD5rhF9BnK0/s320/P1030098.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-4860268098086468530?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4860268098086468530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=4860268098086468530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4860268098086468530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4860268098086468530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2009/04/young-marines-recruit-grad.html' title='Young Marines Recruit Grad'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SfsuQvS5sxI/AAAAAAAAA2w/SUREgTqDaPM/s72-c/P1030096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-3712178544465251412</id><published>2009-01-19T22:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T22:18:11.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Military Ball</title><content type='html'>Taylor had his 1st Military Ball this last Saturday - here are the pics before he left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being all serious....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SXVdi29gGPI/AAAAAAAAAx4/bjzo1CkknP4/s1600-h/P1020616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293239790494292210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SXVdi29gGPI/AAAAAAAAAx4/bjzo1CkknP4/s320/P1020616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a smile...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SXVdiklm3mI/AAAAAAAAAxw/4IBW0LaooSc/s1600-h/P1020619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293239785562234466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SXVdiklm3mI/AAAAAAAAAxw/4IBW0LaooSc/s320/P1020619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoyed because Ry wanted a pic w/ her big brother - he was afraid she'd mess up his attire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SXVdicvBENI/AAAAAAAAAxo/VyQ8XIQ5SCc/s1600-h/P1020620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293239783454216402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SXVdicvBENI/AAAAAAAAAxo/VyQ8XIQ5SCc/s320/P1020620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-3712178544465251412?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3712178544465251412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=3712178544465251412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/3712178544465251412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/3712178544465251412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/military-ball.html' title='Military Ball'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SXVdi29gGPI/AAAAAAAAAx4/bjzo1CkknP4/s72-c/P1020616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-5661052793347545939</id><published>2008-12-20T23:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:35:06.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx7UkBezjI/AAAAAAAAAvo/e517p_akuhg/s320/P1020540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Christmas decorating is done... We have 2 trees this year. The old one was too short for these ceilings, so I got a 9 foot one last year on big sale after Christmas, it now touches the ceiling and my old one looks dinky now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx9KQxKKHI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Rip0SnS_wh8/s1600-h/P1020546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277230478624696434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx9KQxKKHI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Rip0SnS_wh8/s320/P1020546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx9J_6-5NI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/q3H5z8k3jjg/s1600-h/P1020545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277230474102498514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx9J_6-5NI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/q3H5z8k3jjg/s320/P1020545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx7V-vqGJI/AAAAAAAAAwI/mcALu1F2tBo/s1600-h/P1020544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277228480921737362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx7V-vqGJI/AAAAAAAAAwI/mcALu1F2tBo/s320/P1020544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx7VlOdQwI/AAAAAAAAAwA/sIKSnINj_mE/s1600-h/P1020543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277228474071597826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx7VlOdQwI/AAAAAAAAAwA/sIKSnINj_mE/s320/P1020543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx7VP7on5I/AAAAAAAAAv4/Hkh2GCFN7F8/s1600-h/P1020542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277228468355506066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx7VP7on5I/AAAAAAAAAv4/Hkh2GCFN7F8/s320/P1020542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx7UwifQdI/AAAAAAAAAvw/71h_0ODLyts/s1600-h/P1020541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277228459928535506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx7UwifQdI/AAAAAAAAAvw/71h_0ODLyts/s320/P1020541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277230492735468434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx9LFVbc5I/AAAAAAAAAwg/iwChEy3l0zc/s320/P1020547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277230503580833266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx9LtvKlfI/AAAAAAAAAwo/cYztOLqbJRg/s320/P1020548.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-485750484173582418?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/485750484173582418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=485750484173582418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/485750484173582418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/485750484173582418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/12/deck-halls.html' title='Deck the Halls'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STx7UkBezjI/AAAAAAAAAvo/e517p_akuhg/s72-c/P1020540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-7161567306397946776</id><published>2008-12-06T16:05:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T16:40:47.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drill Meet</title><content type='html'>We went to watch Taylors Drill Meet today. It was cool. Long time to wait for him to perform (3 hours) but he did great. Here are some pics and video, we didn't get the whole thing. In fact, due to technical difficulties, meaning Mr. H, we only got 5 seconds total. Luckily, we had a friend there and she got a little more than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, look how serious and intent he isin the first pic.  He says it is just the son.  I say whatever.  I am so proud of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STsMuuGQo7I/AAAAAAAAAvA/ex5Cx2hYuvg/s1600-h/P1020525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276825385182471090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STsMuuGQo7I/AAAAAAAAAvA/ex5Cx2hYuvg/s320/P1020525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STsLLfLn-5I/AAAAAAAAAu4/7LE1vaEldfE/s1600-h/CIMG0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276823680371391378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STsLLfLn-5I/AAAAAAAAAu4/7LE1vaEldfE/s320/CIMG0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/STsLK_1bIfI/AAAAAAAAAuw/XiPWaDgjMOc/s1600-h/CIMG0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276823671956775410" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SS9qz5zEtyI/AAAAAAAAAsA/bzTzAB7bp2E/s320/P1020511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SS9q1Gap73I/AAAAAAAAAsg/4RoSMN75a54/s1600-h/P1020513.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My pretty awesome son(most of the time anyway) who almost plowed into the block wall today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273551131621699026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SS9q0FErrdI/AAAAAAAAAsI/c8UbuBvA8ZA/s320/P1020516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My beautiful girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SS9q0rmW7hI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/tTVZ5wejrGc/s1600-h/P1020524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273551141963492882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SS9q0rmW7hI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/tTVZ5wejrGc/s320/P1020524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and great friends, both near and far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273551143484733058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SS9q0xRDNoI/AAAAAAAAAsY/XbyBP-7xI60/s320/P1020498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On this day of thanks, I am very thankful to Phillip -without him, none of the above would be possible. Had he not chosen me over that one guy back in the day, I never would have met Brigitte, who I do love even though we have nothing in common other than she likes native americans and I married one.  LOL  Without her, I never would have gone to Rocky Horror, where we then met the dorks that introduced us to SCA where I then met the man of my dreams and also Steph who has been an amazing friend. I love you Phillip, you are the best brother from another Mother and we have the most fun when we are together. I can't wait until we are old and still silly and do stuff like this.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273556071930005842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SS9vTpJ-CVI/AAAAAAAAAso/zOy64KrBRx8/s320/immaturity-demotivational-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also am the luckiest girl in the world when it come to Mothers. I have the absolute BEST Mother in the world. I am also lucky to have a great Mother in law. I have heard horror stories about horrible Mothers in Law, and I lucked out and got a great one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you all and hope you had a wonderful Turkey Day.  Mine was another H. Family Holiday, and that says it all right there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-6665030856244488271?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6665030856244488271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=6665030856244488271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/6665030856244488271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/6665030856244488271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-thankful-for.html' title='I am thankful for....'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SS9qz5zEtyI/AAAAAAAAAsA/bzTzAB7bp2E/s72-c/P1020511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-6076339028768451194</id><published>2008-11-11T22:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T00:13:28.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are family...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SRqB1lOReNI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Ct1KInJx8oc/s1600-h/11-08+us+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267665471688243410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SRqB1lOReNI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Ct1KInJx8oc/s320/11-08+us+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SRqB1lLz3DI/AAAAAAAAAkU/n7-z9IoE3oA/s1600-h/11-08+ramsie+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267665471677914162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SRqB1lLz3DI/AAAAAAAAAkU/n7-z9IoE3oA/s320/11-08+ramsie+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SRqB1EeQcCI/AAAAAAAAAkM/7DJvECH2tiM/s1600-h/11-08+kids+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267665462896914466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SRqB1EeQcCI/AAAAAAAAAkM/7DJvECH2tiM/s320/11-08+kids+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SRqB06VqeTI/AAAAAAAAAkE/9FPdAMB9uaQ/s1600-h/11-08+girls+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267665460176517426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SRqB06VqeTI/AAAAAAAAAkE/9FPdAMB9uaQ/s320/11-08+girls+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SRqB0gwCA_I/AAAAAAAAAj8/2QfMbBvzPOI/s1600-h/11-08+family+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267665453307790322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SRqB0gwCA_I/AAAAAAAAAj8/2QfMbBvzPOI/s320/11-08+family+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My scanner sucks, but you get the idea!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-6076339028768451194?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6076339028768451194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=6076339028768451194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/6076339028768451194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/6076339028768451194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-are-family.html' title='We are family...'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SRqB1lOReNI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Ct1KInJx8oc/s72-c/11-08+us+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-2872800916160388547</id><published>2008-11-01T15:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T15:41:18.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Proud</title><content type='html'>Don't know all the details yet, but our ROTC guy just called from Sahuarita High School where they just preformed his first ROTC drill meet.  They did so good they qualified to go to "some bowl".  He said The Super Bowl, but I am thinking The Rose Bowl since he said it was in California.  He is so excited and we are so happy for him!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-2872800916160388547?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2872800916160388547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=2872800916160388547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2872800916160388547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2872800916160388547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-proud.html' title='So Proud'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-4985640780434515046</id><published>2008-10-31T16:33:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T15:51:21.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I never really thought the girls looked like me until I saw these.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQuV6tULVbI/AAAAAAAAAgs/YlQcHKV-3LY/s1600-h/mebaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263465425341732274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQuV6tULVbI/AAAAAAAAAgs/YlQcHKV-3LY/s320/mebaby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263825416938529410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQzdU-hLIoI/AAAAAAAAAg0/D-DjfviV_zg/s320/mebaby2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-4985640780434515046?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4985640780434515046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=4985640780434515046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4985640780434515046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4985640780434515046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think?'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQuV6tULVbI/AAAAAAAAAgs/YlQcHKV-3LY/s72-c/mebaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-9070308862380569805</id><published>2008-10-26T00:01:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:32:57.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch Fun</title><content type='html'>Today we went to a Pumpkin Patch and here are some pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ry making "corn angels"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261356916693850082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQQYPWgU1-I/AAAAAAAAAds/BYVoeNZKnIg/s320/P1020410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 3 favorite goofballs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261356913394173714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQQYPKNnxxI/AAAAAAAAAdk/dSc_QT54e0s/s320/P1020416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My "babies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261356907325370050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQQYOzmtLsI/AAAAAAAAAdc/7GMnD1g18oY/s320/P1020417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Taylor picking up chicks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261356906116067506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQQYOvGYsLI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Ubm7TftggDE/s320/P1020422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the kids....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261356900299486146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQQYOZbms8I/AAAAAAAAAdM/i2QB35y5pOo/s320/P1020432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We tried the big family corn maze, but Ry got bored after awhile so we never finished.  She spent a lot of time playing in the corn and the bouncy house.  Then we left without getting pumpkins because she was having a meltdown at the time.  We got pumpkins closer to home at another pumpkin stand and came home to carve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261359276740876258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQQaYuXYl-I/AAAAAAAAAeU/JDRQsRA9D4Q/s320/P1020434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ramsie joined us for a few minutes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261359269147954178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQQaYSFFzAI/AAAAAAAAAeM/OJ9nFJU8iFY/s320/P1020438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The finished products....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261359263003844994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQQaX7MOIYI/AAAAAAAAAeE/yjIiWtxRZuQ/s320/P1020441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261359256711158610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQQaXjv7W1I/AAAAAAAAAd8/hdx0cvUJFgQ/s320/P1020440.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-9070308862380569805?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/9070308862380569805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=9070308862380569805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/9070308862380569805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/9070308862380569805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-patch-fun.html' title='Pumpkin Patch Fun'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQQYPWgU1-I/AAAAAAAAAds/BYVoeNZKnIg/s72-c/P1020410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-1126343235120739401</id><published>2008-10-23T21:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:21:57.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our2peasinapod Custom Boutique Jewelry Blog: Pink Giveaway &amp; Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://our2peasinapod.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260595678112880210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQFj5bzfllI/AAAAAAAAAck/hWCvRizdNWU/s320/our2peasinapod-pink-for-october-logo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://our2peasinapod.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://our2peasinapod.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://our2peasinapod.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://our2peasinapod.blogspot.com/2008/09/pink-giveaway-tag.html#links"&gt;Our2peasinapod Custom Boutique Jewelry Blog: Pink Giveaway &amp;amp; Tag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My very best friend from back in the day, back when I first moved to AZ, pre Phillip era, is having a giveaway. She makes the cutest bracelets and other jewelry, and if only my husband would get a 2nd job, I could buy a whole bunch for my girls.  So go check it out and enter her drawing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-1126343235120739401?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1126343235120739401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=1126343235120739401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/1126343235120739401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/1126343235120739401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/10/our2peasinapod-custom-boutique-jewelry.html' title='Our2peasinapod Custom Boutique Jewelry Blog: Pink Giveaway &amp; Tag'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SQFj5bzfllI/AAAAAAAAAck/hWCvRizdNWU/s72-c/our2peasinapod-pink-for-october-logo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-1281300666188900656</id><published>2008-10-10T15:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:46:50.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>My Mommy comes into town tonight for Ry's fall break.  We were supposed to go to Cali. for the week but just can't afford it.  We'll just have to have fun here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out for sushi tonight - YEAH!!!!!!  I haven't had sushi in so long.  Shouldn't spend the money, but I really want some sushi.  After sushi we'll come get the kids (Grandma L. watching while we go out) and go pick up Mom at 1030.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started back at curves this week.  I go back to work in a month.  YUCK!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, so it is only Oct. 10 and I finally put the last of my xmas decor away.  LOL - if I didn't have halloween/thanksgiving stuff to put on those shelves I wouldn't have even bothered w/ xmas being so close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-1281300666188900656?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1281300666188900656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=1281300666188900656' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/1281300666188900656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/1281300666188900656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-3158349040963560740</id><published>2008-09-30T15:55:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:58:31.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please go here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://legalizetheherb.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://legalizetheherb.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; leave a comment and vote at the bottom.  It is Moms friends son in college and is for a grade in one of his classes.  Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-3158349040963560740?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3158349040963560740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=3158349040963560740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/3158349040963560740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/3158349040963560740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/09/please-go-here.html' title='Please go here...'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-9049477450005057315</id><published>2008-09-29T16:31:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:24:24.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>My future Navy SEAL</title><content type='html'>T. got his patricipation ribbon in ROTC and is very proud of himself. He got it for participating in three non-required events. He is now working on his community service ribbon. He is really enjoying this whole ROTC thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SOFl3AMImsI/AAAAAAAAAYs/4EvAW-5vmeM/s1600-h/P1020317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251590636108815042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SOFl3AMImsI/AAAAAAAAAYs/4EvAW-5vmeM/s320/P1020317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SOFl3D2DpwI/AAAAAAAAAY0/miziogcJ6Gw/s1600-h/P1020318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251590637089957634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SOFl3D2DpwI/AAAAAAAAAY0/miziogcJ6Gw/s320/P1020318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, check out the GUNS.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251603060336640338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SOFxKMC4QVI/AAAAAAAAAZk/-foEELq2N38/s320/P1020359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251603058571570354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SOFxKFeDbLI/AAAAAAAAAZc/_0XR7dmP3iA/s320/P1020360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-9049477450005057315?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/9049477450005057315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=9049477450005057315' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/9049477450005057315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/9049477450005057315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-future-navy-seal.html' title='My future Navy SEAL'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SOFl3AMImsI/AAAAAAAAAYs/4EvAW-5vmeM/s72-c/P1020317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-3155123556538149948</id><published>2008-09-14T19:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T19:26:09.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes...</title><content type='html'>I have combined both the girls blogs into one. They can now be found &lt;a href="http://my2girrls.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby is already 4 weeks old, so that means I only have 8 more weeks off work.  That stinks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have much else to blog about, I don't do much these days, but catch sleep whenever I can and take care of the family.  Of course, I keep up on all my normal reality TV and then some.  I learn funny things from reality TV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-3155123556538149948?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3155123556538149948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=3155123556538149948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/3155123556538149948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/3155123556538149948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/09/changes.html' title='Changes...'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-5126587759808374705</id><published>2008-08-22T21:35:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:49:02.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are home....</title><content type='html'>We've been home actually, it just still hurts too much to sit at computer for very long. That's what happens I guess when you push out a small toddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ramsie&lt;/span&gt; is wonderful, so sweet and mellow, just like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt; was until she started talking. I am hoping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ramsie&lt;/span&gt; will stay that way and be the opposite of her big sis. She is giving me a hassle at feedings. I did cave the first night home and gave her a little bottle, because I felt so bad for her as she was wailing. I have held strong since then though even though Mr. H tried to get me to give her more bottles. She feeds great one time and then the next she takes a few swigs and starts wailing like I am starving her. It makes me feel bad, but I am not backing down, she will not starve to death. She will usually settle down and go to sleep and we try again the next time, so I figure she can't be that hungry or she would suck it up (literally) and eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of combining the 2 girls blogs into one, I don't really need 3 blogs to post on, I know it's hard to keep up w/ my busy life, so if you only had to read 2 blogs it would make it easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about the other man in my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-WNyXGkUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/PQllOiHDbcs/s1600-h/P1020236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237570055256314178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-WNyXGkUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/PQllOiHDbcs/s320/P1020236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-WON7bRMI/AAAAAAAAAVE/avb-ZZ56fno/s1600-h/P1020237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237570062656423106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-WON7bRMI/AAAAAAAAAVE/avb-ZZ56fno/s320/P1020237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little ROTC guy.  He really seems excited about it and I am very happy and hope he sticks w/ it as long as he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;continues&lt;/span&gt; to enjoy it.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am off to update the girls blogs now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-5126587759808374705?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5126587759808374705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=5126587759808374705' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/5126587759808374705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/5126587759808374705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-are-home.html' title='We are home....'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-WNyXGkUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/PQllOiHDbcs/s72-c/P1020236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-1851950388174667639</id><published>2008-08-03T18:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T13:36:32.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>38 weeks.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;and it feels like this baby is wanting to bust on out of me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my bag mostly packed for the hospital and her bag is all packed. 3 outfits I packed for her. I'm a nut, but that's ok. I need a picture outfit and a going home outfit and I may not want them to be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grama is planning on driving out on the 9th. Hopefully baby girl no name will cooperate and not come any sooner so she can be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been through the whole 60,000 baby names book and we have a list, now we are going to take turns crossing out names and see what is left when we are done and go from there. May just take the top 5 names w/ us to hospital and see what we think when she is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your viewing pleasure, I bring you a crappy cell phone pic taken just now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230764102155341874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SJdoPLTVkDI/AAAAAAAAATQ/KkVJZKieipA/s320/38+weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-1851950388174667639?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1851950388174667639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=1851950388174667639' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/1851950388174667639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/1851950388174667639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/08/38-weeks.html' title='38 weeks.......'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SJdoPLTVkDI/AAAAAAAAATQ/KkVJZKieipA/s72-c/38+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-3299525625568857419</id><published>2008-07-21T12:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:18:46.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah, blah, blah</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to report. It's hot, I'm huge, and my house is still a mess. The girls room is done though and there will be pics posted on Ry's blog, so go there is you want to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and spent money we shouldn't have to see the newest Batman "The Dark Knight" it was great. I love Heath Ledger and such a waste that he is dead. Poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Movieman&lt;/span&gt; was stuck next to some obnoxious kids, but it was his 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; time seeing it, so better him than me. I was just trying to breath through my mouth the whole time, because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Movieman&lt;/span&gt; smelled so bad. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; Kidding, some freak was wearing way to much floral perfume somewhere in the vicinity and it was making me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have my weekly doc &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; and next week is yet another ultrasound to see how big little miss is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am only working Tuesday - Thursday right now for 1 month. I was taking at least that much time off anyway every week, so I just made it permanent for 4 weeks that I take Friday off too. Now, I just have to force myself to stay there all day Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. H, coworkers threw us a shower last Monday and it was so much more than I ever expected a work shower to be. So sweet of them to take the time and do this for us. We got a lot more great stuff. His boss painted up construction helmets for us and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;blinged&lt;/span&gt; them out w/ jewels and baby bottles. A pic can be seen &lt;a href="http://thedivaprincessdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-mr-h.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as Diva immediately posted the pic I sent to her by cell phone. Now to get that batch of Thank You cards done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-3299525625568857419?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3299525625568857419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=3299525625568857419' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/3299525625568857419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/3299525625568857419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/07/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah, blah, blah'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-6080926036744683619</id><published>2008-06-25T23:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:33:21.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year later</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SGM3Ly59XlI/AAAAAAAAASU/FEGdINl_3KI/s1600-h/baby_angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216073469208125010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SGM3Ly59XlI/AAAAAAAAASU/FEGdINl_3KI/s320/baby_angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought of you and closed my eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And prayed to God today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I asked what makes a Mother&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know I heard him say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Mother has a baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This we know is true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But God can you be a Mother&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When your baby's not with you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, you can He replied&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With confidence in His voice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I give many women babies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When they leave is not their choice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some I send for a lifetime&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And others for a day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And some I send to feel your womb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But there's no need to stay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just don't understand this, God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want my baby here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He took a breath and cleared His throat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then I saw a tear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I could show you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What your child is doing today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you could see your child smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With other children and say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We go to earth and learn our lessons&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of love and life and fear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Mommy loved me oh so much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got to come straight here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel so lucky to have a Mom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who had so much love for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I learned my lesson very quickly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Mommy set me free.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss my Mommy oh so much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I visit her each day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When she goes to sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On her pillow's where I lay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And whisper in her ear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mommy don't be sad today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm your baby and I'm here."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So you see my dear sweet one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your children are OK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your babies are here in My home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And this is where they'll stay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They'll wait for you with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until your lesson is through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And on the day that you come home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They'll be at the gates for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So now you see what makes a Mother&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the feeling in your heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the love you had so much of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right from the very start.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Jennifer Wasik&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-6080926036744683619?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6080926036744683619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=6080926036744683619' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/6080926036744683619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/6080926036744683619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/06/1-year-later.html' title='1 year later'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SGM3Ly59XlI/AAAAAAAAASU/FEGdINl_3KI/s72-c/baby_angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-7918354467588629726</id><published>2008-06-21T20:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T20:35:48.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend update</title><content type='html'>Today we took the Saturn in to have the AC checked, it blows cold, but not cold enough and never truly cools down when it is HOT out. That is done, so it better work great tomorrow. I don't know how it works, because it is still sitting at Saturn, hopefully a gate will be open and Mr. H can pick it up on his way home tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight it is just me and the kids as Daddy is at dorky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anime&lt;/span&gt; convention. Tomorrow we are all going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Waterworld&lt;/span&gt; thanks to the cheap Season Pass that costs as much as 2 entries into the park. I cannot believe I am taking my fat pregnant ass to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;water park&lt;/span&gt;, but I know Ry will love it so that is why I am doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have so much to do around this house to make it more livable. Have laundry piled to my knees (slight exaggeration) but I just don't ever care to do it, until I run out of underwear or something else I need. Have to get the girls room done and quick. We need to prep the ceiling and get painted this next weekend hopefully, so we can get all the other finishing touches done to it during the week when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Grama&lt;/span&gt; is here sewing everything. Have to fit a baby shower and pedicures in there somewhere too. Must work on my room so the baby even has a place to sleep, although my dresser drawers are empty, I could always stick her in one of those. The playroom is a disaster zone and just looks like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;toystore&lt;/span&gt; exploded, there isn't even room to play. Need to get that cleared out and toys all sorted, so we can set up a baby area w/ all the baby toys too, not that she'll be in there for awhile, but still. Waiting on new gate to block off the whole playroom to keep the dogs and someday crawling baby out of there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to be off work for 3 months, not that I work a whole lot anyway, but it is going to be so nice to be off for 12 straight weeks and actually get a paycheck for the whole time. I'm not going to know what to do w/ all the money. Oh yeah, pay neglected bills, aw well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, these are from real camera and taken by the boy so cannot say it is because they were taken by a short person, MY BELLY IS HUGE!!!!!! Just you wait, you'll see soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214544102498263410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SF3IO78EYXI/AAAAAAAAASE/dEtNIdxE7w4/s320/P1020103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214544095642311618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SF3IOiZe28I/AAAAAAAAAR8/QdHT-6WXb-0/s320/P1020102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-7918354467588629726?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7918354467588629726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=7918354467588629726' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/7918354467588629726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/7918354467588629726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/06/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend update'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SF3IO78EYXI/AAAAAAAAASE/dEtNIdxE7w4/s72-c/P1020103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-8632698285061164670</id><published>2008-06-18T16:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:24:15.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>My kids</title><content type='html'>My kids after Taylors graduation from 8th grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SFmW0wvgraI/AAAAAAAAARk/fAou3RVLqUo/s1600-h/P1020086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213363876839599522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SFmW0wvgraI/AAAAAAAAARk/fAou3RVLqUo/s320/P1020086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-8632698285061164670?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8632698285061164670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=8632698285061164670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/8632698285061164670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/8632698285061164670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-kids.html' title='My kids'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SFmW0wvgraI/AAAAAAAAARk/fAou3RVLqUo/s72-c/P1020086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-5483170031611204699</id><published>2008-06-09T08:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:24:15.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>My princess and other stuff</title><content type='html'>Not my daughter, but my puppy.  Little miss Zoey will ONLY go potty in the shade, if you stick her in the sun, she will not even walk to a shady spot in the grass, she will walk back under our patio and try to go on the rug.  If you place her in a shady spot in the grass, no problem.  SPOILED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am up to drop off Ry at her summer program.  While she is there for 3 hours, I am going to Petsmart to get more puppy pee training pads for inside, go to Target to look at new strollers and other baby stuff and try to fit a pedicure in there as well before picking her up at noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have to hit Sams Club after school and then grab some lunch.  Hopefully a nap and tehn swimming later on when Mr. H gets here w/ her cousin after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an exciting day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-5483170031611204699?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5483170031611204699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=5483170031611204699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/5483170031611204699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/5483170031611204699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-princess-and-other-stuff.html' title='My princess and other stuff'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-4174516715978914661</id><published>2008-06-05T20:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T20:13:33.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am addicted...</title><content type='html'>To playing Texas Hold 'Em on Myspace.  Seriously every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-4174516715978914661?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4174516715978914661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=4174516715978914661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4174516715978914661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4174516715978914661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-addicted.html' title='I am addicted...'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-3409830774339108279</id><published>2008-05-31T18:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T18:49:59.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Zoey*</title><content type='html'>*name still under consideration - Mr. H says no, but thats what me and Ry keep calling her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crappy cell phone pics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SEH_N3ZNO7I/AAAAAAAAAQc/BF2nI9qBEbk/s1600-h/ry+and+zoey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206723257890061234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SEH_N3ZNO7I/AAAAAAAAAQc/BF2nI9qBEbk/s320/ry+and+zoey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SEH_OHZNO8I/AAAAAAAAAQk/cN6zDovub_c/s1600-h/zoey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206723262185028546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SEH_OHZNO8I/AAAAAAAAAQk/cN6zDovub_c/s320/zoey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got her today, she is 7 weeks old and Phillip got one of her brothers. They are Queensland Heeler/American Bulldog mix. She is so mellow and sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-3409830774339108279?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3409830774339108279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=3409830774339108279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/3409830774339108279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/3409830774339108279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/05/meet-zoey.html' title='Meet Zoey*'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SEH_N3ZNO7I/AAAAAAAAAQc/BF2nI9qBEbk/s72-c/ry+and+zoey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-3830215007468567691</id><published>2008-05-24T21:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T21:06:37.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The tooth is gone</title><content type='html'>Amazingly enough the tooth did get pulled Friday morning by the oral surgeon.  It took all of 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; total including stitching, which makes me even more annoyed - as if that is possible- with my original dentist office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, had I not been desperate to get tooth taken care of this was so not an Oral Surgeon I would have chosen.  Old office, in not so great neighborhood, old man that was shaky.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;  Oh well the tooth is gone and I am happy now.  He was even nice enough to call me first thing this morning to see if everything was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of pain yesterday but today is better.  We went to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; at a friends house today and I spent most of the time resting on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-3830215007468567691?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3830215007468567691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=3830215007468567691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/3830215007468567691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/3830215007468567691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/05/tooth-is-gone.html' title='The tooth is gone'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-4625589276709167456</id><published>2008-05-17T17:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T17:50:38.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOTHERF***ING DENTIST</title><content type='html'>I am soooooooo pissed.  Our origInal dentist has left the practice and they have all these new dentists.  The chick at the desk was supposed to show the Friday dentist my xray and make sure he was fine doing it, since the one that was there on Wednesday wasn't comfortable pulling my tooth.  She never called to tell me there was any problem so I rushed to the fucking dentist, he looks at tooth, looks at xray again and says oh yeah, I am not comfortable doing this either I'm going to have to send you to specialist to have it pulled.  I bitched I took the whole day off to get it done and he tells me I can have a free day off now.  Stupid prick, I don't want a free day off I want my tooth pulled.  Get back up to the front am ready to just leave w/o referral to specialist and start over somewhere else, but I wait and ask the girl what happened thought she was going to call me if there was a problem, she doesn't know why he won't do it now and she had showed him this morning and he was fine.  Suppposedly the dentist that was there on Thursday didn't have a problem w/ pulling it either so I don't know why they didn't just make me an appointment for her to do it, but fuck it, I don't care, I'm done w/ that place anyway.  I get to take another whole day off and go to the oral surgeon/specialist next Friday.  Then I'll be finding a new dentist after baby girl is born.  Plus, I have to call the endodontist on Monday that was supposed to do root canal anyway, I think my gum behind the tooth is all infected now, it just sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-4625589276709167456?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4625589276709167456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=4625589276709167456' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4625589276709167456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4625589276709167456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/05/motherfing-dentist.html' title='MOTHERF***ING DENTIST'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-2453480617584793225</id><published>2008-05-04T22:05:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:24:15.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Vintage Photos</title><content type='html'>We got these taken back in March, but didn't get the actual photos until April. DAMN! I got some cute kids. As you can tell the photographer just loved Ry and took some goofy pictures of her, just because she was having so much fun w/ her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and the suitcase is my favorite and is going to be a 16 by 20 inch canvas so it looks like a painting.  I told Mr. H we can look at it and just imagine they are leaving home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got them taken at Sams Club, they had some travelling road show type deal.  They are so darn cute and will make great Mothers day presents for all the Grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SB6XEtfH2dI/AAAAAAAAAOU/WkEP62G-IT0/s1600-h/scan0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SB6WaNfH2UI/AAAAAAAAANM/HgP66jhksnU/s1600-h/scan0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196756397073094978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SB6WaNfH2UI/AAAAAAAAANM/HgP66jhksnU/s320/scan0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SB6WatfH2VI/AAAAAAAAANU/3b3-5aeAX7Y/s1600-h/scan0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196756405663029586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SB6WatfH2VI/AAAAAAAAANU/3b3-5aeAX7Y/s320/scan0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SB6WbNfH2WI/AAAAAAAAANc/UQQ5onnvRgA/s1600-h/scan0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196756414252964194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SB6WbNfH2WI/AAAAAAAAANc/UQQ5onnvRgA/s320/scan0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SB6WbtfH2XI/AAAAAAAAANk/3JKY3LeNg-w/s1600-h/scan0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196756422842898802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SB6WbtfH2XI/AAAAAAAAANk/3JKY3LeNg-w/s320/scan0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SB6Wb9fH2YI/AAAAAAAAANs/YbZdfdm3vZs/s1600-h/scan0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196756427137866114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SB6Wb9fH2YI/AAAAAAAAANs/YbZdfdm3vZs/s320/scan0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196757110037666194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SB6XDtfH2ZI/AAAAAAAAAN0/dWm3sKhjOi4/s320/scan0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196757118627600802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SB6XENfH2aI/AAAAAAAAAN8/DkTYP0TDeZk/s320/scan0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-2453480617584793225?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2453480617584793225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=2453480617584793225' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2453480617584793225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2453480617584793225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/05/vintage-photos.html' title='Vintage Photos'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SB6WaNfH2UI/AAAAAAAAANM/HgP66jhksnU/s72-c/scan0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-2460482904927605690</id><published>2008-05-01T22:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T22:40:29.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend plans...</title><content type='html'>Making these for Ry's teachers......Too freakin CUTE!!!!!!  It is teacher appreciation week next week!  Actual Teacher Appreciation Day is May 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://skiptomylou.wordpress.com/2008/04/22/appreciation-7-days-a-week/"&gt;http://skiptomylou.wordpress.com/2008/04/22/appreciation-7-days-a-week/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-2460482904927605690?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2460482904927605690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=2460482904927605690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2460482904927605690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2460482904927605690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-weekend-plans.html' title='My weekend plans...'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-7704553576392185950</id><published>2008-04-24T10:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:24:15.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Fun in the sun, Karate and The Ostrich Farm</title><content type='html'>This last weekend we went to Tucson for a karate tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great weekend but not enough sleep.  We finally got to hotel and all checked in after 10pm.  We didn't leave until almost 7 after I had to run back into house 3 different times for stuff, then we stopped at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt; for dinner.  We passed our turn off for hotel and had to turn around.  Jerry came over and we hung out until after 2am.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up Saturday and walked around hotel looking for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;water slide&lt;/span&gt; and lazy river, had breakfast and then were headed back to room to put our suits on when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt; got sick and puked on the edge of a gift shop and again in hallway.  We had just eaten, it was hot outside and she was running around w/ her brother before hand.  We rested in the room for awhile and then went to pool until after 3.  We were going to try to get to zoo but when we got there it had just closed at 4.  We ate some lunch and went to a comic book store Dave had seen a commercial for.  Went back to hotel and I got a little nap and then ordered myself some room service because everybody else had the leftovers from lunch.  We rented National Treasure at Ry's insistence and she lasted all of 10 minutes into movie before she fell asleep - we didn't start watching until 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning we got up and went to tournament and Phillip actually showed and on time!  It was quick tournament w/ only having the 4 events to go to and not nearly as many kids as the Phoenix one.  We even had seating in the bleachers.  Ry was getting upset that she wasn't getting any trophies, even though she gets a medal for every event.  We all know that girl can punch, as our neighbors broken window can prove, but once she gets up there she just gets too shy or something.  She finally did get a trophy, and a 1st place one at that for Fastest Kick.  That is the same event she got 3rd place last time.  I think we were out of there a little after noon.  We went to lunch, showed Phillip the comic book store and headed home.  Phillip took Taylor w/ him and we all left.  I made Dave stop at Ostrich Farm on the way, and we went on the monster jeep ride and fed the animals.  It was a nice 45 minute or so detour.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pics later, maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-7704553576392185950?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7704553576392185950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=7704553576392185950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/7704553576392185950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/7704553576392185950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-in-sun-karate-and-ostrich-farm.html' title='Fun in the sun, Karate and The Ostrich Farm'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-2702450099795533983</id><published>2008-04-09T18:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:24:15.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Kids say the darndest things...</title><content type='html'>This morning Ry was grouchy, I know what a surprise....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She yelled at me - again another shocker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said "I don't know who you think you are young lady!!!"  This was being said as she was slamming my bedroom door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She opens back up my door and says "Oh yeah, You know exactly who I am, I am Rylee !!!"&lt;br /&gt;and slammed my door again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't argue w/ that!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-2702450099795533983?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2702450099795533983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=2702450099795533983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2702450099795533983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2702450099795533983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/04/kids-say-darndest-things.html' title='Kids say the darndest things...'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-4449557615048272801</id><published>2008-03-24T09:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T09:49:03.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a tragedy</title><content type='html'>Yesterday on the way to spend Easter at my brother in laws house, got a call from one of Rys teachers that one of the kids Moms had passed away.  I wasn't particularly close to this Mom but did talk to her and saw her at all the school functions.  She was even at Ry's birthday party a few weeks ago.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She leaves behind a husband and 2 adorable children, a daughter Ry's age and a son that is 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the saddest thing watching that poor little girl not want her Daddy to leave her at school. Of course, I am over emotional these days, but I just cried the whole way home and still am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those poor babies growing up w/o their Mommy, they are so young they may not even remember her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-4449557615048272801?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4449557615048272801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=4449557615048272801' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4449557615048272801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4449557615048272801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-tragedy.html' title='What a tragedy'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-9118043733597018170</id><published>2008-03-17T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T11:28:22.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our look alike meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" target="_blank" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter"&gt;&lt;img height="470" src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/J/storage/site1/files/06/76/92/067692_852587347bed74wh2vwd89.JPG" width="435" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;Look-alike&lt;/a&gt; Meter&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;Family&lt;/a&gt; pedigree&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-9118043733597018170?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/9118043733597018170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=9118043733597018170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/9118043733597018170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/9118043733597018170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-look-alike-meter.html' title='Our look alike meter'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-1590817598455974478</id><published>2008-03-15T09:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T09:36:15.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Generations on the other side</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In October I posted a pic of four generation on my dads side and today I show you my moms side and where Rylee got her pretty blue eyes.  Theres my Mom , my , Ry and me.  My Grandpa, Mom and 1 of his other kids that I have seen (he has like 10) all have the same blue eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178007609094066738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R9v6fHhSUjI/AAAAAAAAALA/Q-uo2yPuR2Q/s320/P1010788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-1590817598455974478?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1590817598455974478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=1590817598455974478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/1590817598455974478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/1590817598455974478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/03/4-generations-on-other-side.html' title='4 Generations on the other side'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R9v6fHhSUjI/AAAAAAAAALA/Q-uo2yPuR2Q/s72-c/P1010788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-2327454939062173876</id><published>2008-01-30T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:06:47.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun Day</title><content type='html'>On Sunday it rained all day, so we all went bowling......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R6FlS75S8iI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cDZIt5bYYLY/s1600-h/P1010548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161518023933358626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R6FlS75S8iI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cDZIt5bYYLY/s320/P1010548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R6FlCb5S8hI/AAAAAAAAAG0/sHT6VBPhp4Q/s1600-h/P1010550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161517740465517074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R6FlCb5S8hI/AAAAAAAAAG0/sHT6VBPhp4Q/s320/P1010550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R6Fkhr5S8gI/AAAAAAAAAGs/0ps9lTZh4lA/s1600-h/P1010553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161517177824801282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R6Fkhr5S8gI/AAAAAAAAAGs/0ps9lTZh4lA/s320/P1010553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R6FkO75S8fI/AAAAAAAAAGk/rjK-pVSVJAc/s1600-h/P1010554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161516855702254066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R6FkO75S8fI/AAAAAAAAAGk/rjK-pVSVJAc/s320/P1010554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R6Fj-r5S8eI/AAAAAAAAAGc/UWDHqG38s4M/s1600-h/P1010555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161516576529379810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R6Fj-r5S8eI/AAAAAAAAAGc/UWDHqG38s4M/s320/P1010555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R6FjvL5S8dI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NKvpNFv6R80/s1600-h/P1010562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161516310241407442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R6FjvL5S8dI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NKvpNFv6R80/s320/P1010562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-2327454939062173876?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2327454939062173876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=2327454939062173876' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2327454939062173876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2327454939062173876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/01/family-fun-day.html' title='Family Fun Day'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R6FlS75S8iI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cDZIt5bYYLY/s72-c/P1010548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-7411924987118406487</id><published>2008-01-27T10:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T11:03:25.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Just thought it was time to update some blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really new and exciting to report.  Getting fat.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my income taxes and e-filed yesterday, now just to figure out what to do w/ the refunds! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Refrigerator?  Better truck for Mr. H?  Trip to Hawaii for just the two of us?  Trip for the whole family somewhere?  Pay on some Credit cards? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we have tentatively decided to get a new fridge and take ourselves to Hawaii, but not necessarily go on the cruise.  Then again, I can think right now I'll be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; leaving a 2 month old baby home w/ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Grama&lt;/span&gt;, but when it actually gets here, we don't really see that happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. H job is going well, my job is still wonderful in the fact that it is still slow, so I work as little as possible.  Unfortunately they won't let me just reduce my hours more on a permanent basis at this time.  Which I think is lame since they are giving all this time away anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just planning Ry's 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party.  I think it is going to be at &lt;a href="http://enchantedisland.com/"&gt;Enchanted Island&lt;/a&gt; but I haven't confirmed yet.  Doesn't look like Disneyland is going to happen this year for her birthday time like it has been.  It stinks, but Mom and I decided we will just do something fun everyday that week after Ry gets out of school.  Of course, this is going to come back and bite me in the ass later on in life when my adult daughter still wants a birthday week.  Oh well, like mother like daughter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-7411924987118406487?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7411924987118406487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=7411924987118406487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/7411924987118406487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/7411924987118406487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2008/01/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-6793954470605832766</id><published>2007-12-30T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T14:24:20.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Santa was good to us all this year and we had a great Christmas.  My best gift was seeing the babys heartbeat 2 days after Christmas.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grama went home yesterday, I have to go back to work Tuesday, maybe.  I am going to go in tomorrow and sign up to be off on Tuesday, so we'll see.  Mr H. and the boy will go play paintball w/ thier new fancy guns.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much else to report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful, safe Happy New year.  We'll be safe at home like we are every year - we're boring old parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-6793954470605832766?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6793954470605832766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=6793954470605832766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/6793954470605832766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/6793954470605832766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas and Happy New Year'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-2816208411178520430</id><published>2007-12-19T14:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T14:30:47.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jokesunlimited.com/christmas_character.php"&gt;&lt;img alt="christmas quiz" src="http://extimg.jokesunlimited.com/christmas_owls/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTExOTgwOTk3NTIyMDMmcD*5MDY*MSZkPVdoYXQrcGFydCtvZitDaHJpc3RtYXMrYXJlK3lvdSZuPWJsb2dnZXI=.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-2816208411178520430?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2816208411178520430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=2816208411178520430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2816208411178520430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2816208411178520430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-4628048271707735301</id><published>2007-12-16T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T18:09:23.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLECH!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I just keep telling myself the heartburn and nausea are a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  nothing much here.  Christmas is almost here - yay!!!!  I am mostly done except for Ginger, who Dave drew for and my Mother in law.  I already got her her gift from me for the name exchange but we, our family, will still be getting her more.  Now to just wrap everything.  Or wait until my Mom gets here on Thursday, then she can wrap it all.   :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. H is off tomorrow and our fun filled day will be cleaning out the office.  We're getting a daybed to go in here for Mommy when she is visiting.  So we have to clear it all out and get rid of this pee soaked (thanks Dottie) carpet that is in here.  I want to pick up bed tomorrow and have room all ready for when she arrives Thursday night.   We also have Taylors winter band concert tomorrow night and then Ry's xmas program is on Wednesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting off work a few hours early Tuesday and Thursday.  I am only working a few hours Wednesday and I am off all day Friday.  I am then off all of xmas week as well.  Man it is going to suck when business picks up again and I am forced to work a full 9 hour day.  I really need to put in to work less, permanently now that Mr. H is back to work and since they are allowing so much time off these days anyway.  Then come September I'll have to change my hours to come in earlier, to work better w/ Ry who will be in kindergarten.  Can't even believe it!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-4628048271707735301?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4628048271707735301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=4628048271707735301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4628048271707735301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4628048271707735301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/12/blech.html' title='BLECH!!!!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-1277372404730030039</id><published>2007-12-10T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T23:31:28.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and the news is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wannababy3.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-1277372404730030039?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1277372404730030039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=1277372404730030039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/1277372404730030039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/1277372404730030039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-news-is.html' title='and the news is'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-7144244891658377372</id><published>2007-12-09T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T16:36:11.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big news</title><content type='html'>Coming soon!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-7144244891658377372?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7144244891658377372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=7144244891658377372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/7144244891658377372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/7144244891658377372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/12/big-news.html' title='Big news'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-324934554215757445</id><published>2007-12-05T14:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T15:05:01.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R1ceGtEy9BI/AAAAAAAAAEo/g6RYwZSFNVo/s1600-h/blackberry-pearl-white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140610600194470930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R1ceGtEy9BI/AAAAAAAAAEo/g6RYwZSFNVo/s320/blackberry-pearl-white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I am getting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;xmas&lt;/span&gt;. Such an exciting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;xmas&lt;/span&gt;, all we, the parents, ever get are new cell phones. I am maybe going to get the Mr. something big and surprise him, unless he pisses me off before then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have most of my shopping done, well the kids are done anyway. My Mom is done. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Movieman&lt;/span&gt; is done, as I didn't draw his name so therefore I don't have to buy him anything. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!!!! All I have left is my mother in law and sister in law, as I drew Linda and Dave drew Ginger. Unfortunately for me, Ginger drew my name, so the phone is really probably all I'll be getting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gina, my new best friend is amazing. I feel so cool whenever I am with her. I love driving that thing, it is dangerous though because you just don't want to drive slow. To hear Phillip tell it, I was driving like 30 miles and hour when in reality it was 70, w/ the speed limit being only 55 or even 45 for most of the stretch. He is such en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;exaggerator&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-324934554215757445?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/324934554215757445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=324934554215757445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/324934554215757445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/324934554215757445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-to-me_05.html' title='Merry Christmas to me...'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R1ceGtEy9BI/AAAAAAAAAEo/g6RYwZSFNVo/s72-c/blackberry-pearl-white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-983944759272732006</id><published>2007-11-25T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T12:11:47.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MINDFREAK!!!!</title><content type='html'>Vegas was fun! Mary was standing over my bed at 630am to get me up and going to Vegas. We got out of here by about 730, but had to turn back after a  few miles away to get all my coins that Ry and I had sorted. Turns out I didn't need them as not 1 stinking slot machine takes coins anymore. It sucked!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way we stopped in Laughlin and won a lovely bracelet. Had a 3.99 breakfast w/ a huge hamsteak and eggs. We were going to get pedicures but the place was too busy. We then headed to Vegas. On the way to our hotel we saw another cheap nail place and pulled in for our pedicures. I got to sit next to a woman that either still is a man or once was a man. Huge muscles, man face and receeding hairline, as well as a giant rock on his/her finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up w/ Mom and her friends at hotel, hung out in our rooms for a bit and then headed to the strip. Both Mary and I hadn't been in over 10 years, so it was very different. We wandered around and I got a giant Pina Colada on the way back to car around midnight. We were headed back to our hotel. We dropped off two of the ladies and went w/ Mom and 1 of her friends to the casino near our hotel. Gambled for a bit and then had another cheap breakfast. Got to our rooms about 3am and crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we got up and went to brunch where Mary and I had Bloody Marys and Mimosas - although the Mimosas sucked. The other ladies wanted to shop and we just wanted to get back to the strip. We told Mom we were going to pay for the shuttle to get us to the strip as that is why we came to Vegas. We couldn't drive ourselves as we had a few drinks at breakfast and were planning on drinking the rest of the day. They ended up dropping us off and we roamed the strip for 12 hours. We started at Hooters where we were dropped off, headed to Excalibur, took the tram to Mandalay Bay, did not pay 17 bucks to go to aquarium, off to the Luxor, where we were just in time for Criss Angel!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R0nEJsAZXPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/UPblLKmkiRU/s1600-h/Criss+Angel+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136852520703450354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R0nEJsAZXPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/UPblLKmkiRU/s320/Criss+Angel+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were headed to his shop and they had a section roped off and the crowd was just forming. He performed a trick in this fountain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R0nEcMAZXQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UGsngS2HYDY/s1600-h/Criss+Angel+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136852838531030274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R0nEcMAZXQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UGsngS2HYDY/s320/Criss+Angel+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a perfect view of his behind.  Mary, not knowing or caring who he was, wasn't paying attention to him but to the others around him and busted his little card trick.  We couldn't see the actual trick that was performed in the fountain, we'll have to wait for season 4 for that.  Mary saw one of his staff walk behind him to appear to look into fountain behind him, but he was actually handing him the card that the girl had chosen and taking away the rest of the deck to place in yet another crew members back pocket.  I didn't care, I still got to see him.  I was happy.  Then hung out between his shop and production office trying to get better pictures.  Got the family some goodies from his shop and headed on our way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got Monorail tickets and saw pretty much everything we wanted to see that we hadn't seen the night before.  We went to the Stratosphere, but did not pay 15 bucks to go to the top. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We roamed and drank and gambled and drank until about 2am when we called Mom to pick us back up and take us back to hotel.  Our hotel was about 17 miles from the strip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning I had to get up and have breakfast and take a hotel tour.  It was long, but well worth the free room.  The car was loaded up and ready to go by the time I was done.  We headed out.  We were going to go by way of Laughlin again as Mom wanted a bracelet but an hour into trip there was a huge accident and word was that it would take 2-3 hours to clear.  We turned around and headed home by way of Hoover Dam instead.  We stopped somewhere for lunch near the dam.  We got home about 8pm that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom has been here all week and goes home Monday.  She'll be back in a month for xmas though so it's ok.  I got a lot of my shopping done Friday.  I had never really done the whole Black Friday thing, and guess I still haven't fully experienced it as nothing was worth me getting up before 5am.  I got up at 1130am on Friday and got dressed to get to Mervyns before 1pm.  Got my stuff , checked out in Lingerie dept, no waiting and said to myself, that wasn't bad at all, I'm going to try Target.  Target also wasn't bad as I had to check out in Electronics dept and also no line.  They suckered me into a credit card with them, lord knows that's all I need is a Target card, I love that store.  Anyway, it saved me 10% for the whole day, so I got it.  Ended up going to 2 more Targets before the day was over.  Finally got the &lt;a href="http://www.tayuhler.com/Pictionary.jpg"&gt;game&lt;/a&gt; I was looking for at the last Target.   So most of my shopping is done for immediate family anyway.  Plus I now have that nifty Target card for future purchases.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-983944759272732006?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/983944759272732006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=983944759272732006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/983944759272732006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/983944759272732006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/11/mindfreak.html' title='MINDFREAK!!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/R0nEJsAZXPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/UPblLKmkiRU/s72-c/Criss+Angel+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-8763169967530789221</id><published>2007-10-25T21:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:00:16.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Generations</title><content type='html'>Here is a photo of Ry, me, my Dad and Grandma Eunice from when we were in Utah last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RyFx9xqsazI/AAAAAAAAADo/qKmhDVrRNt4/s1600-h/P1010242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125503157042703154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RyFx9xqsazI/AAAAAAAAADo/qKmhDVrRNt4/s320/P1010242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off work tomorrow to go on Ry's first fieldtrip to check out the hot firemen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing real exciting going on here. We'll see my Mom this weekend and for Halloween. I tried to talk her into staying for a bit, but she has some plans coming up back home. I am meeting her in Vegas the 2nd weekend in November. Mary and I are driving there and will meet up w/ her and her friends that are driving there. She will then drive home w/ us and stay for Thanksgiving. It's wonderful. can't wait to drink and gamble and see my Mom. We'll be staying &lt;a href="http://www.loewshotels.com/en/Hotels/Lake-Las-Vegas-Resort/Overview.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about sums up November.  Oh except, I'm missing Divas baby shower because she had to move to Florida!!!  :)  I won't see my newest 'nephew' until possibly April.  I am sure I'll get picture updates almost everyday, but still.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-8763169967530789221?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8763169967530789221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=8763169967530789221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/8763169967530789221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/8763169967530789221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/10/4-generations.html' title='4 Generations'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RyFx9xqsazI/AAAAAAAAADo/qKmhDVrRNt4/s72-c/P1010242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-2155350676555725646</id><published>2007-10-15T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T13:15:26.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RxPIm2bfmlI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZIXMBzrx-J0/s1600-h/oct15.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RxPIm2bfmlI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZIXMBzrx-J0/s320/oct15.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121657771021802066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea there even was such a day.  Thanks for the info Diva!  Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-2155350676555725646?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2155350676555725646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=2155350676555725646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2155350676555725646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2155350676555725646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RxPIm2bfmlI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZIXMBzrx-J0/s72-c/oct15.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-6712599681656480514</id><published>2007-10-02T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:49:34.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog this!</title><content type='html'>I am on my couch blogging on my iPod touch. I tried chatting on meebo.com today but nobody online. Meebo logs u in to all ur im&lt;br /&gt;like yahoo, aol, gmail and msn. Seems cool, but all that &lt;br /&gt;matters is I can chat w/ my peeps wherever wi fi is available. Well this is fun, but I must go pay attention to Mr. H, he's feeling neglected and I gotta watch Heroes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-6712599681656480514?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6712599681656480514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=6712599681656480514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/6712599681656480514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/6712599681656480514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-this.html' title='Blog this!'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-5124137379933898267</id><published>2007-09-25T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T16:53:47.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess it's time for an update</title><content type='html'>I am back at work, and it sucks!!! If you read Ry's blog then you know we are going to Utah on Thursday. My mom is retiring - yippee! MORE TIME FOR HER TO BE HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuko is a puppy, chewing on stuff and being a puppy. He's adorable. I think Dottie is pissed at us though. He will not leave her alone, EVER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee goes to school everyday and loves it. Swim lessons are coming to an end as it is cooling down here. After Utah if we can afford it we will sign her up for dance. She didn't want to do soccer anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still looking for work for Mr. H. It stinks, but at least he gets unemployment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the best friends in the world. Some are far away and suck for moving. I know she is very happy there in Florida and I can't say I blame her. If my Mom lived anywhere but Utah, I'd happily move there too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE best friend, to end all best friends just rocks my socks off and I love him. Not just because he always buys me cool shit, just because he rocks in general. I can't post about what he is buying now, so as not to cause controversy like last time, but it's awesome and I can't wait to "touch" it. Seriously, he is the best, he is always there for me, whether I am happy, sad, bitchy or mad. We bicker like crazy at times, but what we have is so awesome it doesn't even matter.  He is in Vegas right now, and I hope having a great time.  Maybe he'll get a hooker, I mean escort while he is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to publicly let him know, it's not that I don't appreciate his sappiness, and feel the same way, I just didn't think we should go all sappy on the messages again in case we have to hand them down later on down the road, like we are doing now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family rocks too.  I love them so much and am so happy and thankful everyday for the lovely little family we have.  Nobody thought we would ever last, and at times I have even wondered myself, but we're doing good and it will be 7 years of marriage this November.  Man, I'm getting old.  Maybe too old to have another baby, but I am still hoping to.  Ry talks about the baby dying all the time and it breaks my heart to hear her.  She doesn't even really grasp it I know, but almost daily she will tell me she is sad and when I ask her why she says she misses our baby that died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I almost forgot.  Me and the hubby are going to Hawaii in January.  Used mileage for the tickets and am checking into a cruise of the islands.  SWEET!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-5124137379933898267?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5124137379933898267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=5124137379933898267' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/5124137379933898267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/5124137379933898267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/09/guess-its-time-for-update.html' title='Guess it&apos;s time for an update'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-8652449010344916398</id><published>2007-08-27T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T22:06:31.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Zuko</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RtOstpEkLGI/AAAAAAAAABs/76WGJwlk6fo/s1600-h/Zuko+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RtOstpEkLGI/AAAAAAAAABs/76WGJwlk6fo/s320/Zuko+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103612702859996258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RtOst5EkLHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fn07U8E4-os/s1600-h/Zuko+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RtOst5EkLHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fn07U8E4-os/s320/Zuko+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103612707154963570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RtOsupEkLII/AAAAAAAAAB8/IknQ0o7Ca7c/s1600-h/Zuko+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RtOsupEkLII/AAAAAAAAAB8/IknQ0o7Ca7c/s320/Zuko+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103612720039865474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RtOsvJEkLJI/AAAAAAAAACE/n-YHEb1rDPo/s1600-h/Zuko+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RtOsvJEkLJI/AAAAAAAAACE/n-YHEb1rDPo/s320/Zuko+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103612728629800082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RtOswJEkLKI/AAAAAAAAACM/OOO7sbWKrqo/s1600-h/Zuko+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RtOswJEkLKI/AAAAAAAAACM/OOO7sbWKrqo/s320/Zuko+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103612745809669282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-8652449010344916398?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8652449010344916398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=8652449010344916398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/8652449010344916398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/8652449010344916398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/meet-zuko.html' title='Meet Zuko'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RtOstpEkLGI/AAAAAAAAABs/76WGJwlk6fo/s72-c/Zuko+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-5847583216954997343</id><published>2007-06-28T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T18:06:54.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst day ever, week actually...</title><content type='html'>Monday I had my 10 week appointment. First time actually meeting doc, and I brought my 4 year old w/ as she is so excited about being big sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc started in on all the tests recommended for my age (35 next week) and started going over the different ones.  I interrupted and asked if I was pregnant as I am just not feeing it.  No morning sickness, no heartburn, nothing really.  She did a vaginal ultrasound and suspected a miscarriage if my dates were correct.  My dates are absolutely correct.  She then ordered a level 2 ultrasound at a different location and I was to go there Tuesday.  Sent me off to get some bloodwork to check my levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband missed work and we went Tuesday morning.  At first the u/s tech gave me some hope when she said the sac only measures at 7 weeks, and to come back next week.  I said my doc is suspecting a miscarriage and I really can't wait.  I asked if it was possible that the sac just stopped growing as by my dates I should be at 10 weeks.  She couldn't answer of course as she is not a doc.  She then did vaginal u/s and was measuring something in sac, but I couldn't really see anything and could not see anything at all on docs original vaginal u/s.  The tech was then very quiet and didn't say anything.  She left for about 10 minutes, came back and said the doc will get w/ me w/ results.  Didn't sound too encouraging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning had to get 2nd round of bloodwork to see if my hcg levels increased like they needed to or decreased indicating miscarriage.  They had decreased and the doc called me w/ the news.  I went ahead and scheduled D/C for Thursday morning.  That night I freaked out w/ 2nd thoughts, and called the on call nurses throuhg docs office.  The sweet nurse assured me I didn't have to do it, but based on all the results she knows the doc would not suggest this w/o going over everything very carefully and would order more testing if she thought there was any chance.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning, we head to the hospital and talk to the doc again.  Told her about my freakout and she said I could definitely wait if I wanted to but w/ the declining numbers and the lab u/s it is a miscarriage as the lab u/s showed fetal demise at 6 weeks.  I went ahead w/ procedure and am feeling ok, physically that is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been thru this before and it is awful.  I had such an easy, wonderful pregnancy w/ my dd who is 4, I just assumed this one would be too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc says I can try again immediately after getting a period, and I will.  I am defintely not telling people until after the 1st trimester if there is a next time.  Other than the miscarriage itself, this has been the hardest pert, telling all my close friends and family about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stepson that lives w/ us knows about it, he is 13.  Haven't decided how or even if we are going to tell dd.  She is only 4, and as long as I get pregnant right away, she won't know the difference in 9 months or 12 months really.  I don't know though.  My husband doesn't want to tell her at all, thinks she is too young and doesn't need to know.  Any thoughts or personal expreiences on this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-5847583216954997343?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5847583216954997343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=5847583216954997343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/5847583216954997343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/5847583216954997343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/06/worst-day-ever-week-actually.html' title='Worst day ever, week actually...'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-1841162558368144456</id><published>2007-06-28T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T19:01:40.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>worst week ever!!!!</title><content type='html'>Monday I had my 10 week appointment. First time actually meeting doc, and I brought Ry as she is so excited about being big sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc started in on all the tests recommended for age and started going over the different ones. I interrupted and asked if I was pregnant as I am just not feeling it. No morning sickness, no heartburn, nothing really. She did a vaginal ultrasound and suspected a miscarriage if my dates were correct. My dates are absolutely correct. She then ordered a level 2 ultrasound at a different location and I was to go there Tuesday. Sent me off to get some blood work to check my levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband missed work and we went Tuesday morning. At first the u/s tech gave me some hope when she said the sac only measures at 7 weeks, and to come back next week. I said my doc is suspecting a miscarriage and I really can't wait. I asked if it was possible that the sac just stopped growing as by my dates I should be at 10 weeks. She couldn't answer of course as she is not a doc. She then did vaginal u/s and was measuring something in sac, but I couldn't really see anything and could not see anything at all on docs orig vaginal u/s. The tech was then very quiet and didn't say anything. She left for about 10 minutes, came back and said the doc will get w/ me w/ results. Didn't sound too encouraging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning had to get 2ND round of blood work to see if my hcg levels increased like they needed to or decreased indicating miscarriage. They had decreased and the doc called me w/ the news. I went ahead and scheduled D/C for Thursday morning. That night I freaked out w/ 2ND thoughts, and called the on call nurses through docs office. The sweet nurse assured me I didn't have to do it, but based on all the results she knows the doc would not suggest this w/o going over everything very carefully and would order more testing if she thought there was any chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning, we head to the hospital and talk to the doc again. Told her about my freak out and she said I could definitely wait if I wanted to but w/ the declining numbers and the lab u/s it is a miscarriage as the lab u/s showed fetal demise at 6 weeks. I went ahead w/ procedure and am feeling OK, physically that is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been thru this before and it is awful. I had such an easy, wonderful pregnancy w/ daughter who is 4, I just assumed this one would be too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc says I can try again immediately after getting a period, and I will. I am definitely not telling people until after the 1st trimester if there is a next time. Other than the miscarriage itself, this has been the hardest pert, telling all my close friends and family about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son knows about it, he is 13. Haven't decided how or even if we are going to tell Ry. She is only 4, and as long as I get pregnant right away, she won't know the difference in 9 months or 12 months really. I don't know though. My husband doesn't want to tell her at all, thinks she is too young and doesn't need to know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all and thanks your for all your prayers and support this week, I appreciate it so much!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-1841162558368144456?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1841162558368144456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=1841162558368144456' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/1841162558368144456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/1841162558368144456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/06/worst-week-ever.html' title='worst week ever!!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-4726561537277966649</id><published>2007-06-02T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T14:19:49.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're having a baby!!</title><content type='html'>The 3 of you that ever read this, already know that we are having a baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is due Januray 25, 2008.  We don't know if it will be a boy or a girl, and may not find out like last time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scotland was great.  My job still sucks.  I was actually going to quit and take about 6 months off, living off my savings/retirement when I found out I was pregnant.  That's life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. H starts a new job Monday.  That will be nice.  2 of my best friends moved to Florida, they suck!  I'll see them in August for the wedding and that will be great.  2 frickin' pregos unable to drink in the Florida heat and humidity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-4726561537277966649?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4726561537277966649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=4726561537277966649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4726561537277966649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4726561537277966649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/06/were-having-baby.html' title='We&apos;re having a baby!!'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-4936567665821116036</id><published>2007-04-25T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T02:59:53.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from Scotland</title><content type='html'>I am here!  It is fabulous.  It is raining everyday.  More like a constant drizzle like Seattle.  It is so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been out in the countryside, but going to Edinburgh today, so that will be nice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss my family!  Miss you all.  I'll be home Friday.  It is 11am here, so you are all sleeping as it is about 3am in Phoenix.  Phillip may be up I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-4936567665821116036?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4936567665821116036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=4936567665821116036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4936567665821116036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4936567665821116036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/04/greetings-from-scotland.html' title='Greetings from Scotland'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-5794754822836790635</id><published>2007-04-13T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T18:43:20.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#4A024C" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="bgcolor=#4A024C&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1F575B0E.jpeg&amp;c1=&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_57540F5B.jpeg&amp;c2=&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-310363F1.jpeg&amp;c3=&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_57EDBD35.jpeg&amp;c4=&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-177C0BDC.jpeg&amp;c5=&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5081077C.jpeg&amp;c6=&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-795C1F3D.jpeg&amp;c7=&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6EAA4FA9.jpeg&amp;c8=&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7BA2BE9F.jpeg&amp;c9=&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-45A19707.jpeg&amp;c10=&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1121B912.jpeg&amp;c11=&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-31AF758B.jpeg&amp;c12=&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7D3E11DD.jpeg&amp;c13=&amp;moodlabel=EASY RIDER &amp;lovelabel=LOVE BUG&amp;funlabel=ESCAPE ARTIST&amp;habitslabel=HIGH TIME ROLLER&amp;uid=202893-b6b8&amp;srv=iwebcl5" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=202893-b6b8&amp;srv=iwebcl5" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc"&gt;&amp;trade;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" style="color:rgb(255,255,255) "&gt;Get your own VisualDNA&amp;trade;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-5794754822836790635?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5794754822836790635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=5794754822836790635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/5794754822836790635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/5794754822836790635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/04/read-my-visualdna-get-your-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-4410506898339431507</id><published>2007-04-09T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T14:59:20.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Same old, same old</title><content type='html'>Hate my job, but I interviewed for a new job today. I hate interviews, but I think it went ok. It was only the first interview, they'll pass onto the hiring manager w/ thier feedback and I may get called back for a 2nd interview. Won't probably know for a couple weeks, which would actually be great, because then my current job won't take my Scotland trip away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for Scotland on the 22nd. Very exciting. I get to try &lt;a href="http://gleneagles.com/defaultpage131cd0.aspx?pageID=211"&gt;Falconry&lt;/a&gt; while I am there.   I don't know anything else about the trip yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a mostly nice Easter gathering here.  The usual fighting between Mr. H and his sister.  Diva wasn't feeling well, which sucked, but she did not ruin Easter!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diva and family were the first to depart and then Mr. H told his sister to go home too.  We chatted w/ my mother in law until about midnight, then watched Sopranos w/ Movieman.  I then tried to stay awake long enough to watch Entourage w/ Movieman, but failed miserably.  It must have been all those wine coolers The Baron made me drink so he wasn't drinking alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. H is on his 2nd week of unemployment, but I am not stressing yet.  He's still getting paid for a few weeks.  Last week was his slack off week and tomorow he will go get set up w/ Manpower.  They have temp jobs as well as full time permanent jobs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we got to go on a date last Friday - thanks again to Diva and family for watching the Ryster so we could go out to eat.  It was nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have, love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-4410506898339431507?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4410506898339431507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=4410506898339431507' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4410506898339431507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4410506898339431507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/04/same-old-same-old.html' title='Same old, same old'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-4889918757741112730</id><published>2007-03-20T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T20:45:43.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>Still love the new ride! It rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to buy pants another size smaller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and just one more thing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EMBED src="http://www.blingyblob.com/countdown/countdownD8.swf?tyear1=2007&amp;tmonth1=4&amp;tday1=21&amp;thours1=0&amp;tminutes1=0&amp;event=I%20go%20to%20Scotland!&amp;clr=0xCC00FF&amp;tseconds1=0" loop=false menu=false quality=high bgcolor=0  WIDTH="257" HEIGHT="160" NAME="a" ALIGN="" TYPE="application/x-shockwave-flash" PLUGINSPAGE="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/EMBED&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blingyblob.com/countdown/index.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Get your own countdown at BlingyBlob.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be staying &lt;a href="http://www.gleneagles.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.thebalmoralhotel.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-4889918757741112730?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4889918757741112730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=4889918757741112730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4889918757741112730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4889918757741112730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/03/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-4376024324142402616</id><published>2007-02-28T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T23:44:00.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR NEW RIDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/ReZ2A-1O4FI/AAAAAAAAABM/rL7uhh23Qys/s1600-h/5059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036842992498827346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/ReZ2A-1O4FI/AAAAAAAAABM/rL7uhh23Qys/s320/5059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saturnofwestphoenix.com/auto_detail.asp?VINID=5GZDV03L45D165086"&gt;info here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-4376024324142402616?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4376024324142402616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=4376024324142402616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4376024324142402616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/4376024324142402616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/02/our-new-ride.html' title='OUR NEW RIDE'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/ReZ2A-1O4FI/AAAAAAAAABM/rL7uhh23Qys/s72-c/5059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-5654114609897202774</id><published>2007-01-25T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:52:49.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is a funny website. &lt;a href="http://chucknorrisfacts.com/"&gt;http://chucknorrisfacts.com/&lt;/a&gt; I think I have only seen 1 Chuck Norris movie in my life, but he was pretty bad ass in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow we go to get our eyes sliced and diced. HA HA. Been hearing so many things, all wonderful, except for the smell of your burning eyes from the laser, and the fact that I may or may not get my valium before surgery. I don't care about after the fact, I can sleep anytime. I want the drugs before,  as I am terrified.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a before pic of Phillip and I taken wednesday night w/ our glasses, by this time tomorrow we will be eyeglass free.  I will post after pics once I am able to see, unless of course I go blind in which case I will not be posting anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/Rbl6vwIRawI/AAAAAAAAABA/t-ZRdmAx1Vc/s1600-h/P1000227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024181820100537090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/Rbl6vwIRawI/AAAAAAAAABA/t-ZRdmAx1Vc/s320/P1000227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-5654114609897202774?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5654114609897202774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=5654114609897202774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/5654114609897202774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/5654114609897202774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/01/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/Rbl6vwIRawI/AAAAAAAAABA/t-ZRdmAx1Vc/s72-c/P1000227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-7737577869161078711</id><published>2007-01-20T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T14:50:42.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so I am only 20 days late on this post. I'm a busy girl, w/ all my napping, and tv show watching. I just downloaded the New Years pics today. Here we all are ringing in the New Year - unfortunately Phillip had to work that night as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RbKLegIRavI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ElMvXwTuihc/s1600-h/P1000156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022229890608491250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RbKLegIRavI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ElMvXwTuihc/s320/P1000156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a very quiet, uneventful night, the kids had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you should know by reading Phillips novel on his blog we are going together on Friday to get Lasik eye surgery. We are terrified but very excited to see w/o our glasses/contacts. Mr. H took the day off to take us both and he will probably go watch a movie while we are getting it done. Although the surgery is only about 7 minutes, they'll be rechecking our eyes again w/ the fancy expensive computer to make sure all the readings or whatever stuff is good to go, so the whole thing will take a few hours. I think we were there for about 4 hours just for our initial consultation. I am so excited Phillip was able to get credit to get it done. He is so ugly in his glasses! KIDDING! I just had to throw that in there for his viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer was cancelled today due to the weather, which is good since Ry is sick anyway. Double good since it was our turn for snacks and Mr. H was going to have to run snacks/drinks there anyway even though Ry wasn't going to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are working on getting the house refinanced right now and it isn't fun. Hoping to combine our 1st and 2nd mortgage w/1 lower payment and still get some cash out now for newer vehicles for both of us, oh and to pay Phillip back all the money I owe him. I think I'll tell him my Mom died and I need the money for a ticket, that's the story he told his cousin, and he didn't have to pay her back. Sorry man, couldn't help myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now. War is coming up in less than a month and the guys are supposed to get together today and do some man sewing for Baron Von Stupid Pants, but he must be too busy SABOD right now, as they aren't here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go nap now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-7737577869161078711?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7737577869161078711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=7737577869161078711' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/7737577869161078711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/7737577869161078711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/RbKLegIRavI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ElMvXwTuihc/s72-c/P1000156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-2851939176792702324</id><published>2006-12-26T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:28:29.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas update</title><content type='html'>Christmas was great! My Mom is here til Saturday. We got a kick ass &lt;a href="http://www.dyson.com/range/feature_frame.asp?model=DC14-ANIMAL"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;vaccum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from my Dad and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Stepmom&lt;/span&gt;. A new &lt;a href="http://panasonic.co.jp/pavc/global/lumix/fz7/index.html"&gt;camera&lt;/a&gt; from Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New cell phones for us, although Mr. H's needs to be sent back already. I got this &lt;a href="http://t-mobile.com/shop/phones/Detail.aspx?device=dfb10fd8-c36d-4e2b-a440-6d2a92b2cdb6"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;, and he got this &lt;a href="http://t-mobile.com/shop/phones/Detail.aspx?device=bd890d2c-0286-4ade-87ba-b298c1fa73ff"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;. My best friend was awesome to us as usual, and still wants to do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids got spoiled of course, that's half the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sick w/ the crud again, but I only have to work tomorrow for 1/2 day and that is it. We will have the birthday party here on Friday for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt;. Now to just get the house cleaned before then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Grama&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt; are baking cookies right now and watching Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never did Zoo Lights, but may go Thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh just one more thing, by far the best Christmas present ever although it would have been much better if I had witnessed, was one of my Moms stepsons almost being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tasered&lt;/span&gt; by the cops&lt;br /&gt;because he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;belligerent&lt;/span&gt; and they had the wrong kid.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Karma's&lt;/span&gt; a bitch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-2851939176792702324?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2851939176792702324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=2851939176792702324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2851939176792702324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/2851939176792702324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-update.html' title='Christmas update'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-116474107879800828</id><published>2006-11-28T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T13:24:50.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Sandy Elaine Lett Duke Owen</title><content type='html'>Phillips Momma did pass away this morning. She held on long enough for him to get there and be w/ her and talk to her, but finally gave up her fight this morning at 319am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillip is still in Kansas and am not sure of his return at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Philly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-116474107879800828?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/116474107879800828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=116474107879800828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/116474107879800828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/116474107879800828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/11/rip-sandy-elaine-lett-duke-owen.html' title='RIP Sandy Elaine Lett Duke Owen'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-116465973399270773</id><published>2006-11-27T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T13:37:32.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My brother from another Mother (and Father)</title><content type='html'>This is mainly for Brig, who doesn't yet know - Phillip will not even see this until he returns to Phoenix. Phillips Mom and step dad were in a car accident yesterday. The prognosis for Sandy is not good. We were up til 3am this morning talking and everytime he called the hospital there was no change, she is still hanging in there, but they can't stop the bleeding and had already given her 12 units of blood. Her hip is broken and swelling as well. Jeff (her husband) and Phillip have decided she will be DNR and no life support. This is very hard for my best friend, and any prayers for him and his Mom would be great.   I took him to the airport this morning to catch an 11am flight to Wichita, he should arrive around 520pm and head straight to the hospital.  I will update as I know more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillip-&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I could be there with you right now to help you through whatever happens. I know I was trying to keep everything light and not sad last night. I know for all your Mom's faults, she is still your Mother and it would be a terrible loss to you even though it hadn't yet sunk in. I love you my friend and will do whatever I can to help you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-116465973399270773?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/116465973399270773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=116465973399270773' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/116465973399270773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/116465973399270773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-brother-from-another-mother-and.html' title='My brother from another Mother (and Father)'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-116332110077085607</id><published>2006-11-12T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:45:00.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Italy pics</title><content type='html'>I only took almost 200 &lt;a href="http://new.photos.yahoo.com/album?c=hoil3&amp;aid=576460762337117437&amp;amp;pid=&amp;wtok=U3UWoDBLwpaHBiVksGXUxA--&amp;amp;ts=1163320508&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;photos&lt;/a&gt;......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-116332110077085607?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/116332110077085607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=116332110077085607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/116332110077085607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/116332110077085607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-italy-pics.html' title='My Italy pics'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-116269961991038486</id><published>2006-11-04T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T21:06:59.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciao baby</title><content type='html'>I am off to Bologna tomorrow morning.  Some 15 hours later I will arrive.  2 full days there and then some 15 hours home.  I'll talk w/ you all Friday.  If you must reach me, text me, as calling me is much more expensive, even to check my voice mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-116269961991038486?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/116269961991038486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=116269961991038486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/116269961991038486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/116269961991038486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/11/ciao-baby.html' title='Ciao baby'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-116104354809223955</id><published>2006-10-16T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T17:05:48.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciao!</title><content type='html'>Found out some more Italy info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We are going to tour a &lt;a href="http://www.lamborghiniregistry.com/Factory/index.html"&gt;Lamborghini Factory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We are going to dine w/ royalty in her Palais - some countess who throws parties for other royalty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-touring around to some different vineyards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-taking a class in a local cafe on making pasta and tortellini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November is supposed to be the rainiest month, so hopefully it will be ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-116104354809223955?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/116104354809223955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=116104354809223955' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/116104354809223955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/116104354809223955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/10/ciao.html' title='Ciao!'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-116023825563575903</id><published>2006-10-07T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T09:24:15.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Week 5 of my weight management class and I have lost 19 pounds so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been cheating this week though as we had hotels and airlines in all week at work w/ food, and I can't pass up free food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady from Air France was in, and I asked if she was going w/ us to Bologna, and she is. She told me that there will only be 4 of us flying out of LA on Air France. What that means to me is a really good chance of flying in &lt;a href="http://www.airfrance.us/US/en/local/guidevoyageur/classeetconfort/classes_affaires.htm?BV_SessionID=@@@@1803052297.1160237488@@@@&amp;BV_EngineID=cccdaddimmekeejcefecekedfnfdfol.0"&gt;Business Class&lt;/a&gt;, since there are only 4 of us and we are flying w/ the Air France representative. No guarantees of course, and I don't want to get too excited, but it sure would beat flying in coach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to check the weather and start making lists of what I should pack. Need to get that credit card paid down so I have plenty of spending money to get souvenirs, everything else is paid for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In 1 month I will be in Italy.  Soon, they should start coming out w/ trips for next year, don't know how soon I'll sign up for one again.  It will have to be one I really want.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-116023825563575903?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/116023825563575903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=116023825563575903' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/116023825563575903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/116023825563575903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/10/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-115800742036033864</id><published>2006-09-11T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T15:42:04.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, Monday</title><content type='html'>Hey butt cheeks what's up? Nothing much here. Had the oh so fun birthday party for my nephew on Saturday. Never again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Rylee and I were supposed to go to &lt;a href="http://thelittlegym.com/"&gt;The Little Gym&lt;/a&gt; for a trial class, but she actually slept past 8am, and I didn't set an alarm, since she hasn't been sleeping past 8am. She woke up at 930, so we missed the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Willy Wonka in my bed.  Ok, she watched, I napped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to lunch w/ Uncle Philip at Mimi's, and now it is nap time for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to chiro today, then Curves, then home to hang w/ Mary and Phillip if he gets up before he goes to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-115800742036033864?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/115800742036033864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=115800742036033864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115800742036033864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115800742036033864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/09/monday-monday.html' title='Monday, Monday'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-115683037125771329</id><published>2006-08-28T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:46:11.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the day</title><content type='html'>Friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are like butt cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;Shit might separate them,&lt;br /&gt;But they always come back together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-115683037125771329?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/115683037125771329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=115683037125771329' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115683037125771329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115683037125771329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/08/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought for the day'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-115613820799001879</id><published>2006-08-20T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:44:56.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curves - Month 2</title><content type='html'>Woo hoo! I lost 3 1/2 pounds this month. Nothing much, but better than nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loss for this month......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost 0 inches in the bust (total loss .75 inches)&lt;br /&gt;I lost 1.50 inches in the waist (total loss 1.75 inches)&lt;br /&gt;I lost 1.25 inches in the abdomen (total loss 1.75 inches)&lt;br /&gt;I lost 1 inch in the thighs (total loss 2 inches)&lt;br /&gt;I lost .5 inches in the arms (total loss 2.5 inches)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost .75 inches in the bustI lost .25 inches in the waistI lost .50 inches in the abdomenI lost 1 inch in the thighsI lost 2 inches in the armsand my total body fat has gone down .80%Total inches lost of 4.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My total body fat didn't change, but she said I needed to be hydrated w/ water and not Diet Coke for the machine to get accurate reading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total inches lost of 8.75 for both months&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-115613820799001879?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/115613820799001879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=115613820799001879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115613820799001879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115613820799001879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/08/curves-month-2.html' title='Curves - Month 2'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-115472581326098930</id><published>2006-08-04T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T14:10:13.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ITALY!!!!</title><content type='html'>For those that don't already know (Brig)  I am going to Italy in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am flying on Air France to &lt;a href="http://www.lonelyplanet.com/worldguide/destinations/europe/italy/bologna"&gt;Bologna&lt;/a&gt;, and staying in a single room at &lt;a href="http://www.baglionihotels.com/pages/eng_hp_bologna.jsp"&gt;The Grand Hotel Baglioni&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is really all the details I have right now.  It is only 1 hotel which is great, so there will be more city sightseeing and wine tasting at some local vineyards hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do complain about hating my job, but these trips I am "required" to take once a year, and the 6 weeks vacation I previously mentioned, oh and the over 1000.00 savings I get to take my whole family to Disneyland once a year, and my hand picked by me schedule, is why I stay at a job I hate.  You take the good, you take the bad.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-115472581326098930?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/115472581326098930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=115472581326098930' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115472581326098930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115472581326098930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/08/italy.html' title='ITALY!!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-115432428342860700</id><published>2006-07-30T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T23:04:49.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great friends!</title><content type='html'>Todd and Steph were here all day - helping us out once again! You guys rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We needed to move our 2 heavy dressers from our room. 1 went to Taylors room and the other to Ginger. We are getting 1/2 of our &lt;a href="http://www.arizonaroomstore.com/bedroom/66000ContemporarySleighBed.html"&gt;new bedroom furniture &lt;/a&gt;tomorrow and needed to clear out our room. The other half is still on layaway.   I can't wait.  I haven't had a matching bedroom set since I was a kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 gigantic trash bags are full of Mr. H's clothes that were strewn all over the room. Funny, because he never wears most of those clothes. You all know he wears the same old stuff day in and day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful soon to be Mr. Stephi also helped out greatly in getting our pool back to great working condition so we could all swim tonight after some yummy grilled steaks by my sweetie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I need to pay for Mr. H's truck registration. Go to Ry's new pre-school and turn in the rest of her paperwork and make my first payment for the school year. She is so excited to go to school. Momma's gonna cry like a baby though. Luckily, I'll have my Momma here to cry right along w/ me on that first day. Then I have to take Taylor to the doc for just a check up. Once Mr. H gets home, I get to finally go to chiropractor - I have missed the last 2 weeks, and I need it. Meet at Curves for our workout, all meet up here to go to the new &lt;a href="http://cabelas.com/cabelas/en/templates/community/aboutus/retail-detail.jsp?detailedInformationURL=/cabelas/en/content/community/aboutus/retail/retail_stores/glendale/glendale.html"&gt;Cabelas&lt;/a&gt; that just opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to get the rest of the playroom, organized and pack up alot of toys that she doesn't really play with anymore. Maybe someday Mr. Stephi can come back and "ground that cable" or whatever he was talking about so his precious Ry can have cable in her playroom. ( She would love that Uncle Todd!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys and thanks so much for all your help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-115432428342860700?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/115432428342860700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=115432428342860700' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115432428342860700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115432428342860700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/07/great-friends.html' title='Great friends!'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-115359142845963246</id><published>2006-07-22T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T11:03:48.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat people are harder to kidnap</title><content type='html'>I still want that bumper sticker!  HA HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Curves update -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gained 1 1/2 pounds, but lost 1 1/2 body fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost .75 inches in the bust&lt;br /&gt;I lost .25 inches in the waist&lt;br /&gt;I lost .50 inches in the abdomen&lt;br /&gt;I lost 1 inch in the thighs&lt;br /&gt;I lost 2 inches in the arms&lt;br /&gt;and my total body fat has gone down .80%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total inches lost of 4.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-115359142845963246?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/115359142845963246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=115359142845963246' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115359142845963246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115359142845963246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/07/fat-people-are-harder-to-kidnap.html' title='Fat people are harder to kidnap'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-115307935820602854</id><published>2006-07-16T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T12:11:06.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah</title><content type='html'>So my Mommy went home again. We had a great time while she was here. Not too many arguments. She took the kids computer home for her husband to fix as it is so slow and crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got us memberships to the Phoenix Zoo and the Arizona Science center. We went to the Science Center the Saturday before she left and had a great time. We did the planetarium and the Imax movie about the coral reef. There is a zoo update on Rysters blog already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to work really sucks after having 10 days off. Especially knowing I don't have much more time to take off for the rest of the year. I have Ry's first day of pre-school, Thanksgiving day, and then about 1 week and 1/2 at xmas. I can't really complain as I do get a ridiculous amount of vacation time every year. Plus it is my 10th year this year, so I got an extra week. Plus, I buy a week every year, so I got like 6 1/2 weeks vacation - I just can't believe it's mostly gone already. I suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a really cool DVD recorder to record all my pics and home movies to DVD. I had started wanting a new camcorder that records onto DVD's, then we found &lt;a href="http://www.sonyburners.com/dvdirect/product.php?ID=1633442038"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; that will allow me to record my movies already on VHS, like my wedding and Ry's birth onto DVD, so I went w/ that instead. Of course, it isn't as easy as they say and all I have figured out how to do is pics to DVD, but I am still working on it. My next purchase will be a &lt;a href="http://kodak.com/eknec/PageQuerier.jhtml?pq-path=9/19/7372/7391/7392&amp;pq-locale=en_US"&gt;new digital camera&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Curves and really loving it. Had to go by myself last week as Diva wasn't feeling well, and I only got to go twice instead of the usual 3, because this other location that said they were open late enough for me to go SUCKS and they were rude and I won't go there EVER even if they were open 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Taylor went to &lt;a href="http://www.pumpitupparty.com/peoria.html"&gt;Pump it Up&lt;/a&gt; yesterday for his other little sisters birthday party. Silly boy thought it would be wise to listen to the dumbass teenagers who worked there and told him it was ok to 'surf' down the big slides. Came home w/ his foot twice the size of normal and is currently at Urgent Care w/ Dad to make sure it isn't fractured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's really all for now, I think I will take Ry swimming and then take a nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***EDIT - Update*** The foot is fractured.  Just a very small fracture, Urgent Care wrapped it and sent him home w/ crutches.  Now we just have to hope his Mother really takes him this week to follow up w/ doc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-115307935820602854?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/115307935820602854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=115307935820602854' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115307935820602854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115307935820602854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/07/yeah.html' title='Yeah'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-115185935449502837</id><published>2006-07-02T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T09:55:54.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday week</title><content type='html'>My Mommy got in Friday night and we got some burgers at Freddy's Steakburgers and came home.  Unloaded all the dill pickle dip into the fridge.  YUMMY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we got up and all went out to breakfast.  We then went to Wal-Mart to look at birthday gifts for my cousins 2 boys.  We couldn't find much so they are just getting cash instead.  We came home, put Ry down for nap and then Mom and I went a did a little shopping.  I got 2 cute sundresses, some shirts and some exercise pants and some tank tops.  Oh and 3 pairs of shoes, all on sale!  We then came home and went swimming.  Ate dinner and after Grama gave Ry her bubble bath and bedtime story we watched "Freedomland".  Then bedtime.  David still had a movie he wanted to watch on the bigscreen so Mom was going to sleep w/ me until David came to bed, and of course he fell asleep on the couch so I had the sounds of snoring all night long.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, so far only me and Rylee are up.  We have a birthday party to go to.  A trip to Sams or Costco to get the goods for our BBQ tomorrow.  We'll also be looking at a new camera for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is the BBQ, but before that we have to go back to court because the bitch inspector says she cannot dismiss it even though the judge told us she could.  Then we have to go to curves and hopefully get naps in before BBQ time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, nothing planned so far except for fireworks at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-115185935449502837?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/115185935449502837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=115185935449502837' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115185935449502837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115185935449502837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-birthday-week.html' title='My birthday week'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-115104183458870739</id><published>2006-06-22T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:55:38.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who woulda known?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="435" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;You scored as Coral. You are Coral. Often thought to be the&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bitch of the group, she is often the most geuine and honest. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never scared to speak her feelings, she makes enemies easily &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but is a great friend to those close to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Coral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="88" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;88%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="63" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tonya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="56" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Johanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="56" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Katie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="56" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Danny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Darrell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Theo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="44" bgcolor="#dddddd" 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style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;38%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Shane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="19" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;19%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=197654"&gt;Which Fresh Meat Alumni Cast Member are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-115104183458870739?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/115104183458870739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=115104183458870739' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115104183458870739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115104183458870739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/06/who-woulda-known.html' title='Who woulda known?'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-115101167969020024</id><published>2006-06-22T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T14:27:59.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's on</title><content type='html'>Although I haven't even spoken to the Mr yet.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to BBQ on July 3rd evening.  I don't know about Diva(who is not chopped liver btw) but I know me and our worse halfs don't have to work on the 4th.  I am doing this during the week so dear Movieman can join us as well.  I am off the whole week - yea birthday week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall eat dead things, swim and drink.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to go bowling one of the weekends that my Mom is here to watch the little princess so either the weekend of the 30th June or 7th July.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now.  I am off to Portland in the ass crack of dawn tomorrow and I'll be back late Sunday night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-115101167969020024?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/115101167969020024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=115101167969020024' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115101167969020024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115101167969020024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-on.html' title='It&apos;s on'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-115009467446605150</id><published>2006-06-11T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T23:55:30.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I spoiled?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ask pretty much anyone that knows me and they will say yes. I am going to take a quiz and see though. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the deal: check off each of the items that fits your life. If 40 or more are checked, you’re supposedly spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have bolded the ones that fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☑ your own cell phone&lt;br /&gt;☐ a television in your bedroom&lt;br /&gt;☐ an iPod&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☐ a photo printer&lt;br /&gt;☐ your own phone line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☐ TiVo or a generic digital video recorder&lt;br /&gt;☑ high-speed internet access (i.e., not dialup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;☐ a surround sound system in bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☐ DVD player in bedroom&lt;br /&gt;☐ at least a hundred DVDs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;☑ a childfree bathroom (well, no children yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☑ your own in-house office (Not much of an office, but it is the office/extra storage space)&lt;br /&gt;☐ a pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;☐ a guest house&lt;br /&gt;☐ a game room&lt;br /&gt;☑ a queen-size bed&lt;br /&gt;☑ a stocked bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☑ a working dishwasher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;☐ an icemaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☐ a working washer and dryer&lt;br /&gt;☐ more than 20 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;☐ at least ten things from a designer store&lt;br /&gt;☐ expensive sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;☐ framed original art (not lithographs or prints)&lt;br /&gt;☐ Egyptian cotton sheets or towels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☑ a multi-speed bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;☑ a gym membership&lt;br /&gt;☑ large exercise equipment at home (well, an exercise bike, large enough)&lt;br /&gt;☐ your own set of golf clubs&lt;br /&gt;☐ a pool table&lt;br /&gt;☐ a tennis court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☐ local access to a lake, large pond, or the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;☑ your own pair of skis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☑ enough camping gear for a weekend trip in an isolated area&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☐ a boat&lt;br /&gt;☐ a jet ski&lt;br /&gt;☐ a neighborhood committee membership&lt;br /&gt;☐ a beach house or a vacation house/cabin&lt;br /&gt;☐ wealthy family members&lt;br /&gt;☐ two or more family cars&lt;br /&gt;☐ a walk-in closet or pantry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☐ a yard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;☑ a hammock&lt;br /&gt;☐ a personal trainer&lt;br /&gt;☑ good credit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☐ expensive jewelry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☐ a designer bag that required being on a waiting list to get&lt;br /&gt;☑ at least $100 cash in your possession right now&lt;br /&gt;☐ more than two credit cards bearing your name (not counting gas cards or debit cards)&lt;br /&gt;☑ a stock portfolio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☑ a passport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;☐ a horse&lt;br /&gt;☐ a trust fund (either for you or created by you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☐ private medical insurance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☑ a college degree, and no outstanding student loans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you:&lt;br /&gt;☐ shop for non-needed items for yourself (like clothes, jewelry, electronics) at least once a week&lt;br /&gt;☐ do your regular grocery shopping at high-end or specialty stores&lt;br /&gt;☐ pay someone else to clean your house, do dishes, or launder your clothes (not counting dry-cleaning)&lt;br /&gt;☐ go on weekend mini-vacations&lt;br /&gt;☐ send dinners back with every flaw&lt;br /&gt;☐ wear perfume or cologne (not body spray)&lt;br /&gt;☐ regularly get your hair styled or nails done in a salon&lt;br /&gt;☐ have a job but don't need the money OR&lt;br /&gt;☐ stay at home with little financial sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;☐ pay someone else to cook your meals&lt;br /&gt;☐ pay someone else to watch your children or walk your dogs&lt;br /&gt;☐ regularly pay someone else to drive you&lt;br /&gt;☐ expect a gift after you fight with your partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☐ an only child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☐ married/partnered to a wealthy person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☐ baffled/surprised when you don't get your way &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Have you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☐ been on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;☑ traveled out of the country&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☑ met a celebrity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☐ been to the Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;☑ been to Europe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;☑ BEEN TO HONG KONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☐ been to Hawaii&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☐ been to New York&lt;br /&gt;☐ eaten at the space needle in Seattle&lt;br /&gt;☐ been to the Mall of America&lt;br /&gt;☐ been on the Eiffel tower in Paris&lt;br /&gt;☐ been on the Statue of Liberty in New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☐ moved more than three times because you wanted to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;☑ dined with local political figures&lt;br /&gt;☑ been to both the Atlantic coast and the Pacific coast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you:&lt;br /&gt;☐ go to another country for your honeymoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☐ hire a professional photographer for your wedding or party&lt;br /&gt;☐ take riding or swimming lessons as a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;☐ attend private school&lt;br /&gt;☐ have a Sweet 16 birthday party thrown for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well there you have it! Proof I am not really spoiled. I only checked off 28 items, so this test proves I am not spoiled!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-115009467446605150?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/115009467446605150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=115009467446605150' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115009467446605150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/115009467446605150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/06/am-i-spoiled.html' title='Am I spoiled?'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114904221748891640</id><published>2006-05-30T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T22:12:27.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/1600/DSCN2560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/320/DSCN2560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mainly for Brig who doesn't get the pleasure of seeing me all the time like the rest of you.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114904221748891640?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114904221748891640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114904221748891640' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114904221748891640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114904221748891640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-new-do.html' title='My new do'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114774031056961398</id><published>2006-05-15T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T17:45:10.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend update</title><content type='html'>Can be found &lt;a href="http://theryster.blogspot.com/2006/05/fun-with-grama-jan-and-mommy.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to play with my iPod some more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114774031056961398?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114774031056961398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114774031056961398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114774031056961398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114774031056961398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/05/weekend-update_15.html' title='Weekend update'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114736458984486212</id><published>2006-05-11T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T09:23:09.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My best friend rocks</title><content type='html'>and not just because he buys me cool stuff.  I don't want to steal his thunder from blogging about it so I won't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all, us girls are off to Sedona for a few days to stay &lt;a href="http://www.enchantmentresort.com/onlinereservations/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  We'll be back Saturday afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114736458984486212?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114736458984486212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114736458984486212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114736458984486212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114736458984486212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-best-friend-rocks.html' title='My best friend rocks'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114710851495792822</id><published>2006-05-08T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T10:15:14.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>Once upon time there was a sweet little boy who was physically abused by his stepfather. Choked until all the blood vessels in his little eyes burst. Marks on his back from being shoved against the wall. Some of you have seen the pics. Today I ran across the idiots myspace and here is an excerpt from his interests....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="searchlinksmall" onclick="executeSearch(this.innerHTML);return false;" href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=50188195#"&gt;wow&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a class="searchlinksmall" onclick="executeSearch(this.innerHTML);return false;" href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=50188195#"&gt;a lot&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a class="searchlinksmall" onclick="executeSearch(this.innerHTML);return false;" href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=50188195#"&gt;my kids&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a class="searchlinksmall" onclick="executeSearch(this.innerHTML);return false;" href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=50188195#"&gt;my wife&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a class="searchlinksmall" onclick="executeSearch(this.innerHTML);return false;" href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=50188195#"&gt;my family and friends&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a class="searchlinksmall" onclick="executeSearch(this.innerHTML);return false;" href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=50188195#"&gt;my ministry to the wvccc&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a class="searchlinksmall" onclick="executeSearch(this.innerHTML);return false;" href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=50188195#"&gt;where i do an outreach to the children there that have been victims of abuse&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a class="searchlinksmall" onclick="executeSearch(this.innerHTML);return false;" href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=50188195#"&gt;neglect&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a class="searchlinksmall" onclick="executeSearch(this.innerHTML);return false;" href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=50188195#"&gt;abandonment&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;a class="searchlinksmall" onclick="executeSearch(this.innerHTML);return false;" href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=50188195#"&gt;or all 3&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I wasn't drinking anything at the time or it would have come out of my nose from laughing so hard. I wonder if said ministry knows of his past abusing children!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114710851495792822?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114710851495792822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114710851495792822' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114710851495792822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114710851495792822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/05/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114706494158972555</id><published>2006-05-07T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T22:09:01.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend update</title><content type='html'>Friday night - Mr. H had a friend over when I got home. They ran to Frys Electronics for some cable for something or other. We all had leftover spaghetti for dinner. Mr H then consented to watch 'Under the Tuscan Sun' w/ me. Ok movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Mr. H's day to sleep in. I was up by 830 w/ the Ryster. We played and watched TV, finally at noon I decided he had slept enough and we needed to run to Sams Club for our afternoon bbq. We took showers and headed to Sams, did our shopping, came home. Diva and family came over as well as some other friends of Mr. H and their 2 boys. I was just in a foul mood most of the day and then got a headache on top of it. Rob joined us much later after all the swimming was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lack of communication between those two is a crack up. Mr. H told me at Sams that Rob wouldn't be over for a few hours, Rob's version is that Mr. H was supposed to call him back, and never did. When I mentioned to Rob that Mr. H had said he wouldn't be over for a few hours, he said no, that he would be out doing errands for a few hours. The difference? I haven't figured it out. Just glad he made it over and I was able to pick on him. I love you man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody left about 800 and we ran to Target to get Mr. H a MP3 player so he can have music at work. He also got a nice new watch, but the band is way too big. Got Ry some new 'dancing' shoes and some cute jeans, and me nothing. Came home put Ry to bed, he played w/ his MP3 and I watched 'In Her Shoes' Different than what I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - my day to sleep in. That lasted til about 1030 w/ only 2 or 3 interruptions for Ry. I don't know why Daddy can sleep all he wants and not get disturbed, but I have to get popped in on every so often. I can't really complain, as most of the times she came running in - "mommy, mommy, I need a hug." Who can refuse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total lazy day. I had a work picnic to go to, but after my also very interrupted nap, I said forget it and we stayed home. There goes 14 bucks, but I don't care. Mr&gt; H ran to the store to get us some steak and came home and grilled them for us. Yummy. We then watched some movie I had never heard of, 'A Sound of Thunder' better than I figured it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyone is in bed except for me. I blogged and will now catch up on some shows I didn't watch yet and continue doing laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114706494158972555?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114706494158972555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114706494158972555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114706494158972555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114706494158972555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/05/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend update'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114645988337226419</id><published>2006-04-30T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T22:04:43.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend</title><content type='html'>-Drunken bowling was fun.  Not nearly as much fun as when we went last time, but still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wiggles was fun, by fun I mean it doesn't matter if I was bored out of my mind, which I wasn't, as long as the kids had fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tomorrow we are meeting friends at the park to feed the ducks and play.  Then we will go get  that cell phone and eat lunch and take naps.  I am hoping for the nap anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114645988337226419?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114645988337226419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114645988337226419' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114645988337226419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114645988337226419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-weekend.html' title='My weekend'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114633189926421660</id><published>2006-04-29T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T10:31:39.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunken bowling part 2</title><content type='html'>Going bowling again tonight.  Mr. H's friend from his old job is moving back to Idaho this weekend, so we are going bowling tonight.  May not be as fun w/ just the 3 of us.  Need to see if Rob wants to go still and we put a message into some friends in Prescott.  I'll be drinking and bowling so I'll have fun anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Taylors birthday weekend, his birthday is Tuesday, so he had a friend over last night and Mr. H is taking them to race go carts or something today.  Still don't know what to get him, he doesn't need anything, and he can't even think of stuff he wants.  We are still debating a cell phone.  I only want to get him one because when school starts back up in the fall it is Jr. High/Middle School and it is further away across a major street.  Still don't even know if he is bussing it to school or what.  With a phone, he can call us or Grandma or his Mom if she is late.  We still think he is too young for one though, so we are torn.  It would just be a prepaid one anyway, nothing I would have to put out money every month for or anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now Mr. H is off to Home Depot to get some chlorine to clean this nasty pool.  I will run to Costco when he gets back, for hopefully cheaper gas, some Dockers pants for his new job and some groceries.  Then when I get back the boys can go play.  Ry and I can have lunch and naps! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114633189926421660?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114633189926421660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114633189926421660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114633189926421660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114633189926421660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/04/drunken-bowling-part-2.html' title='Drunken bowling part 2'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114594536747438135</id><published>2006-04-24T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T23:09:27.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>But of course</title><content type='html'>Your Celebrity Match is: John Travolta&lt;br /&gt;John Travolta&lt;br /&gt;Born: February 18, 1954Actor John Travolta is famous for his roles in Face/Off, Pulp Fiction, Thin Red Line, Grease, and Phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your next closest matches were:&lt;br /&gt;Samuel L. Jackson&lt;br /&gt;Mel Gibson&lt;br /&gt;Dave Matthews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jokesandhumor.com/tests/celebrity-love-match/love.html"&gt;http://www.jokesandhumor.com/tests/celebrity-love-match/love.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114594536747438135?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114594536747438135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114594536747438135' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114594536747438135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114594536747438135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/04/but-of-course.html' title='But of course'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114590251775900245</id><published>2006-04-24T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T11:29:58.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/1600/DSCN2497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/320/DSCN2497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/1600/DSCN2498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/320/DSCN2498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/1600/DSCN2499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/320/DSCN2499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/1600/DSCN2501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/320/DSCN2501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/1600/DSCN2501.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/1600/DSCN2501.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/1600/DSCN2501.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/1600/DSCN2500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/320/DSCN2500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114590251775900245?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114590251775900245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114590251775900245' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114590251775900245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114590251775900245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-here.html' title='It&apos;s here'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114581066769308247</id><published>2006-04-23T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T09:46:45.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally some progress</title><content type='html'>We did it! Well got a real good start anyway. The guys cleared everything out and organized Mr. H's workshop/tool area. Diva and I went through all the clothes and shoes, although 1 shoe is still missing and of course it is my absolute favorite Doc sandal ever! My other pair of Doc sandals ruined as well as 2 HUGE bags of clothes. Our garage flooded from the rain and the stuff got molded and trashed. Bummer, but less to sort through. Went through a bunch more boxes and threw stuff out. It is amazing the stuff that gets packed into boxes. It is not just me either, I know I didn't pack a mini pumpkin from God only knows when, that turned to dust. Still haven't found some books of Moviemans either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We aren't finished - we were at it for more than 9 hours and still didn't get done. We have it all moved back in nicely with room to work now. At night, when the kids are in bed we can go out and go through stuff and get it all repacked into plastic tubs, in case it floods again. Get all the yard sale stuff in an area and get rid of it ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, when Mr. H gets up he needs to go get carpet cleaner form Home Depot and we need to clear out the living room and get carpet cleaned. Diva and family coming back over after church so Baron can help w/ setting the TV and everything back up on the new stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are supposed to call tonight to set up delivery for my new living room. Will take pitures tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114581066769308247?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114581066769308247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114581066769308247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114581066769308247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114581066769308247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/04/finally-some-progress.html' title='Finally some progress'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114559949734046438</id><published>2006-04-20T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T23:04:57.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of plans</title><content type='html'>So when we got back from seeing baby Jack, there was a message saying the ottoman was in and to call back for delivery.  I called and told them I didn't want the ottoman delivered until the couch was in and did they know when that might be.  She didn't but said she'd get the saleperson to check for me.  She then came back and said oh the couch is in too.  GREAT!  Deliver it all on Monday then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then decided instead of a rush trip to Magic Mountain we really should just stay home and get the house ready and clean for our pretty new living room! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called the wrecking crew and they had a change of plans too, and aren't going to Payson this weekend after all, so Diva and The Baron will come help w/ the garage.  Hopefully, we will actually get it done this time.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now instead of spending money on our Magic Mountain weekend, I can get my stuff at Ikea for the TV and something for all the DVD's.  We are going tomorrow if you want to join us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114559949734046438?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114559949734046438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114559949734046438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114559949734046438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114559949734046438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/04/change-of-plans.html' title='Change of plans'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114555813705074883</id><published>2006-04-20T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T11:35:37.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a slacker</title><content type='html'>I talked a friend at work into working for me, so I didn't have too.  When Mr. H gets home we are going to get another free rental car and go see baby Jack, Thor and Genevas new baby.  Tonight I have lots of laundry to do and get packed.  Tomorrow I work for a whole 4 hours and then we are going to Magic Mountain.  Grandma is watching Ryster and Taylor will be at his Moms.  A weekend for just us.  Then Monday, Mr. H and Rob start their new wonderful jobs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get a shower in before Diva gets here....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114555813705074883?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114555813705074883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114555813705074883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114555813705074883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114555813705074883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-slacker.html' title='I&apos;m a slacker'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114521841022889959</id><published>2006-04-16T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T13:36:31.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/1600/DSCN2496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/320/DSCN2496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On the paddle boats at the park today! (Taylor  was at his Moms)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114521841022889959?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114521841022889959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114521841022889959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114521841022889959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114521841022889959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114511928451984343</id><published>2006-04-15T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T10:06:48.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's huge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/1600/tv.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/320/tv.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our new TV. It is wonderful. We love it. 56 inches of viewing pleasure. Now that I posted this, I am wondering why. Those of you here, have already seen it, the other one doesn't care about tv's. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/1600/tv%20stand.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/320/tv%20stand.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want to go to IKEA now and get something like this to put it on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114511928451984343?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114511928451984343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114511928451984343' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114511928451984343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114511928451984343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-huge.html' title='It&apos;s huge'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114468760984300286</id><published>2006-04-10T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T09:46:49.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET!</title><content type='html'>Mr. H may not even know yet, but he got a new way better job!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy called first thing this morning and left a message.  I immediately called my honey and texted him the number, he hasn't called me back yet, so I don't know if he has talked to him yet.  Talking to Diva though, this guy has already told The Baron that he is hiring both Rob and Mr. H.   Rob already knows he has been hired, and apparently they will need to go in this afternoon to fill out paperwork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be so awesome for our family!  He'll be making almost 5 bucks more an hour, the health insurance is apparently awesome and super cheap.  So I can stop paying about 150.00 a month for me and the kids at my work.  We'll do our whole family it all on his for like 80.00 a month.  Plus, Todd says the Lasik eye surgery is covered too, so I may not have to wait til next year for that.  The best part is I can work less hours as soon as my work will let me!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go write up his 2 week notice so he can hand that in tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114468760984300286?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114468760984300286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114468760984300286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114468760984300286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114468760984300286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/04/sweet.html' title='SWEET!'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114460009808144847</id><published>2006-04-09T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T09:35:41.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much going on</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went to try on bridal dresses for Diva. Uncle Todd stayed here w/ Ry and the boys. Very easy, mission accomplished. She already knew which one she wanted pretty much, so she tried on a whole 3 dresses. She then took us girls out for a drink. We had to go to 3 different places, before we got to one that would allow smoking. Yummy drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then came back here to hang until Mr. H got home as they were going to help us start on the garage. By the time he got home at 8:00 and grilled us all some burgers we decided we were not getting to the garage as it was getting late and we were all tired. We'll start next weekend. We need to get it cleared out, everything sorted and piles for giveaway, yard sale, and I am sure there is just plenty of trash. He would like to just pitch everything in there, but I need to go through it. I have to go through it thinking if there was some disaster would I care if I never saw it again. I am such a pack rat. Most of the stuff was just moved from the last house so it has been packed in boxes for over 6 years now. Obviously, whatever is in there I am not missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am supposed to go to Sam's Club and Costco to look at big screen tv's. First I wanted the pool resurfaced, but the guy hasn't called me back. Then I wanted to get a hot tub, but that is just too much work. We'd have to get an electrician out here to wire a new outlet, and Mr. H would have to build a deck in the spot we would put it. So, now we have decided to get a fancy new tv to go w/ our new couch that should be here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my exciting weekend. Man, my blogs are BORING, but they are mainly for Brig's benefit as everyone else already knows what I am doing or have done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114460009808144847?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114460009808144847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114460009808144847' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114460009808144847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114460009808144847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/04/nothing-much-going-on.html' title='Nothing much going on'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114417614988782973</id><published>2006-04-04T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T11:42:29.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times, with good friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DRUNKEN BOWLING ALWAYS FUN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Friday night, Mr. H and I went bowling w/ the newlyweds, Rob and Mei, and Movieman too.  It was lots of fun.  I drank quite a bit and still bowled well. Mostly!  We all had a great time and I got a free pair of socks.  Mr. H won every game of course.  Diva and The Baron couldn't make it on such short notice, but there will be more drunken bowling in my future.  I love it and we don't do it often enough.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GHETTO JENGA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night, everyone came over including Diva, The Baron and the boys.  Movieman, unfortunately had to work.  Mr. H grilled burgers and we played our cheap wal-mart tumbling blocks game, which will now be known as Ghetto Jenga.  It was still fun.  We need to do more game nights more often.  I want to play Robs Truth or Dare jenga, it looks like fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Farewell to Mei - for now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night we went to Robs for kabobs and yummy chow mein.  We hung out and ate good food.  Mr. H had to leave early to get him and the kids to bed.  I stayed to hang out for a bit and some friend of Robs came over and we all listened to Movieman and all his stories.  I have heard all his stories so many times, over the years, but he still tells them so good and makes everyone laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114417614988782973?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114417614988782973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114417614988782973' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114417614988782973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114417614988782973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-times-with-good-friends.html' title='Good times, with good friends'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114227989257897473</id><published>2006-03-13T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:34:31.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOREDOM</title><content type='html'>Although I should really be cleaning the house, I am taking silly quizzes instead.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 56% Evil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/evil-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are evil, but you haven't yet mastered the dark side.&lt;br /&gt;Fear not though - you are on your way to world domination.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/"&gt;How Evil Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f0fff0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 27 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f8fff8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A0CDFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Stripper Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E1FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/dancer.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/stat?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=99176&amp;type=3&amp;subid=0&amp;tmpid=1826&amp;RD_PARM1=http%253A%252F%252Fphobos.apple.com%252FWebObjects%252FMZStore.woa%252Fwa%252FviewAlbum%253FselectedItemId%253D645500%2526playListId%253D645509%2526s%253D143441%26partnerId%3D30"&gt;Master and Servant&lt;/a&gt; by Depeche Mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's a new game&lt;br /&gt;We like to play you see&lt;br /&gt;A game with added reality&lt;br /&gt;You treat me like a dog&lt;br /&gt;Get me down on my knees"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn, dancing is so boring without a little spice.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/"&gt;What Song Should You Strip To?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114227989257897473?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114227989257897473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114227989257897473' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114227989257897473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114227989257897473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/03/boredom.html' title='BOREDOM'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114210144522698125</id><published>2006-03-11T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T11:24:05.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the world little one</title><content type='html'>My friend Brig had her little girl Elish Kristin At 7:00pm EST, March 10th, 2006,  weighing in at 9 pounds, 11 ounces, and 23.4 inches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114210144522698125?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114210144522698125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114210144522698125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114210144522698125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114210144522698125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/03/welcome-to-world-little-one.html' title='Welcome to the world little one'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114210109394243280</id><published>2006-03-11T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T11:18:14.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California</title><content type='html'>Was loads of fun!  What should have taken under 6 hours to get there took closer to 8.  There was construction at this spot where mapquest was telling us to change to like 3 different freeways within a miles distance and the signs were all screwy so we ended up going to wrong way for a bit.  We got to our 1st hotel checked in, got room service ordered for Grama and the kids and then Mr. H and I took off for &lt;a href="http://medievaltimes.com/"&gt;Medieval Times&lt;/a&gt;  it was great, silly fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we woke up early to get to our Disney hotel, &lt;a href="http://disneyland.disney.go.com/disneyland/en_US/hotels/landing?name=GrandCalifornianHotelLandingPage"&gt;The Grand Californian&lt;/a&gt; - we checked in, gave them all our luggage and got our park tickets and headed out.  We were to meet our friends at Space Mountain at 9:30 am.  Luckily they were running late too, so we actually met up in line.  They all went on Space Mountain, while Grama, Ry and I went to see "Honey, I Shrunk the Audience" where we ruined Ry for all 3-D viewing experiences in the future.  Some parts scared her, so now she won't wear the glasses to any other movie.  We then went to Fantasyland and found some princesses and met up w/ everyone later.  Ry and Grama went to nap later on, and when we went to get them for the fireworks that night, Ry wasn't feeling well at all.  So we skipped the fireworks, and just went to the restaurant in the hotel and then to bed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, was California Adventure Park.  First thing we did was get a portrait of the kids drawn.  Took much longer than I thought it would.  All the girls had a Princess lunch scheduled for 12:20.  It was raining this day, so when we showed up, we were told we could eat outside or wait til the next seating at 12:50.  Even though it was covered outside, w/ Ry being sick we waited.  We had our lunch while the boys played.  We met back up and Daddy came w/ us to try some kiddie stuff.  We saw some more characters, and the Muppets 3-D movie.  We all met up after that.  Grama and Ry went on their way, so we could all go on The Tower of Terror, which was awesome.  I screamed the whole time, but I loved it.  This park closed at 6, so we hung a bit as a group, then our friends went on their way.  Grama and Ry went back to hotel and we took Taylor over to Disneyland for a couple more hours.  Tried to go on Space Mountain, since I didn't go the day before, but it was closed.  Finally took the monorail back to hotel.  Mom suggested we go have Sushi and she'd get room service with the kids.  We went to one of the other hotels and had sushi.  It was the first place Mr. H had ever had sushi when we went many years before.  It continued to rain all night and at about 4am the alarms in the hotel went off.  I yelled at everybody to get out, but it was a false alarm.  They didn't know if it was the rain or what set it off but everything was fine.  A few more hours of sleep, then back to Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - we never met up w/ our friends again, dead cell phone, so we all did the smaller stuff for Ry and Taylor hadn't been on any of it yet.  Filled up the kids autograph books from all the characters and stayed til the end.  Saw the parade and back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - checking out of hotel, but going to do some more shopping, so they will keep the car.  Shopped and then went to the beach for a bit.  Had lots of fun.  Buried Taylor in the sand, played in the cold water and collected some shells.  We finally left at about 3:30, which was silly, we should have stayed later so not to take 2 hours to get 40 miles in rush hour traffic.  Oh well, we stopped at some outlets along the way and ate dinner and finally got back home after midnight.&lt;br /&gt;That is the California update!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114210109394243280?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114210109394243280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114210109394243280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114210109394243280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114210109394243280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/03/california.html' title='California'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-114058164509513923</id><published>2006-02-21T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T21:14:05.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WAR!!</title><content type='html'>Sucked as usual.  Not really.  I started out not even wanting to go.  It just isn't as fun as it used to be.  We have the RV now though, and since my Mom already paid for it, mainly for this stuff, I would have felt guilty if I didn't use it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there later than Mr. H wanted to Thursday night, moved the RV a bit so we had a little more space between our really cool "neighbors".  Got in our garb and headed off to try to get some food.  It was after 9 though, so most of the food merchants were closed.  We got the last bit of Chinese food that was left.  We then headed over to our friends camp, and watched Ry run around like a crazy girl for HOURS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up and down the carpets, between all the fire pits, falling on her face, being shy and just being so darn cute.  She finally fell asleep all cozy in her big wagon about midnight.  We stayed til about 2am and then trudged back to the other end of the park to the RV area.  Mr. H drank too much and got sick that night - fun times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, slept in and then headed to Wal-Mart to get some food and flashlights.  The generator wasn't working so we only had 1 little tap light that our very cool RV neighbors lent us.  We came back a few hours later got dressed, went to get fried pickles and some sausage and then visited a few camps.  Spent most of Friday night hanging with some kids by the fire listening to them make up and tell stories.  They were really cool kids and it was fun.  We wished Taylor had been there to meet the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Stephi and Todd were there when we got up.  Got dressed for the day and Mr. H went off to fight.  We headed down to merchants row where we ran into Mrs. Rhino, who had the meanest, bitchiest look on her face the whole time.  Couldn't wait for them to leave - man she sucks!  Wandered for a bit, ate more fried pickles, then went back to the RV to wait for a call from bitchy Rhino that the guys had moved the fighting to an easier spot for us to see.  We got the call and walked down there, only to find out the fighting was done.  Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting on Mr. H so he could hang w/ Ry for a bit before I took her back to Grandmas for the night, so we could party finally, w/ Steph and Todd!  HA - party poopers - had to drink all day, while I was not drinking so I could drive home and back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Ry home, showered quick and headed back.  We had a venison dinner w/ some friends and then proceeded to go back to Merchants row for some shopping.  Didn't get anything really.  Finally went to the party camp, where Steph and Todd left (I still love them)  We had Stephs niece w/ us and we hung out for a bit laughing at drunk people.  We walked Cassie home and went back.  On the way we ran into a sweet drunk girl from Finland who came back w/ her boyfriend to the party.  We laughed real hard at some really messed up converstaions which I will not go into here.  I'll just say we met Adrians soul mate and she is dating Sly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 girl pissed me off this war so that is good, and no it wasn't you Steph.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's that for an update Brig?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-114058164509513923?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114058164509513923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=114058164509513923' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114058164509513923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/114058164509513923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/02/war.html' title='WAR!!'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13783971.post-113977569587451912</id><published>2006-02-12T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T13:21:35.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new dress for me</title><content type='html'>I got this dress for me.. Hope it fits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/1600/purple_brocade_GIRL_BACK_2_no_link.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/320/purple_brocade_GIRL_BACK_2_no_link.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A better view of the tapestry fabric w/o the sleeves attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/1600/purple_brocade_sleeveless_back_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/987/320/purple_brocade_sleeveless_back_001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13783971-113977569587451912?l=upeoplesuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/feeds/113977569587451912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13783971&amp;postID=113977569587451912' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/113977569587451912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13783971/posts/default/113977569587451912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upeoplesuck.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-dress-for-me.html' title='A new dress for me'/><author><name>Mrs. H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206628185921246818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9ZhtrybnWE/SK-XenANOAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LMx7iNxPHzQ/S220/P1020218.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
