<?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-7289440857023818054</id><updated>2011-08-01T23:17:39.512-05:00</updated><category term='Rambling'/><category term='Stupid Government'/><category term='From Baby to Toddler'/><category term='Pulling back the reins'/><category term='Bad ASS'/><category term='Lots To Write About'/><category term='Eh....'/><category term='2009 HERE WE COME'/><category term='Been Awhile'/><category term='Definite Must See'/><category term='doctors'/><category term='BABY'/><category term='This is the search that never ends'/><category term='More Tomorrow'/><category term='Fingers Crossed'/><category term='Missing 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Do you?'/><category term='Brook'/><category term='I swear'/><category term='Pretty Pretty Puppy'/><category term='AWWWW FREAK OUT'/><category term='Beautiful'/><category term='Done'/><category term='GRRRRR'/><category term='Carry On'/><category term='Hooray'/><category term='Dreadful'/><category term='Later Gator'/><category term='pictures of mads tomorrow'/><category term='Stay Tuned'/><category term='No Time'/><category term='Night Yall'/><category term='New Struff To Keep Me Busy'/><category term='Excited'/><category term='I&apos;m Hibernating'/><category term='Progress...I&apos;m makin it'/><category term='I&apos;m a dork'/><category term='Quiet Time'/><category term='Sick to my stomach'/><category term='Well.......'/><category term='YAY for FREE Stuff'/><category term='awards'/><category term='Cough Hack Cough'/><category term='Heres some glasses'/><category term='Gettin There'/><category term='Little Heathen'/><category term='Collage'/><category term='Hate The Dentist'/><category term='I Know You&apos;re Jealous'/><category term='tomorrow tomorrow. it&apos;s only a day away'/><title type='text'>Jaime's Space</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>209</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-6644317636483598266</id><published>2011-08-01T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T23:17:39.524-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BABY'/><title type='text'>And Baby Makes SIX!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's true! We are going to have another baby!!!! At first we were completely shocked by the news but once the reality of everything settled in we got pretty excited! I'm the most excited I think! For the hubs it's exciting and terrifying all at the same time because he's trying to find a job and it's turning out to be much harder out here in Cali than it was in Arkansas! BUT I have faith that everything will work out the way it is supossed to! Moving to Cali was such a giant leap of faith for both of us and so far it's turning out pretty dang good so I have to believe that God had a plan for us to move away from my home town to Cali to start over and this baby seems like a great place to start! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BIG kids are thrilled! DJ of course wants a brother, but honestly I&amp;nbsp;think he'd be okay with a brother or a sister. Maddie on the other hand REALLY wants a sister!!! She told me tonight that she would be REALLY ANGRY if we "got a brother." I laughingly explained that it was up to God to decide whether or not we get a sister or a brother and that we should be happy with either one...I don't think she was too thrilled with my answer lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I secretly...okay NOT so secretly REALLY want a GIRL too!!! I really want Mads to have a sister but honestly I will be thrilled with another baby period! (But dear god, please please PLEASE let us have a girl) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-6644317636483598266?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/6644317636483598266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=6644317636483598266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6644317636483598266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6644317636483598266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-baby-makes-six.html' title='And Baby Makes SIX!!!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-2186760051034370338</id><published>2011-07-12T16:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T16:44:46.871-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving California!!!!</title><content type='html'>Title pretty much says it all :) We've been here just a little bit over a month and we fall in love with it more each and every day! The weather is AMAZING...highs in the 70's and 80's almost every day! It's wonderful!!! From all the face book posts from my friends back home I am glad we moved when we did...they are experiencing highs in the upper 90's to 100's EVERY day! I would be dying for sure!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are having sooooooo much fun here! Every day they are out riding their&amp;nbsp;bikes, swimming, playing pool, and even going to art lessons with their great grandma! The artwork they are creating is fabulous...especially for a 6 and 7 year old! We've gone to the boardwalk and even taken them to San Francisco! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of San Francisco, Jerry and I are IN LOVE with that city! We took the kids on a Saturday and then went back again the next day with my sis and futrue brother in law and our new friends Heidi and Brian. We walked and walked and walked....wait..did I mention we WALKED all over the city! There is so much to see there and as much as we walked we didn't even come close to seeing everything. We will def be going back SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of moving to Cali is getting to know all my family. Getting to know my Dad has probably been the most special part for me since growing up there was such a void in my life since he wasn't in it, BUT I've learned a LOT about him and so far so good! My step mom is amazing as well! She is so sweet and the kids just adore her! For the first time they have grandparents that enjoy spending time with them and love spoiling them to death! The kids are in absolute HEAVEN with all the love and attention they are receiving. Annnnnd they get a ton of love and attention from their aunt and uncles! Getting to know my brother and sister has been really really neat! My brother is an extremely talented drummer, guitarist, pianist....um, lets just go with amazing muscian...all self taught too! He's in a band called The Soothing Sound of Flight and we're going to see them perform in a battle of the bands this Friday night...EXCITED!!! My sis is super talented as well...she's got a voice that will knock your socks off! They're both really really neat kids and they are great with my kids! There is soooo much love in this house.&amp;nbsp; Was so scared to move but I'm so happy we took the chance and ended up here!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-2186760051034370338?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/2186760051034370338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=2186760051034370338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2186760051034370338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2186760051034370338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/07/loving-california.html' title='Loving California!!!!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-5691396496059164664</id><published>2011-05-20T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T21:19:14.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking News</title><content type='html'>We are moving to California!!! San Jose, California to be exact. We decided to move on Monday an now have only 15 days to pack up and move across country. HOLY CRAP!!! Why California? Why now? Well, why not? LOL We have a great opportunity to move out there and reconnect with my Dad and that whole side of the family. I saw my dad very little growing up, the last time I remember seeing him I was 9. He flew out for Madison's first birthday but that was almost 6 years ago. I have a brother that I haven't seen since he was 9 months old and a 20 year old sister that I have never met. I also have grandparents that I haven't seen since I was 9. This is a huge opportunity for us and an even bigger adventure! The kids are sooo excited to meet their new family! The kids are going to have so much to do and I am so excited for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with all this excitement of course there is a lot of sadness. Fort Smith is my home...always has been home to me and always will be. My family is here and most of my friends are here. I cry at least 100 times a day but I know it's all going to be ok and everything will work out the way it is supossed to! Probably won't be posting much in the next few weeks but you never know....I may be posting more than ever and documenting our move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-5691396496059164664?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/5691396496059164664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=5691396496059164664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5691396496059164664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5691396496059164664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/05/breaking-news.html' title='Breaking News'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-6268603256677484346</id><published>2011-04-02T05:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T05:10:19.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's How I Roll</title><content type='html'>Yes people it is 5 am on Sat. morning, I havent been to bed....I'm doing laundry....almost dry...but while that is drying I'm dying my hair. Unfortunately that means I"m about to have to fold it and hang it up shortly but then I'll get to hop in the shower and have a new kick ass hair color...woot woot!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-6268603256677484346?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/6268603256677484346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=6268603256677484346&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6268603256677484346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6268603256677484346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/04/thats-how-i-roll.html' title='That&apos;s How I Roll'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-5534909728271821843</id><published>2011-03-20T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T16:34:43.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm On A Boat (ft. T-Pain) - Album Version</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/R7yfISlGLNU?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do NOT listen to if you're offeneded by bad language....oh hell what am I talking about..if you're offened by bad language you wouldn't be reading my blog. Flippy Floppies Biatches!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-5534909728271821843?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/5534909728271821843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=5534909728271821843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5534909728271821843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5534909728271821843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-on-boat-ft-t-pain-album-version.html' title='I&apos;m On A Boat (ft. T-Pain) - Album Version'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/R7yfISlGLNU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-1995088950971119758</id><published>2011-03-20T15:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T15:52:58.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Has Sprung</title><content type='html'>Oh what a glorious day! Absolutely loving this weather! Kids are outside playing in the backyard and I'm enjoying beautiful &lt;strike&gt;warm&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt; HOT sun shining down on me!!! Soooo happy we are going to have nice weather ALL of springbreak so my kids can run and play outside and use up some of their neverending energy!&amp;nbsp; This is both a plus for them and for me because it ensures that they won't drive me to the point of complete craziness! Hope everybody has enjoyed their weekend and has a wonderful next week!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-1995088950971119758?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/1995088950971119758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=1995088950971119758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1995088950971119758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1995088950971119758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Spring Has Sprung'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-8721798961670044039</id><published>2011-03-17T13:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T13:57:22.437-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='March of Dimes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>March of Dimes</title><content type='html'>On April 9th I am going to attempt to walk 5 miles in support of the March of Dimes with my Kickin Wicks Scentsy Team. Hopefully I don't keel over but our team is trying to raise $1000 to donate to this wonderful cause and so if you would like to support us and The March of times please click on the link below and donate! Any amount helps and is greatly appreciated!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marchforbabies.org/s_team_page.asp?seid=1536556"&gt;http://www.marchforbabies.org/s_team_page.asp?seid=1536556&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I was really debating whether or not I could actually walk 5 WHOLE miles but I had some major inspiration from my IRL friend &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BROOKE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;and fellow blogger this morning!!!! Check out her story here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://scarletfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-dont-run.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;http://scarletfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-dont-run.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;!!! Her story made me realize that if she can RUN a 5K just because surely I can WALK 5 miles for such a worthy cause. Thanks Brooke for the inspiration to get me off of my butt and do something worthwhile!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-8721798961670044039?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/8721798961670044039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=8721798961670044039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8721798961670044039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8721798961670044039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/03/march-of-dimes.html' title='March of Dimes'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-4904397222029197393</id><published>2011-03-16T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T15:41:25.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just In Case You Care</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-iZ5JRKeiMnA/TYEgWEcuwoI/AAAAAAAAFhs/d716sobWdwg/s1600/wallstreet20patina20banner20copy_jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-iZ5JRKeiMnA/TYEgWEcuwoI/AAAAAAAAFhs/d716sobWdwg/s320/wallstreet20patina20banner20copy_jpg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://manicmamaontheloose.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://manicmamaontheloose.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-4904397222029197393?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4904397222029197393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=4904397222029197393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4904397222029197393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4904397222029197393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-in-case-you-care.html' title='Just In Case You Care'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-iZ5JRKeiMnA/TYEgWEcuwoI/AAAAAAAAFhs/d716sobWdwg/s72-c/wallstreet20patina20banner20copy_jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-7030570051321936786</id><published>2011-03-16T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T15:37:32.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Started The New Blog</title><content type='html'>And made it public....woohoo...now don't you judge me! It's nice to finally have a diagnosis and not feel like I'm just a crazy person. Still dealing with the migraines but we changed meds today so hopefully that helps! Also doc is pretty sure I've got hypothroidism so getting tested for that...should find out tomorrow. Said it's common for people with mood disorders to have thyroid problems as well and I have almost every sign of hypothryroidism which aslo runs in my family. Hoooorayyyyy for finally having some answers! Hopefully this is the road to me feeling like a normal human being again!!! Fingers crossed!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-7030570051321936786?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/7030570051321936786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=7030570051321936786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7030570051321936786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7030570051321936786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/03/started-new-blog.html' title='Started The New Blog'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-7053400583073777298</id><published>2011-03-15T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T20:36:20.622-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parent teacher conferences'/><title type='text'>Big Day Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>WooHoo tomorrow is the day I've been waiting for what feels like forever! My doctors appointment! FINALLY going to get a full blood workup done and that yearly girly screening...can't say I'm looking forward to that particular part but it is part of life! I AM looking forward to finally getting some answers to why I have been feeling like complete and utter crap the past few months. The migraines, the pure and total exhaustion, the muscle aches....it's GOT to end. This is not the life I want to live....I want to happy and healthy and full of energy again. Today I laid in bed until 4...yes that's 4 PM with a heating pad, got up, took a shower and went to parent teacher conferences and then soccer practice and came back completely exhausted, feeling like I'd run a marathon or something. So hopefully tomorrow I will have some answers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parent teacher conferences went well. Both teachers told us how great and wonderful our kids were. DJ's teacher told us he was having some problems focusing and I informed her that we just recently put him back on his adhd meds so hopefully he will get better. Madison's teacher told us how much more focused she had become and I informed her that we recently started her on adhd meds and she was thrilled and could tell what a difference it had made. Her grades are up...almost all A's and she's almost a full grade ahead in reading!&amp;nbsp;They both took a state test last week, Mads made a 90 on it and DJ made a 55...out of 100, so my concern for DJ's need to be tested for developmental delays increases. I don't want him to be made fun of if he needs special classes but I also don't want him to go without them if he needs them. I'm thinking I'm going to try and get him tested over the summer and go from there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-7053400583073777298?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/7053400583073777298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=7053400583073777298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7053400583073777298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7053400583073777298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/03/big-day-tomorrow.html' title='Big Day Tomorrow'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3990663660916613766</id><published>2011-03-11T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T22:22:15.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>Yep I'm thinking about it.......and since I'm thinking about it it's probably going to happen. The new&amp;nbsp;blog will be totally different from this one as it will target one specific thing and not really involve my kids or family. It is more for me, a journal of sorts, and I hope in some way it will provide knowledge and information and perhaps even some peace for someone that has been scouring the internet for answers like I have been. I say I'm thinking about it, but let's face it, I'm going to do it. It's my new project. And right now I need a project to keep my mind off everything else...I'm excited. I really hope it helps someone....and I hope its therapeutic for me as well :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-3990663660916613766?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3990663660916613766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3990663660916613766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3990663660916613766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3990663660916613766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-5295829482231919146</id><published>2011-03-11T14:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T14:20:56.990-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LMAO Thank you NICK'/><title type='text'>Joke of the Day</title><content type='html'>President Obama was vistiting a primary school and visited the 1st grade classes. The class was in the middle of a lesson on words and their meaning. Obama asked if any of the kids could give the meaning of the word "tragedy?" One little boy stood up and said, "If my best friend was playing in the road and got hit by a car and was killed that would be a tragedy." Obama replied, "No, that would be an accident." So a little girl stood up and said, "if a bus carrying 50 students ran off a cliff and everyone died that would be a tragedy." Obama replied, "no, that would be a great loss." So the room went silent and then Little Johnny stood up and said, "If you and Mrs. Obama were in a plane and it got hit by a "friendly fire" missle and you all died that would be a tragedy." Obama replied, "yes Johnny that would be a tragedy, but can you tell me why?" Johnny said, "because it sure as hell won't be a great loss and you can bet your ass it probably wasn't an accident."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-5295829482231919146?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/5295829482231919146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=5295829482231919146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5295829482231919146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5295829482231919146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/03/joke-of-day.html' title='Joke of the Day'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3852998020169028082</id><published>2011-03-11T14:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T14:04:53.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>Sooo much for the furniture people coming today motivating me...I called and rescheduled for tomorrow! Such a slacker!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not too much of a slacker...going to have 5 kids here tonight, so in my defense I'm resting up for the chaos that is about to erupt inside my house! And then tomorrow I'll only have 1 kid for most of the day so will get lots accomplished tomorrow....hopefully!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a grrrrreeaaattttt weekend!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-3852998020169028082?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3852998020169028082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3852998020169028082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3852998020169028082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3852998020169028082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/03/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-9019738023288773505</id><published>2011-03-10T21:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T21:53:49.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This and That</title><content type='html'>I re-read my entire blog.....kinda depressing. One promise after one promise after another...not a single one kept....well I have lost a lot of weight but I had nothing to do with that really. Still haven't quit smoking....I haven't quit drinking but I have cut down quite a bit...but still.  Epic FAIL. Made me realize something....did a lot of research..more on that later on, but absolutely no more promises on a new improved better me on this blog cause re-reading it just makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news................I REALLY REALLY miss my camera :( My camera bag complete w/ my canon rebel xsi, two lenses, charger, and my flip were all stolen from my truck in December. With soccer season upon us I really NEED my camera!!! I'm looking into finding a used Rebel because I just can't go to a point and shoot after my kick ass rebel. *Stomps Feet* Call me spoiled...so what...why YES I AM DAMNIT! STILL working with insurance peeps but thats taking FOREVER and I'm missing memories here people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In even more important news, Mads has decided to play soccer! Not sure if we'll be able to get her signed up because its so late but fingers crossed! She played two seasons when we coached and she was NOT havin it but now that they've moved up into another league and she realized she would be playing with girls only she is stoked about it so hopefully we can get her in cause nothin would make this mama more proud that watchin her maddie paddie rockin the soccer field...well unless she was rockin the pitchers mound :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-9019738023288773505?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/9019738023288773505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=9019738023288773505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/9019738023288773505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/9019738023288773505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-7817268390855249833</id><published>2011-03-10T14:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T14:02:02.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Take That</title><content type='html'>Laundry AND Dishes....Soooo There! Now if all this dang laundry would magically fold itself and put itself away :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-7817268390855249833?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/7817268390855249833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=7817268390855249833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7817268390855249833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7817268390855249833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/03/take-that.html' title='Take That'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-725515211666082447</id><published>2011-03-10T13:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T13:39:57.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang I'm Lazy</title><content type='html'>I really need to get up off my bootie! For reals ya'll! I don't know what is going on but I have zero energy zero motivation...NADA! Ashley's furniture is coming tomorrow to pick up my couches to see if they can fix them....um fyi, they can't, the color on my $5000 LEATHER couches is coming off, soooooo guess who will end up getting new couches! Yay me! This is the second set of Ashley real LEATHER furniture we've bought that the color has come off in less than a year so never again will I buy Ashley. I even expressed my concern to the saleman last year when we purchased these couches and he promised me he had never heard of anything like that happening and assured me we would have no problem with our new couches. Hmmmmph....oh well, maybe I won't have to buy new couches ever again! They can just keep replacing my couches every year lol! Hmmmm....laundry or dishes...maybe both...don't get your hopes up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-725515211666082447?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/725515211666082447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=725515211666082447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/725515211666082447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/725515211666082447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/03/dang-im-lazy.html' title='Dang I&apos;m Lazy'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-7247804348275853551</id><published>2011-03-09T16:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T16:28:57.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Hello....Again</title><content type='html'>So, I messed up "mah" blog and promised to be back over a year ago......wow time flies when you're having fun I guess! Obviously, I'm not going to try and fit an entire year into a post because lets face it, nobody probably even checks my blog anymore anyways since I've been such a slacker lol. But, I do however plan to start writing regularly again, mostly for therapeutic reasons though. I've been having horrible migraines that have seriously interferred with my life. Hoping to get some real answers at my next doctors appointment but I'm not holding my breath! I'll be back on later and put up some pic of the kids with some updates on all of them...my how they have grown :) Feels good to be bloggity blogging again even if this is short and sweet!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-7247804348275853551?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/7247804348275853551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=7247804348275853551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7247804348275853551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7247804348275853551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2011/03/well-helloagain.html' title='Well Hello....Again'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3241348495994636603</id><published>2010-02-02T16:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T16:30:08.039-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Messed Up Mah Blog</title><content type='html'>Will work on it later LOL :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-3241348495994636603?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3241348495994636603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3241348495994636603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3241348495994636603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3241348495994636603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2010/02/messed-up-mah-blog.html' title='Messed Up Mah Blog'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-6577634493401923537</id><published>2010-02-01T22:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:30:17.374-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ebb and Flow'/><title type='text'>Like Waves In An Ocean</title><content type='html'>My depression, that is. Today was a bad day. I have no idea why. It comes and goes without any rhyme or reason whatsoever. As I was lying in my bed today (all day) I began thinking about how my depression comes and goes like the waves in the ocean. The small waves come in and then fade back into the sea, again and again and again, and its normal...you're happy, you're sad, you're happy, you're sad...it's life right. And then out of fucking nowhere a Tidal Wave comes screaming towards you full force and sucks you away, deep deep into to the nowhere land that is the great blue ocean. You're thrown violently in all different directions until you can no longer take it and just submit to the ruthlessness of the beast. The longer you're under, the easier it is to give up and sink deeper, deeper, deeper, until the moment when nothing matters anymore. Luckily today was just part of the normal ebb and flow but I knew I could get sucked back under at any given moment. I forced myself out of bed for approximately an hour then climbed back in until I had to go get the kids. And then I promptly went and bought myself an exercise bike and I'm going to set it right next to my bed. Whenever the weatherman warns of a tidal wave I'm going to jump on my boogie board and ride that mother fucker out. Starting goal is to ride 50 miles a week. The endorphines are supossed to help with depression so bring it on!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-6577634493401923537?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/6577634493401923537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=6577634493401923537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6577634493401923537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6577634493401923537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2010/02/like-waves-in-ocean.html' title='Like Waves In An Ocean'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-8059073471058921374</id><published>2010-01-25T23:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:55:49.252-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy rambling by me'/><title type='text'>YaY</title><content type='html'>Got a new laptop and I LOVE it. This is good news for you why!?!? Well, duh, it means I'll most likely shirk my other responsibilities and start blogging again. It also means my grades might slip because I can guarantee that I will blog during anthropology!!! Speaking of grades...Math is going SOO good for me. It was my ONE dreaded class and so far I'm sailing through it...so far I've done all my homework all the way through mid-feburary...WooHOO!!! Already started on my one major paper for anthro and philosophy...I am such a go getter!!!! (Pats myself on the back!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, because I haven't been blogging lately I haven't kept ya'll up to date but here is some big news....at the beginning of last semester I went off ALL of my medications (all 13 of them.) I did it following a conversation I had with my 65+ step father in law about the meds we were on...when he found out I was on 13 a DAY he said, "holy crap Jaime, that's more than I take and I'm over 60." That hit me pretty hard and in the following weeks I made the decision to go off the meds. It worked pretty well for awhile...there was definetly an adjustment period but I thought I was off of them for good...but it didn't last. :( The past two weeks I've literally locked myself and Spencer in my bedroom and stayed in bed. What a freaking life. I don't know what happened but I know I can't climb out of this cave alone so I started back on my antidepressants last week. Today was the first day I felt semi normal so I hope I'm making my comeback.  Please God, let it be so!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...what else??? I reconnected with two of my best friends EVER through facebook today and I'm over the moon about it!!! It also made me realize that we need to get out more...as a couple and on our own. I am in desperate need of a girls night AND a date night.  Most of my friends are too busy with kids and work to go out and have a social life but then there are a few that seem to balance it all...family, work, social life...I want to have it all too lol. So, I'm going to try and set up some time to get out and be social both with and without the hubs. I think it will do wonders for my mood!!! So my friends, look for emails or invites soon...I need to have fun! I'm a social person and in the past few years I've become anti social and I hate it...sometimes I don't even recognize myself LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...I NEED to quit smoking...I HATE it...its gross!!! Plan on quitting when I have some work down in my mouth...BLECH!! Fingers crossed!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally....who is READY for tax time??? ME ME ME!!! Between fed and state we're getting over $13000 back thanks to both of us being in school, the kids of course, and jer losing his job earlier this year!!! We look really really poor to the IRS because NONE of our income is taxable...between army disability for jer, the GI Bill, and disability for DJ we do really ok month to month but having xtra in the bank is going to be great! Between the tax refund and both mine and Jer's student loans we are socking away over $20000 JUST to savings!!!!! You know what's funny though...I don't freak out about money until we HAVE money...then I become a savings Nazi. We stop eating out, stop buying crap we don't need and make a game out of how much we can add to our savings each month! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm watching the Bachelor right now....sorta...it's sooooo stupid but I just can't help myself. Thank you God for DVR!!! Be back soon!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-8059073471058921374?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/8059073471058921374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=8059073471058921374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8059073471058921374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8059073471058921374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2010/01/yay.html' title='YaY'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-5223500134211323663</id><published>2010-01-17T22:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:43:46.595-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day at a time'/><title type='text'>This Ones For You Brooke!!!</title><content type='html'>I promised I'd blog so here I am. I have spent the last 3 hrs sitting in this horribly uncomfortable chair studying philsophy and world civ and I can't say I'm thrilled about it. Getting a new chair is definetly in our near future...and a new laptop! Will start shopping for a new one soon, my other one bit the dust I think...won't charge and that makes me very sad! Blogging is much easier and way more comfortable from my big giant comfy bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been on here in ages....need to catch up on some of my favorite blogs. I have missed reading them so much but never seem to have the time. Thankfully this semester I'm not running back and forth to school 24 times a week for classes so I should have more time on my hands! Only have 2 classes at school 4 nights a week and 2 online so I have my days (mostly) back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent the last week in bed for no other reason than I'm lazy...I laid there and had my mind infiltrated morning talk shows and the ever entertaining soaps. I left my house for the first time in a week to go somewhere other than school....maybe I'm becoming a hermit LOL...NOT. While this past week was luxuriously lazy starting tomorrow I am re-entering the real world. WATCH OUT! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to add pics of the kids...you know I have a million of them! Both of them made honor roll this semester and of course I'm one proud mama. Spencer is still Spencer. WILD and CRAZY! He has changed so much and is ALWAYS into EVERYTHING. I have had to make and install my own brand of baby safety devices...they are patent pending under "Redneck Safety for Baby" available in stores all over this fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that's all for tonight...my back is SCREAMING at me and threatens to chain me to the bed for another week if I don't get up right NOW...wouldn't want that now would we??? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing....Thank you BROOKE for reminding me to blog today!!!! Love you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-5223500134211323663?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/5223500134211323663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=5223500134211323663&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5223500134211323663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5223500134211323663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-ones-for-you-brooke.html' title='This Ones For You Brooke!!!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-7774610233912547968</id><published>2009-10-14T10:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T10:26:20.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Break</title><content type='html'>Have been super busy lately...school is more time consuming than I thought it would be but so far so good. Oh what I wouldn't give to go back and go to school sans kids, marriage, and responsibility! Those kids have it made and don't even know it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took DJ to an endocrinologist yesterday and it was a complete waste of time! I have no idea why they sent us to one but oh well! We spent 5 looong hours in the car...on the way back we stopped and picked up a set of dual dvd players because I was NOT having a repeat of the trip up there on the way back! Plus, with the move to Florida coming up they are a definite NEED lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning and going to class today but just wanted to jump on here and say HELLO!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-7774610233912547968?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/7774610233912547968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=7774610233912547968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7774610233912547968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7774610233912547968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/10/long-break.html' title='Long Break'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3134591487488729565</id><published>2009-09-08T13:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T13:15:01.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Bed</title><content type='html'>I've been in bed for the past four days. I'm wondering if I have some weird strain of the swine flu! We had to take DJ to the ER the other day (more about that in a sec) and I think I picked something up there even though I was the crazy lady pulling out my sanitizer every 5 seconds! I would even sanitize my hands before I touched a door know, sanitize the knob, then re-sanitize my hands! I really don't know how this happened! BUT...the only thing really wrong w/ me is my whole ENTIRE body aches and it feels like I have been weighted down with lead. It's horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, got a call from the school on Friday when I was on break from my classes and it was the nurse. "Hi, this is so and so and we have DJ in the office w/ a bump on  his head." Um, ok..you're calling me for a bump on his head...whatever! But so I'd look like the awesome parent I am (lol) I ran up to the school to see it and it was HUGE! I've never seen anything like it..seriously. It stuck out a good 2 1/2-3" from his head.  So we decided to take him home and watch him. And then we noticed that his speech was slow and slurred and he was looking a bit like a lunatic! So off to the ER we went. Let me go on record that I.Hate.The.ER. They didn't seem very concerned and we sat there for THREE hours and still did not get seen. I got pissed off and left and just decided to keep a close eye on DJ. After 3 hours he was acting normal again and NO WAY was I going to continue sitting there for another god knows how long and wait for a doctor to come in and say "oh he's fine...just a bump on the head."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT one of those mom's that freak out over every little thing and I hate the ER, did you get that yet, so unless I think something could be SERIOUSLY wrong with my child I won't step foot into one. DJ seems fine now..we are still watching him some but he's back to his old self thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'm headed back to bed now...I'm worn out from typing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-3134591487488729565?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3134591487488729565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3134591487488729565&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3134591487488729565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3134591487488729565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-bed.html' title='In Bed'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-473161463389686879</id><published>2009-08-24T12:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T12:03:13.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official</title><content type='html'>I'm now officially a college "kid" lol! Well, technically, I will be when I go to my first class in about an hour lol! I'm excited and really looking forward to back to school shopping for myself! New clothes, new makeup, new hair stuff, new purse...new whatever I want lol..I can't wait!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-473161463389686879?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/473161463389686879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=473161463389686879&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/473161463389686879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/473161463389686879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-6520195709301013909</id><published>2009-08-16T13:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T13:44:37.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Absent</title><content type='html'>I took a vacation I guess. I kinda got into a funk and didn't feel like writing about anything. We've been so busy my head is spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've moved next door to our old house which would seem like it would be easier than moving across country or even across town but it is the biggest pain in the ass ever. I can't wait to pick up and move across country to Florida in a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my earlier feelings of being terrified I'm now ecstatic. I need to get away from here. My kids deserve all that I can offer them and I think Florida has a whole lot more to offer for my family than Arkansas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's weird is one of my biggest hangups about moving was...don't laugh......the funreals I was going to miss. I am not a morbid person and no I do not enjoy funreals at all BUT there are just some funreals I never thought I wouuldn't be at....like my 91 year old neighbor. I've known her since I was just a kid. She fell not long ago and broke her hip and she's still not walking well and probably never will again..it hit me then that I'll be gone when she dies and won't be able to say a final goodbye. That makes me sad. Then there are my two great aunts...both well into their 80's...I know I won't be back for those either. There are a few others and it makes me sad but we have a life to live in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the moving Jer has been gone for a week in Little Rock doing some drill time for the reserves. He goes back this tuesday for another week and then he's done 'til Sept. He's also reenlisting while he's there...not really out of want but out of need. We NEED the money...being unemployed has hurt us badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for us college starts the week after and we'll get our student loans which will carry us the next few months and help with our move to Florida. Plus...I have decided to go back to school. So Jer and I both start the Monday after next. I'm taking a bunch of classes he's already taken so we don't have to buy books!!! I'm going to get my teaching degree in history and hopefully will be able to coach highschool softball in a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is teaching for me? I'm not really sure but I love softball and I want to coach but more importantly, I want to be home with my kids during the summers and holidays. The way this will all work out is by the time Spencer is ready to go to school, I'll have my degree and can start working. He won't ever have to go to daycare because Jer and I are going to classes opposite hours. Fingers crossed this all works out the way we want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of everything else, I had to get the kids registered for school last week. BUT I had none of their paperwork. So I had to go on a search for shot records, go to the social security office to have new cards made for all of us ( I think the kids buried our old ones in the back yard grrrr) and basically run around like a chicken with my head cut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house went all to hell last week so I am busy cleaning it today! I start watching a new baby tomorrow for a friend. We need the money and I'm giving her a great deal so it works out for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And soccer starts in 2 weeks. And like an idiot I signed up to coach again. What was I thinking???? I sign up to coach every season so I can get my kids pictures half off at picture time lol. Oh well, this will be the last season I coach for sure but I am totally looking forward to watching the kids play again. Get ready for lots of pics and videos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for now I'm outta here....gotta go clean clean clean!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-6520195709301013909?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/6520195709301013909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=6520195709301013909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6520195709301013909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6520195709301013909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/08/absent.html' title='Absent'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-2834404337228225245</id><published>2009-07-18T21:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T21:27:08.786-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AWWWW FREAK OUT'/><title type='text'>We're Moving</title><content type='html'>To Florida. Excuse why I go throw up now.  NO, not because I don't want to move to FL but I'm terrified of change. The move is about a month away and already the anxiety is KILLING me. Where are we going to live, where will the kids go to school, where will we work, where will we go to school, can we survive financially in florida???? I'm absoultely terrified. Petrified. But that is where Jer wants to go, his family lives mostly in florida, so thats where we are going. It's a good time I think...the kids are just starting school so its not like they have to change schools. The weather down there is absolutely amazing and we plan on getting season tickets to either disney world or busch gardens and the kids will love that. On top of all that there is a lot more culture down in florida...there are museums and outdoor concerts, aquariums, art shows...I'm sure there is more that I don't even know about. Even though I can see all the positives I'm still FREAKING out. I think I may go hide in my closet until moving day gets here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who lives in florida or who has lived in florida tell me why you LOVE it!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-2834404337228225245?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/2834404337228225245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=2834404337228225245&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2834404337228225245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2834404337228225245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-moving.html' title='We&apos;re Moving'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-4566193755037014923</id><published>2009-07-06T20:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:01:06.624-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worried'/><title type='text'>Hi, My Name Is Jaime,</title><content type='html'>And I'm Uninsured. And I'm Pissed! I don't care that he got fired damnit!!! I just want my health insurance back! Kids can be covered by the state and hubs can be covered by the VA but lil' 'ole me is SCREWED. NO INSURANCE AND I TAKE LIKE 10 MEDS.A.DAY! What am I going to do??? Ughhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I went for a second walk today and I feel wonderful. I walked in flip flops too, lol. Don't worry I won't be doing that again. But I HATE wearing real shoes...I'm a member of the year round flip flop club. Yes folks, even when its snowing I've got my flops on! But from now on I will grudgingly don my tennis shoes before I walk...*sigh*...I better lose at least 20 lbs doing this!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-4566193755037014923?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4566193755037014923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=4566193755037014923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4566193755037014923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4566193755037014923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-my-name-is-jaime.html' title='Hi, My Name Is Jaime,'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-2671341967560222851</id><published>2009-07-06T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:51:00.467-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Better Things Ahead'/><title type='text'>Fired</title><content type='html'>This sucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-2671341967560222851?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/2671341967560222851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=2671341967560222851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2671341967560222851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2671341967560222851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/07/fired.html' title='Fired'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-4124342437252665921</id><published>2009-07-06T09:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:26:10.305-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fingers Crossed'/><title type='text'>Life Change!</title><content type='html'>I have decided to lose 20 lbs as quickly as possible! I don't know how many times I've promised myself that I would get up and go walking or get up and go to the gym and I never do it. Last night was different...I made no promises to myself. But this morning I got up, planted my farm on farm town (the most addicting game ever I swear) and then decided to go for a walk. I put Spence in his stroller and put Murphy on his leash and off we went! We were only gone about 20 minutes BUT those 20 minutes kicked my butt...it's mostly up hill I swear! And now, I feel great! I always do after I work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'm going to try to quit smoking AGAIN AND cut waaaay down on the booze AGAIN. Sigh...I just don't know what my life will be like without the nicoine and booze BUT I'll be a hell of a lot richer I'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all that extra money will help in hubs does in fact get fired today. He will find out at 11am...so like an hour and a half. I'm nervous but I know that we'll make it through whatever happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great fourth! I had a REALLY loooonnnng weekend...I'll post about it later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-4124342437252665921?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4124342437252665921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=4124342437252665921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4124342437252665921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4124342437252665921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-change.html' title='Life Change!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-2506870031552955558</id><published>2009-07-01T16:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T17:03:41.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No Time'/><title type='text'>Busy Around Here Lately</title><content type='html'>I haven't been posting much but we've been crazy busy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We put our house on the market. Fingers crossed it sells quickly. And no, not because we are trying to buy another house or anything like that...I need it to sell quickly because do you know how hard it is to keep a house SHOW ready with 3 kids, 2 dogs, 2 cats, AND a husband. DANG HARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We've spent the past two weekends at my mom's which is an hour and a half away. She has a huge pool and my kids have taken to swimming like white on rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. T-ball has ended thank GOD. I love watching him play but it is sooo dang hot! And Spencer is always all over the place so I spend half the game chasing after him. Last game he made it onto the field and was playing with bats WHILE a batter was hitting before I noticed..Bad Mommy Moment. It scared the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We are trying to buy a new Surburban and we can't find one that we LOVE and that eats up a lot of our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My MIL and her husband came to visit us for a few days and we were going going going the ENTIRE time they were here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is just busy busy busy! We are packing up to head to my moms again and to the lake for 4 days. Next weekend Jer has Drill so we will probably head back to my moms AGAIN lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news is Jer may be getting fired. Shitty shitty news. He got called in on Sunday night at 2am to go do some emergency surgery. He has to be there w/in 30 minutes. We were an hour and a half away and didn't have a clue that he was on call. So, its considered a no-show which is grounds for termination. He went to work on Tuesday and was called into the bigWigs office and placed on a 3 day suspension. We are praying that they don't fire him but he says he is 99% sure he is fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why they would suspend him for 3 days if they planned on firing him all along...why not just fire him. Oh well I guess we'll find out next monday....everyone keep your fingers crossed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-2506870031552955558?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/2506870031552955558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=2506870031552955558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2506870031552955558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2506870031552955558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-around-here-lately.html' title='Busy Around Here Lately'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3465484510971705567</id><published>2009-07-01T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:53:44.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SkvayhilIGI/AAAAAAAACP0/DUJs9PHNyuc/s1600-h/Debi+and+Paul+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353613143591690338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SkvayhilIGI/AAAAAAAACP0/DUJs9PHNyuc/s320/Debi+and+Paul+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       Grammy came to visit and wore the Big Kids OUT!!!&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/7289440857023818054-3465484510971705567?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3465484510971705567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3465484510971705567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3465484510971705567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3465484510971705567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/07/grammy-came-to-visit-and-wore-big-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SkvayhilIGI/AAAAAAAACP0/DUJs9PHNyuc/s72-c/Debi+and+Paul+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-2160141215959048113</id><published>2009-06-24T14:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:59:09.696-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beautiful'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SkKFf06iVHI/AAAAAAAACPo/3O2tjDmjVnk/s1600-h/Vacay+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350986089096172658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SkKFf06iVHI/AAAAAAAACPo/3O2tjDmjVnk/s320/Vacay+107.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/7289440857023818054-2160141215959048113?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/2160141215959048113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=2160141215959048113&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2160141215959048113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2160141215959048113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/06/wordless-wednesday_24.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SkKFf06iVHI/AAAAAAAACPo/3O2tjDmjVnk/s72-c/Vacay+107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-1011168547443914560</id><published>2009-06-19T22:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:40:49.395-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remembering'/><title type='text'>Can't Believe June Is Almost OVER</title><content type='html'>In the past few years, June has not been an easy month for me. I get depressed and start crying for no reason around the end of may and have no idea why. Then it dawns on me. June is approaching. At that point I just try to survive the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June used to be such an exciting month for me when I was growing up..HELLO it was my birth month! Then on June 10th 2002 my dad passed away suddenly from a rare form of leukemia. We found out on Saturday that he was sick and he died that Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years later my Grandmom passed away on my birthday. Hubs and I were living in North Carolina and we were coming home for my birthday. When we got  to Memphis, TN my mom called and told me that Grandmom was in the hospital but that "she would be okay." I got off the phone and started bawling because somehow I KNEW she wasn't going to be okay. We of couse sped the entire way to Fort Smith and when we got to the hospital I was able to talk to her and she got to see DJ  and rubbed my belly (I was pregnant with Mads) and told me how much she loved all of us. I held her hand as she slipped away and then stayed in the room while the nurses took out all the IV's and cleaned her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them both terribly but this June has been different. I think because of all that's going on with DJ I've been distracted and busy enough not to dwell on it. That is a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the DJ front, the doctor called us today and he has been referred to an ENT at children's hospital in Little Rock. It will probably be a few weeks before we get an appointment though but we are still very hopeful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-1011168547443914560?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/1011168547443914560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=1011168547443914560&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1011168547443914560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1011168547443914560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/06/cant-believe-june-is-almost-over.html' title='Can&apos;t Believe June Is Almost OVER'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3143820243530771160</id><published>2009-06-18T21:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:07:23.558-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maybe good news'/><title type='text'>Spent My Birthday at the Hospital</title><content type='html'>WooHoo. I turned 28 today. BLAH. That means 10 years ago I had just moved out into my first apartment with my boyfriend and was SO excited that I was FINALLY 18. And of course we partied like cracked out monkeys that night in celebration of the BIG.EVENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My my how times change lol. Last night was spent trying to keep DJ up as late as possible so he would sleep in for as long as possible this morning. My friend kept the other two so DJ wouldn't be woke up early. He couldn't eat after midnight and his MRI wasn't scheduled until 1pm. That's a long time for a little boy who eats and eats and EATS, so we kept him up all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan worked! He woke up around 10:30 and off we went to the hospital. He was wonderful and so were our doctors and nurses! The anetheisologist let us go back into the MRI room with DJ and we stayed with him until he was completely under. Then we went and had a bite to eat since neither one us dared to eat in front of him today and then returned to the waiting room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he was done and he went to recovery. The nurse came and got us before he woke up so he wouldn't be scared. He was HARD to wake up lol but he finally came to. Within an hour of us leaving the hospital one of the neurologists called us and told us he found a small cyst or polyp high up in DJ's sinus cavity AND its in VERY close proximity to his left optic nerve so its POSSIBLE that if it is removed that DJ's vision might improve. CROSS YOUR FINGERS! So the neurologist sent it to an ENT doc and he is supossed to call me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have HOPE again people. If you pray please pray or just keep my sweet little boy in your thoughts!!! And thank God for all the people today that helped DJ and told us the MRI results long before we would have known anything if Jer didn't work at the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah I spent the big 2 8 at the hospital being scared, worried, anxious, terrified...you name it but it was a pretty good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-3143820243530771160?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3143820243530771160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3143820243530771160&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3143820243530771160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3143820243530771160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/06/spent-my-birthday-at-hospital.html' title='Spent My Birthday at the Hospital'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-2890743179106597134</id><published>2009-06-17T14:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:26:49.773-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collage'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SjlDOSud-SI/AAAAAAAACB8/XbVuhRiyv2w/s1600-h/First+Birthday!+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348379945303144738" style="DISPLAY: block; 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I talked to his regular doctor about his recent diagnosis of Optic Nerve Aplasia and asked him if there was any chance the condition could improve or be treated with growth hormones and he answered me with a resounding NO. I knew better than to expect anything different but I guess in the back of my mind I held out hope. He was the man who literally saved DJ's life when he was less than a month old...surely he could "cure" his vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew better though. God damnit I knew better. I knew the answer would be no. I KNOW that the medical community would have to come through with some major medical advances before the possibility of DJ regaining some of his vision were possible. But I HOPED. And then I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That a little baby I cried in front of my kids, in front of the doctor...like a baby. I felt like I had been sucker punched in the stomach all over again. The complete and utter devastation was there all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor hugged me. Assured me that it wasn't my fault or DJ's fault. That nothing could have prevented it. I guess he saw through me and saw the guilt I carry around because I wonder if it is my fault. I mean I had no IDEA I was pregnant with DJ until I was almost into my second trimester. I continued on living like a lot of 21 year olds...party party party. What IF it's because I was so fucking stupid that he is legally blind. The what if's could swallow me up and spit me out I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is a hard day. Not as hard as the day we initially found out but still hard because somewhere deep in me I held out hope that the doc that provided a miracle for us once before would deliver one yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get busy cleaning my house and keeping my mind off this for now. Tomorrow we go for an MRI and then after that we see an endocrinologist. Fun Stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-3352760263889001786?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3352760263889001786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3352760263889001786&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3352760263889001786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3352760263889001786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/06/pre-op-appointment.html' title='Pre-Op Appointment'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-4801176771443267363</id><published>2009-06-10T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:26:46.641-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No Words Needed'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Si_6qdm9YnI/AAAAAAAACBU/KnOkq6eiR2A/s1600-h/First+Birthday!+170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345766890121552498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Si_6qdm9YnI/AAAAAAAACBU/KnOkq6eiR2A/s320/First+Birthday!+170.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/7289440857023818054-4801176771443267363?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4801176771443267363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=4801176771443267363&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4801176771443267363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4801176771443267363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/06/wordless-wednesday_10.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Si_6qdm9YnI/AAAAAAAACBU/KnOkq6eiR2A/s72-c/First+Birthday!+170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-2562057328011824935</id><published>2009-06-08T14:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T14:55:08.502-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><title type='text'>Birthday Boy</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Spencer! My "baby" is a year old today. I'm more than a little sad since he'll probably be my last baby! :( Or maybe I'll just go find some random guy and get myself knocked up and pawn it off as Hub's kid! I'm kidding I'm kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back with a more thourough post later....today is taking a toll on me. Spent all morning on the phone with VA reps regarding hub's GI Bill...some of those people have their heads so far up their....well you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last phone call ended with me hanging up and then SCREAMING at the top of my lungs.." I HATE THE VA!!! ARGHHHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I threw a tantrum. I'm over it. My kids thought it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do it again Mommy!," they exclaimed over and over while giggling. I told 'em nope that was something mommy just had to let out before I popped like a balloon. They thought was even funnier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird kids I tell ya. So now we're getting ready to head out to buy a pool. They can't wait to go get it so I figure I'll drag them to Target and WalMart and threaten them with the pool if they don't behave...then we'll head to Toys R' Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I hate that store. Ours is dirty and dingy and the return policy SUCKS. But, we got a giftcard for Spencer's birthday and the pool I want is 50% off this week plus the giftcard and it'll cost me a whopping 5 bucks! Can't beat that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that I don't end up on the news when I go to the VA tomorrow. I don't want to be THAT woman but those VA people really know how to push my buttons!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-2562057328011824935?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/2562057328011824935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=2562057328011824935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2562057328011824935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2562057328011824935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-8588760760504350445</id><published>2009-06-05T19:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T19:28:07.066-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><title type='text'>My First Award!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Sim3JDmfYoI/AAAAAAAACBM/kug1AzdlTKU/s1600-h/one-lovely-blog-award-150x150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344003799065256578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Sim3JDmfYoI/AAAAAAAACBM/kug1AzdlTKU/s320/one-lovely-blog-award-150x150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got this awesome award from an Awesome Blogger! Go check her out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://backwardslifeliving.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://backwardslifeliving.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&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;Here are the rules:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Accept the award, post it on your blog together with the name of the person who has granted the award, and his or her blog link.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Pass the award to 15 other blogs that you’ve newly discovered. Remember to contact the bloggers to let them know they have been chosen for this award.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's my picks..they're not newly discovered but they are some of my faves:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.&lt;a href="http://www.multislackingmama.com/"&gt;http://www.multislackingmama.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.&lt;a href="http://migrainemom.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://migrainemom.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.&lt;a href="http://greedygrace-greedygrace.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://greedygrace-greedygrace.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://debbie61497.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://debbie61497.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.&lt;a href="http://heartontheline.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://heartontheline.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are my top five...15 is A LOT of blogs lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-8588760760504350445?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/8588760760504350445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=8588760760504350445&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8588760760504350445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8588760760504350445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-first-award.html' title='My First Award!!!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Sim3JDmfYoI/AAAAAAAACBM/kug1AzdlTKU/s72-c/one-lovely-blog-award-150x150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-2037683022301312202</id><published>2009-06-03T13:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:04:55.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Sia7Qb1QFfI/AAAAAAAACBE/9ELcM-wMdLM/s1600-h/watermelon+madison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343163898945082866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Sia7Qb1QFfI/AAAAAAAACBE/9ELcM-wMdLM/s320/watermelon+madison.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30271067&amp;amp;id=1333707937"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-2037683022301312202?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/2037683022301312202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=2037683022301312202&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2037683022301312202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2037683022301312202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/06/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Sia7Qb1QFfI/AAAAAAAACBE/9ELcM-wMdLM/s72-c/watermelon+madison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-1538137401882993696</id><published>2009-05-28T21:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:42:52.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Student</title><content type='html'>DJ was awarded Star Student at the pre-K graduation ceremony today. He was the FIRST one called up on stage and he was ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In previous assemblies if he didn't get to go on stage for student of the month or most improved he was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But his star student award is his pride and joy. He's over the moon about it and I'm over the moon about him right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddie received an award ribbon that says "I Did It" because even though she's not in the older class she is still going to kindergarten next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took pics but they didn't turn out very good...I think my camera was on the wrong setting. I may post one or two...I know I still haven't posted pictures from wet and wild..maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ being dianosed legally blind has really put many things into perspective for me. When we first heard the news we were beyond devastated and in a way we still are but now I'm finding a lot of the little joys in life that we all probably overlook too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I saw a Dad pushing a girl on a swing on my way to get the kids from school and it just put an extra ounce or so of joy in my day. Something the day before I probably wouldn't have even given a second thought to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are strong. He is strong. And no matter what we're going to make it and have a great time doing it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-1538137401882993696?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/1538137401882993696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=1538137401882993696&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1538137401882993696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1538137401882993696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/star-student.html' 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href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/248088850964300184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=248088850964300184&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/248088850964300184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/248088850964300184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-try-at-video.html' title='First Try At a Video'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-7317200608573610692</id><published>2009-05-27T14:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T14:14:10.054-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My kid can kick your kids ass lol'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Sh2P7CS9dlI/AAAAAAAACA8/S3m6QUCR14s/s1600-h/April+09+333.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Sh2P6gyTxOI/AAAAAAAACA0/v8sBxNBbshU/s1600-h/April+09+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340582968527406306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Sh2P6gyTxOI/AAAAAAAACA0/v8sBxNBbshU/s320/April+09+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  Eye on the ball.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Sh2P6Sc_suI/AAAAAAAACAs/Nmgza__1wQ8/s1600-h/April+09+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340582964679914210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Sh2P6Sc_suI/AAAAAAAACAs/Nmgza__1wQ8/s320/April+09+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 ARE YOU READY??? He's impatient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Sh2P6E1EYPI/AAAAAAAACAk/dg93I4qlJ9E/s1600-h/April+09+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340582961022787826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Sh2P6E1EYPI/AAAAAAAACAk/dg93I4qlJ9E/s320/April+09+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  This is DJ "blind" playing soccer! My kid is AMAZING! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7289440857023818054-7317200608573610692?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/7317200608573610692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=7317200608573610692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7317200608573610692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7317200608573610692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/Sh2P6gyTxOI/AAAAAAAACA0/v8sBxNBbshU/s72-c/April+09+116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-7670139283324983648</id><published>2009-05-27T09:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:47:39.606-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep on Keepin On'/><title type='text'>Sucker Punched</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been sucker punched? I felt like I had been yesterday when we found out our "news." We were sitting in that doctors office waiting for him to give us good news. To tell us that SOMETHING could be done to help our child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor could barely look us in the eyes...he didn't want to tell us that our son would never be NORMAL. Jerry and I have dreamed of giving DJ a mustang when he turned 16 so I asked the doc if he would be able to drive. The answer was a very definitive NO, NEVER.  That was the sucker punch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER drive????  So scratch the mustang..no big deal in the big picture but what about driving himself to work, driving his pregnant wife to the hospital, driving his family around..I know they are all menial things but they are things that we all take for granted every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in that doctor's office I broke down. It literally felt like all the air was sucked out of my body..I couldn't breathe. It's just one of the joys of panic attacks but this one was rough. I finally pulled myself together enough to go check out and we leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was an emotional wreck..I just couldn't pull myself together. By the end of the day I was sick from all the crying and the roller coaster of emotions but today I'm a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ has a beautiful spirit and a real zest for life. He takes such joy in the little things. He is truly amazing at soccer...hey, I need a sticker that says my blind kid can kick your kids ass in soccer lol. He's good at tball, great in school, and overall a pretty good kid. He has his moments but who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he will do great things and he won't let a little thing like not being able to see stand in his way! He will brighten peoples day, he'll still be my sweet little boy, and he may even inspire people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry and I have decided that he is to be treated no differently than he was before. We are not going to treat him as if he is disabled. Just like with the adhd...he doesn't know why he takes medicine every day, he just takes it and goes on his merry little way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know things are going to be crazy around here for awhile as we all adjust so any thoughts or prayers would be greatly appreiciated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-7670139283324983648?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/7670139283324983648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=7670139283324983648&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7670139283324983648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7670139283324983648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/sucker-punched.html' title='Sucker Punched'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-5471403565907301147</id><published>2009-05-26T21:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:36:04.766-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Sure Its Real'/><title type='text'>Short Post</title><content type='html'>It happened. DJ was declared legally blind today. I'm too emotionally drained to go into it right now. I've been crying since around noon and I'm just spent. I'm going to go take my crazy pills, a few xanax, some tylenol pm, my wine and try to call it a night. I just need to forget tonight and get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll come back and post details later along with those pics I promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I 'm going to try and post a video I took of my "blind" kid kicking ass at soccer tonight....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-5471403565907301147?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/5471403565907301147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=5471403565907301147&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5471403565907301147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5471403565907301147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/short-post.html' title='Short Post'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-382492779377464297</id><published>2009-05-22T12:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:30:33.115-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hmmmmm'/><title type='text'>No Pics Yet...</title><content type='html'>So I went to the wet-n-wild thing. Stood around taking a bunch of pictures for about an hour. Madison let me know I could go now when she stood there with her hands on her hips and said "mom you can go now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, thanks Mads for your permission to leave! Jeez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went and told DJ I was leaving and kissed him and he wiped my kiss off little stinker!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-382492779377464297?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/382492779377464297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=382492779377464297&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/382492779377464297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/382492779377464297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-pics-yet.html' title='No Pics Yet...'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-7089133204547825353</id><published>2009-05-22T10:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:26:19.388-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Procrastinating'/><title type='text'>Wet-n-Wild</title><content type='html'>NO this is not a pornographic post although it sounds like one lol. Today is Wet-n-Wild today at school. Parents are encouraged to attend..oh yay! I don't want to go. I know its horrible but this is my next to last Friday alone with Spencer before Summer Break...I want to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am going...see what a wonderful freaking mother I am. You wanna know why I am going? Of course you don't but I'm going to tell you anyway. I'm going so I can work on my tan. I'm going with Baby Oil on...I'm tired of being as white as a ghost. Don't worry I won't burn. Kinda funny I will be slathering all 3 of my kids with sunscreen while I'm covered in oil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dreading this so much. Just imagine an entire school of wild wet kids running all over. I'm sure I'll get some great pics though which you know I'll make you look at later cause I have to show off how awesomely (is that even a word...I think not) cute my kids are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is t-ball for DJ. Mads has told me that maybe she will play next summer. I am trying to bribe her with gymnastics classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: If you play t-ball I'll sign you up for gymnastics. Won't that be fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mads: Um, let's just do gymnastics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No you have to prove to me that you will finish what you start so I don't waste more money on your activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mads: Ughhhh ok mom I'll play next summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No Mads you have to play tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mads: Fine mom...said in a 13 years old attitudey ( not a word either I know ) voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll that girl is going to give me a run for my money I tell ya. She's like a 16 year old in a 4 years old body. Scary people...The entire country should be afraid of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm rambling but yesterday at our soccer game I was talking to another mom about DJ being considered legally blind and she said he was AMAZING and an INSPIRATION. She was like "no way he can see..look how good he is..his footwork is amazing!" I'm going to get a cord for my video camera and try and put a video on here of his footwork because it is absolutely amazing. He totally ruled that field yesterday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-7089133204547825353?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/7089133204547825353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=7089133204547825353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7089133204547825353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7089133204547825353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/wet-n-wild.html' title='Wet-n-Wild'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-8111116839267869542</id><published>2009-05-22T10:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:06:52.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You Know?</title><content type='html'>Cat owners are up to 40% less likely to die of cardiovascular disease than not cat owners! Pretty interesting..wonder if since I have 2 cats I'm 80% less likely...haha. Just thought it was interest little fact that I'd share from All You magazine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also from that magaizine is my horoscope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what it says: "Let it go. Put it down. Fold it up. Tidy it away. Leave it alone. Forget about it. Do something else instead. Focus your attention elsewhere. Anywhere. It hardly matters. But allow some kind of distraction to enter your life. This is the only way you are going to gain perspective. Next month, that's what you need more than anything else. You are too close to a sensitive situation. Because you don't have objectivity, you are dwelling on details that are confusing. Mars in your sign brings a break from all that in July. Beome clear--and then you'll have a real victory!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope this is true for June. I have been dwelling on DJ's upcoming eye appointment and its making me crazy. So if its true it looks like there may be brighter days ahead! Fingers Crossed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-8111116839267869542?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/8111116839267869542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=8111116839267869542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8111116839267869542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8111116839267869542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/did-you-know.html' title='Did You Know?'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-4295553123020565521</id><published>2009-05-20T15:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T15:41:19.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesdays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/ShRq5Lp8lmI/AAAAAAAAB_s/mO81Nyh5K1c/s1600-h/Nature+Park+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338008988954695266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/ShRq5Lp8lmI/AAAAAAAAB_s/mO81Nyh5K1c/s320/Nature+Park+021.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/7289440857023818054-4295553123020565521?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4295553123020565521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=4295553123020565521&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4295553123020565521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4295553123020565521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/wordless-wednesdays.html' title='Wordless Wednesdays!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/ShRq5Lp8lmI/AAAAAAAAB_s/mO81Nyh5K1c/s72-c/Nature+Park+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-1890314203342974112</id><published>2009-05-20T15:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T15:30:37.464-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Early Alzheimers I Think'/><title type='text'>It's Official...</title><content type='html'>I'm losing my mind. I went to the post office today to mail some stuff off and I'm walking out to my truck and I hear someones car running. I look around and there is nobody sitting in an idling car. Weird right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah....I left my truck running when I ran into the post office! I'm such a dork. Glad nobody decided to take it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-1890314203342974112?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/1890314203342974112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=1890314203342974112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1890314203342974112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1890314203342974112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official...'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-4779790716782771107</id><published>2009-05-20T11:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:30:38.678-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thank You'/><title type='text'>Batting 1000</title><content type='html'>So last night we had our second t-ball game. We had sooooo much fun cheerin for our lil guy. Mads didn't play but we are trying not to push her...the kids on that team are 2 years older than her and I think she feels a little intimidated by them. She's told me twice now that she's "nervous" so we're just going with whatever she wants to do. Hopefully she'll come around but who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the game...it was a close one! We only beat them by one point! I was the crazy mama jumpin up and down for the team but then again I wasn't the only one! DJ only got to bat once but he made it all the way home and that was exciting! Right now he's playing right field so he doesn't get much action on the field but that kid is READY. EVERY.SINGLE. TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching him interact with the rest of his team was a little disheartening. He is terribly shy until he gets to know people and then he's a total clown. He was just sitting there hanging out, not cheering like the other boys and it was a little sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game was over we had this parent come up to us and he introduced himself and was like "can I talk to you guys? I don't want to be offensive but...."(Now I think he is going to be like "ma'am I understand that you like to take a LOT of pictures but can you kindly remove yourself from the field lol) Instead he said "can I pray with you for your son. (Insert initial anger and then tears) We said sure and he prayed for DJ and said that the Lord was going to give us a miracle and cure DJ's sight. (Just a note..I am crying as I write this and I don't cry but it really impacted me) So we're sitting there in the middle of a tball field and I am trying to hold it together. Some stranger is out there PRAYING for MY BABY so that he can SEE and be NORMAL. I haven't prayed in a VERY VERY long time...probably not since my dad died because I was so angry with god for taking him away so early. BUT I PRAYED MY HEART OUT LAST NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want so much for him to be able to see and play like other normal children. I want him to have a NORMAL life not be hindered by his eyes the rest of his life. I would do anything to make sure everything would turn out ok for him. I told the parents on his tball team that he had been diagnosed as legally blind so they wouldn't think he wasn't paying attention or just stupid and they were all so understanding. This guys wife must have told him and he told us he felt "called" to pray with us and that God had told him that DJ was going to be ok. GOD I HOPE HE IS RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have an appointment next Tues. in Tulsa and we are hoping for the best. I don't know that I've ever asked for prayers on here or anywhere else really but please if you pray, pray for my little boy. Pray that he can see and enjoy all the wonders this wonderful life has to offer him. Pray for me to be strong and not be bawling while typing a blog post lol. We need all the prayers we can get for his sight and our strength!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-4779790716782771107?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4779790716782771107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=4779790716782771107&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4779790716782771107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4779790716782771107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/batting-1000.html' title='Batting 1000'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-9034607749917075596</id><published>2009-05-13T10:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:55:11.308-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I suck'/><title type='text'>Being Green</title><content type='html'>I tried really. I tried really hard but I'm just not as green as I want to be...I HAVE to have my paper plates. I hate doing dishes and since giving up my paper plates I am doing dishes sometimes twice a day. So, I am buying paper plates again. And my sparkling water that comes in bottles...sorry earth!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-9034607749917075596?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/9034607749917075596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=9034607749917075596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/9034607749917075596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/9034607749917075596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/being-green.html' title='Being Green'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-6817362029740290778</id><published>2009-05-08T22:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:18:57.150-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Who Knew?'/><title type='text'>T-Ball</title><content type='html'>Had our first game tonight and we won 14-9. Madison wouldn't play and I'm thinking of just taking her off the team because I am not going to fight her to play every single game. DJ had fun! He hit the ball and he even fielded one...he was estatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coach on the other team though..OMG. He was screaming and yelling at his players. Our parents were cracking up at the chaos that we are calling tball. It was hilarious. All the kids ran toward the ball no matter where it was and then instead of throwing it to first they would run the ball over to first. Funny  stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at one  point, one of the other teams players didn't step on a base. The ump saw it and called the kid out. So our next turn at bat we had the bases loaded and a kid hits a home run. That other coach came out screaming that the kid didn't touch third. SCREAMING. Me, being the big mouth I am, hollered out My God People, It's Just T-Ball!!!! It was nuts. Ump ruled that the kid did in fact touch the base and I swear the other coach turned purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get a shirt that says "Relax, it's just a game! I never imagined people would freak out over tball. I thought it was for fun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-6817362029740290778?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/6817362029740290778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=6817362029740290778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6817362029740290778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6817362029740290778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/t-ball.html' title='T-Ball'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-8115438483204845719</id><published>2009-05-08T00:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T01:07:30.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a Good Post.........</title><content type='html'>Went to the eye doc for DJ today. That appointment sucked. Worst. Appointment. EVER. First, it was just me, DJ and Spence. Spence was a pain in the ass. But was even worse was when the nurse was trying to put eye drops in DJ's eyes. Wasn't happening. So I said "Want me to try? I used to do this for a living." So nursey hands over the drops and I try to put them in. It's a total no go. (Man where the fuck is Jerry...ooh yeah he's taking his last final...dumbass..(not really mad at him but man could I have used him!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do I do....I sit on the floor and try to hold him down........NOT. HAPPENING. It took me and the nurse holding him down to get the damn drops in. I almost left but we preservered. Finally after a few gallons of sweat (why don't they air condition the crap out of doctors offices...nothing worse than being stuck in a room that is hot with two cranky kids) we got the drops in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc comes in.  Does his thing........And then I see his brow start to furrow...but he doesn't say anything. Finally he says "has he seen a pediatric opthamologist yet?" me: " uh year up until he was 3 and especially when he had his first eye surgery" Then NOTHING. Brow furrows further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOC: "He's not seeing too good out of his right (good) eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: How bad is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: "Well he is legally blind in both eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: WTF...tears........OMG.........tears.........R U SURE.........tears. OMG OMG OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet baby boy is BLIND in BOTH eyes. We've always know about the left eye being bad (he has a lens thicker than a coke bottle on that side) but the right side has always been his GOOD side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried about how this will affect him later on. It is just so sad. We have another appt for another opinion in July. Hopefully it will go better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-8115438483204845719?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/8115438483204845719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=8115438483204845719&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8115438483204845719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8115438483204845719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-good-post.html' title='Not a Good Post.........'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-6012430137697833062</id><published>2009-05-06T17:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T17:52:25.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GREAT DEAL</title><content type='html'>I forgot to tell ya'll..yesterday when I went to Target and got FOUR digital picture frames for $89...they were normally $89 each so I basically bought one and got THREE FREE!!! Yea! Now I'm putting them in the mail for mothers day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-6012430137697833062?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/6012430137697833062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=6012430137697833062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6012430137697833062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6012430137697833062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-deal.html' title='GREAT DEAL'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-4804436279728814474</id><published>2009-05-06T13:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:58:53.002-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YAY for FREE Stuff'/><title type='text'>FREE STUFF</title><content type='html'>FREE 8x10 at WalGreens...TODAY ONLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free food from KFC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/article/oprahshow/20090430-tows-kfc-coupon-download"&gt;http://www.oprah.com/article/oprahshow/20090430-tows-kfc-coupon-download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free dessert at Fridays on mother's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tgifridays.com/promos/momday09.aspx?source=email"&gt;http://www.tgifridays.com/promos/momday09.aspx?source=email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-4804436279728814474?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4804436279728814474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=4804436279728814474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4804436279728814474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4804436279728814474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/free-stuff.html' title='FREE STUFF'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-7112219982144078859</id><published>2009-05-06T00:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:34:07.205-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='That&apos;s legal right?'/><title type='text'>When I Grow Up</title><content type='html'>This is all I've heard from my kids lately...Mads has decided she is going to have 6 babies, be an acrobat (see previous post) have a little dog, and yesterday asked who would be the daddy to her babies. Whoa girl...gettin ahead of yourself don't ya think? She tells me all the time what she's going to do when she gets  her own house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: "I'm going to have six babies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh yeah whose going to clean up all the messes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: "Me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Well you don't clean up after yourself now how are you going to clean a whole house?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: " Well, you can come to my house next door and help me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "uh, ya think?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my girl has it all figured out at the ripe old age of four. All she has to do is pick out her babies daddy! She scares the ever lovin shit out of me. We've already decided we will ground her from age 13 to age 30!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-7112219982144078859?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/7112219982144078859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=7112219982144078859&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7112219982144078859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7112219982144078859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I Grow Up'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-4118723458135275053</id><published>2009-05-06T00:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:27:33.986-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elephants and uh nothing else...oh my'/><title type='text'>Holy Mother of GOD!</title><content type='html'>I swear it hasn't quit raining here in a month..ok I'm exagerrating but seriously I don't remember the last time I saw the sun. AND we're expected to have another 10 DAYS of rain. What the fuck, over? Seriously rain I LOVE you but I love you more when you bring your ole frind the THUNDER STORM. This bleak pathetic little snivels of rain just ain't cuttin it anymore. If you're going to continue crying on my life at least let me witness the dramatics that go with it. I'm sick of your pity party unless its full of drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our soccer game of course was rained out today and our tball game was as well. That's good because I didn't have to sit in the rain but baaaaddd because my kids LOVE their sports. So to cheer them up we took them out to eat at a mexican place to celebrate Cinco de Mayo with a promise to take them to a big surprise if they ate their dinners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big surprise was the circus. Woo fun. I've never been to a circus but if I ever go to another one I'm going to make sure its a GOOD one. No, ONE elephant just isn't going to cut it for me. I expect at least one tiger and one bear in the act. And a bona fide trapeze act.. not two guys not really knowing what the hell they are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most important thing is the kids had a blast. Maddie was more into it than dj though. She was dancing and clapping and was so scared when those guys were on the trapeze. But what is up with all the crap they try to sell you at the circus??? And people actually BUY it. The kids wanted these glo stick swords and we considered getting them one but they were $12 EACH. For real??? You want to spend $12 on something that won't glow tomorrow......ummm I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids rode the elephant (which was another 10 bucks btw) and DJ was like whatever but Mads was TERRIFIED. It was hilarious.  I don't think my girl likes heights and I so don't blame her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ on the other hand wanted to go on this wheel thing contraption..you know where the guy walks around and around in and on a wheel and it go waaaay up in the air. He cried because he didn't get to try it. I told him it was only for big kids and he immediately replied "well when I get bigger I'm going to be in the circus and ride the wheel." Um, OVER. MY. DEAD. BODY. kid. We all know that circus performers are all estranged from their family and kinda freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't most kids want to grow up and be doctors or astronauts???? Then Mads decided she was going to grow up and be an acrobat in the circus..........UGHHHH maybe I should start my own circus. Oooh I could call it "The Family Circus".........orginal ehhhh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-4118723458135275053?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4118723458135275053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=4118723458135275053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4118723458135275053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4118723458135275053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/holy-mother-of-god.html' title='Holy Mother of GOD!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-2458014571641324380</id><published>2009-05-04T00:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:28:15.882-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitty Love'/><title type='text'>Breakfast in Bed......</title><content type='html'>Ehhh not really! So Jer and I were being lazy in bed this morning and Madison started talking about a mouse. Just jibber jabbering on about a mouse..we ignored her because my girl has a wild imagination. A few minutes later she came into the room and very nonchalantly put a baby mouse on my bed....ALIVE.  WTF!?!?!? I screamed like a little girl and made her pick it up and give it to daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we have lived in this house we have had live birds brought in to us, 3 moles,  a rabbit's head (we found the body later..eww), crawdad's and today a freaking mouse!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO I do not live in the country!!!!!! I live in the city but appearantly my cats (now only cat) really love us because they keep bringing me these "gifts". Um, ewwwwwww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-2458014571641324380?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/2458014571641324380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=2458014571641324380&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2458014571641324380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2458014571641324380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/breakfast-in-bed.html' title='Breakfast in Bed......'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-2020662765262025576</id><published>2009-05-01T18:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T18:50:54.097-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Run Run Run'/><title type='text'>Blech......</title><content type='html'>I'm not feeling so hot today. I have zero energy and a terrible cough. Maybe its the swine flu...KIDDING! I'm so sick of hearing about it though! Kids are outside playing in the street...luckily we live on a not so busy street!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to do anything right with Spence man today but of course that's the case since I feel like going to sleep and never waking up! Why do I only feel like crap on days that Jerry has to work? Monday he came home because I really thought I was going to die before I figured out that it was just a gallbladder attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm playing in a softball tourney so I CAN'T be sick!!! I haven't played in a game in almost 10 years (oh my shit I'm getting OLD) but I know its going to be a blast! Probably be a little sore but that's ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting my own little project called move it it may where I exercise for at least 30 mins every day...NO EXCUSES (except for today). Guess I'll start tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great weekend...I know we're going to be crazy busy as usual!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-2020662765262025576?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/2020662765262025576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=2020662765262025576&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2020662765262025576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2020662765262025576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/05/blech.html' title='Blech......'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-4872259857948875638</id><published>2009-04-29T21:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:30:01.167-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad ASS'/><title type='text'>If You Can't Stand the Heat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SfkMcNl1eOI/AAAAAAAAB_k/0FDXidh8X4Q/s1600-h/April+09+277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330305312793917666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SfkMcNl1eOI/AAAAAAAAB_k/0FDXidh8X4Q/s320/April+09+277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SfkMb6swpeI/AAAAAAAAB_c/bVsXwZDMa0Q/s1600-h/April+09+108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330305307722687970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SfkMb6swpeI/AAAAAAAAB_c/bVsXwZDMa0Q/s320/April+09+108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SfkMbQxtVdI/AAAAAAAAB_U/6FRAoTwpWDM/s1600-h/April+09+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330305296469153234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SfkMbQxtVdI/AAAAAAAAB_U/6FRAoTwpWDM/s320/April+09+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get Off the Field! So the kidlets had a soccer game last night and DJ was on FIRE! He scored 12 goals! Maddie scored 2 which is excellent since she usually just scores one a game and then gets bored!&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;So after the game our other coach comes up to me and Jer and was like "OMG I was so sick of those other parents! That one woman just wouldn't shut up!" &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;Me: "Really? I had no idea I guess I was too busy cheering for the kids haha"&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;Him: "Yeah they had a problem with DJ being TOO good and scoring too much"&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;Me: "haha well I guess its a good thing I didn't hear them..."&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;So appearantly some parents are just sore losers! I mean I'm sorry my kids a better soccer player than yours BUT isn't the point of the entire sport to SCORE goals!?!?! Appearantly they thought we should pull him out to let their team score more...UMMM NO. That kid practically sleeps with a soccer ball, no way am I going to penalize him for being GOOD!&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;So, its a really good thing I didn't hear these parents talking 'bout my kid...that would have been NO GOOD!&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;But appearantly DJ is making a name for himself. The other day Jer was talking to one of the doctors he works with who also happens to have a little girl in the same league and the dr asked jer what team we were. Jer tells him we're the turquoise team and the dr says..."THE ONE WITH THAT REALLY GOOD SPIKEY HAIRED KID!" Jer was like yeah and the dr said oh, we aren't looking forward to playing him, which kid is yours and Jer was like the spikey haired one! The doctor was amazed and told jer that he's made himself a lil reputation as being BAD ASS!&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;Yep people, that's my kid..he's awesome! They both are and I just love bragging on them! &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;Since this is my brag-a-lot post I guess I should mention that DJ was citizen of the month last month too! Mads was citizen of the month earlier in the year. Do I have bad ass kids or what!!!!&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/7289440857023818054-4872259857948875638?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4872259857948875638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=4872259857948875638&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4872259857948875638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4872259857948875638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-you-cant-stand-heat.html' title='If You Can&apos;t Stand the Heat...'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SfkMcNl1eOI/AAAAAAAAB_k/0FDXidh8X4Q/s72-c/April+09+277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-7256733489410032224</id><published>2009-04-28T09:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:57:09.816-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Please No More'/><title type='text'>ATTACK</title><content type='html'>...of the KILLER GALLBLADDER! Ya'll I thought I was dying yesterday..seriously. I thought I might possibly be having a heart attack! It all started with this horrible pain in my stomach and then it moved to my entire stomach and then my back. I swear my back was on fire. I couldn't get comfortable, couldn't stand up straight, and could hardly breathe. Finally, after searching webmd for symptoms of a heart attack, food poisioning, I came upon the word gallbladder and I immediately called my mommy and asked her what her symptoms were like when she had to have hers out 20 some odd years ago. They were identical to my symptoms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attack lasted four and half hours and I must say I'd rather give birth every day for a year than to ever go through that horrible pain again! A gallbladder attack is like a contraction that never stops...it awful! So I guess I'm going to change my diet up some, stop drinking soda, and stop drinking my wine...BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm still not feeling 100%....I think the pain just exhausted my body..I'm hoping I snap out of it quick cause my house needs me!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-7256733489410032224?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/7256733489410032224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=7256733489410032224&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7256733489410032224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7256733489410032224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/04/attack.html' title='ATTACK'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3818459850456631857</id><published>2009-04-14T11:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T12:04:01.417-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saint Patty&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>A Little Late.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SeTB9o8EMqI/AAAAAAAAB_M/c95pTItIwOk/s1600-h/St.+Patty%27s+Day+and+Misc+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324593924164301474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SeTB9o8EMqI/AAAAAAAAB_M/c95pTItIwOk/s320/St.+Patty%27s+Day+and+Misc+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SeTB9qCDHSI/AAAAAAAAB_E/k58DhaHy6n8/s1600-h/St.+Patty%27s+Day+and+Misc+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324593924457831714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SeTB9qCDHSI/AAAAAAAAB_E/k58DhaHy6n8/s320/St.+Patty%27s+Day+and+Misc+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SeTB9T_-TRI/AAAAAAAAB-8/LXuem8HtU_8/s1600-h/St.+Patty%27s+Day+and+Misc+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324593918543547666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SeTB9T_-TRI/AAAAAAAAB-8/LXuem8HtU_8/s320/St.+Patty%27s+Day+and+Misc+096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SeTB9CqCshI/AAAAAAAAB-0/AtWqkztPlhs/s1600-h/St.+Patty%27s+Day+and+Misc+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324593913888158226" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SeTB9CqCshI/AAAAAAAAB-0/AtWqkztPlhs/s320/St.+Patty%27s+Day+and+Misc+107.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SeTB8wQDvHI/AAAAAAAAB-s/vyYtgZl2LNk/s1600-h/St.+Patty%27s+Day+and+Misc+117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324593908947336306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SeTB8wQDvHI/AAAAAAAAB-s/vyYtgZl2LNk/s320/St.+Patty%27s+Day+and+Misc+117.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;But I want to put these pics on here!!!!&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/7289440857023818054-3818459850456631857?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3818459850456631857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3818459850456631857&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3818459850456631857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3818459850456631857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-late.html' title='A Little Late.....'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SeTB9o8EMqI/AAAAAAAAB_M/c95pTItIwOk/s72-c/St.+Patty%27s+Day+and+Misc+051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-748578233905477668</id><published>2009-04-05T22:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:51:38.407-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pulling back the reins'/><title type='text'>Buying Freeze</title><content type='html'>I am NOT buying anything else for the kids for the next month at least!! I started a treasure box to reward for good behavior and its working but somehow my spending has gotten out of control on them this past week.  In the past week I have bought them 5 Tag leap frog books (all on clearance! so I can jusify this!) but I bought them even before I bouth the Tag systems. So, I've also bought the Tag systems. Two bouncy ball things..you know the balls that you sit on and bounce. soccer balls, baseball gloves, baseball pants, signed them both up for tball, chalk, playground balls (2), a skateboard, mario kart, a new wii bowling game and 2 movies and this is just what I'm coming up with off the top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm justifying  the fact that i'm not spending it on myself so its not bad BUT it is bad. They are becoming spoiled so no more spending for awhile. Of coures the easter bunny will come but it will not be extravagant this year!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-748578233905477668?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/748578233905477668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=748578233905477668&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/748578233905477668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/748578233905477668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/04/buying-freeze.html' title='Buying Freeze'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-4857328834370162534</id><published>2009-04-02T21:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:05:06.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been A Minute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SdV6Gra53AI/AAAAAAAAB-k/1rUtvl3nuWQ/s1600-h/Soccer+09+1st+Game+099_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320292789961481218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SdV6Gra53AI/AAAAAAAAB-k/1rUtvl3nuWQ/s320/Soccer+09+1st+Game+099_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SdV6Gp-KjNI/AAAAAAAAB-c/bSW3Tes8qZc/s1600-h/Soccer+09+1st+Game+062_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320292789572504786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SdV6Gp-KjNI/AAAAAAAAB-c/bSW3Tes8qZc/s320/Soccer+09+1st+Game+062_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SdV6GFlkjeI/AAAAAAAAB-U/kQo6gR41mvU/s1600-h/Soccer+09+1st+Game+058_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320292779805674978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SdV6GFlkjeI/AAAAAAAAB-U/kQo6gR41mvU/s320/Soccer+09+1st+Game+058_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SdV6F77SxwI/AAAAAAAAB-M/ZIz9Dh420DQ/s1600-h/Soccer+09+1st+Game+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320292777212430082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SdV6F77SxwI/AAAAAAAAB-M/ZIz9Dh420DQ/s320/Soccer+09+1st+Game+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But It's Spring here..............sorta. Depends on which day you ask mother nature! But we've been spending a lot of time outside working on our yard and putting our shutters up and our new front door!!! Plus shopping for even more DIY projects like insulating our attics...BLECH!!!! But we've been busy and its been a lot of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was very skeptical about making it through Spring Break but all in all we did ok. Practiced a lot for soccer and that seems to be paying off. We had our first game on Tuesday and DJ did awesome like always but the surprise of the game was that Mads not only did great but she had so much fun doing it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think its really going to help her that there are two other girls on our team this season that really want to play and they are really good so it will motivate Ms. Thang to do her best!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of sports..............bet ya'll didn't know I had twins now did ya? Well according to the tball forms I filled out for them today I have a 5 year boy and a 5 year old girl who are in Kindergarten and will be 6 years old before Sept. 15 2009. So they may be a lil small but I know they are going to totally kick ass! They have had their balls, gloves, helmets, bats, batting gloves, and batting bag since last year. Of coure DJ's is all blue and Mad's is hot pink!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some pics of their first game!&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/7289440857023818054-4857328834370162534?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4857328834370162534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=4857328834370162534&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4857328834370162534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4857328834370162534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-minute.html' title='It&apos;s been A Minute'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SdV6Gra53AI/AAAAAAAAB-k/1rUtvl3nuWQ/s72-c/Soccer+09+1st+Game+099_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-5012362983757912964</id><published>2009-02-23T22:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:00:56.898-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I swear'/><title type='text'>My Vacay!</title><content type='html'>No, I didn't really get to go on vacation but it seems I've taken one from my blog. So.......what can I tell you that's been going on here lately.......let's see......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. DJ started taking adderall........I think it might actually be helping but we'll see...I'm still waaay skeptical but I was seriously at my wits end w/ that kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. More drama in DJ's class.......his teacher had a fit over me bringing fruit on a stick to the Vday party instead of MORE cookies and cake. Fuck her...seriously. Really I wouldn't have an issue if she just would have said something to me but she didn't.........she actually thanked me for it and then bad mouthed me to the principal..Bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We bought a new tv......Yay! Jerry loves it...I love the finished look it gives to my living room so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Then Jerry bought me another Wii.....I sold the first one we had because we weren't using it. We (and by me I mean I) are using this one. I try to Wii Fit at least once a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I haven't quit smoking yet but I'm still smoking less than 5 a day and only at night after the kids have gone to bed and I'm okay with that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am trying to lose weight...AGAIN...my 10 year reunion is coming up, so I have to do it this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Madison has been a pill lately. Really rowdy at school but we are working on it and she is still sweet as can be w/ me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. And finally, my little man, Spencer is jibber jabbering all the time now. He says mama all the time along w/ bye bye and daddy and even NO! He's hilarious and cute as can be and I promise I will get pics of them up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is all.......I promise to make more of an effort.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-5012362983757912964?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/5012362983757912964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=5012362983757912964&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5012362983757912964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5012362983757912964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-vacay.html' title='My Vacay!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3008782275294922984</id><published>2009-02-03T00:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T00:28:18.411-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Baby to Toddler'/><title type='text'>Bout time DUDE!</title><content type='html'>So little man got his first tooth on Saturday! Today I noticed that he's gettin his second tooth. He's getting sooooooooooooooooo big!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-3008782275294922984?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3008782275294922984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3008782275294922984&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3008782275294922984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3008782275294922984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/02/bout-time-dude.html' title='Bout time DUDE!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-7320494956480409896</id><published>2009-01-16T18:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:41:22.033-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures of mads tomorrow'/><title type='text'>Shots and Pepper Spray</title><content type='html'>Let me just set the scene for you.....last night I'm laying trying to take a nap w/ Spencer asleep in my arms. Jerry is in the kitchen mashing the potatoes to complete 2 of the 3 dinners I made yesterday. All of a sudden Madison comes tearing towards me with her hands over her eyes SCEAMING BLOODY MURDER! "MY EYES! MY EYES! DJ SPRAYED MY EYEEEEEEEEESSSSS!"  I knew it was serious when she wouldn't stop screaming so I was like Jerry come here somethings wrong with Madison! And then DJ starts screaming "Ughhhh MY MOUTH! OUCH! OUCH! MY MOUTH! IT HUUURRRTSSS!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to guess what she was sprayed with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first guess was windex. Then I rembered that handy dandy little keychain pepper spay  that I bought the other day for the pitbull that looks at us like we're his lunch when we go for our walks. It was supossed to be childproofed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids proved that it wasn't! Thank God Jerry was home to help me deal with the chaos that erupted around our house for the next 30 minutes. I was on the phone with poison control because as stupid as it sounds I was afraid to flush her eyes out with water in case the water made it worse or something. So I answered all questions and after about 5 minutes (glad it wasn't serious or anything) the lady said "okay go ahead and flush her eyes with water and let Derrick suck on a tums."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we flushed her eyes and she hated every second of it. And DJ sucked on a popsicle because I don't have any tums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Spencer got his first round of shots yesterday! He took em like a champ! He was a little cranky later in the day but nothing major. So now we're playing catch up w/ shots but we should be caught up soon. He is the first out of all three of the kids that had his shots w/out Jerry there. I hate shots but even I did okay yesterday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after the pepperspray incident I drank me some wiiiiiiinnnnnnnnneeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-7320494956480409896?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/7320494956480409896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=7320494956480409896&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7320494956480409896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7320494956480409896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/01/shots-and-pepper-spray.html' title='Shots and Pepper Spray'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-5483633421321087624</id><published>2009-01-15T00:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:32:25.508-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick to my stomach'/><title type='text'>News To Me</title><content type='html'>So a little over a week ago I found out that one of my friends bosses was a lever 4 sex offender. In the state of Arkansas thats considered a violent sex offender just in case you're wondering. So knowing that he had been around her children I called her terrified that she had been unknowingly allowing a level four violent sex offender around her children. Now being that this was her boss and it is also her husbands boss, I didn't expect her to quit her job because that would be stupid. She still has bills to pay and a family to support. But the reply I received absolutely blew my fucking mind. "Yeah, I've known for three years, no surprise here." she said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know what, that all fine and fucking well if its just your kids that have been around him but that's not the case. I have UNKNOWINGLY allowed my kids to be around him because I had no fucking clue. Had I known, the man would have never been with in a 10 mile radius of my children. She knew for THREE years and NEVER told me. Is it not her responisbility as a fellow mother to inform me and allow me to make a decision whether or not to make the choice to allow him around my kids?  That is what I'm the most upset about. She allowed a sex offender to be around my children. She had zero right to let that happen. I am disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she tried to make excuses for him. Tried to tell me why he got bumped up to a level 4 offended. Um, well honey, he got bumped up because he took a 16 year old to a hotel room, drugged her, and tried to raped her...um, yeah that pretty much does it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have waited a little over two weeks to put this on my blog. I know I have to get it out but I'm not even sure that now is the right time. I'm not sure I'm getting all that I want to across.  I feel like she left my children vulernable to a predator. This is supossed to be one of my best friends. And instead of ever saying she was sorry she defended herself and this sick mother fucker to me. And then she went on to tell me that I was ending our friendship of 9 years over a difference of opinion. How the fuck do you figure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A difference of fucking opionion? Am I the only one that doesn't see that??? It's not a difference of opinion........its a matter of keeping my children safe at all costs. I would never expose her children to something like that. I am still somewhat dumbfounded by the entire situation. I am mad as hell and will never leave my kids with her again but yet DJ and Mads keep asking for her two kids who they have basically grown up with. I feel like I am stuck between a rock and a hard place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All either one of them really had to do was say I'm really sorry, I should have told you. I still wouldn't have let my kids go to their house but the animosity wouldn't be there. But I am overflowing with it. Almost to the point where its eating me alive. How can she take my kids innocence and even her own kids innocence for granted like that? There is no sense to any of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-5483633421321087624?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/5483633421321087624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=5483633421321087624&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5483633421321087624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5483633421321087624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/01/news-to-me.html' title='News To Me'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-6199673336629371984</id><published>2009-01-11T22:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:06:28.527-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Can ya tell im back on my laptop'/><title type='text'>Crushing Realiziation</title><content type='html'>Today was a rough day in the Leatherman household. We are in the midst of trying to teach Spencer how to sleep through the night. Its so hard when he wakes up at 3 am and I know all I have to do is lay down with him and snuggle and pop a bottle into his mouth and we will both drift back into dreamland rather quickly but instead I have to get up and rock him and pat him and not give him his bottle. How cruel does that sound? But his doctor told me that he is old enough to not need to eat throughout the night and I agree but its hard and it sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It other news. As you all know I wanted desperately to put the two big kids in daycare over Chistmas break. I didn't do it though and we actually had a pretty good time and I can prove it because they are both still living and breathing! During Christmas break though I had a really hard time w/ the boy. Yes, Maddie drives me nuts. That girl gets into everything! Just tonight she cut my measuring tape and she talks constantly but I think its pretty typical of a 4 year old girl. DJ on the other hand is constantly going. Sometimes I would swear that he is battery operated..he keeps going and going and going. I had serious suspiscions over Xmas break about him being ADHD but Jerry told me it was because he was cooped up and bored and my mom said the same thing so I let it go but OMG after today I am convinced and so sad that my sweed boy is afflicted with this. Looking back the signs have been there for a long time I think. I'm just not sure we knew what to look for and a lot we chalked up to him just being a kid. A lot I still do. Before we jump to medicine we are going to try Krill Oil and try to cut out Red dye 40 from our diet. ( I seriously used to think people were crazy for doing this but I'm desperate and will try anything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest eye opener today was that after a dose of Loracet (more on that in a sec) he wasn't even phased. He was all over everything today. Climbing on my furniture. Jumping all over everything. JUMPING off my kitchen cabinets. Trying to put Spencer over the baby gates.  Talking and sceaming and yelling non-stop. By the end of the day I was at the end of my rope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's why he was on Loracet...his second time to be on Loracet by the way..the first was when he knocked his tooth out on a step! Yesterday Madison and him decided (and I'm sure it was Madison's idea) to get into my skewers and he got his eye poked with one of them! (I can't tell you how many times I've told them not to play w/ the skewers because "somebody's going to get their eye poked out"...but what does mom know?) It happened around 10 am and we called his eye doctor and they told us that if it was still bothering him in a few hours to take him into the ER. He laid on me most of the day w/ his eye closed. The tv hurt his eye, the light hurt it, it was horrible! So around 3 we took him to the ER. They did this cool dye thing to his eye where they looked at it w/ a blacklight and it turned orange and he had a huge scratch right across his cornea. So they gave him antibiotic ointment and loracet for the next four days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I hate that he got hurt I have to tell you I was really looking forward to the subdued-ness the Loracet would deliver................I was VERY disappointed! I gave him tylenol at bedtime just in case the Loracet made him crazy cause this mama wasn't taking any chances!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-6199673336629371984?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/6199673336629371984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=6199673336629371984&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6199673336629371984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6199673336629371984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/01/crushing-realiziation.html' title='Crushing Realiziation'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3276466725031666295</id><published>2009-01-08T18:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:21:15.140-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pumped UP'/><title type='text'>I'm Such A Goofball!</title><content type='html'>So I'm all hooked back up on my laptop and here I am sitting at the desktop. Makes no sense to me....at all. But oh well at least I'm back on here right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been busy around here. I have started this year off on the right foot I think. I have made it ALL about me! Just kidding...sorta. I have decided this is my year to quit smoking (which I have done), to seriously cut back on my drinking (again I have done this too so far!) and to lose weight and I started on that this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not changing too much at once. I cut back on the Dr. Peppers I was drinking. I was drinking upwards of 6-8 a day and now I only allow myself 2 and instead chug down gallons of water! I've started taking some vitamins but need to add in a few more like a B Complex for good measure. And today I started walking. Yeah it was only for 20 minutes but it was mostly uphill pushing about 30 lbs worth of stroller and baby. I feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other big thing is to take better care of me in general. Doing my hair every day. Putting on makeup. The whole shabang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part of all of these changes is I think that if I can accomplish them and make myself a better person all around then I will in turn be a better mother to my children and that's what its all about!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and of course I'm going to try to start trying to get on here at least once a day again. We'll see how I do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-3276466725031666295?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3276466725031666295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3276466725031666295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3276466725031666295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3276466725031666295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-such-goofball.html' title='I&apos;m Such A Goofball!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-8432020179296644159</id><published>2009-01-05T18:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:17:45.327-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBS'/><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>#1. Get my laptop hooked back up so I will blog again. I guess I am the laziest person ever because its not like its hard to connect the battery thingy to my laptop and turn it on I just keep avoiding the task and then when I have something I want to write about I don't do it because it means getting up and getting on the desktop and I am really to lazy for all that. So, I am going to go hook up my laptop and will post again soon with the rest of my resolutions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for what its worth yesterday was my first completely smoke free day in over 6 years!!!!! Its pretty awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-8432020179296644159?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/8432020179296644159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=8432020179296644159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8432020179296644159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8432020179296644159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3918881668372438578</id><published>2008-12-31T21:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T21:10:10.039-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 HERE WE COME'/><title type='text'>You Know You're Getting Old....</title><content type='html'>When you forget its New Year's Eve, then remember its New Year's Eve, and then realize you really don't give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean do you remember when New Year's Eve was something that you PLANNED for???? I do...as soon as the turkey started settling from Thanksgiving dinner we all started trying to plan for the GREATEST New Year's Eve EVER. And quite honestly as long as there was a ton of alcohol there we didn't really care what took place on New Year's Eve because in all honesty we can't remember ANY New Year's Eve EVER because we were TOO FUCKING SHIT FACED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what...this may be my best NYE EVER because I'm staying home with my wonderful family and just hanging out. Maybe a glass a wine or two but nothing crazy just hanging out w/ the hubs, my lil' bro, and we'll probably see my new kick-ass neighbors (aka, DJ's Pre-K teacher and a really cool friend!) off on on throughout the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hope you all have a great night. Stay safe and I'll be back on tomorrow to talk about resolutions! WooHOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-3918881668372438578?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3918881668372438578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3918881668372438578&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3918881668372438578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3918881668372438578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-know-youre-getting-old.html' title='You Know You&apos;re Getting Old....'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3018608449384498190</id><published>2008-12-11T19:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:55:20.290-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HoHoHo'/><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>Tis the time of year. Sorry I haven't been on much but I've been so busy as I'm sure you all have been too. Hope to catch up w/ everyone soon! And if I don't..Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-3018608449384498190?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3018608449384498190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3018608449384498190&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3018608449384498190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3018608449384498190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-6032710888894641762</id><published>2008-12-04T11:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T11:41:48.955-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Heathen'/><title type='text'>The School Just Called</title><content type='html'>Appearantly Madison and another little girl were playing and Maddie screamed "Talk to my ass!" So the teacher called me and had Maddie get on the phone to tell me what happened. Of course I can't understand a word Mads is saying because she is crying because she rarely gets in trouble at school. I'm thinking the worst and then the teacher gets on the phone and tells me what happened and I laughed (the teacher and I are friends so luckily she doesn't think I'm a horrible mother) but its such a funny thing to say. It's like "talk to the hand" only better! Maybe my four year old came up w/ the newest saying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all seriousness, both little girls said the BAD word and they aren't sure who said it first or why. If the word had been shit I would be convinced that Mads had said it first because she's said it a few times around here to see what she can get away with. Luckily she learned pretty quickly that she doesn't get away with saying dirty words around here. Hopefully she learned that she doesn't get to say dirty words at school either!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-6032710888894641762?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/6032710888894641762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=6032710888894641762&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6032710888894641762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6032710888894641762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/12/school-just-called.html' title='The School Just Called'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3629057132590780593</id><published>2008-12-03T22:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:35:52.968-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This is What I&apos;m Thankful For'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STddQworPRI/AAAAAAAAB98/j3RqGNslkjo/s1600-h/Nov+28+08+132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275788031002623250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STddQworPRI/AAAAAAAAB98/j3RqGNslkjo/s320/Nov+28+08+132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DJ and Maddie in the leaves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STddQaNfrcI/AAAAAAAAB90/D_Z4u3SBGwI/s1600-h/Nov+28+08+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275788024983039426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STddQaNfrcI/AAAAAAAAB90/D_Z4u3SBGwI/s320/Nov+28+08+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet Dreams Princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STddP14ZS-I/AAAAAAAAB9s/3xZHNr3VsdQ/s1600-h/Nov+28+08+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275788015230864354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STddP14ZS-I/AAAAAAAAB9s/3xZHNr3VsdQ/s320/Nov+28+08+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ playing with his lil bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STddPk4FUjI/AAAAAAAAB9k/dUteEsW1nvU/s1600-h/Nov+28+08+123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275788010666152498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STddPk4FUjI/AAAAAAAAB9k/dUteEsW1nvU/s320/Nov+28+08+123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where's DJ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STdbsh9RzOI/AAAAAAAAB9c/untwi2tfobM/s1600-h/Nov+28+08+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275786309075586274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STdbsh9RzOI/AAAAAAAAB9c/untwi2tfobM/s320/Nov+28+08+096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sis and her boyfriend at Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STdbsGVTuqI/AAAAAAAAB9U/vu1NmWUsmR8/s1600-h/Nov+28+08+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275786301660183202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STdbsGVTuqI/AAAAAAAAB9U/vu1NmWUsmR8/s320/Nov+28+08+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STdbrzjNoWI/AAAAAAAAB9M/Mrl0B_3OVfs/s1600-h/Nov+28+08+095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275786296618230114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STdbrzjNoWI/AAAAAAAAB9M/Mrl0B_3OVfs/s320/Nov+28+08+095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sis and my dorky lil brother! Oh, and my FIL's head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STdbrV3FjAI/AAAAAAAAB9E/XRPtEG-3cK0/s1600-h/Nov+28+08+094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275786288648522754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STdbrV3FjAI/AAAAAAAAB9E/XRPtEG-3cK0/s320/Nov+28+08+094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My lil' Spence Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STdbrBtRsKI/AAAAAAAAB88/8uEkQfhgNDk/s1600-h/Nov+28+08+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275786283238666402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STdbrBtRsKI/AAAAAAAAB88/8uEkQfhgNDk/s320/Nov+28+08+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spence Man w/ his Daddy!&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/7289440857023818054-3629057132590780593?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3629057132590780593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3629057132590780593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3629057132590780593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3629057132590780593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/12/dj-and-maddie-in-leaves-sweet-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/STddQworPRI/AAAAAAAAB98/j3RqGNslkjo/s72-c/Nov+28+08+132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-2852695279146034398</id><published>2008-12-03T22:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:18:12.235-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YAY'/><title type='text'>MAJOR FREAKING NEWS!!!!</title><content type='html'>I HAVE &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ALMOST&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; QUIT SMOKING!!!!!!!!! I'M DOWN TO TWO A DAY!!!! This is huge people! Less than two weeks ago I smoked more than two packs a day and now only two a day AND I will quit those too! Just thought I'd share! My grandparents would be so proud! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of my grandparents, its been a year since my poppop died. I think he came to me in a dream last night. NO, I'm not crazy! BUT, I had a dream about him last night and when I woke up I had a sense of peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now get ready for a huge post of pics!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-2852695279146034398?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/2852695279146034398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=2852695279146034398&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2852695279146034398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/2852695279146034398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/12/major-freaking-news.html' title='MAJOR FREAKING NEWS!!!!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-933165741201645554</id><published>2008-11-30T14:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:32:09.838-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m Hibernating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a Bear'/><title type='text'>I Will Return I Swear</title><content type='html'>Not that anyone really misses me haha! But I miss blogging. This past week has been hell. I have been sick with a mix of bronchitis, strep throat, and an ear infection. I just can't shake it. Plus we had my father in law come in for Thanksgiving so in the midst of being on my death bed I was trying to keep my house clean. Let's just say it's wasn't sparkling when he got here but it could have been sooooo soooo much worse! On top of that the kids were out of school for thanksgiving which means I had to keep those little hooligans occupied. That alone wears me out when I'm NOT sick! Plus I had to cook and travel. Im beat. I really just want to sleep until Christmas is over! Anyone else with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-933165741201645554?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/933165741201645554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=933165741201645554&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/933165741201645554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/933165741201645554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-will-return-i-swear.html' title='I Will Return I Swear'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3027561246230102987</id><published>2008-11-18T22:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:27:58.244-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Busy Me'/><title type='text'>Do NOT Send Out A Search Party</title><content type='html'>HaHa! I am still here! I have just been incredibly busy lately. This weekend Jer had drill and something came over me when I woke up Saturday morning. I became a cleaning machine. No dirt grime or smudge was left untouched in my house! ALL of my laundry was washed, dryed, folded, AND put away! Big accomplishment for me people. My bedroom floor is actually visible again. Basically I became completely OCD about my house overnight and I love it. I feel like I'm back to normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in my quest for a clean house I did not get on the internet one time from Friday night until Monday morning! Now that's a big deal! Now that things are all spic and span around here hopefully I can start getting on here more regularly again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I lost the urge to drink. It's amazing. Sometime last week I just didn't want to drink anymore. Most nights I am just waiting til bedtime so I can crack open a couple of cold ones and relax but not anymore. Now IF I drink I only have one maybe two and that second one is a stretch, a BIG stretch lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I started a new life kind of and I'm loving ever second of it. I think the kids can tell too because they seem to be getting along better lately but that maybe because I'm constantly telling them that Santa is watching! Hehe!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-3027561246230102987?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3027561246230102987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3027561246230102987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3027561246230102987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3027561246230102987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/do-not-send-out-search-party.html' title='Do NOT Send Out A Search Party'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-5960304693665228113</id><published>2008-11-13T16:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:30:56.292-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just thought I&apos;d share'/><title type='text'>Caged</title><content type='html'>So D.J. is telling me that we are going to have his first birthday party at PopPops. Sadly my PopPop died last December so this is the first birthday DJ won't have a party there. When he died DJ was too little understand but when he brought it up today I thought I'd tell him that PopPop had died and went to heaven. Here's the conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ:When's my first party at poppops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:Oh honey. We can't have a party at poppop's this year. Poppop's not here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ: He's gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes sweetheart he died and went to Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ: (screams) AND GOT PUT IN A CAGE??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then gently explained heaven but not after I giggled a little bit. I have no idea where he got the idea that when you died you were in a cage unless he's seen a coffin which I don't think he has. I thought it was pretty funny though and man it made me miss my poppop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-5960304693665228113?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/5960304693665228113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=5960304693665228113&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5960304693665228113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5960304693665228113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/caged.html' title='Caged'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3514736228516699503</id><published>2008-11-12T19:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:42:39.836-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OK is OK'/><title type='text'>Feels Like I Haven't Been On Here In Forever!</title><content type='html'>So here's a few quick updates: 2 days when I picked Mads up from school she had a weird rash all over her face and the trunk of her body. Figured she was allergic to something at school because benadryl cleared it right up. Well she got it real bad Friday night when she layed down so we took her to the doctor on Saturday morning. They told us she has hives...Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also took Spence to the doctor for a cold. He sounded horrible and I always worry about RSV and colds during this time of year so I took him to be safe. Told me he was fine and just to give him some benadryl. Took him back today for his checkup and he has an ear infection! The first one of my babies to EVER have an ear infection. I almost cried! He seems to be doing pretty good though. Overheard some Target employees talking about putting Vicks on a q-tip and then putting black pepper on it and putting in your ear for ear infections. I went over to them and they said "can we help you ma'am" and I said "um, no I was just eavesdropping. Were ya'll just talking about ear infections?" "Yes" one of them replies. The other belts out "it works like a charm I swear!" I said "ok, thanks, I'll give it a try". I have not. I find this very strange. Has anyone else ever heard of this????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of target I got into a verbal altercation in Target parking lot the other day. We were waiting for a spot with our turn signal on and the people pull out and these assholes just zip right in and STEAL our parking spot. I was PISSED. So I made Jerry wait until they got out of their car. When the woman got out of the car I said "I just thought I'd let you know that it's pretty rude to take a parking spot that someones been waiting on." She goes "ughhh whatever. what did you want me to do. sorry!!!!" You could tell she wasn't one bit sorry so I told her "well next time don't be rude and back up and give up the space. I have THREE kids 2 of which I am here to get medicine for.!"  She then goes, "I have 2 kids." Ok, I don't give a shit. Now if you had four kids then you would have had me beat and would have deserved the parking spot more than me! Then I glanced down at her license plate and it read "OKLAHOMA". I laughed, pointed, and said, "nevermind, that explains it.! &lt;br /&gt;That really pissed her off and evertime she passed me in the store she flipped me off or gave me dirty looks and I LAUGHED it was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two side notes-yes I know it was just a stupid parking spot but I am sick to death of people not having any fucking respect for anyone anymore. Especially you mother fuckers who walk in front of my car after I LET you pass in front of me and can't even raise your hand in thanks. My 4 year olds both say thank you when walking in front of a car surely your lazy ass can too. That also goes when I stop to let you out in traffic..raise a finger people its not that hard and it all goes back to RESPECT. NOBODY owes you a damn thing so when people like me are nice enough to let your stupid ass go then show some thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other side note: I lived in Oklahoma so I get to make fun of how horrible their drivers are! They think the same thing about Arkansans. I really love many people from Oklahoma...my own mother lives there and my best friend is from there it was just funny when I noticed she was from OK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-3514736228516699503?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3514736228516699503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3514736228516699503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3514736228516699503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3514736228516699503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/feels-like-i-havent-been-on-here-in.html' title='Feels Like I Haven&apos;t Been On Here In Forever!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-1947400979691405546</id><published>2008-11-11T23:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:32:55.682-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah Blah Blah'/><title type='text'>Bad Mood</title><content type='html'>I think it's the weather. Much to blog about just not in the mood! Hope to be back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-1947400979691405546?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/1947400979691405546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=1947400979691405546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1947400979691405546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1947400979691405546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/bad-mood.html' title='Bad Mood'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3872954516693880933</id><published>2008-11-09T23:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:02:24.350-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Do you? Do you? Do you?'/><title type='text'>Menu Planning</title><content type='html'>How many of you do this?  I try. No, really I try. But really how am I supossed to know what I want to eat on Saturday on Monday? I Can't Do It!! I eat what sounds good at the moment. If its alfredo then that's what I eat. If it's restaurant food then that's what I eat. I really wish I coud menu plan. I'm sure if would save me tons of moolah and many trips to the store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-3872954516693880933?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3872954516693880933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3872954516693880933&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3872954516693880933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3872954516693880933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/menu-planning.html' title='Menu Planning'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-8393861960932446020</id><published>2008-11-09T23:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:16:47.344-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Struff To Keep Me Busy'/><title type='text'>Shit Ton!</title><content type='html'>That's about how many new blogs I added to my blog roll! Go check 'em out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-8393861960932446020?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/8393861960932446020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=8393861960932446020&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8393861960932446020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8393861960932446020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/shit-ton.html' title='Shit Ton!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-5075765633264456663</id><published>2008-11-09T13:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T13:33:17.178-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Stuff'/><title type='text'>I'm Addicted.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.freeslots.com/"&gt;To this!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously addicted. I have a spent countless hours the past two days wasting time playing. Only check it out if you want to waste lots of time and have lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.sashasays.com/"&gt;SASHA&lt;/a&gt; for teaching me how to do these little linky thingies!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-5075765633264456663?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/5075765633264456663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=5075765633264456663&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5075765633264456663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5075765633264456663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-addicted.html' title='I&apos;m Addicted.....'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-1625519992257612363</id><published>2008-11-08T01:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:55:10.265-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For Fun'/><title type='text'>Questions?</title><content type='html'>Taken from another blog: (if I knew how to link to it I totally would!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;) What would you say your most fundamental flaw is?&lt;br /&gt;I have a hard time saying I'm sorry even when I know I'm totally wrong! An apology is like putting sawdust on my tounge and asking me to sing the alphabet...most likely not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What was your dream growing up?&lt;br /&gt;To become a marine biologist. And then after I met Austin it was to become a marine biologist, have our own boat and raise our children on it while I homeschooled them. Oh how times have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What talent do you wish you had?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could sing like I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If I bought you a drink what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you're buying bring me a shot of tequila, dressed and a bottle of bud light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Favourite vegetable?&lt;br /&gt;I love most of them, except aspargus and brussel sprouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What was the last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;The Gift by Nora Roberts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What zodiac sign are you?&lt;br /&gt;Gemini baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Explain where.&lt;br /&gt;just one..a tatoo on my back. used to have my belly button and my tounge pierced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Worst Habit?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a smoker.........ICK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, as long as you don't mind sittin on somebodys lap! I usually have a carfull!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What is your favourite sport?&lt;br /&gt;softball. fastpitch. is there anything else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you have a Negative or Optimistic attitude?&lt;br /&gt;depends on the situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?&lt;br /&gt;talk your head off probably but only after I took a xanax or 10 to deal w/ my nerves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Tell me one weird fact about you.&lt;br /&gt;just one? hmmm..........I can fit a whole can of spam in my mouth! Don't ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;Yep, my awesome dog, Hershey Monster and my cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly?&lt;br /&gt;say, sorry for the mess and watch your step! Always a chance of tripping over a toy here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What was your first impression of me?&lt;br /&gt;well since I'm still reading the blog I found this on I'd say good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary?&lt;br /&gt;both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;my weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?&lt;br /&gt;definetly NOT your conscience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) What color eyes do you have?&lt;br /&gt;blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Ever been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;lol, which time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Bottle or can soda?&lt;br /&gt;can if I'm at home, bottle if I'm at a store, and fountain if I'm at a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?&lt;br /&gt;have a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What's your favourite place to hang at?&lt;br /&gt;my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Do you believe in ghosts?&lt;br /&gt;hell yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Favourite thing to do in your spare time?&lt;br /&gt;read a book or read blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you swear a lot?&lt;br /&gt;like a fuckin sailor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Biggest pet peeve?&lt;br /&gt;stupid people and bad drivers...combine the two and I am likely to kill somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) In one word, how would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Do you believe/appreciate romance?&lt;br /&gt;my defintion of romance has changed but yes I always appreciate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;i believe in a higher power. i'm generally a spiritual person, though not a religious person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) What happened to question 14?&lt;br /&gt;it got into a knife fight with question 26. neither was triumphant (love this answer!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-1625519992257612363?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/1625519992257612363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=1625519992257612363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1625519992257612363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1625519992257612363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/questions.html' title='Questions?'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-4000220840514407650</id><published>2008-11-08T00:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:07:46.463-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Babies'/><title type='text'>Doesn't Get Much Better Than This</title><content type='html'>So my big kids had a short week at school. Only 3 days. Am I a horrible mom if I tell you I was dreading the two additional days they'd be out of school??? I love them, I really do, but man do these two FIGHT and SCREAM and WHINE and GET ON YOUR VERY LAST NERVE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the week Spence Man and I have a schedule. Some of which includes sleeping in the mornings after I've sat up w/ him for half the night. We both need our sleep..trust me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, me and the big kids had two pretty amazing days! Yes they fought, and whined, and screamed and got on at least a few of my nerves but they also played, shared, laughed, and smiled..a LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They spent hours outside playing their little hearts out. I am lucky that my living room looks out into my front yard so I can watch them play while taking care of Spence. And Spence and I even got the chance to get out there and play chase with them. I was holding Spence and the kids would run by and I'd reach spences' little hands out and touch the big kids and yell "TAG" and they would crack up laughing. Even Spencer. He was literally cracking up and my god I love his little laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Side note: isn't it funny how different childrens' laughs are. DJ's giggles are like bubbles from his belly..they just escape his mouth in spurts and are contagious. Madisons giggles are LOUD and SCREECHY. Although I love knowing my little girl is happy her screams, I mean laughs, makes me want to invest in ear plugs. They are just SO. LOUD. Spencers laugh is just so dang cute because its so new to us. I'm sure he'll develop his own giggle personality soon and I can't wait. Right now just hearing him laugh is wonderful because its all so new!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about my kids playing outside all day??? They sleep like rocks! But tonight they aren't in thier beds! They are on a pallet on the living room floor because we were watching their movies earlier. And Spence is on the couch. (He is battling a cold so I prefer to keep him close) So all three of my sweet babies are laying in the same room I'm blogging in fast asleep lost in the sweetest of dreams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-4000220840514407650?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4000220840514407650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=4000220840514407650&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4000220840514407650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4000220840514407650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/doesnt-get-much-better-than-this.html' title='Doesn&apos;t Get Much Better Than This'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-1860934112556814583</id><published>2008-11-06T23:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:51:30.540-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Well.......'/><title type='text'>That Was Fun</title><content type='html'>I just got puked on by my big boy. And I mean straight up puked ON! Went to give him a hug and BLECH all over me and the sheets I just washed TODAY. Damn. I don't know how but I laughed when he puked on me. Before kids that would have been IT for me. I would have turned as quickly as he puked on me and I would have puked all over the place. Ahhh the joys of motherhood....the ability not to puke when your kid pukes all down the front of your shirt. Now that's just fucking precious ain't it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he pukes he's fine. He wants a pair of pj's (only the kind that match will do which is really throwing me for a loop cause I used to just throw them whatever pj's cmae up first, now I have to search for shit and shit!) And then he wants some "magic soda," more commonly known as Mt. Dew. I know its no sprite or 7-up but we make due w/ what we have! And since he is normally not allowed to drink it when he pukes it suddenly becomes magical and cures all that ails him! Works for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-1860934112556814583?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/1860934112556814583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=1860934112556814583&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1860934112556814583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1860934112556814583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/that-was-fun.html' title='That Was Fun'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-4723174730674843991</id><published>2008-11-04T23:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:03:57.318-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='At least the kids get a dog out of this'/><title type='text'>Just Sayin</title><content type='html'>I just want to preface my last post by saying that I'm PROUD as hell that we as AMERICANS have overcome RACE and elected a black (ok, well half black) president. That speaks volumes for us as a country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be known that I am not racist but I just do NOT agree w/ Obama's politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared people. Real fucking scared. And you should be too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-4723174730674843991?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4723174730674843991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=4723174730674843991&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4723174730674843991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4723174730674843991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-sayin.html' title='Just Sayin'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-7043292142745517402</id><published>2008-11-04T22:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:31:06.604-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kthxbai'/><title type='text'>A Grown Woman Crying</title><content type='html'>Yes, I sit here close to tears and bile is collecting in my throat. That is how badly I did NOT want Obama to win. As someone who joined the military and has a husband that was injured in Iraq and who has received 3 purple hearts I am to say the least devastated. I am glad my husband is no longer in the military because I know there is no way he could ever "OBEY" orders from our new so called "leader". We are terrified of the man and what he will do to our country. Never will I or my husband follow any orders he hands down. NEVER. As. God. As. My. Witness. NEVER. This is the beginning of the end people. Hope you're ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side note: I respect each and everyone's right to vote and their opinion but this is my opinion. If you don't agree w/ it and can say so nicely then feel free but if you're just going to be an ass then please quit reading my blog and don't bother commenting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-7043292142745517402?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/7043292142745517402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=7043292142745517402&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7043292142745517402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7043292142745517402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/grown-woman-crying.html' title='A Grown Woman Crying'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-7067176640960307442</id><published>2008-11-03T22:05:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:40:47.500-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for family reunions'/><title type='text'>And Finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_SOKyaEWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/nUNX0CDpbmg/s1600-h/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_SOKyaEWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/nUNX0CDpbmg/s400/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264657630275178850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Our "family" reunion. We met at On The Border and I'm pretty sure we were all pretty damn nervous! I know mom had a giant drink before we got there and I took a xanax because I just don't do well with new situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom walked in before I did and by the time I got inside she was hugging Amanda. For me it was instant recognition and I felt like I had found a missing piece of my life. My heart felt like it jumped right out of my body and attatched itself to my sister. She immediately let go of my mom and we both enveloped ourselves in each others arms. I have to admit I didn't want to let go. I was almost afraid she wasn't real and if I let go she'd disappear. We let go and she met our brother for the first time since he was a baby. Then all the introductions began. She introduced us to her boyfriend of 5 years and I introduced her to my husband and our 3 kids. We promptly sat down at our table and ordered a pitcher of premium margaritas to take the edge off I guess. We ordered our apps and then entrees and then the 3 of us girls decided to go outside and have a smoke break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being just the 3 of us out there the conversations started to get a little deep and emotional so I tried to steer everyone away from that. I did NOT want to cry even though I sit here typing this out and crying lol. Dinner went great. Ordered another pitcher of margaritas and I truly didn't want the evening to end. But as you know all great things must come to an end so we all said our goodbyes and made plans for the weekend of Thanksgiving. Her and Corey are going to come to my mom's house the Sat. after thanksgiving and we are going to drink and play games and have tons of fun. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years and especially the past few years w/ our dad dying, and both of my grandparents dying seeing her felt like I was getting a part of my family back. Words can't begin to express how much that means to me. And although I kept all my emotions in check on Saturday night the past two days I have been an emotional wreck. Crying whenever I talk about her or write about her for that matter. And they are not sad tears at all. I'm overwhelmed and it seems the only way for me to express how happy I am is to shed a few tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help that I know my Dad must be looking down and be so happy that we have all found each other again. Making him happy makes me happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-7067176640960307442?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/7067176640960307442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=7067176640960307442&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7067176640960307442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/7067176640960307442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-finally.html' title='And Finally...'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_SOKyaEWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/nUNX0CDpbmg/s72-c/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-1750026484062643585</id><published>2008-11-03T21:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:03:39.249-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spence Man'/><title type='text'>Ode To Spence!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_Itseu-3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/_JxhG50XBwU/s1600-h/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264647176779135858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_Itseu-3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/_JxhG50XBwU/s320/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE this picture of my Spence Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_Itei3toI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9V-CkRc4F08/s1600-h/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264647173038388866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_Itei3toI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9V-CkRc4F08/s320/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging out w/ GG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_ItMcObGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/gGnznhSFgDY/s1600-h/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264647168178678882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_ItMcObGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/gGnznhSFgDY/s320/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making funny faces after sucking on a lemon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_IsSz4roI/AAAAAAAAAGY/29W-psJUnxc/s1600-h/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264647152708660866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_IsSz4roI/AAAAAAAAAGY/29W-psJUnxc/s320/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it felt good on his gums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_IsNxVHTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/giRwCC9q7OA/s1600-h/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264647151355764018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_IsNxVHTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/giRwCC9q7OA/s320/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought he was enjoying it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7289440857023818054-1750026484062643585?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/1750026484062643585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=1750026484062643585&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1750026484062643585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1750026484062643585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/ode-to-spence.html' title='Ode To Spence!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_Itseu-3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/_JxhG50XBwU/s72-c/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-8734178116630155067</id><published>2008-11-03T21:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:55:24.714-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trick Or Treat'/><title type='text'>Trick or Treating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_GxjvkWRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/CZ-0McbhaP0/s1600-h/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264645044130044178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_GxjvkWRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/CZ-0McbhaP0/s320/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Arkansas Razorback Cheerleader sans pom poms! They kept getting in her way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_GxQHcxOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/hN7EsoqwyeY/s1600-h/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264645038861501666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_GxQHcxOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/hN7EsoqwyeY/s320/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next Matt Jones! He loves talking about how he is going to be a "woo Pig Sooiee Razorback" when he grows up! This mama would be beyond proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_Gw2EgPLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ilOs-GGbuwM/s1600-h/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264645031869824178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_Gw2EgPLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ilOs-GGbuwM/s320/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Spence Man dress up as a hotdog from the concession stand. I tried to do a theme for halloween w/ DJ as a football player, Maddie as a cheerleader, spence food from the concession stand, and Jerry and I as Razorback fans but I don't think too many people "got" it. Idiots! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure it didn't help that we went as a Razorback family trick or treating in Oklahoma! We did have a lot of people tell us they loved the Razorbacks though! I was just happy we didn't get anything thrown at us lol.&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/7289440857023818054-8734178116630155067?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/8734178116630155067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=8734178116630155067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8734178116630155067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/8734178116630155067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/trick-or-treating.html' title='Trick or Treating'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ_GxjvkWRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/CZ-0McbhaP0/s72-c/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-5414010195057059254</id><published>2008-11-03T18:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:58:44.236-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About time lol'/><title type='text'>Carnival and Pumpkin Carving Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-d3DM9WPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Ctzv1akW2II/s1600-h/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264600058497423602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-d3DM9WPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Ctzv1akW2II/s320/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer was pissed he wasn't getting my undivided attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-d26jjofI/AAAAAAAAAFo/yg3asfHnZZM/s1600-h/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264600056176288242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-d26jjofI/AAAAAAAAAFo/yg3asfHnZZM/s320/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maddie helping with the pumpkins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-d2jQ0rbI/AAAAAAAAAFg/2xRFimSWGSM/s1600-h/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264600049923698098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-d2jQ0rbI/AAAAAAAAAFg/2xRFimSWGSM/s320/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; D.J. at the carnival!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-d2aCWKYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LMdcPV5bERQ/s1600-h/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264600047447058818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-d2aCWKYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LMdcPV5bERQ/s320/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spence Man chillin in the stroller lookin freaking adorable if I do say so myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-d1n5hclI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YNocOykIEc8/s1600-h/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264600033988276818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-d1n5hclI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YNocOykIEc8/s320/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Maddie playing on the slide thingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7289440857023818054-5414010195057059254?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/5414010195057059254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=5414010195057059254&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5414010195057059254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5414010195057059254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/carnival-and-pumpkin-carving-pics.html' title='Carnival and Pumpkin Carving Pics'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-d3DM9WPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Ctzv1akW2II/s72-c/soccer+canival+amanda+halloween+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-1119008433577458370</id><published>2008-11-03T18:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:50:30.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's Some Pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-bjHL2DpI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aVghgoL42Lk/s1600-h/oct+27th+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264597516945854098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-bjHL2DpI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aVghgoL42Lk/s320/oct+27th+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics of the kids at our Razorback party. Another pic of Jer holding Spencer looking drunk lol! (He doesn't drink) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And us picking out a pumpkin from Wal-Mart! Ghetto I know but we had fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-bjXKrXHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/RF1oP9DCXrY/s1600-h/oct+27th+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264597521235926130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-bjXKrXHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/RF1oP9DCXrY/s320/oct+27th+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-bickebJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kfzPwG6Uz_4/s1600-h/oct+27th+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-bickebJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kfzPwG6Uz_4/s1600-h/oct+27th+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-bickebJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kfzPwG6Uz_4/s1600-h/oct+27th+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264597505506438290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-bickebJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kfzPwG6Uz_4/s320/oct+27th+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-bi_uebuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/PHrtHXqAhLU/s1600-h/oct+27th+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264597514943622882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-bi_uebuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/PHrtHXqAhLU/s320/oct+27th+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7289440857023818054-1119008433577458370?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/1119008433577458370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=1119008433577458370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1119008433577458370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/1119008433577458370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/heres-some-pics.html' title='Here&apos;s Some Pics!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FKdc5s-srbk/SQ-bjHL2DpI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aVghgoL42Lk/s72-c/oct+27th+058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-6830340438664172130</id><published>2008-11-02T23:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:32:10.071-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lots To Write About'/><title type='text'>Yay Razorbacks!</title><content type='html'>We BEAT Tulsa! I can NOT believe it! I was so busy w/ other stuff yesterday that I didn't find out about our AMAZING win until late last night. I can't wait to tell ya'll all about our weekend and my reunion w/ my sister but right now I'm watching CSI so I'll get back to this tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-6830340438664172130?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/6830340438664172130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=6830340438664172130&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6830340438664172130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/6830340438664172130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay-razorbacks.html' title='Yay Razorbacks!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-5513289317602935635</id><published>2008-11-01T23:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:08:46.169-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carry On'/><title type='text'>My Retraction</title><content type='html'>Those myspace posts about Obama...I have no idea if they are true or not! So if you can handle to truth feel free to go fact check them yourselves. I am too lazy! :) I already voted and it obviously wasn't for Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me spreading hate...well I don't hate anyone. I don't hate the man, I'm scared to damn death of him and what he is going to do to our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those posts were posted on my myspace and I found them interesting enough to put them on my blog. Most people already have their minds made up who they are going to vote for I doubt my silly little blog posts will seriously influence anyones decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it does well then that means you voted for McCain and my mission is accomplished! (Just kidding...well, kinda)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-5513289317602935635?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/5513289317602935635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=5513289317602935635&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5513289317602935635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/5513289317602935635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-retraction.html' title='My Retraction'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-4402325045213868018</id><published>2008-10-31T09:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:21:57.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wish Me Luck'/><title type='text'>BUSY WEEKEND</title><content type='html'>Today I have a ton of stuff to do before we head to the school for the kids' halloween parties. As soon as the halloween parties are over we are headed up to my moms to go trick or treating and go to her awesome halloween party! It will be a really fun night. D.J. is going to be an Arkansas Razorback football player, Madison a Razorback Cheerleader, and Spencer is going to be a hotdog from the concession stand. Mom and Dad are going in our Razorback hoodies w/ Razorback tatoos on our faces so we'll be the "fans". I love it! Can't wait to take pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN TOMORROW I AM GOING TO SEE MY SISTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We are going to meet her in Tulsa for either lunch or dinner, not sure yet, but still I am going to SEE MY SISTER for the first time in SIXTEEN YEARS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back tomorrow w/ TONS of pictures! I know I still need to put the other pictures on here. I'll do all the picture posting tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-4402325045213868018?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4402325045213868018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=4402325045213868018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4402325045213868018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4402325045213868018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-weekend.html' title='BUSY WEEKEND'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-3968842920130918290</id><published>2008-10-29T23:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:10:07.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One More From Myspace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="mailto:carbo@bellsouth.netcarbo@bellsouth.net" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" ymailto="mailto:carbo@bellsouth.netcarbo@bellsouth.net"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,'Everyone of voting age should read these two books.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:carbo@bellsouth.netcarbo@bellsouth.net" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" ymailto="mailto:carbo@bellsouth.netcarbo@bellsouth.net"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,'Don't buy them, get them from the library before they are removed from the shelves&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;From Dreams of My Father:'I ceased to advertise my mother's race at the age of 12 or 13, when I began to suspect that by doing so I was ingratiating myself to whites.'&lt;br /&gt; From Dreams of My Father : 'I found a solace in nursing a pervasive sense of grievance and animosity against my mother's race.'&lt;br /&gt; From Dreams of My Father:'There was something about him that made me wary, a little too sure of himself, maybe. And white.'&lt;br /&gt; From Dreams of My Father: 'It remained necessary to prove which side you were on, to show your loyalty to the black masses, to strike out and name names.'&lt;br /&gt; From Dreams of My Father:'I never emulate white men and brown men whose fates didn't speak to my own. It was into my father's image, the black man, son of Africa , that I'd packed all the attributes I sought in myself , the attributes of Martin and Malcolm, DuBois and Mandela.'&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;And FINALLY the Most Damning one of ALL of them!!!&lt;br /&gt;From Audacity of Hope:'I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-3968842920130918290?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3968842920130918290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=3968842920130918290&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3968842920130918290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/3968842920130918290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-more-from-myspace.html' title='One More From Myspace'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7289440857023818054.post-4049485036323383008</id><published>2008-10-29T23:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:05:29.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Me'/><title type='text'>OH</title><content type='html'>I posted a few blog entries tonight so be sure to read them all!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7289440857023818054-4049485036323383008?l=jaimespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4049485036323383008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7289440857023818054&amp;postID=4049485036323383008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4049485036323383008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7289440857023818054/posts/default/4049485036323383008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimespace.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh.html' title='OH'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435547494748488170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcJGLDvNSyw/TXsFAqQfH6I/AAAAAAAAFhM/rqX0dRH8ZAk/s220/Jaime.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
