tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50424176459038862022024-03-13T01:17:32.875-05:00I Barely Survived Yesterday And It Is Already Today!Open-minded, fun loving and out-spoken are just a few words to describe myself and my blog. This is a quick glance into a life of a stay at home mother of three children (twin boys that live with Autism and one little girl). Posts will be more of a ‘melting pot’ variety. No subject is off limits, but the main subjects adhering to my battle with Autism, my experiences in motherhood, and my wonderful marriage. If you feel the need to comment/follow please feel free…I love to meet new people!Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-54251036168818672032009-06-23T13:20:00.000-05:002009-06-23T14:32:36.386-05:00Mommy, Daddy, Boss, Diva = Kiera<div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Lately in my home, my husband and I have been having a continuous argument with our 2 year old daughter. My sweet little angel feels that she does not need to do anything we say, and we feel she needs to do everything we say. Apparently she is confused on who is the boss of the house. We have conversations that go like this all the time:</span></strong></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> Kiera, who is that? <em>(points to mommy)</em></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> ............. <em>(looks at me like "who cares?")</em></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> That's mommy! <em>(smiles really big....points to me and says) MOMMY....</em></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> Mommy! <em>(points to her chest with a big toothy grin)</em></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> No, your not mommy silly...SHE is <em>(points to Mommy)</em></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> Mommy! <em>(points to her chest again)</em></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> No, no, you are Kiera <em>(pats her chest smiling)</em></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> <em>(pats her chest and shrills)</em> MOMMY! </span></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Now of course my husband thinks this is hilarious and starts to laugh...which in turn makes Kiera laugh.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Mommy:</strong> Hey Kiera? Who's this? <em>(As I point to my husband)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> Adam</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> <em>(not laughing anymore)</em> Nooooo...I am Daddy...(<em>drawing out the word daddy very slowly)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> Adam!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> Noooooo....I am Daddy.. <em>(he says again giving me a dirty look for calling him by his name all the time)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Mommy:</strong> Keira sweetie...where's daddy?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> DADDY! <em>(points to herself)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Mommy:</strong> Nope...(<em>walks over to Daddy points at his chest)</em> Daddy<em>...(points to my chest)</em> Mommy<em>...(points to Kiera's chest)</em> Kiera!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> Karwah<em>..(points to herself)</em> Mommy<em>...(points to herself)</em> Daddy! (<em>points to herself)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Mommy:</strong> <em>(sigh...turns around so Kiera can not see her laugh)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> Who's that? (<em>points to Tyler)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera</strong>: Tywer</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> Good girl! Who's that? (<em>points to Dakotah)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> Kowah</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> Good Girl! Who's that? <em>(points to Kiera)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera</strong>: Karwah</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> Good Girl! Who's that? <em>(points to mommy)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> ................. <em>(the look again)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> Who's that? <em>(points to mommy again)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> <em>..................(the who gives a shit look)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> ~sigh~ Ooookay.....who's this? (<em>points to himself)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> ADAM!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Mommy:</strong> <em>(smiles really big)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> Nooooooooo.......I'm Daddy!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> Daddy <em>(points to her chest)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> Where's Mommy?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> MOMMY! (<em>point to her chest)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Mommy:</strong> Noooo, I'm mommy <em>(puts to my chest)</em> You're Kiera....(<em>points to Kiera's chest)</em><strong> </strong>Kiera<em>...(I pat her chest gently)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> Mommy! <em>(pats her chest)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Mommy:</strong> (<em>looks at daddy)</em> See? She thinks she is the boss....I told you! (<em>giggle)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> No, she is just confused. You just need to work with her more. </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Mommy:</strong> No, she knows who we are....she is just being difficult. <em>(in my head I am screaming " <strong>I</strong> need to work with her more? You dick! I work with her all the time!!)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> No, I don't think so....I think she really does think she is Mommy, Daddy, and Kiera.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Mommy:</strong> But not Adam....she's got that down pat. <em>(smile)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> Adam!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> Will you please quit calling me that around her...she is getting confused.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Mommy:</strong> Well, if I didn't have to yell your name all the time because you ignore me....she wouldn't have picked that name up so easy. </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> <em>(sigh)</em> I don't ignore you</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Mommy:</strong> Uh huh....</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> I am deaf in my left ear...you know that</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Mommy:</strong> Well, you can still hear at of the right one now can't you? <em>(crosses arms...then uncrosses them noticing that Kiera is watching)</em> Hey sweetie pie <em>(to Kiera)....</em>we should talk about this later ok Adam?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> ADAM! (<em>points to Daddy)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> (<em>sigh)</em> See?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Mommy:</strong> <em>(laugh I couldn't help myself)</em> Yeah babe, I see... Well, since apparently you have all this under control and I tend to just confuse her I will go grab us dinner. You want me to take one of the boys?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Daddy:</strong> Sounds good...yeah take Tyler with ya, I'll hang out here with the other two and we'll play "Who is that?" with the family pictures. That might help.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Mommy:</strong> Ok. (<em>rolls eyes)</em> Come on Tyler let's go Bye Bye.....Bye hun (<em>kisses Daddy on cheek)</em> Bye Dakotah (<em>blows kiss)</em> Bye Kiera! <em>(blows kiss)</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;">As I am walking down the stairs with Tyler to go out to the garage.....</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Kiera:</strong> Bye! Buh-Bye! Bye Tywer! Buh-Bye! Bye Mama! Buh Bye! Muaaah! (as she blows me a kiss and waves)</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;">I stand there looking at my husband who has the bugged eyes...smile sweetly at him...then look at my daughter....thinking "What a little shit" as I blow her another kiss.</span></strong></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;">I KNEW IT!! SHE KNEW WHO I WAS!! ROFL But Alas...we have the same conversation with her all the time. It is like a friggin game to her. Oh well, at least it keeps life interesting and... I have to say that secretly...I giggle everytime she calls him Adam hee hee She is soooo damned cute! She makes me smile everyday.</span> </div><br /><div></div>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-20686998998397549022009-06-10T12:54:00.000-05:002009-06-10T13:00:28.032-05:00Wordless WednesdayWell, it seems that all I am good for during the week is to bring you my Wed picture lol Hopefully that will change soon, but in the meantime I will try and at least keep this up lol. OH! and since I missed last weeks...I put two on here...enjoy.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345759609669604018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCqofu7XTkO73Q_0IKGadpB5Lg6JOdHE4LxfuOdsLe-T0TATNFZQTvHSvfPAkiGXfjhu3nSV2kbUeZj66MUFZtJ9qQhs9dZW3JDtO0MgSsHPYJd_B69p_UzRmommAZjQKxoUO5SPqybTbj/s400/Rapist+search.jpg" /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">AND</span></div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345759163691446482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjxvprHAlDgQ3yZuDuWOLNMAFcvB07u6KCbousrINhv8USgjPumzdgUd1A1pz4iKPS_VQxoklKBFPHygZn-xWR3QqtX_83t0DKANV6UKkQSKUZgM9gCDKzn3yysonvDdjoORp10lBL3equ/s400/Kid+and+dog.JPG" /><br /><div></div>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-32420983773642077302009-05-27T17:21:00.001-05:002009-05-27T17:53:18.268-05:00Wordless Wednesday<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy86znKwMZXlEjH7-CrIGychXsOuSZqEKB3UBgtX7qcjejslCaQPYaOwm3oRZSeuwR5EqhZJWRl14HHMUWwOXv_433e8YQKu1qUwpbbqizP-JphQsZ4t7DdQYArphF47UFaon1LH2YWxnO/s1600-h/floppy_gansta_crime_money_computers_big0.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340634335982530818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy86znKwMZXlEjH7-CrIGychXsOuSZqEKB3UBgtX7qcjejslCaQPYaOwm3oRZSeuwR5EqhZJWRl14HHMUWwOXv_433e8YQKu1qUwpbbqizP-JphQsZ4t7DdQYArphF47UFaon1LH2YWxnO/s400/floppy_gansta_crime_money_computers_big0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Well....I guess not completely wordless, but still damn funny!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>---------------------</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Since apprently I have no track of time and I can't believe a week has already passed since my last post, I would like to take this opportuity to send out Big Kisses and a Thank you to Jaime over @ <a href="http://whatihavetosay2day.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Red Red Whine</a> ! She has gave me the "Your Blog is Fabulous" award awhile back. I am so sorry it took me soooooo long to accept it. Thank you hun! I think you are pretty fabulous too! </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340638130692111490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNDBFZzMnI-XqlFexCO91byhXuyb27jWUTWddaA-i7VYyW-j7G1P_AzIBohxHhE-6SzFwLwX30zhZQ0mX0tmD-ift9fG4i61aAtzSJpwqY25IfIPowr7YjxAQBuSr438-43d53cofBYs02/s400/Fabulous.jpg" border="0" /></div></div><br /><p> </p><p>I think these blogs are also Fabulous, so I pass this award to them:</p><p>1. <a href="http://mssalti.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Tales from the Salti Peaks</a> </p><p>2. <a href="http://ambersmilz.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">A look into the common life of an ordinary housewife...</a> </p><p>3. <a href="http://jjinla.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">The World According To J.J. in L.A.</a> </p><p>4. <a href="http://breedemandweep-angie.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Breed 'em and Weep</a> </p><p>5. <a href="http://mommayoungs-at-home.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Momma Young's @ Home</a> </p>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-31224902215639230972009-05-20T15:00:00.000-05:002009-05-20T15:00:06.560-05:00Wordless Wednesday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg7fcaN0zsoLF79ZuKg3bDE3fVT_GO0tFPHP3W4ECJCovUTUnBWLWl9M2c6yfoFBsDGal-TiRsgJBmzfI24ZBRY1Alk-K0SPHjimBaQGNZmGA1JRvTOMyBRxBZnNy2s4siim9pH18qTx6o/s1600-h/ert6hsetdfd000.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337642294323665074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg7fcaN0zsoLF79ZuKg3bDE3fVT_GO0tFPHP3W4ECJCovUTUnBWLWl9M2c6yfoFBsDGal-TiRsgJBmzfI24ZBRY1Alk-K0SPHjimBaQGNZmGA1JRvTOMyBRxBZnNy2s4siim9pH18qTx6o/s400/ert6hsetdfd000.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br />Hmmmm...not sure what this sign is for, but I am sure I have the wrong idea. :-)Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-84940300929182640322009-05-19T15:16:00.000-05:002009-05-19T16:01:32.599-05:00In and Out...making it FASTI know I have been MIA ....again...but once again I would like to say "I am still alive" <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Whoooooo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">hooooooooo</span>! I don't have much time so I am making this post a quick one.<br /><br />1. I miss you guys A LOT!!<br /><br />2. Husband is still Laid-off...money getting REALLY tight.<br /><br />3. I love having my husband home, so having mixed feelings about him. I know I should push him to get a job, on the other hand we had SUCH a crazy schedule that I kinda want him to take his time and we could try and leave off the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">unemployment</span> a little longer.<br /><br />4. My sons are doing really well in school (which ends this week) We have now done a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">IEP</span> (Individual Education Program) to determine how next year will go. I am happy to say that both of them will be going all day next year. it will be rough, but we are hoping for the best.<br /><br />5. My stress level has gone done (believe it or not) and I started <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">exercising</span> some...SORT OF like I planned <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">lol</span>. My stresses are still here, but they are of a different kind :-)<br /><br />6. I have been making time for ME lately. (A <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">little</span> too much time I think) To the point where NOW I feel guilty that I do not do anything around here or something. SIGH...I don't know what my problem is. I mean I DO do stuff....I just feel I don't do enough and that I am taking advantage of the fact that my husband is home.<br /><br />7. I am having a Girl's Night here soon (June 12<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">th</span>) it will be my first one since Jan. I can't wait. I miss <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">My</span> friends a lot <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">lol</span> We all have such busy lives now that we barely even talk to each other let alone see each other. The Vodka will be flowing that night!!!!!! (BTW Invitations have not gone out, I am still planning it)<br /><br />8. The reason I have not been on here is.....I am have a good time. :-) I'm still have troubles evening out my computer time (equal time for each activity I do on the computer blogs, email, games, music, etc) But I am going to try harder!<br /><br />9. I have an award to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">accept</span>, but I do not have the time ATM. I will accept it on my next post! KISSES<br /><br />10. My daughter is doing EXCELLENT in school. They have decided to boost her up to the next level of classroom, because they feel she is too advanced for her class now. YIPPIE! It makes me proud!<br /><br />Miss you all! Time is up!<br /><br />PS Sorry about the typosNeedsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-11896255221940682922009-04-15T12:25:00.000-05:002009-04-15T12:39:38.834-05:00Wordless Wednesday<div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZFjJ-JOM6TCWafmMHAN_g2TAztrexPHYilU-rz8rT7t5FWRgV2WUyB6ccOUcjvowT7BbGVW0Qfm87h2fIV8jmpvvsF3wWCSgarQcH9tsS-599lnsTe6vIWck6m-4JpcXqaayBWb4IuWUh/s1600-h/only_jimmy_leaned_left_.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324972590125078978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZFjJ-JOM6TCWafmMHAN_g2TAztrexPHYilU-rz8rT7t5FWRgV2WUyB6ccOUcjvowT7BbGVW0Qfm87h2fIV8jmpvvsF3wWCSgarQcH9tsS-599lnsTe6vIWck6m-4JpcXqaayBWb4IuWUh/s400/only_jimmy_leaned_left_.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#6600cc;">Notice only one guy "leans" left? lol<br /><br /></div></span><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></div><div><br /><br /></div><div><span style="color:#6600cc;">And......</span> </div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324973421772684466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy2ILCiqkDUBBcKLHVVvtO_yeO98M0flIdFDQDYiGZMbkvLiZ_xYLnauUFRJV2Hp81saDeXJXK9-LzIHIpgUrlnvAbi6mTfimFwZXt6ZIDoZOEEhXktfMYpAGAx8aEb2zDyV_Zx8ESVIJa/s400/Autism+April.gif" border="0" /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324972954263895618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFS_QyAMziqAsfvl5n2yRWkZOmL8F6V4Lj2WPCotnGhDNwtJr0MzBTlFtrL9-OntK1q9pXGFdmmRII9j1OMxJbfFnnwzrdrcvMtJffFj7ernzsCYr3E30SuxaUT7jZeoa9fugA5bppEqGL/s400/autism+symtoms.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324973714834223730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY3uDu0CjZLTSvmzNsnWCT78zActDmEilTk1Igo3810hbtMcoKfhUEjYVrSmxYUZ8S4SdZx41d5kprgjHUFkYVRPE5tFAmOpVheMSLf3h-fCXl_Zk1nuskqrHL0nTd_lIZuCTTQjEYR7IF/s400/AutisticChild.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><br /> </div><div></div></div>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-33753542622695019082009-04-01T14:30:00.000-05:002009-04-01T14:30:01.670-05:00Addicted to Blog Love<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMBWTnmG7liZ2nl1CCQ8jvrLw7lsXhGS0gdnXo3z1dE4WXEzsjSp4Xz7-slK8OtkKoE3Mo0FwY-weKhie4whCZYefkLJHPyhInAkTJBNmSnK7LmUzumtlox-x7sBoEOIAxIlEshBxoS2H2/s1600-h/Blog.jpg"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319785590392408274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMBWTnmG7liZ2nl1CCQ8jvrLw7lsXhGS0gdnXo3z1dE4WXEzsjSp4Xz7-slK8OtkKoE3Mo0FwY-weKhie4whCZYefkLJHPyhInAkTJBNmSnK7LmUzumtlox-x7sBoEOIAxIlEshBxoS2H2/s400/Blog.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">I don't know about you, but I absolutely love coming back to my blog and seeing all those people who took time to stop by and drop me a line. lol In my previous blog I mentioned that I was going to try my damnedest to keep up with my blog because I really do enjoy it. Due to my absence, I have gotten behind on all your wonderful lives and blogs. lol So, these last couple days I have spent just reading blogs and spreading blog love to everyone I can. </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">WOW, a lot had been happening in blog world and it seems I am NOT the only one going through life changes and are in a type of funk. I am also not the only who is determined to turn it around and take control of their lives again. (GOOD FOR YOU!) It does seem to make me feel better reading everyones' blogs and their comments on mine, NOT because Misery loves company, but because I feel like my blogger friends and I our more of a support group for one another. :-) It is amazing how a bunch of strangers with a common interest like blogging, can help each other get through some of the rough times in life. Not to mention, give great feedback and suggestions on so many subjects. SO, I just wanted to take the time and a say a few things to my blogger friends out there!<br /></span></div><div><br /><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">First things first!</span></strong></div><div><div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">During my absence I have received two awards from my fellow bloggers and I would like to take a moment to thank them properly. My first award that was given to me is the Rose Award from WalkingInADream over @ </span><a href="http://dreamscomestolife.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Fantasy Is A Strong Weapon</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;">. Apparently this is for being beautiful and just being me! What a wonderful award, thank you so much Walking! It takes one to know one! Love and kisses to you. </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><span style="color:#cc0000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319508080309597362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip47sKRCuFTQJzAR4cU2raf3gWtn9YavHOKPmFGUzkOq8bkQQ_CWhm6wb08h_vHBKbmdgCTO1-6tB8zg5xSUOpMKXR-dz7_T5se1GBofFUivKygPGQg-vhh-N9mLUXuTcEJKvjZzPXt9lE/s400/You_are_the_rose_in_my_life.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">My second award was given to me by the lovely Momma Young over @</span><a href="http://mommayoungs-at-home.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">http://mommayoungs-at-home.blogspot.com/</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;">. She awarded me the Friendship Award. Thank you so much sweetie!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319508352475150386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQhcnlMnrFN5eBHLP_a9GKqh1mU4mtcDwjPMiihQfvidDU4aS3khhbvs4v1MfQdA1Q2EDwSfrOQYhzq3JVsK3HFn5o0Ktn4nt3-hf9wSRMUP_aPBXn3YXrz7ZZF7Onsaj7n4cysZxzbV1w/s400/friendship-award1.jpg" border="0" /><em>"The Friendship Award is given to blogs that are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to those bloggers who must choose at least 5 more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award.”</em><br /><br />My Five:</span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">1. </span><a href="http://whatihavetosay2day.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Red Red Whine</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">2. </span><a href="http://mssalti.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Tales from the Salti Peaks</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">3. </span><a href="http://withlovesincerely.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">w/ Love, Sincerely - Posh Mom's Diary</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">4. </span><a href="http://brooke-gluecklich.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Yada, Yada, Yada....</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">5. </span><a href="http://jjinla.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">The World According To J.J. in L.A.</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">Next order of business:</span></strong></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">I just wanted to say to: </span></div><div><a href="http://erinscircle.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">...coming full circle....again and again</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://ambersmilz.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">A look into the common life of an ordinary housewife...</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://www.extraneous-kickassery.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Extraneous Kickassery</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://dreamscomestolife.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Fantasy Is A Strong Weapon</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span><a href="http://avm0525.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">I'm Happy...Damn It</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span><a href="http://inmyoveractivehead.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">In My Over Active Head</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span><a href="http://lessonsfromthebar.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Lessons From the Bar</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span><a href="http://nosexandthecity1975.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">No Sex and the City</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span><a href="http://organizedchaos-beckado29.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Organized chaos</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://sooo-this-is-life.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Purge</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span><a href="http://angela-mylifeblog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">My Life...This Is My Therapy</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://brotherwhatthe.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">BrotherO's Little Fiefdom</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"><em>I know you haven't posted in awhile and you probably won't read this during this time, but I just wanted to let you know that I miss you and I hope you come back soon. From their last post most of these people are just out there living life. Good for you! RL is more important and I will still be here when you decide to write again. I am patient and I am not the kind of blogger that drops you if you haven't posted in a while.</em> ~Hugs</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">WELCOME BACK!</span></strong></div><div><a href="http://seetiggerbounce.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Now What</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://breedemandweep-angie.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Breed 'em and Weep</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://green-like-the-color.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Dance Shoes and Combat Boots</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://tinydiva.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Hairstyles for the mini Diva</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em> </div><div><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Last time I was on, you had been MIA for a little while....Love your blogs and I am glad to see you back writing again. Keep it up!</span></em></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">Kudos to the following!! </span></strong></div><div><a href="http://waitresswheresmymartini.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">I Need a Martini Mom</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span><a href="http://lifeintheslowlane-kendra.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Life in the slow lane</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://mommayoungs-at-home.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">http://mommayoungs-at-home.blogspot.com/</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://everydaysoap.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">My Everyday Soap (Opera!)</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span><a href="http://whatihavetosay2day.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Red Red Whine</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span><a href="http://withlovesincerely.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">w/ Love, Sincerely - Posh Mom's Diary</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://brooke-gluecklich.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Yada, Yada, Yada....</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://smoochntell.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Lipstick Diaries</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"><em>These bloggers are usually up on their game and are blogging away all the time with great stories and interesting topics. Quite a few of them were just down right hilarious! Always a good thing! Even when I wasn't writing anything, sometimes I would just log on to read a few of them here and there.</em> </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">My Apologies to the following:</span></strong></div><div><a href="http://mels-lifeinthecube.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Life in the Cube</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span><a href="http://twistedlisa.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">My Twisted Blog</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://mssalti.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Tales from the Salti Peaks</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://momjeansblogger.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">The Soccer Mom Files</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://www.theparksfarm.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">The (Trailer) Parks Farm</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://jjinla.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">The World According To J.J. in L.A.</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><div><a href="http://theonecurlyfry.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Unspoken Words From that One Curly Fry in the Box of the Regular</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span><a href="http://venomscrown.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Venom, Secrets, & Lies</span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">I had just started to follow these blogs or they had just started to follow me...then I disappeared...fell off the face of the blogging world. I am sorry. :-) Hope we change that LOL Hopefully, you hadn't given up on me.</span></em></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Anyway, I just had to get that off my chest :-) Off to go read today's posts! I'll write more later!</span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">P.S. What is this Wordless Wednesday thingy? Can anyone help a girl out? I think it looks like fun, but I am not sure on the rules and such.</span></div><div> </div></div>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-43500682952881423052009-03-24T16:30:00.000-05:002009-03-24T16:30:07.985-05:00It's Time To Rise....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikDIC7JUk1An-YmnOPVi5fbdh1TJY8yO4AIvH8lYWwzBlbclAtis5pJ7yG8zichA7G0E8OFPCd5MCkD9guHAryvTlVQjO3XhIV01bOuVoN3WBLxa-6cSwRJF9LOH9HmyFP6BtDv9nCi6PW/s1600-h/Shitcreek.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316827894755274738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikDIC7JUk1An-YmnOPVi5fbdh1TJY8yO4AIvH8lYWwzBlbclAtis5pJ7yG8zichA7G0E8OFPCd5MCkD9guHAryvTlVQjO3XhIV01bOuVoN3WBLxa-6cSwRJF9LOH9HmyFP6BtDv9nCi6PW/s400/Shitcreek.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc0000;">So.... I do not know about you.....but I have been in a funk for about the last three months. I have spurts of energy that usually do not last long. Sometimes I have a great day and then by the next I am feeling "funky" again. Sigh. I have lost interest in many things that I used to enjoy very much. I also have a really hard time committing my time to more than one fun activity. For instance, if I am reading a good book (which I have been reading A LOT lately) I do not watch my movies, play my games, blog, or email. I stay with the reading until I have had my fill, then I go to my next activity I feel like doing...Hence the reason for my absence on my blog.</span><br /><div><div><div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">SIGH..... I have had no energy, no drive, feet guilty about my kids all the time.....and so on.... At night after my kids go to bed I try and do the "fun things," but I have been just too tired...though I can't sleep. I am so restless at night and I never end up sleeping until about 2am. I know this sounds a lot like depression, but I do not think it is. Well, maybe a little bit... I think I will chuck it up to worry and the feel of losing control over my life. (I am kind of a control freak) It is really starting to mess with me lol. So many things in my life are being turned upside down or they are at a stand-still. Despite my hard work and effort, I just feel like I am going nowhere fast! As I lie awake at night I wonder:</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">What do I need to do tomorrow?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Did I get everything done today?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Does anybody else work this hard?</span> </div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Am I a good parent?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">What else can I do to make my children's life better?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Do my kids love me?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">How are we going to get through this?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Is he going to be able to get another job?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">What are going to do about medical?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Did I pay this bill?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Did I lock the doors?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Does he still love me for who I am?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Does anyone care?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Does this really matter?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">So what?!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Why do I have to make all the decisions?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">What should I do next?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Am I turning into a basket case?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Why can't I go to SLEEP!??</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Do I need another drink?</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Am I happy?..........................</span></div><br /><div><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">These and MANY more unanswered questions entered my mind......now for those who know me.....I DO NOT have a low self esteem...I love my husband....I love children...I love myself (hee hee...very true.) I very rarely second guess myself, let alone my life. But ALL of us get in a "Funk." </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">I can remember when it all started too. Since then there have been a series of events that just multiplying enough to keep me down. Mine started off as a pregnancy scare....which to tell you the truth, I probably wouldn't minded having another child, but the time is not right and it seems mine are destined for some kind of developmental delay of some kind..../cry......alot. Then of course I kept getting sick..... then my daughter was accepted for a school to be apart of a class for the developmentally delayed....(which was great, but at the same time very heart-breaking.....) Then of course my husband got his "notice" at work and will be laid off in Mar.....and it just kinda snowballs from there....blah blah blah...feel sorry for me pfffftt. </span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316826904740542642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmJGbph_9bDCsolO_k_6aJxQUEmFfjhJVe5JB-ElVqpuWVk9CPo2qvSRO1a3NZhbxRIK4874Xq_-lyeyhnfOucp_Ckjjj1EiC_Y916uiAs2i19jjQ9-aRAUOZHMKprh-PQVrZSZvHtMnT-/s400/growl.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#cc0000;">I am just sick of how things are going and decided to do something about it. It is time to rise above my problems and cut this shit out! I need to gain the feeling of control over my life again. Here is my plan of attack...(if anyone else is in a funk, please feel free to try it with me) :-)</span><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>1.</strong> I wrote out a list of everything I felt like I needed to do sometime in the near future. I put EVERYTHING on this list that I ever though about doing around the house, in the yard, for the kids, etc. I even put very simple things that are REALLY easy to do, but I just NEVER have the time to do it. Now this list I kept to chores and such. Example: 1) Fix Doorbell 2) Get Hair cut 3) Clean out closet 4) Gather up all pictures around the house.....</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>2.</strong> Now that I have my huge list (5 pages long) I decide to try and do ONE thing of that list every day. I told myself it was just a reminder of everything I need to do...no pressure. But when you do it, MARK IT OFF...it feels so good to do so. </span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>3.</strong> NOW...make a list of fun things you like to do. Make sure to list things that are fun and simple you can do around your house or outside AND THEN add a few things that are fun that will get you out of the house. Do 1 of those everyday. That way you make time for something fun for yourself. If the timing permits it...leave the house for a fun activity.</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>4.</strong> Today I went to the doctor to talk with them about my increased number of migraines in the last couple months. I also went ahead and threw in my "Women Appointment" too. They told me I was extremely stressed and prescribed me some pills that will help me in my extremely stressful situations. I hope they work. Whenever I get REALLY stressed out I take on of them and just keep going on about my day. Sounds good in theory right? Well, I hope that is they way it works.</span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316825758632918738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV7dljv1Ar2xlXjHxhvXt7ovAtsUaV3V-SCIiyHzrGlJKe75nH8pAzcL9D-KhPbmjGdXCcuhxePMWpDoRkEGVnJ_8BD8ue4arGX8Lckmth8z8U_n4_cFQh0NmgXcWV4iAQH21ryp21_D9c/s400/Fuckitol.JPG" border="0" /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>5.</strong> I have also joined a "Cause." I am helping to try and get a important bill passed here in Kansas that will effect my children's progress in our fight with Autism. It is the House Bill 2094/SB 207. I will not go into all the details about it since most of you do not even live here in this state, but it would open SO MANY doors for my children and give them so many opportunities that have been just dangling in front of them for years. We have been at a frustrating roadblock with these programs and we feel (at home) we have done everything we can at this point...now it is time for these other programs and we can't, because my boys are on waiting lists...6 of them I think. :-( Anyway, it makes me feel like I am actually doing something for my kids again and helping spread awareness to those who need it. (Which is A LOT most people do not know shit about Autism) If you are in Kansas please look at this site </span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/Invisiblekansans.com"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Invisiblekansans.com</span></a> </div><div><br /></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">If you do not have something like that to get behind...try and volunteer or donate just a LITTLE bit. It will make you feel good about yourself. It is always nice to help others.</span></div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316823315970690114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFwP4xVtQTIWQ2lAHj9uiR0r1p7sg3R5NhOdQXlWIKj2vOOZz-aFlsZHPyOiVkXLc22WQcMsvRDKLk5n2sxrPH5KNCTqjov0mRSdo_J_rjklmtdMUCledp5Luorevwas3kZQzFTUFqij6n/s400/Moms.jpg" border="0" /> <em><span style="color:#cc0000;">P.S....in April I have to warn you I will be on my Soap-box spreading the good word about Autism :-)</span></em><br /><br /><p><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>6.</strong> My last thing I am trying at the moment is every night after the kids go to bed, I stretch. It feels wonderful and you can almost feel the tension just flowing out of your body. Eventually, I hope that this will turn into my exercise time, but for now I am satisfied with stretching. you have to start somewhere right?</span></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316823051943852450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAvElH641c9g2lHUNEnrlmBkOvjod4EUmpgT4Jfh-w4Ij2iZqij_OEjbJQ_FeoGT0FONugYk7iqAhM3MHVOZXgRlZ0XF4G-mvkQTBG_sxcD-1wHOVrAbu8vEqnwolvh1G8_WvNLw30SH_w/s400/Exercise.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color:#cc0000;">So anyway, that is my plan for now. It has been a good start for me and I hope I will continue to keep my drive and maybe bounce back to my old self. Of course I am going to try blog more when I can. BTW, I have not read all of my last comments. I will read those and hopefully make my rounds to everyones' blog this evening to say hello and catch up on all your lives as well. I missed you guys and I hope you are all doing well.</span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">If you have any suggestions that you think my help me in my fight please feel free to post, I would love to hear them! </span></div><div></div><div><div></div><div><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-36079624921776367712009-02-21T11:45:00.000-06:002009-02-21T14:10:27.980-06:00Is it Hot in here?I have to say that I found this week so much fun. A whole week of hot guys...who could complain about that? Today I have another hottie for you. His name is Milo Ventimiglia...who is that you say? He is one of the main charaters in the TV show Heroes. I am sure he has played in other movies or shows, but this is what I know him from. When I first say him in season 1 of Heroes I thought he was "cute"... but not sexy. As I watch the show, he just keeps getting sexier and sexier. Especialy now that he trimmed up his hair.<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><br /> </div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305340088364584786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVUxNYNA0EZ-9nan1ClhRRbqmAcF_Js6dEfaaGxAicFzCjI7pbdsGWfY2xL-wK_x1UZeSObx6YiI4-bvjJCYBbCW-MkEH93Ydh7yTO6hlguGVuWbEOqoqzNGEz9LOmnbpMR-ZBM0EEWZzl/s400/Milo-Photoshoot-milo-ventimiglia-1925984-420-630.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305340645325867618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7h19POXbFs9-5NNiI1hNlIkvFnDyZ3Y8IOdq9_2j9nLMryZD87uC6Nfnn663qZLizfWM-8cVAFofSXBrm837iPkB6DFPQmUoabmrxlrEqrF-X-02wdwNXzmiR1-cfdZ4jIGF2zsSAeWBe/s400/article-0-01272D0A00000578-5_306x423.jpg" border="0" /> </div><br /><br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305340906663954706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWsWztwEgzjdLg2DS2MzCU9us4PldFel1PoWTlGRwE63qgwLUzdhYK3vpAsEly6kT0FgDN64rMrSPWIGrFtMpE4De3pcyuUy9YpYIPH4v1Rpnh2z1a5lfqrLI66SYTgWNb3ozY7pxmSa9s/s400/Heros+Peter.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305341070603026018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_TSiRKT7q1Tlx55XgYEIVwLhxfnqugIwC5g4i2x2-znW8M_uiBBkVl7QD-kQ0jKbUaItj33DQCX3Abvx6hSnN13jkPVO-CwM_076fMqysB12rhVQMpSuo_SqcZotL3vIsuow1QN742r6X/s400/32602413.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305343813937684066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPD4Eqs9P6RAPg-owttlpbYIwjGR6Nd7cPDRVD2RwTS_yKMls9oNi-FVW5AmLKKVysL7epiqTrzg2zbba6q5HnwyDLGguLE-S0woS_4lddHsO1qN6CLBE6ggf_rXAVVGGM-YZsJiuFX7mX/s400/milov_shirtless1.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305343817905594290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijCrmcYXIJMIXwMYeBkuFR4qUTE1gjNLVtStH3uhQfPxeMwTHjGz6NlEFwAhnrT_oO5SrAxO9pcC3FFE8ixCeblVjCf0fdOLz5cmG2Dsh9dEmKNIKAmaG6qPwMZckaaKNtLWWMm8zIIoiG/s400/milo-ventimiglia-2-high.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305343822088977746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr8THka228Z1FH6F0XZv822_JA1qtO4Rlt_Y-fBRK-5rm69GB5pqNvKGvE_3Xx2Iq0OyZNkCjaDSQVJvyNM1Zx5igtWeXfTHlBUcp57RNFG2cmR1kkVnSucHbRJ7MLvnnL47DhVS3iL9IR/s400/normal_0001.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><strong>MILO VENTIMIGLIA</strong> </div><div><strong>Born:</strong> Milo Ventimiglia, but his first agent wanted to change it to Milo Vent. </div><div><strong>Birthday:</strong> July 8, 1977. </div><div><strong>Sign:</strong> Cancer. </div><div><strong>Home:</strong> Orange County, California. </div><div><strong>Big break:</strong> Playing Jess Mariano on the WB’s Gilmore Girls. </div><div><strong>First job:</strong> A bit part on The Fresh Prince of Bel Air. </div><div><strong>Upcoming projects:</strong> Cursed, directed by Wes Craven, and a Gilmore Girls spin-off series. </div><div><strong>Britney or Christina:</strong> Brody Armstrong. </div><div><strong>Favorite guy’s guy:</strong> Sean Penn. </div><div><strong>Favorite bands:</strong> The Germs, Black Flag, the Distillers. </div><div><strong>Cars:</strong> 1967 Chevrolet Chevelle and a Chevy Tahoe. Pet peeve: “Inconsiderate drivers.” </div><div><strong>Idols:</strong> His parents. </div><div><strong>Favorite designer:</strong> Volcom. </div><div><strong>Favorite author:</strong> Charles Bukowski. </div><div><strong>Favorite old TV show:</strong> “I don’t watch much TV.” </div><div><strong>Catchphrase:</strong> “My middle finger gets a lot of use.” </div><div> </div><div>Well, I am off to enjoy my Saturday. Tonight I am going to Sal's Japanese Steakhouse! Yummy!!</div><div>Hope you all have a great Staurday as well!</div><div> </div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-26469456199382157562009-02-20T11:45:00.000-06:002009-02-20T12:39:50.119-06:00Sexy Man Newcomer....<div><div><div><div><div><div><div><span style="color:#000099;">Well, my next <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">hottie</span> is one that barely makes the list.......because of his age. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">lol</span> I thought it would be fair of me to add this MAN to the list. Some of you may not agree with me on this one but that is just tough. :-) He is 19 years old (20 in July) and is one of the world's most <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">eligible</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">bachelors</span>. He hit stardom as a child and is now trying to break the shackles of the title "child." I always sympathize to those type of rising stars. Having people take you as a serious adult when all they see is that "innocent child" has got to be rough. I remember growing up that I couldn't WAIT to be an adult and make my own decisions. So, here is one less person he has to persuade that he is a man.....and a sexy one at that.</span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;">I give you Daniel Radcliffe......<br /></span><br /></div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304942801720757234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbOt7RBYnMGfJmCk4Ke-K6_0rQtcMbsDkrE4G-oS_11Bz2Tt9oSvk8pM8q1oHQRtQfqjPBktOsOzP-Z8KkLL_vxrASr1vFnfY7Lt3Pek5ucBkylBLRmlYlK2pr9YFmh5FJGfKbpySXANmG/s400/daniel-radcliffe_l.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304942949796218226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7S_TPpvfD25f6Og0Bexj6qcjCVlERyhuQt2AX-Z81jEKByHz1wdkUcvV9c8LEe0zm2FgrAmwP4hNgOo3zZzYuh3m1OehIH7d0M04HcHugm2g4dsHpIeGwD7n0Ty1cu_C4BUFpvOxMBdVm/s400/daniel_radcliffe_2007_01.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943078192463154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOarI4SpybRR5rFRekCDnyTH_xMy7YXu8Ie1Pr5bhTTbdr5IbvGXH7ZNxo-ujWP3yMQbkO_aYnqrjTApoF9QwlyCw5mBoO3h4tzbJsUAskhwdznyTgIuQB9Nv0NL279YuspmohUSlVPxZ_/s400/Daniel-Radcliffe.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304942614892603858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEKsmOhXnShxItXKFBjQRFGQl3vmQUwu3wiMOxuez2YhMkO2mUPejk6tx94XNAkeOGHaxGc3S5Ainx21IuZXBIR8kkj7XeeZ-4S1z0wotyJXG6YrjoiX1kX9J-lU6JKP9LrOWJsuyP8Ctx/s400/auctionDanielRadcliffe.jpg" border="0" /> </div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304948040586420946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsdt8r2iB2a4STRDmmuZZUJJ5LMpX35S20GQ8xHo_t1PX2qehSlSSIMtfEwV83fHEpu-0x6bvD3wzbXGHUHalfRz0PFybRX_yHo30QLDYENDMcgBm4bfPzhua3WzhYTtguxUVLKAa-NmnD/s400/daniel-radcliffe-equus-broadway.jpg" border="0" /><br /></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;">Still not <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">convinced</span>? The next photos are of him in a play called <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Equus</span>. In the play, Daniel bares all...but not in these pics. I chose ones that leave a little to the imagination.</span> </div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943882534695218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS_7aTrZWpcQx89HYGk5a_seu_rdcGIy4iWC9m86DhJonWPYTU5VksQgEMxdVmA3BlmfUTIxX2REhj7sF_eGxcQRJmMYMGFjXr_5BgAdDy_j8wc0wZqGvhK5cw6_qlhqNhlYVGpu6Ea_LL/s400/Equus.bmp" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;">Linda <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Winer</span> of </span><a href="http://www.newsday.com/services/newspaper/printedition/friday/partii/ny-etequus5856783sep26,0,5529122.story"><span style="color:#000099;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Newsday</span></span></a><span style="color:#000099;"> enthused, <em>"The actor, tiny but a commanding feral presence, manages to be both extraordinarily lucid and mysterious as Alan <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Strang</span>, the alienated provincial English boy who literally worships horses but blinds six of them in an explosion of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">psychosexual</span> religiosity. Radcliffe, despite the visceral physicality of the role, appears supremely comfortable in his own skin — and, yes, kids, thanks to the nude scene, we get to see all of it."</em><br /></span></div><div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943312480634658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge_RQZUW3PX8GfTSbWwnjIWNfTVNlTeZfry2r2-ctzOaKvp1U5YU0jA4mxRC3rcSq0RKmm1jCG3kTs3j7duNMPQ6xdeoISkVxC3QM5kAD-x8C3uqJAdT6AVP25-IFGWEgnnFm-gUtssd90/s400/daniel-radcliffe-photo-sexy.jpg" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304948832181701826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi2FKEjIAyhOmHo0URSF8ECN_EM1njlmGvoGkZWL7T1ox210ZaqvRnhHhvgkdlaKpgwaI-Exl5TjkN6AlZxdADsjLQm0vCZOBWVTf5Vz7zqiE9SWPaw03F6Ihmvt9N_2BGqN-FSX4dVgqg/s400/Equus+face.bmp" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943678429556306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIE_h880zm3tl2YwPHQf5lo6lvtPigPXab3YqvEAx6J9jFenzYSubKP6NvjykqrFJPp7kAmRntUEpGDoGlhCU56hic2VYCqBALVJrRastxMI5clG4y_OAaM7GRmALaMProtXiPloHKcS6d/s400/htradcliffeequuskp5.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color:#000099;"><em>“Offended mothers were calling up and saying I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">shouldn</span>’t be doing this, that they <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">weren</span>’t going to go see it,”</em> Radcliffe admitted recently. <em>“OK, don’t see it. They’re treating it like it’s pornography, and it’s not. It’s only seven minutes at the end of the play when I’m naked, and I’m 19 now.”</em> (Great answer Daniel)</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Some Fun Facts:</span></strong><strong><br /></div></strong><div><span style="color:#000099;">Was ranked #6 on Forbes List of The 20 Top-Earning Young Superstars.(2007). </span></div><div><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Named #23 on Empire Magazine's 100 Sexiest Movie Stars. (2007). </span></div><div><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Was ranked #10 on Yahoo! List of 10 Most Popular Stars of 2007 on Yahoo! Movies. (2007). </span></div><div><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Was ranked #79 on Forbes List of The Celebrity 100. (2007).</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"><br />In 2007, Forbes Magazine estimated his earnings for the year at $15 million. </span></div><div><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Was ranked #29 on Entertainment <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Weekly's</span> '30 Under 30' the actors list.(2008). </span></div><div><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Was ranked #3 on TV Guide Top 10 Teen Star Countdown (2008). </span></div><div><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Was ranked #8 on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Moviefone's</span> 'The 25 Hottest Actors Under 25'(2008). </span></div><div><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Named as one of London's 1000 most influential people of 2008. </span></div><div><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Ranked #11 on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">MSN's</span> top searched for stars under age 25 in 2008. </span></div><div><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Ranked #1 on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">MSN's</span> top searched for male in 2007. </span></div><div><br /><span style="color:#000099;">In the 2003 Comic Relief fundraiser, a lock of Dan's hair sold at auction for 751 British pounds, the highest amount raised. </span></div><div><br /><span style="color:#000099;">In 2008, Dan and the cast of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Equus</span> raised $203,746 for the charity, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">BroadwayCares</span>/<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">EquityFightsAids</span> 20<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">th</span> Gypsy of the Year competition, setting a record for the most ever raised by a Broadway play. They not only beat the amount raised by other Broadway musicals but also came runner up for the best presentation, again beating out every other musical with their own song and dance. (The winning presentation was the Lion King's). Dan wrote and sang the song.</span></div><div><br /><span style="color:#000099;">A February 23, 2004 article in British newspaper 'The Sun' listed him as Britain's third richest teenager behind only </span><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1056412/"><span style="color:#000099;">Prince Harry Windsor</span></a><span style="color:#000099;"> and </span><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0161355/"><span style="color:#000099;">Charlotte Church</span></a><span style="color:#000099;">. He is said to be worth 5 million pounds.</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"><br />Has earned 6 million pounds so far portraying Harry Potter, making him the second richest teenage in Britain behind </span><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1056412/"><span style="color:#000099;">Prince Harry Windsor</span></a><span style="color:#000099;">'s 14 million pounds. [2004]<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;">Named Britain's richest teenager with an astounding 23 million pound fortune, after he signed on a 8 million pound deal to make the fifth movie of the Harry Potter series. [Now]</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>Is he a man or what? If I was ten years younger......sigh</strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div></div></div></div></div></div>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-21655064678956089822009-02-19T17:04:00.000-06:002009-02-19T18:47:36.416-06:00Forecast: Still Raining....<span style="color:#990000;"> So I did the ultimate Bad Boy yesterday...today I am doing the ultimate sweet, adorable, sensuous, sexy, all around nice guy.... Josh Harnett.<br /></span><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304671074111729858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic-uelyIf5JEu_e6udFtE5_88Op7eVVCQP_eu7r6hGpqdPhhn4r2ScJoaaeO3l99XMGCK261nKoIi7XZ3uN8O6ngraUNLhLrhkXX7E6b8YOepGKV_cePUcPJ0K8oFdSGWRYOTc6tQRPYx7/s400/Josh.bmp" border="0" /></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;">I just love this guy. I first saw him in a so-so- movie called The Faculty...anyone see this one? It was alright...not great. Of course even back then he was hot. Since then, he has been many movies such as Blackhawk Down (Great Movie!), Peral Harbor, Sin City, and one of my personal favorites 40 Days and 40 Nights. In all these movies (even in the one where he was an assassin) he comes across as sensitive, caring, and sweet. Anyone else just love the flower scene in 40 Day and 40 Nights? WHEW....turned me on! Also, I just love his eyes!</span></div><div> </div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304671886381943138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfx1lgtYT8U4WCAsSJyRZbpzeRDkv79nEPTR7EA8fVB7dRGzTwTdqRhd3ZrTDOi3pSeHX-uj74s0QV-m6RYgpuI7xoAlK7GSQJsH0kFHe5oQsQp6yWaNe3r6MHHBdWzpWVxIldKPIUJCW/s400/josh_hartnett_02.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304672415327965666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRXXHHxFip3aKNr0xpVsK35KnrUrvXizDNVHbWeaOm2N51HJywEbkzwGNrvONZVy0ATEatGC23XBPA7rFcegN5ecFFYMtK-z3UUgujNA1geirNu452lv0eXzsyAkrDYFPfj8danu9YPKvk/s400/joss+40+days.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304672410698184418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_vomGjCX70I1PZJf6C0aX1DrP1uDx7XnG8H2HAtROqziYb02hZNtXav_yyIFSjz8RO0wZkQeOKwbsXlrMM89hrJBQmWTLJ0TpaogUZcXEiM51kFVrnp_PDDb5Q0k0wvygXVJ4DB5T23ln/s400/JoshHartnett2.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304672407730449314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOAUYy6GLCdZC0fWfPMWaWAabaBnt6-KS6n-Vanbs3Px799jfDF9MLKi-PwSg2p4uOBmoDeqQkWe8XwfkGTrCBQKqziZUsuyDmyNzMOm9ifeYIVgzH7K7f5aMVAnT1gJ0IAk_WNkyqw1n9/s400/josh-hartnett-debardeur.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304672991311525490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgoA6OLiOpgaMNCCYiNjQeflAQiBUSuUjFMBlrgWh3r1-ezf8717I6u_RoXJU3G-y9YtpOgrq9ClywJNvr61W6Hix7hbhUe4q7va3YfwBUSR7YHiWM13pq_anNdL6jvl3kDvqEher8nZQc/s400/7671.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuh2b_tHdC95heudJFB14mmUt8WIyvupjfuD8ES2pNR0BhO_-FbHLs3kROudm4CJPb_5G12snYzeXVx8Zqvd8jDj_auGMkQnrLht-C7kvz-c5nTHgpO0yxCGF29Y4KkjCHCORnihRD8316/s1600-h/josh_hartnett_08.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304673408442284178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuh2b_tHdC95heudJFB14mmUt8WIyvupjfuD8ES2pNR0BhO_-FbHLs3kROudm4CJPb_5G12snYzeXVx8Zqvd8jDj_auGMkQnrLht-C7kvz-c5nTHgpO0yxCGF29Y4KkjCHCORnihRD8316/s400/josh_hartnett_08.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj16cRjkWkSoybezIBxfLeiiUG8VHImLZfyjvMD8O7arPr4g0T04VYPPpaiPQqD3ftPZ_JygnMGVIN2G2v2BPqMTJyP2FzZpgFZ4Xmmmx5lv4d8fy3UEvy1kBusmppCQKQQKXdnPWs4kg7Y/s1600-h/JoshHartnett.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304673231960965170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj16cRjkWkSoybezIBxfLeiiUG8VHImLZfyjvMD8O7arPr4g0T04VYPPpaiPQqD3ftPZ_JygnMGVIN2G2v2BPqMTJyP2FzZpgFZ4Xmmmx5lv4d8fy3UEvy1kBusmppCQKQQKXdnPWs4kg7Y/s400/JoshHartnett.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304674002228735250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNBuOukMhQNiMoZM_cbuFADyxHmUvtHWOAwIGOye3xe710hT2oQo3iun90w0Cplp5cUInrghfP8oLZBiszYInVS4r9WpgAqdD-fwWxChbXqFTExojlHTbwxL2zHA-NNDCFcWnWdZSLZWWD/s400/Josh+Hartnett+4.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p> </p><p><span style="color:#990000;">I would write more, but it is getting dangerously close for Bones to come on ...lol I know, I am a nerd....but I got to watch my bones when I can! Hope you all enjoy Josh....</span></p><p><span style="color:#990000;">I am out. Kisses</span></p>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-14237473231225225312009-02-18T16:09:00.001-06:002009-02-18T19:06:51.323-06:00Happy Hump Day!<span style="color:#cc6600;">In honor of the weekly Hump Day...I am going to share with you one of my all time favorite sexy men. I have had a crush on this guy for years and years. He has dark hair, dark eyes...my favorite combo. He has a reputation of being a "bad boy," which he has truly earned. He has tattoos, smokes like a chimney, drinks like a fish, and cusses like a sailor...with an accent! WHEW...he is soooo damned hot. He is an actor that takes risks to do whatever roles that appeal to him, and he doesn't give a shit what people say about him.<br /></span><div><div><br /><div><div><div><div><span style="color:#cc6600;">He also has his sweet and innocent side as well, especially when it come to his baby boy. He is depicted as a wonderful father despite all the other bad press. Since his son's birth he has settled down a bit. He is a great actor as well as smoking hot and I think I will love him forever. I have added a few of my favorite quotes form him towards the bottom...it really let's you see a bit of his personality. Enjoy!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#cc6600;">Here he is....Colin Farrell!</span></div><br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304267160400847122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX4lg81TaQF6ObJ-5bfLwW1A51ZSRjUk6YiT5Q_iE0s2yCh9MLUVIHwzUZPhTkYKzgH1BagqZU6by8mndB9PGhGc8bQqOKCfmzt858w-PcxgjboHo6yTTZ5smT9PzwG1h6VY1cJCSGgemD/s400/colin_farrell012.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304303124937359138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg735myHyW3d7izZLQ_WiPP0p_-0FAIVFPKbSvUhf2qBhOZPom9_Ivt5fn5ualjxNsaBpQob6fVzZYxMZ1GYZkycdZkc15HPWB39IS0qbuMRGxXeOhw2riSTKp_nR30C9MPvEkbA7hFFoTW/s400/colin+shirtless.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304302763292112930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjCuqgHCSix3A7pK-jO-pnLmdjctbXpLYIuWeMF-n3cPVCOe36kxCvGBmxJB7y4FFhyphenhyphenjwcV_CQI_CbDKfI1kUxEq_4xqcqKuna7_GFeMYPJDwNsZj8Ptyjnl3Hydn7C4pGr78f7u1BbKMl/s400/20071003172209990008.jpg" border="0" /><strong><br /></strong><div><strong>Colin Fun-Facts:</strong></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">Dropped out of the Gaiety Drama School in Dublin and a few months later auditioned for a part in </span><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0115105/"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">"Ballykissangel"</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"> (1996) and was successful.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">The youngest of the four children, he has one brother and two sisters</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">Ranked #98 in Premiere's 2003 annual Power 100 List. It is his first appearance on the list.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">Named one of People Magazine's 50 Most Beautiful People in 2003.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">His mother, Rita, forced him to take dancing lessons once his brother, Emmon Farrell Jr., started them. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">Voted 6th in 'The World's Sexiest Man of 2003' in Company magazine.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">His girlfriend, model Kim Bordenave, gave birth to a 7lb. 9oz. baby boy called James Padraig. He was born on Friday September 12th, 2003 in a Los Angeles hospital.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">He has suffered from chronic insomnia since he was 12 years old.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">One of his favorite books is "When Nietzsche wept" by Irvin D. Yalom.<br /><br />On his left ring finger, above the knuckle he has the name "Millie" tattooed. "Millie" was a nickname for his first wife, </span><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0912396/"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">Amelia Warner</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">He has two tattoos on his left forearm. The first one is the words "Carpe Diem" (Latin for "Seize the day"). Beside this tattoo there is a second tattoo, which is a black cross.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">Auditioned to become a member of the Irish boyband, "Boyzone", but was turned down.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">His idol </span><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000199/"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">Al Pacino</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"> called him "the best actor of his generation."</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">Played soccer during his youth.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">Weighed 1 lb. 6 oz. at birth.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">Was a line dancing instructor in a nightclub in Limerick called Docs</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">Resides in Dublin and Los Angeles.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">His son James has Angelman Syndrome, a rare genetic disorder. </span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"><br /> </div></span><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">As well as working with charity, and speaking at the Special Olympics World Games in 2007, he has donated his salary for </span><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1054606/"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"> (2009) to </span><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005132/"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">Heath Ledger</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;">'s little daughter (who was left nothing in a will that had not been updated in time). Ledger had originally been cast in the film and was replaced by Farrell, Johnny Depp, and Jude Law.</span></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304303763575039058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZhaNA2LEfR2YlsyvC3PXrajw-Gw1FxKtphCPuomFJsSfuqCtaT47a9rPyxzw6HgN_H7vyYhWnpYjMGKc-_ToYqooiaK09C5RxKl3Xwb5l3rL2y2DSsFKteUiXmL35VlkB9LFBG1BwpJcx/s400/colin_farrell01-full.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304304666464402162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilndZg5rsmOIMZRmKjCeRnCLRjLta6fvfrzBTsgEZ92Hwn7cDtfW0cB0dCPhnWlOrfGCSi1_lBIzB0XLpGDYORFWfcEbMEZBoIylsLfSHgOpOoRUnkwJZ1oDLr3yoRm7Af6_-5mXJ5Fa74/s400/Colin%2520Farrell.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304305037623395506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSdZyEC7Xn5VC6Mm0deshQyWi-TjiWbrXOxlFSJBfAaOkdsw1dgSSVShSVjnFuEj4xHvXSTNLPMLMrbjYFS0QIXJynk3pjtDvJkuj3UTgWO6jJnsYtR4oxB7flOlOymPJWtsEUci_9eeTW/s400/lg4a.jpg" border="0" />Quoting Colin Farrell:</strong></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc6600;"><em>I'm just a true Irish boy at heart. I'm just myself, I stick by my guns and I treat people the way I think they should be treated, regardless of their status. And I just have a laugh</em>.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#cc6600;">(On the girl that will interest him) <em>"The usual obvious bullshit. Sense of humour, a bit of danger, good fun. A good heart is a really sexy thing. All women have the potential to be sexy and it's nothing to do with the dress someone wears or the make-up they put on their face, it's the aged-old cliché saying: 'What comes from inside'. God, I've met gorgeous women who I'd fancy and give one to, but at the end of the day they're not particularly sexy because they haven't got much going inside and they are too concerned with themselves. And then I've met women who wouldn't be as nearly as attractive and, because of the sense of fun they have and their joi de vivre, as they say, they'd be much sexier and you'd fall for them in a nanosecond."</em></span></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">I think I was 8 or 9 when I had a f*cking mad thing for </span></em><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000054/"><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Marilyn Monroe</span></em></a><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">. I used to leave Smarties, the Irish equivalent of M&M's, under my pillow with a little note saying, 'I know you're dead, but these are very f*cking tasty, and you should come have a few. I won't tell anyone.'</span></em></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#cc6600;"><em>"I couldn't care less about who sees my bits ... My friends asked how I could do scenes like that and not get excited, but it wasn't like that. My bits looked the size of a cashew nut!"</em> (on appearing nude in </span><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0170691/"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Tigerland</span></a><span style="color:#cc6600;"> (2000)).</span></div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304306694701212642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQrRea-Jl7LONoGe6Cs-gm_wkhJ-vJ6N4FavbtjJ5pSmdq-Bxw8y3ERseA6csK7EWAC3yCw0_9BRXzvtHcIoZWITb3UDJTmuNZS0ZndWQ5Z8NQjujQIVBZSZTnnyNdbNRQctgiplutXrQM/s400/colin-farrell-20070901-305777.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><br /></div></div></div></div></div>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-77915642586776310462009-02-17T16:07:00.000-06:002009-02-17T17:07:02.515-06:00TWO For Tuesday!Now, before I get on with the Hot Sexy Man Week stuff, I have a little bit a business to take care of here. My dear friend Maki over @ <a href="http://withlovesincerely.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">w/ Love, Sincerely - Posh Mom's Diary</a> gave me a wonderful award that I have not yet accepted.<br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303892715030709426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiss29pLQ695zngw8Jm3bZcJ4wWOoFbdhyphenhyphenJVNoSiFRAoMIbR9zvdVmX8wOiDNf6e8-YJsmWVpx_-dVBBbxyHgNmEazuzdq9XKL8CLn95ajaHPCUSMW-PwiX4L_0Molbk-mAARivi0M-1GX1/s320/MOMofyear200px.jpg" border="0" /></p>I have to say that this award is one of my very favorites. I take great pride in being a mom and sometimes it is just nice to see that some understands/appreciates everything you go through. Thank You Maki! Kisses!<br /><br />The rules for this award are, as follows:<br /><br />1) Admit that ONE thing you feel awful about involving being a mom. Get it off your shoulders. Once you've written it down, you are NO LONGER allowed to feel bad. It's over with, it's in the past. Remember, you're a good mom!<br /><br />2)To remind yourself that you ARE a good mom, list SEVEN things you love about your kids, you love doing with your kids, or that your kids love about you. These are the things to remind yourself of EVERY DAY that you rock!<br /><br />3)Send this to FIVE other Moms of the Year that deserve forgiveness and a reminder that they, too, are the best moms they can be!!! Remember to send them a note to let them know you've selected them, and add a link to the person who nominated you!"<br /><br /><br /><em>Answers:</em><br /><br /><strong>I feel awful about:</strong><br /><br />I feel awful about how often we go somewhere as a family....pretty much never. We do not have a car that will fit all five of us plus car seats. Going anywhere is such a pain in the ass, that it rarely happens and if it does, we usually ask my parents to accompany us. They bring their car and one of us rides with them.<br /><br /><strong>Seven Things I Love:</strong><br /><br />1. I love my children's laughter! All of them have such cute laughs and giggles.<br /><br />2. I love watching them sleep....not just because they finally feel asleep, but because they look soooo peaceful and angelic. Especially my boys, they have such a hard life. There faces are often twisted in confusion, anger, frustration...that at night they seem at peace.<br /><br />3. I love it when my children speak. ANY word what-so-ever!! Children talking or speaking is very rare in my house. When they do throw out a word or two I can't help my excitement! They cute little voices are music to my ears.<br /><br />4. Going to the zoo. I love taking my kids to the zoo. It gets them outside. We play with animals, walk around, and just relax having a good time with each other.<br /><br />5. I love it when my children accomplish something for the first time. It makes me feel like we are moving forward and it is exciting to see my children grow.<br /><br />6. I love taking my children swimming. They are hilarious in the water. Unlike the mess I have to clean up after baths...they can go crazy in the pool outside and no harm done.<br /><br />7. I absolutely, positively LOVE IT when my children say that they love me. I do not hear it much and it is a new phrase in the house, but every time I hear that phrase my heart melts and love just gushes through my body. It almost always brings tears to my eyes.<br /><br /><br /><strong>My Five Mommy's:</strong><br /><br />Supermom @ <a href="http://breedemandweep-angie.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Breed 'em and Weep</a><br /><br />Ambersmilz @ <a href="http://ambersmilz.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">A look into the common life of an ordinary housewife...</a><br /><br />Mommy Young @ <a href="http://mommayoungs-at-home.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">http://mommayoungs-at-home.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />WalkingInADream @ <a href="http://dreamscomestolife.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Fantasy Is A Strong Weapon</a><br /><br />Kendrasue @ <a href="http://lifeintheslowlane-kendra.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Life in the slow lane</a><br /><br />-------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Alrighty! Now for the hot guys!! hee hee<br /><br />Now if you have read my posts in the past you might have picked up on the fact that I am totally in love with two brothers. (well at least the play them on TV) Since it is Tuesday, and everything seems to be Two for Tuesday around here, I felt that I should offer the same deal to all my readers. Here are Sam and Dean Winchester! (or Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles)<br /><p align="center"><strong>This picture just SCREAMS threesome...doesn't it?</strong></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303900463499010818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLRCPi0CVrZQbEckHKQxYjW1Udc9sCZ_Qfglf1x6e7sYr5sdgmztiQGJPUMRMKK3iSRUeGOlsY18M0KYYIqStKoP5hVoy_xKhKYVYRI5PYpBiUKWHEB14FlHfhfST70MViSUmu0fXomaTy/s400/Hot+hot+hot.jpg" border="0" /></p><p> </p><p>Here are some of them by themselves:</p><p align="center"><strong>Suddenly I feel sleepy...or something like that....</strong></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303900820706484306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2vWYpqagykow-ASLHS-pL6osev1ioJw5MWk843x4SrZvFFlKX66O6243LoaTS3vnlrxEeawbnzDWul_dTC30VRM45aqJt84gNss1UpHJUbAovDOXO-sBW4WFKRORy356HuD1t52_RZVrU/s400/Dean.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><br /><strong>Gotta love it when a man just gets out of the shower.</strong></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303901064284125970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHSx7uMovsR9N5qenxDFHKz9wR6oNmBGO7igoVemo-c1rKa-wvFOCcD4_zxVWNJKW5gn-7f6OBTp__6cJygPBu2R0CUwHH7DZ0awEwRtf_UuAtQMxiPntgWw3eWDy6HySYFIfa7-w-Ti_L/s400/jared_padalecki_01.jpg" border="0" /></p> <div align="center"><strong>Do I really have to say anything here? Yum</strong><strong><br /></div></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303902028547637890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgME04j0MsjNEiDjTmLaYb13gczU_EQse_zlat3oU9s024v2ON_2U8bEYNnonYg8a5TOdeErvMmvzxKtz9vL8UzURPFDxYwcRFs9JTg5x5lfC6KLfoppkvS57lpkCCyVOu5YLW2yEH__mFU/s400/jensen-ackles-cowboy.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p></p><p align="center"><br /><strong>Dirty is good...</strong><br /></p><p></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303902244495922562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIVW-gOuBttTgSp4-0YPPgvT9xlpmCSGIyUWFTEDQkrTiU303i3LFWUj-pmg-2FRFdZAxtGL0GlKlCRsWU78ti6ptQD7-_5Y1V8CvPBH6v__rDJUPiv-z0vQkhiq43q6KXKaWDM-NiUd37/s400/JaredPadalecki.jpg" border="0" /><br />These are my boys that I try and watch every Thursday night on Supernatural. I can't seemed to get enough of them. When I first started watching (season 1) Dean was the one for me, hands down. He was soooo hot. The bad boy, with the cool car, leather jacket, bad attitude, short hair, and of course incredible kissable lips. Not to mention a great sense of humor...even a little crude. But as the next season blossomed...so did Sam. It is like you can see him getting hotter and hotter with every new episode. WOW. So now we have this sweet, intelligent, shy, tough, God-fearing, hottie. Both have rock hard bodies, with killer smile and dimples to boot. Oh and did I mention their eyes? Hmmmm.....lovely.</p><p>And of course.....they fight evil and are trying to save the world. Hmmmmm....just a couple of regular heroes, eh? Come on ladies! Heroes need lovin too!<br /></p><p></p>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-89775851154851423462009-02-16T11:14:00.000-06:002009-02-16T14:57:57.594-06:00It's Raining Men! Hallelujah!<div align="left"><span style="color:#333399;">OK ok...so I am one day behind...so sue me! lol Sigh...a girl can't have a life around here, eh?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#333399;"></span><br /> </div><div align="left"><span style="color:#333399;">So this is something I like doing no matter what blog I am keeping. I chose a week and dedicate it to those men out there that are just absolutely Hawt...Hawt...Hawt!! I put their pictures up and write a little something about them and how much I luv them. I mean come on...without true eye candy and a little fantasy, how is any woman suppose to survive right?</span><span style="color:#333399;"><br /></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#333399;">I <strong><em>tag</em></strong> all those that read my blog to do the same!! It gets to be really fun lol...seeing who thinks who is hot and whatnot. Now, I do not use RL men that I have in my life...though that is not a bad idea, I do know a lot of cute guys...hmmmmm. Well anyway, try and use some sort of celebrity...one for each day of the week. Just put it at the end of your normally scheduled blog you are writing. Just a quick little thing.....I know you can do it!! Just from now until Sunday put a sexy man on your blog for all of us to see. :-)</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#333399;"></span><br /> </div><div align="left"><span style="color:#333399;">Today I will be choosing two men, because I was suppose to start this yesterday. Unfortunately, something came up, so now I am playing catch up. Big Shocker there huh? lol</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#333399;"><br /></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#333399;">My first man that I want to bring your attention to is the seck-say David Boreanaz. He has played roles in Buffy The Vampire Slayer, Angel, and now one of the greatest show on television....Bones! I must say that I had never watched Buffy or Angel...my first was Bones....so I never really knew who he was. I had seen him in a few movies (nothing great). I turned on the TV one night about a year and a half ago there was Bones.....and I was hooked!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#333399;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#333399;">His character as Seeley Booth is perfect (except that he needs to make out with Bones or something) and I heart him...a lot! For any guys that are reading this...take some tips from Booth here. What a man....ahhhhh. He is strong, protective, confident, sensitive, funny, sweet, thoughtful, intelligent, a bit dangerous, treats women like respect, not afraid of a strong women, loves children, believes in love, a little old fashioned, a gentlemen, has an honest /respectable job, and of course... hot and seck-say! I just want to eat him up! If you have not had a dose of Bones....you have to try it!</span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><strong>YUMMY!</strong></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303477259176022418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAYk2JXBwHl5SVDjrJj54XuaFrK4LbFtAFE_bdKVi3gizR7QdO7Ws2fv1ejl176m0tNQXkaJITbxX57WOPX-Mo-d7fXAaFB7cDKV_8XoVzw7O36ii1byADf5jgNOgURWQVSSBPeF8Oxx1T/s320/david-boreanaz-make-no-bones-about-.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><strong>Gotta Love it!</strong></div><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303477435196439938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDOiUnf31C0-qoJ85eDVNxXn4jHF_EtwClR01Oz0HJFZoMPPUWFqx-cdU-bVBzf46VSX36XFYkg8qXJB07QRSzouazF_IyFBwpjEr8CYkmMAAexUDnx02GK6wFtO_jT1fZwzAaxbXNNpFy/s320/_david_boreanaz.jpg" border="0" /> </p><br /><p align="center"><strong>Mmmmm...I Love A Man With No Shirt!</strong><br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303484346537591410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvrzZ9QbThGHcgWxZM30t6_sO9pqC-7d-oz1ttBtcbNzmr3A-dm-OhD5YcgrSub6jvRtgbDRBJOssFlkeei9lkuvbZ9PEYIDLSKgXnYm1zyA2t-xPqfaule2NikWbVBYswaYMDTXyCETPs/s320/DavidBoreanaz11.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#333399;">OK ok...just one more. God I love this guy! I think this one might be my favorite.<br /></span></p><br /><p align="center"><strong>Come Hither!</strong><br /></p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303485079921527554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnqZKDJUz4EIXKX2zvJdGSf_u_Dw81y2UOUO81r_r4l6Ma6cNIXaXpL9Y-XGTCgJufpa4CyjQC_RUHVOMRwquKWvnoKIiJJapPgS341CUaSdEqL8ant6Uv6MHrHZeWv9OXztioDRrTp4e6/s320/male-celeb-david-boreanaz-001.jpg" border="0" /><br /></p><br /><br /><p><span style="color:#333399;">SIGH....Deep breath everyone. We are half way through! WOOO! We can do it! Now this next guy, is not only very sexy but is just adorable as well. Bloggers...meet Ryan Reynolds.</span><br /></p><p><span style="color:#333399;">Now the first time I saw this guy was in Van Wilder. He was hilarious! He is sexy, funny, a smart-ass (which I just love), has a fantastic body, and loves animals. Plus, he has one of the cutest smiles I have ever seen. He seems like an adventurous type (which again I love). I loved him in Van Wilder, Waiting, Just Friends, and The Amityville Horror. He has a new movie coming out called Proposal in which he co-stars with Sandra Bullock. I can't wait to see that one...it looks like a lot of fun and laughs.</span></p><br /><p><span style="color:#333399;"><strong>Some fun "Ryan-facts" for you all:</strong></span><br /></p><p><em><span style="color:#333399;">Has a fear of flying since he once went skydiving and parachute failed to open at the first attempt.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color:#333399;">Failed his high school drama class<br /></span></em></p><br /><p><em><span style="color:#333399;">Used to work in a grocery store<br /></span></em></p><br /><p><em><span style="color:#333399;">Is the youngest of four brothers. Two of his three elder brothers are policemen.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color:#333399;">His favorite city is Amsterdam.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color:#333399;">Loves riding motorcycles.</span></em></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong>Ooooooo...Ahhhhhh</strong><br /></p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303492020155518882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsuHexO8dfkkttPgYt3Rt_4F0utwFV61DtI051iKo8YsGbZ3OvFO5EJiwfGrTCU4B2GfSToWS2mCJ3J0YlxqHrYQ-Xbm3YKthfpaYiY99a91WtyzYZFruUo0-bFGhI7-vNCGfKBVQQrzBB/s320/reynolds.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><strong>Grrrrrrrr..... </strong></p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303492790410735410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXAThVgDr1wtZ8CtXj-zY_vSUL_sNz7_Ip2ZFQCCGBHmplnj5uMRFZi4_r4xgwvu1WmmcRobW9_-9BcnKpfXsb635VYE_sLD9K7MEAlAer6_Taz5UxgINhyphenhyphenaf_0dT-fpUvjf9tA-o0vLRw/s320/RR.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><br /><strong>Awwww...too cute!!</strong> </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303494065000618498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg4hTrYECcd8qsayZairCxs-V6-j7Wr1Qmu4IcGCdjrb_ub6F8aYty6QK_fWyf1wYvtgitoaWRfpBLZJkRUVp1bpj0HHXzRvchWCjWs-JHm0WAYxyg6WvUolb4XJ-LGG7wgO41BETg3W4S/s320/ryan_reynolds.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Well, I think that is a great start to the Sexy Man Week. I hope some of you will join me in sharing. I also would like to say that I do not mind people using the same guys...as long as the pictures are different! lol I have to say that this is one aspect in my life where I am guilty in "objectifying" someone, but I can't help it.....we all have our guilty pleasures right? Also,<em> IF</em> I ever did meet any if these guys in person, I would not just look at them as a sex object! I Promise! (crosses heart)</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#333399;"></span>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-15136415759235229442009-02-14T22:44:00.000-06:002009-02-15T00:45:20.148-06:00Ahhhh....Amore<span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">I Hope You All Have A Great Valentine's Day! </span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Love is in the air, make sure you get a piece of it!</span><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302881464060091490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz6TN7JuLFIP2ZqEW_UUFq030bJukWUP5bTAtaRoVmajkqXygHKdGds35KWKK7dFSdz6U2Ba823Qi8CXUJFgoULRRpJmBHlncvmpzDo2elaH9XlAKH6Am289LJeTRFeKzMxwOQLiot1IqH/s320/ROSES.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><strong>Isn't love a funny thing?</strong><br /><br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302882113104318738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrP2VWX8r9AO0rsRfyKApzBNRzKuy0MhuLR88qs_cZO4u8cQNYgVAwbvcN3Ml4TN2JyPmSdCx1guIxpVwSEBfLU16kRYEcxB0xGAGL_AHuc3T0EHln3bDKDWi2i2fKuTEKOIPc3I41lWDD/s320/Vday.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302882102123306818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja7knpLph5FtisPcrxmyDBdmrbQCF27iRVfmbIyx7Irp2jVfD4R3yTA5J3zM60PxQrF-X1xFFRyTj0nrwfAiyzIxKzJdN7LnTJGlLMfmes6ytIZ8P-_vqYyPEI0u2R8pWvDeq0rpOQQtkF/s320/True+Love.jpg" border="0" /></div><div><br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302881480301801458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9M7J3eUbdEmLLZ9zhCAlqYBW17BoPQfj57yamkX5JFy21hGURJF6DTBAFtg8jiO6pIl1s-NahvScIzofnzrG131wCscNz0clw41XlWQOpahff3lswUlnGSz3xhro_z1zbFn4TzxV5SQ1V/s320/Star+Wars+Love+Letter.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302881476074406642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSbPvpCPk9JWioS97J_Z3cxCVNTSw0G4WFZJI4Pc_pmzBQ9lw0YHL4LOWvjTbEbf3K8NzBb6ViyPORM3SWAIWc1-DOcUB8KSOiVo7mn2lQNYVVKBVvy_hAO8Enl91Zz-V-xZSyELQa-rKL/s320/Headache.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302881472854754050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib16ZDXNH_XzDsK3n-_KmHpL9TfLs-Lk3GOGthtwUSLTZ8KeE4J_Y5NCzMJe7UvfgHSKMlP5VkmMC8CXjVDobLiWJ-dC4H2I8S8SFWVeokByqVS70P_yCc_kMBkSLp4X35Erqxc_TTZvvs/s320/DontSaySex.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302881467307862898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4-Y51eXN1HTN5544jeAgRnTcpQICNZQyf5ftKjNiIiY0kGn-ykUc7A6oWDamvrMCQXEvJdtzBr3MvxKi59OBX_qrbaCHjdYTk_a74j_Rnbb88oW-t4XBXSx9iZ-9rxgfZzP_dBaEPpbLa/s320/bittersweet-hearts.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302882115502498850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh13IDoYmtfgaPEiNbAfM5vZv-7fPQzy5QIeJzlibRIFQTUJbKs2G411dPh9MqOEyrpkp5o2nLuZNSQbyPEip5JTIJjWp7k0Z_52ZmJ7ylZj1diyAads4iHkrCH2bHJPQ7RRQovwxDcFs4K/s320/Subtle+Hint.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><strong><em>Starting tomorrow..."Hot Sexy Man Week!" so find those photos of the men we love looking at and get ready to share them!</em></strong> <br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-44605609209113533872009-02-12T17:13:00.000-06:002009-02-12T15:17:00.191-06:00And The Award Goes To....<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">IT'S AWARD DAY HERE ON SLEEPY'S BLOG!!</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301366673167670034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOtifeZFmvTEh8Q6rtEx8U6CiOhdCnZd3JFMRbinkYz-NOHKFXj8DnM4IXskZxbjNPOMb5sybMHW5KTVlX0UwMbSMrHhH-Y6fedn2uiKeXn_M1JBwlixM8HKhJMMCOD2p8vHHsADNruOlo/s320/gold_trophy_sparkle_hg_clr.gif" border="0" /></strong><span style="color:#cc9933;">Hey everyone....So, I have been reading a lot of blogs lately. I have found myself drawn into many of them. Of course I have my favorites just like everyone else, but I have decided to do something about it. lol I want to show my appreciation for my fellow blogger's and give them an award from little 'ol me. It may not mean much to you, but your blog means something to me. Basically, you make my day just a bit more enjoyable.<br /><br />Now I am the only judge here, <em><strong>but</strong></em> it doesn't make my award any less important then anyone else's. :-) I made all of these myself. I may have borrowed an idea for one or two of them, but I had to put special touch on them. If you are one of my winners feel free to display or post the award on your blog. Instead of presenting you with a trophy....since it is from me, I put my award on little pillows with cherries on them. Hope you like them!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><strong>Needsleepy's Blogger Appreciation Awards!!</strong><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301345026806107586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSUxcMjTiO0O-AwYIyyQJsOC2wl-igrGUn3m5yL88MWnzQaRS1ZhDA74scKn6rOjx-ZGVDgWd35-_VCLZzNyexzJHXkjvsaGrItKKFsv8gGHjElEjrEH5iGozXADaySr4-BwTBKP1ceeYJ/s320/Funny.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color:#990000;">This one goes to Vodka Mom over @ </span><a onclick="" href="http://waitresswheresmymartini.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"><span style="color:#990000;">I Need a Martini Mom</span></a><span style="color:#990000;">. If you have not read her blog you need to; OMG she is so creative in her posts and always has me laughing! Thank you for the great stories and letting me share them with you.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301345947658205586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-lGtDG1-hV6X_wbDcJsbTshQSi0Vv-GU1BBAbWSYE-aTkrAo_tYFOAeG0KTpeyguBj-3I8BKEzgok9cjJnhYhjWdcppzBqu-XnBz9xdZSCb1IU3HEGaCjIjeCWY9a0lxtyzSlQMWBpj0P/s320/Addicting+Blog.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#cc9933;">This one I HAVE to give to Super Mom over @ </span><a onclick="" href="http://breedemandweep-angie.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"><span style="color:#cc9933;">Breed 'em and Weep</span></a><span style="color:#cc9933;">. Whether she is having a shitty day or a fabulous day...her stories just draw you in. I read her posts everyday! I love following stories with her hilarious children and of course her special man in her life. Sometimes she just writes about weird and off the wall stuff that comes out of nowhere, it's GREAT! Again, if you have not taken the time to read this one....you should! Thanks for keeping my day entertaining....always!</span></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301345703708757234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKLuLTIY5hm8RI2uCioRSKq4i6J90tcIYEt7VE6BeewM5JxfrlEC6OCuX2Z4cdWjwX-auDpDdavrZmYnWQvOPAMAYycXocwdaNPIY7IsCY5b32dRNw6cvfPz70mz-bmLV6GcdzuMosjUb7/s320/Commenter.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color:#990000;">This one goes to Maki over @ </span><a href="http://withlovesincerely.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#990000;">w/ Love, Sincerely - Posh Mom's Diary</span></a><span style="color:#990000;">. Without fail Maki has got to be one of the best bloggers to keep up on her comments. She takes the time to respond to comments made on her blog as well as leaving comments on all those blogs that she reads. Many of us tend to "put this off til later." I know I am guilty!! For the record, I read blogs all the time....I just don't always comment.....it doesn't mean I do not love you!! Thanks for showing the love hun!</span></div><div></div><div><br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301346630789273010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTS9xO0DVBLlBdWZrjeD0Ss-CqGnZKb2wS7kHSIFtSELq-izLq_IlNBFfaawvo3B_eksgY0dTs2QsUywfxYMuiI5MYdEBjnqh4Nkqf-_hvTSfLSTmVxXBn4NEmhkm3ZffZ-ZJ3DL3HP4VI/s320/Rated+E.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color:#cc9933;">I am awarding this one to Dawn over @ </span><a onclick="" href="http://organizedchaos-beckado29.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"><span style="color:#cc9933;">Organized chaos</span></a><span style="color:#cc9933;">. I like the fact that she changes things up and you never know what the post topic will be from one day to the next. I have only been following her for a short time now, but she has already got me hooked! /blows kiss</span></div><br /><div><br /><br /></div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301346205398713858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTlZ7tCcAxy_G0WaGXM8blHMjpCrdTIQx6GhN4u9pztSFHHP2H9mHpO3NkAXNGdoM7DTbTHYQNV0W530AiagcBHsU03IsThMHD9rYONvKMbwnRczt4sWV_U05DX8zOgPSH2LkRbfZFHndw/s320/High+Five.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color:#cc9933;">This blog is going out to Ellabee over @ </span><a onclick="" href="http://pintofdreams.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"><span style="color:#cc9933;">A Pint of Dreams</span></a><span style="color:#cc9933;"> if you read her blog you will quickly find out that she is Supergirl! lol As I read her blog I am finding we have a lot of similarities. Which of course, in my opinion, is a good thing! Love the blog!</span><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301345523227027762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdCwkEm19Z5YE30RhkrfzkaBmmjNLc9eJ3NAXFlLSxRJbfPGscV2hiGF7ufrFBRshgNrbJtXuz07AgarpZEol_ToAiN1buAlcU8SIUbxnOg19u0wU2VPGcgC0DCFohj87dtWcb4I5tsS0y/s320/Beers.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div><div><span style="color:#990000;">This award goes to Brooke over @ </span><a onclick="" href="http://brooke-gluecklich.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"><span style="color:#990000;">Yada, Yada, Yada....</span></a><span style="color:#990000;">. I love reading about her and Dirk! I sit and read her blog saying to myself "OMG that is like me and Adam!" lol She depicts the fun and not-so-fun moments in marriage perfectly. She has some great stories about married life, and because I can relate to it SO much I think you might need more than one beer. (It helps lol) Thank you for letting me tag along.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301361016451893122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVSzmoJU5h9yz8efh467Gx8sV790XE_mVxfsCq3pQRKSiA9G3fybwCMBR4hMq0D6JtpiVtuKmJcMSvUvA6TDeD9N-K-VI2BKsiqSaBSvV9ius5FHqvuMoFV43fA_Dut1Mpg1aB0TP2nwor/s320/Most+Inspirational.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#cc9933;">This award goes to Momma Young over @ </span><a href="http://mommayoungs-at-home.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#cc9933;">Momma Young's @ Home</span></a><span style="color:#cc9933;">. Her blog is passionate, helpful, and informative on many subjects...from cooking recipes, shopping tips, and now supporting "Living Green." Her kindness oozes from comments she makes and the posts she writes. A very pleasant read!</span><br /></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302017737146370194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL7SRvoW9XoFX3ivzi4Kz9H99MdZrecB1OnNcc_spPE6rFgi9wwwxWX3zoLGNP-mW4iKZY6e6TKkMFNkWarbFAtf7c6VSHhyphenhyphen49-GnmZXMOByQJ2VJEm1kkwq5tpO1DphRgOJ9cj2scNQWV/s320/Blogging+Everyday.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#990000;">This Award goes to Kendrasue over @ </span><a onclick="" href="http://lifeintheslowlane-kendra.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"><span style="color:#990000;">Life in the slow lane</span></a><span style="color:#990000;">. She is one of the Blogger's I read and she usually has a brand new, fresh post everyday. She always writes from the heart and is not afraid to write any topic bouncing around in her head. I love people with no fear like that. Keep it up hun!<br /></span><br /><br /><p><strong>Well, there they are! I have more, but I want to save those for another time. I hope you all accept these awards and do not think it is too stupid LOL. Since they are made by me..no one else will have one like it! See....they are special....</strong></p><br /><br />--------------------------------------<br />NOW...I was given an award from Supermom over @ <a onclick="" href="http://breedemandweep-angie.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Breed 'em and Weep</a>. She gave me the Fabulous Fucking Blog Award. Thank you sweetie for thinking of me!! So, now I have to share <strong>10 facts</strong> about myself, and provide a <strong>meaningful quotation</strong>. Finally, I have to list<strong> 5 people</strong> who I believe deserve this award. Wow, another list about ME. If I get too many more of these I will not have any secrets left!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301372883342005938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmPjCwqQvJqBED3u_BGk3umY2R4plofS6NEdjROw31eDDwlJT5zPrktlab7Xa9ydfyq3l_w7IgfCVW2TGpjoY9mP3VoAGOhMvVkvojLNWX7u3o9zOyJ4olZYWTPmhlT4-A_eQqVZBGqfqn/s320/Fabulous+Fucking+Award.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><strong>My Facts:</strong><br /><br />1. EVERY time I spell the word Awesome, I silently recite the Cheer from the football games. A-W-E-S-O-M-E Awesoooome are WE! LOL Don't ask me why.....just a habit.<br /><br /><br />2. I Do not mind pulling my underware out of my crack in public.<br /><br /><br />3. I cannot poop in a public restroom. I will hold it until I can get home....if I can. If Not, I will wait for the WHOLE bathroom to clear out and then flush serval times while "dropping the kids off."<br /><br /><br />4. I go to movies really early so I can get a great seat and watch the previews. I love previews!<br /><br /><br />5. I sling beers twice a year in the King Of Beers Tavern at the Renaissance Faire. I dress up in costum and everything. It is a blast!<br /><br /><br />6. I do not sing in the shower.<br /><br /><br />7. I chew my nails when I read or watch a scary movie.<br /><br /><br />8. I love the discount/store brand soda that is the knock-off of Dr.Pepper. It is called Dr. Thunder and it rocks.<br /><br />9. I love taking pictures and having pictures, but I HATE organizing them. I have a ton of pictures in boxes. I do not think I have one photo album that is full.<br /><br /><br />10. I have a horrible gag reflex! You would think it would be stronger....but in truth it is not. I even gag when I brush my teeth. I can't even hack up a hocker or see someone else do it. It totally grosses me out and I gag...which is very unfortunate during cold/flu season.<br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Meaningful Quote:</strong><br /><em></em><br /><em>"Let us live so when we come to die...even the undertaker will be sorry."</em> Mark Twain<br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>My Five:</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Tia @ <a onclick="" href="http://www.clevergirlgoesblog.com/" rel="nofollow">Clever Girl Goes Blog</a></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>Holly @ <a onclick="" href="http://inmyoveractivehead.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">In My Overactive Head</a></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>Sarah @ <a onclick="" href="http://green-like-the-color.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Dance Shoes and Combat Boots</a></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>Oleander @ <a onclick="" href="http://sooo-this-is-life.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Purge</a></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>Lipsmacker @ <a onclick="" href="http://smoochntell.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Lipstick Diaries</a></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>Anyway, love you guys and keep on blogging!<br /><br /></strong><strong></strong><br /><p> </p>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-87826540311289708242009-02-09T16:20:00.000-06:002009-02-10T10:26:13.701-06:00Still Alive...<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVIQ1bO4FbVT3zowsgo4_829ClTvpP1ueVYyvCT_TCibus-2_-MS_bpBUr7ggf76ukDuDarqE7wi4027A7kQ9S_P9s5m8FvNmdjXX44V5P4nxuzAaIK-TSBNhphVm3VNFjz2j3navsRKOL/s1600-h/A+good+day.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300928977545739762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVIQ1bO4FbVT3zowsgo4_829ClTvpP1ueVYyvCT_TCibus-2_-MS_bpBUr7ggf76ukDuDarqE7wi4027A7kQ9S_P9s5m8FvNmdjXX44V5P4nxuzAaIK-TSBNhphVm3VNFjz2j3navsRKOL/s320/A+good+day.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;">Hi fellow bloggers! I miss you! Boy it just seems that my whole life and schedule has been out of whack since the Christmas vacation. The new year started off in full throttle and little ol' me is having problems getting things together. One aspect of my life that is suffering tremendously is my Blogging Time on BOTH of my blogs. /sad face /pouting lips</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;">For my lovely followers, I apologize that I have not been posting as much and I am trying really hard to get my life/time under control again, so I am able to sit down and enjoy all the wonderful blogs I follow. I am so behind....I have no idea what is going on your life at this moment. I hope you are all doing well. </span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;">But....such is my life lol <strong>READ:</strong> Title of Blog. There is a reason I titled my blog the way I did... LOL</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;">Anyhoo... quick summary:</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;">1. My boys started a whole new school schedule starting Jan 5, their schedule has been totally flipped upside down and backwards...one of them is going the full day! YEA! (Huge accomplishment) He goes to two different schools during the day, but he is having a ball. Unfortunately with Autism, schedules are a HUGE deal, so "acting-out" has been a problem. Stress, whether they are positive or negative stressors, are extremely hard to work through for about 2 months. And in response to stress, the way they communicate their uneasiness for the situation is through physical and emotional outbursts. (remember they can't speak) In this case...destruction. Sigh...I just can't seem to keep my house in one piece. Lots of eating the corners of the walls, diapers, wood furniture, toys, ripping out stuffing of cushions, fighting, biting, throwing items down the stairs, at the list goes on and on.... I spend a LOT of my time just cleaning this shit up.</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;">2. My daughter Kiera stared school too! She is two and boy is it hard letting her out of my sight. On her second day her arm was hurt. We had to take her to the emergency room and were told she had "Nurse Maid's Elbow." This is caused by yanking on her arm very hard. So of course I was like ???????....come to find out it was done at school and there is now an investigation proceeding through SRS. The school came to me telling me about the incident and have made the proper actions to "make it right." The person is suspended without pay pending the investigation and will be terminated. TALK ABOUT MOMMY STRESS! First I am trying to deal with all those emotions from letting her go to school and now this! </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;">3. Through out Christmas and the month of Jan my husband and I were continuously nervous about the possibility of him getting laid-off from his job. (We have only one income coming in) So it will be very rough. Well, the news was giving to him at the end of Jan that he is indeed getting laid-off. His last day will be in March. SO....lord help me! Now we are going through all of our possibilities trying to formulate the best plan of attack.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;">4. My husband and I decided that it was time for him to make an appointment with the doctor to have a vasectomy. Sigh...kinda emotional. We sat down and really discussed whether or not we wanted to have anymore children. Making this decision was not as easy as you might think. But, I had a pregnacy scare in Jan and that kinda helped make me see things a little clearer. Snip, Snip....here we come.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;">Those are basically the highlights of what I have been battleing through since the beginning of Jan. It has dragged me down into a funk of emotional anguish and just plain lack of motivation. I feel icky all the time lately, but I am trying really hard to pull out of this spiral of chaos. I mean I love my job as a mommy, and I need to find my way out of this or else what good am I to them right? Also, there are other families out there that have it worse than we do. I just try and remind myself there are other people who have worse jobs and lives then I do. If they can do it...so can I!</span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301204861376421682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGdWjC2f_1srLO1Y87OuCtRCC1raa7xkcli2f8p8PPkqObRLhNxzSdbsI2vX-YiBHDd7Dl-D-bTkIZZr2UBSiQb1Mi2OTORkNlHlNZtLmIzcQt8DJ5S18CCsn5E2KlPhQ-57zLHPJUEdNH/s320/Elephant+poop.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#993399;">Well, toodles!!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-72799912692814591792009-01-23T18:20:00.000-06:002009-01-24T17:32:01.402-06:00Showin' Me Love!Wow, I am gone for a few days....oh <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ok</span>! a week...and look what happens! I have received two blog awards. My fellow <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">bloggers</span> decided to show me some more <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">lovin</span>! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Ahhhhh</span>...that feels <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">sooooooooo</span> good, don't stop! :-p<br /><br />First, Supermom @ <a href="http://breedemandweep-angie.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Breed 'em and Weep</a> gave me the "Honest Scrap" Award. Thank you sweetie! Kisses! With this award, I am to write 10 honest <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">tid</span>-bits about myself. Which of course I will! I have to say that it was a bit hard to write this one <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">lol</span>. Trying to think of things most people do not already know about me <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">hmmmm</span>.......<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294658400585982370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2q-mCHQIlxsi0dIHp_PBX2odt5XHwN3CR8KN1T3Yu3ioPWiFyGUk5T3xHZMrDc69XDKBiLEleZuWx08GWK1URA_OEidZz3wUvBvG5QrJGVWOSqlv6JEzSbdUVs89-aYOq7UNdciVGdXCw/s320/honest_scrap.jpg" border="0" /><br />Even though it doesn't mention that I need to pass this on, I would like to. Here are some of the posts that feel are well deserving:<br /><br />Dawn @ <a href="http://organizedchaos-beckado29.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Organized chaos</a><br />Ellabee@ <a href="http://pintofdreams.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">A Pint of Dreams</a><br />Kendrasue@ <a href="http://lifeintheslowlane-kendra.blogspot.com/">Life in the slow lane</a><br />Ambersmilz @ <a href="http://ambersmilz.blogspot.com/">A look into the common life of an ordinary housewife...</a><br />Born With A Big Mouth @ <a onclick="" href="http://erinscircle.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">...coming full circle....again and again</a><br /><br /><br /><br />My Second Award was given to me by Momma Young @ <a onclick="" href="http://mommayoungs-at-home.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">http://mommayoungs-at-home.blogspot.com/</a>. She gave me the "Sisterhood" for blogs which show great Attitude and/or Gratitude. Thank you so much! I am honored! Thank you for reading.<br /><br />The rules for this award are :<br />1. Put the logo on your blog or post.<br />2. Nominate 10 blogs which show great Attitude and/or Gratitude(If you don't have 10, its <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ok</span>.)<br />3. Be sure to link to your nominees within your post.<br />4. Let them know they have received this award by commenting on their blog.<br />5. Share the love and link to this post and to the person from whom you received your award.<br /><br />Isn't it cute?<br /><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294675877386210210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgshT0dwrHgyGEQ4vTa0EwR1_u-Jug87CqtcNEwvY1fNmlcLwVkxiAO0NHWDQxhaaKlWWqqniWnmSbRM42sJHHFselpvAJWlLEaoLAHJJM-5WzXQUL76FKPmfVKhzeG9UdeqIDotRHQ_vTI/s320/TripleAwardforblog.jpg" border="0" /> </p><p>So I would like to give the Sisterhood Award to the following:</p><p>Christine @ <a href="http://seetiggerbounce.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Now What</a> </p><p>Maki @ <a href="http://withlovesincerely.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">w/ Love, Sincerely - Posh Mom's Diary</a> </p><p>Supermom @ <a href="http://breedemandweep-angie.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Breed 'em and Weep</a> </p><p>Oleander @ <a href="http://sooo-this-is-life.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Purge</a> </p><p>Storm187 @ <a onclick="" href="http://ramblingsofamadchica.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Ramblings of a Mad Chica</a><br /></p><br /><strong>OK! Here are my Honest facts about myself dedicated to Supermom for my lovely award.</strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><strong>1.</strong> <u><strong>I hate being mean to people:</strong></u> I SWEAR! I am a nice person...let's not confuse that with being a pussy. I am not a pussy. What I am saying is that I will not intentionally be mean to someone, just because. I mean I can be a bitch and I do NOT let people push me around, but I tend to take a more rational or tactical approach. Like for instance if a food place gets my order wrong or if their is a problem at the checkout at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Wal</span>-Mart. I am understandable. In other situations, like when you have to tell someone something they do not want to hear...I hate being that person, it feels mean. Like if they smell of B.O. or if they have food stuck in their teeth I find those situations a little uncomfortable.<br /><br /><strong>2. <u>I can get a tad wild:</u></strong> I never intend to embarrass or make anyone around me feel uncomfortable on purpose. Now sometimes I do this without my knowledge. I am a very free-spirited person who does not embarrass easy, so when I am with people who are more shy, I tend to embarrass them because I love to have a good time. I am not afraid to let my hair down and live it up. If there is no one on the dance floor and I LOVE the song playing...OH I am there!!! ....and if you are standing by me, I might grab you and bring you along for the ride! Sorry! Now it my more older chubbier days....wet T-shirt contests, bikini contests, best butt contests, and flashing my knockers are kinda out of the picture....BUT when I was younger BRING IT ON! I still get a bit nutty when I am free from my home, kids, chores, blah, blah, blah... you get the picture.<br /><br /><strong>3. <u>I believe in "What goes around comes around.":</u></strong> Say it how ever you want...Karma, the Golden Rule, whatever...it still happens. So be good to one another. I believe in random acts of kindness, pay it forward, and forgiveness. I try and not hold grudges life is just too short. (except for a girl named Justine she can burn in hell) but other than that.... :-)</p><p><strong>4. <u>I believe in unconditional love:</u></strong> Not matter what my children will ever do in their life time I will always love them. I may not proud of them for something or I might hate the decisions they make, but I will ALWAYS love them. If they do something so horrible that it saddens my heart or breaks it.....I will always love them, even if they hate me in return. I will always be there for them.</p><p><strong>5. <u>I believe in ghosts/spirits:</u></strong> More than once this has been proven to me in my life. You do not have to believe me and I am not going to try and prove it to you, but it is the truth. </p><p><strong>6. <u>I am a seeker of truth:</u></strong> I hate being lied to. If I smell a lie, I will always try and find the truth especially if it effects me directly. I understand that there are little lies that we all tell, and I do believe that in some situations a little lying is for the best. Then there are those people who just lie about everything...drives me crazy. For example, politicians suck ass. I saw a preview for this show "Lie to Me" with Tim Roth, I think I would enjoy that show <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">lol</span>. I might have to watch a couple of the shows on the net and maybe buy the series. I love science, books, the unexplained, mysteries, and the discovery channel (Not that I ever get to watch it. No cable.) I do however get to watch Bones and Supernatural so I can't bitch too much. </p><p><strong>7. <u>I have a very close family:</u></strong> My immediate and extended family are all very close....and big. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">lol</span> My mother, father, brother, and sister are the best in the world! Of course I am a little biased. I tell them everything and they are my confidants and best friends, and I am theirs. Then there is the rest of the family, the whole <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">bajillon</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">gazillon</span> of them. My father is the oldest of nine and they all have families which have families.... "Family Get <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Togethers</span>" are so much fun. WE just have to find a place where we can all fit. It is always so nice to see everyone. </p><p><strong>8. <u>I think naked men look weird:</u></strong> Am I alone on this one? I love seeing MOSTLY naked guys...like with a towel or a sheet wrapped around them where you can ALMOST see everything. Or they are in a bath or shower......Or Hell, even them naked but they have their back to you....but once you see that penis....well....er....I just thinks it looks wrong. Don't get me wrong here...I love penis and everything it does for me, but I just find them unattractive. I think that is why in movies you never see the penis on a guy...you always see nude women ALL the time, but full frontal on a male...rare indeed. I think it is because the movie-goers agree with me....cock and balls not sexy.</p><p><strong>9. <u>I am a Hot-Lunch gal:</u></strong> In school there are two types of people; the ones who eat hot lunches and the ones who eat cold lunches. The cold lunch people are the ones who almost always brought a sack lunch from home. Then there are the Hot Lunch people who almost always ate in the cafeteria. I am a very picky eater and I have to say I that school lunches were pretty good. Of course there were a few that I did not care for but most of them were good. Crunchy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Munchy</span> Chili w/ the huge cinnamon roll...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">hmmmmmm</span>. I also loved the chicken fried steak w/ mashed potatoes. :-) </p><p><strong>10. <u>I was a thumb-sucking, sleep-walking, bed-wetter:</u></strong> That's right ladies and gentlemen you read correctly! When I was younger I was a victim to all three. First off, I sucked my thumb for a VERY long time. I think I finally quit when I was in 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">th</span> grade....seriously. Now it was not from the lack of my parents trying to get me to quit....whew...some of the shit they put me through....man. They tried everything. I was just very stubborn. Then one day I decided <em>"I was a big girl and need to quit sucking my thumb."</em> At night when I would go to bed and shove my hand under my pillow and behind my head to keep <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">temptation</span> at a minimum. And that is that. I quit. (I still sleep like that to this day) </p><p>When I would sleepwalk apparently my goal was to use the restroom. According to my mother, I would get up walk to the laundry room/bathroom and squat in front of the washer and pee. From my understanding, they started closing my bedroom door to deter me from leaving the room. Then the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">bed wetting</span> started. I wet my bed...a lot. I can even remember the dream I had when I did it....I am walking down the hall, go into the bathroom, lift the toilet lid (all in a hurry because I have to pee REALLY REALLY bad) I sit down on the the toilet and pee saying "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">Ahhhhhhhhhh</span>" The I feel warm ALL over...then I wake up soaked in warm pee. I sit up and start crying for my mommy. Poor mom....and my sister who shared the bed with me. </p><p></p><p>Welp, that is it...hope you enjoyed it. Thank you once again to Supermom and Momma Young for making a my day just that much better!! Kisses to both of you! Congrats to all those new awards winners!! I will see all my fellow bloggers another time.</p><p></p>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-67795731930029149552009-01-15T15:31:00.000-06:002009-01-15T16:53:23.852-06:00Sleepy's "T" list<span style="color:#333399;">So my new friend Jaime over @ </span><a onclick="" href="http://whatihavetosay2day.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"><span style="color:#333399;">Red Red Whine</span></a><span style="color:#333399;"> has opted to let me in on the fun of their little game. Yippee! Basically, it is fun with letters. You have to list your 10 favorite things that begin with the same letter that is assigned to you by the blog owner, in this case Jaime and her friend Just Jen. Jamie has assigned me the letter "T." Now I was a little surprised to find that this was harder than it sounded. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">lol</span> Hence the reason it has taken me so long to write this post. I feel I have come up with the best list I could think of. </span><br /><span style="color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Introducing my favorite things that begin with the letter "T." They are no particular order.</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">1. Talking: Well this is a big surprise huh? I LOVE to talk...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">lol</span> My most common form of communication is talking on the phone. I am at home all day long with 3 children that barely speak. So I talk to myself A LOT. Even though......there are times when I go HOURS without talking at all, because frankly I just get sick off having a one-sided conversation with myself and my non-speaking children. When I get sick of talking to myself, I "reach out and touch someone." I call my sister probably ten times during a normal work day with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">absolutely</span> nothing to say...I just wanted to hear someone e<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">lse's</span> voice. It's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">sooooooo</span> sad. I have to say though she is a great sport about it <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">lol</span>. </span><br /><span style="color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">2. Thursdays: I love Thursdays. This is a night where I actually PLAN on having an nice relaxing evening. I order Mr. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Goodscents</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">almost</span> every Thursday, put my kids to bed, and sit down and watch Supernatural. (of course NOW I guess that Bones is on Thursday's as well <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">WOOT</span>!) Two of my favorite shows in one evening....<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">ahhhhhh</span>.</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">3. Thunderstorms: <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Hmmmmmm</span>....the sound of thunder rolling throughout the sky...rain falling, lightning webbing through the sky, and the smell of the air. It's enough to get anyone horny, especially in the springtime! Now of course I do not like the whole tornado, hail, flooding,... stuff like that, but the storm rumbling and building is awesome. </span><br /><span style="color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">4. Taco <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Tico</span>: YUMMY! This has to be one of my favorite fast food joints. Crunchy tacos, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">taco burger</span>, and nachos. I wish I ate here more often, but as it is...my husband prefers Taco Bell and it is closer. Since he is the one that usually goes out to get the food; I end up with Taco Bell more often than <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Tico</span>. Oh well...at least I get anytime I want when I am with my sister!</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">5. Tax Returns: Money, Money, Money, Money, Money...This is my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Christmas</span> right here. Every year we get a pretty good size tax return and it is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">sooooo</span> nice. This is when we pay off debts and have a little extra spending money to buy a late <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Christmas</span> for my husband and I. This year might be a tad different this year as my husband may be laid-off. :-( So instead, we will be using this money to pay bills only. Everyone, please cross your fingers so that my husband does NOT get laid-off. Talk about a rough time....</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">6. Tough Guys: <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Ok</span> what can I say....I have a soft spot. I like men who are tough, you know the type....strong, manly, athletic, confident, a bit egotistical, and they usually have a job like in the military, fire fighter, construction, police officer, or bouncer. They have a bit of a wild side and ooze sexual energy. Now, I am totally helpless when you find that they have a brain, a sensitive side, and treat women with respect. SIGH </span><br /><span style="color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">7. Time to Myself: I LOVE THIS...but it rarely happens. I consider leaving my home without kids...or stay at home while the kids are gone... "Time to Myself." Not, my husband taking the kids to the basement while I stay upstairs and hide in my room. As a stay at home mommy, I do not get Mommy time often. So it is such a JOY when I do. </span><br /><span style="color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">8. Touch Screen: Can I say Word <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Dojo</span>? I love this game <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">lol</span> If you are not <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">familiar</span> with Touch Screen it is a game system usually found at a sports bar or a bar & grill. It has various games to play while you sit and drink, snack, watch TV, or chat with a friend. I could <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">spend</span> hours playing these games...and I have! One time my sister and I went and just drank soda and played for a few hours <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">lol</span>. They are addicting so BEWARE!...but oh so fun!</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">9. Traveling: Again...something I rarely get to do, but LOVE. I have so many places I want to see and visit. I have missed out on a ton of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">opportunities</span> too because of my most demanding job...being a mommy. But I try. My friend <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">Cush</span> as been living overseas for years and has left an open invite pretty much everywhere they have lived or vacationed....sadly I have never been able to take her up on that fantastic <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">opportunity</span>. I am so jealous of her! <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">Italy</span>, London, Ireland during St. Patty's Day, Germany during Oktoberfest, Paris for Valentine's day (that is this year)...just to name a few. Anyway, my sister and I have vowed to try and travel somewhere everyone from now on...hopefully somewhere <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">haunted</span>! Well, see how we do.</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">10. T-shirts: Finally, something just simple but at the same time a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">necessity</span>. I love nice comfortable clothing. I wear T-shirts all the time...usually accompanied with pajama pants...soft, cotton, comfortable, and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">snugly</span>. I also love them on my husband. He looks great in T-shirts. I snuggle up against his chest and just could lay there for hours. Heaven.</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Well that is it for my top "T"s. Thanks you Jamie for letting me in on the fun!</span>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-33157801523692885902009-01-12T21:32:00.000-06:002009-01-12T19:28:38.613-06:00I am kind of a "Big Deal" around here....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ut9KV17VvdNZgZluMM_MmyYUAVixPlGwlMIzGyAqxM0Tn34aZs0adyx5_-aJbzZPFS1TfaY6im48eDeV5bMpUpl-Pb-lZgVkG6WnOHDbJEmfl3JJuka-fGEH-wsbH8_Wzhrn7ujiiEVY/s1600-h/aweso.jpg"><span style="color:#ff99ff;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290569989147318914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ut9KV17VvdNZgZluMM_MmyYUAVixPlGwlMIzGyAqxM0Tn34aZs0adyx5_-aJbzZPFS1TfaY6im48eDeV5bMpUpl-Pb-lZgVkG6WnOHDbJEmfl3JJuka-fGEH-wsbH8_Wzhrn7ujiiEVY/s320/aweso.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#ff99ff;"><br /><br /><br />So readers, guess what?! I just received my first ever blog award! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">YAY</span> ME!<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Maki</span> @ w/ Love, Sincerely - Posh Mom's Diary, a wonderful blogger and friend, gave it to me. KISSES to you sweetheart! I am very honored. Of course I missed the blog post in which she gave it to me, due do this crazy-ass thing called "Life." As all of you can tell I haven't been on in awhile <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">lol</span>. I do apologize <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Maki</span> for not responding sooner.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Here is my new <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">shiny</span> blog award:<br /><br /></span><p><span style="color:#ff99ff;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290571275103861938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihkwKkSq0n_L-yUhZ2eNsqvp1GrQCLJInfOcKlzixZvmAgD5Vny5-MnU1qLpfkdVdsXiVvoHYverPzL7zD_Kz4EntadMA-zgpyCc1pUJjBFgCQzc7h_Css-aJs7i4pHJ1uPUa4tmqv0ZOj/s320/lemonadeaward.png" border="0" />Isn't it cute! It is the Pink Lemonade Award. Now I am suppose to nominate 10 of my favorite <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">bloggers</span> to give this award to. Now on this I am going to fudge just a bit. I am only going to give it to a few, because I am in the process of writing another post in which I am giving out other awards. (it will be posted soon) So without further ado, my Award choices are:</span></p><p><span style="color:#ff99ff;">1. Supermom @ </span><a onclick="" href="http://breedemandweep-angie.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Breed 'em and Weep</span></a></p><p><span style="color:#ff99ff;">2. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Kendrasue</span> @ </span><a href="http://lifeintheslowlane-kendra.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Life in the slow lane</span></a></p><p><span style="color:#ff99ff;">3. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Ambersmilz</span> @ </span><a href="http://ambersmilz.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#ff99ff;">A look into the common life of an ordinary housewife...</span></a></p><p><span style="color:#ff99ff;">4. Oleander @ </span><a href="http://sooo-this-is-life.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Purge</span></a></p><p><span style="color:#ff99ff;">5. Far @ </span><a onclick="" href="http://everydaysoap.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"><span style="color:#ff99ff;">My Everyday Soap (Opera!)</span></a></p><p><span style="color:#ff99ff;">6. Christine @ </span><a onclick="" href="http://seetiggerbounce.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Now What</span></a></p><p><span style="color:#ff99ff;">And of course if <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Maki</span> hadn't already been <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">chosen</span> three times I would have given it to her again! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">lol</span> </span></p><p><span style="color:#ff99ff;">I would like to take a min and thank my 11 Public followers and those of you that follow me privately....I know you are they from you comments. :-) I am REALLY trying to get back into my habit of blogging more. I hope that I do let myself down on this <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">lol</span>. I have such a great time when I finally get on here. The trick is to make my ass log in! Sighs...sounds like such a simple thing doesn't it?</span></p><p><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Now I wasn't lying...I am working on a post called "And the Award Goes To...." and these are personal awards that I created, that I want to give to many <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">bloggers</span> I read and love. Make sure all you followers keep your eye open for that one, you might just be on it! </span></p><p><span style="color:#ff99ff;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Until</span> then....or sooner, who knows? :-)</span></p><p><span style="color:#ffcccc;"></span></p><p><br /></p>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-47526388765452962432008-12-29T14:33:00.000-06:002008-12-29T15:01:13.120-06:00Ahhhhhhhh.....<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><span style="color:#3333ff;">IT'S OVER!!! WOOT!!!!</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Christmas has come and gone, though it was A LOT of fun, I have to admit I am glad it has passed. It so stressful. Half the time I didn't even know if I was coming or going. My brain feels like mush.</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285317478590261362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnNus9FDPJEdQbBZt0FJocmlM45V3ADfY3vdnONv2SCBlf5NzXnueTmrPudNXUndizNfgCUi1-MSrPGD_xiF2ZJwaAEwqM2LhbVxOYSfzU-HCTcpTlz9MGGtfn4us7TuSCAq3mC8jr_VQB/s320/Stupid+Day.jpg" border="0" /></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">~<em>Stretches out legs and puts hands behind head</em>~ </span><span style="color:#3333ff;">I can now just relax a bit and wait patiently for New Year. Ahhhhhhhhhh.</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">I know I haven't been writing much lately, hopefully I will get back into soon. Things have been crazy the last few weeks, but they are starting to get back to normal. I did however take off the Christmas music and add a new playlist at the very bottom of my blog. Hope you enjoy the off the wall selections. I feeling a little ol' school when I chose a lot of the music. lol</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">If you read my other blog that I co-write on, you will notcie we have taken a small break with that one too. Have no fear! The writing will commense shortly. </span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Anyhoo.....I just wanted to let you know that I was still alive. I must go due to children waking up. I will get myself on a new writing schedule soon! </span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">~<em>waves goodbye</em>~</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Ta Ta </span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-76788220429684876502008-12-12T16:10:00.000-06:002008-12-12T20:01:57.874-06:00Tis the season, I guess....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx6YiKjSLAvGqsEHCBmHLRdQtUkscu55EgnQgjXAW3VT2hMv8qQVV5H7l6iVguwBINOoAJP7BKZYYGsRuPRbvmYO32yEmNlshKwA3sOBr5uFtY8DibjW6yD-rTIuyRKCxI512VHGXHREq3/s1600-h/christmas-tree-inside-the-house.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279034405516227426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx6YiKjSLAvGqsEHCBmHLRdQtUkscu55EgnQgjXAW3VT2hMv8qQVV5H7l6iVguwBINOoAJP7BKZYYGsRuPRbvmYO32yEmNlshKwA3sOBr5uFtY8DibjW6yD-rTIuyRKCxI512VHGXHREq3/s320/christmas-tree-inside-the-house.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#ff0000;">Well, it is that time of year again....Christmas is sneaking up on us! I don't know about you, but I have mixed feelings about this time of year. lol Christmas and I have this love/hate relationship that has been going on for about the last five years. I try REALLY hard every year to get into the Christmas spirit, but it is hit and miss....one day I get giddy and LOVE the idea of putting up decorations, shopping for presents, listening to Christmas music while sitting by the fire with my husband, watching Christmas movies, and most of all....being with my family. BUT...on other days, (makes fart noise and give Christmas a thumbs down)...I could a give a shit and just feel depressed. :-(</span> </div><div><br /></div><div><span style="color:#33cc00;">Right now, I feel pretty "Christmasy" hence the new music on my blog. BTW...I provided a large list on the displayer at very bottom of my blog, please feel free to choose whatever you want to listen to. I have a varied selection. Of course some of you are probably saying "ARE YOU CRAZY!? WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU PUT X-MAS MUSIC ON YOUR BLOG?" All I can say is....I do not listen to the radio, so I haven't heard any yet. lol I actually thought about writing out Christmas cards (GASP! I never do these) and maybe going Christmas shopping this weekend....but I will probably change my mind once I do bills and look at what's left of our money. /cry Finances also seem to get me down lately. I have not bought one present yet. lol</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff0000;">Starting in November, money starts to get really tight around our house. It just so depressing! lol We have tried to learn form our mistakes (I SWEAR!) We save up money for this time of year, but it just never seems to work out. Something ALWAYS comes up where we have to "dip" into our saved money. First we have tag two cars, and then we have the birthdays..sigh. Tyler and Dakotah's Bday is on Nov 27th, then mine on Dec 10th, and the Kiera's on the 14th. Four Bdays in about 3 weeks time frame. That is a lot of extra spending right there. It also NEVER fails that we all get sick in November or December. We just try and do the best we can. I am sure a lot of families have the same problems...so I will not bitch on this anymore. :-)</span></div><br /><div></div><div><span style="color:#33cc00;">Another thing I really hate aroud this time of year is all the fucking rules we have to follow in order to be PC for Christmas time....pfffftt. What a bunch of bullshit. That is one thing about Wal-Mart I LOVE, they will tell me Merry Christmas!....not to mention I love there prices! If you have a child in school, this whole "PC" shit gets even worse. With the "Winter Programs, Winter Party," and such. Oh yeah, and DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT HAVING A CHRISTMAS PARTY AT WORK!! WHEW! That's a fucking mess just <strong>waiting</strong> to happen! What's next? Anyway, I do not want to get on a rant here........so instead I am going treat you to a new version of the Night Before Christmas. This is written by Larry the Cable Guy, a comedian. When I heard it, I laughed my head off, but at the same time I shook my head in sadness....'cause people....I feel he makes a strong point.</span></div><div><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279084369331731826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisL-yf_MCWy_FBbbZyp6UHAZT1r7KDAxp5N6W0XUkce0wOqYKeT-oRFxl9akRgakOHedrLaWn2HjBHUIWcrJZfHaVBS3cb4HbDwbhviqMREt18PsI1t-ynMObZCZxQ_8bgIJNDIftKBY-O/s320/xmasjoke.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />Larry The Cable Guy-<br /><em>"They are now trying to politically correct up Christmas Stories so that they don't offend nobody and that everybody everywhere can enjoy them. So this is a story that was formerly known as "'Twas The Night Before Christmas....."</em><br /><em></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">"Twas The Night Before a Non-Denominational Winter Holiday"</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><br /><br /><br />Twas the night before a non-denominational winter holiday, and all through the house<br />Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.<br /><br /><br />The neutral gift sacks were hung by the chimney with care<br />In hopes that a non-specific holiday figure would be soon be there.<br /><br /><br />Children of every race, creed, and nationality,were rested all snug in their beds<br />While visions of sugar-free plums danced in their heads.<br /><br /><br />When out on the lawn there rose such a clatter<br />I got out of bed to see what was the matter....and to find out who was violating the neighborhood sound level ordinance!<br /><br /><br />But what to my wondering eyes did appear?<br />But an emissions-free vehicle, and 8 sized-challenged reindeer.<br /><br /><br />Holiday figure was so lively and quick<br />I knew in a moment it must be.........holiday figure.<br /><br /><br />He had a broad but normal face, and an advanced sized belly,<br />and he laughed, "Lady of the Evening! Lady of the Evening! Lady of the Evening!"<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><em>......"Now can you believe that? What in the world -- you can't even say "Ho! Ho! Ho!" anymore?! What kind of commie crap is this? I don't care who you are his name is Santy Clause and he cracks deer with a horsewhip, breaks into people's houses, drinks rum and eggnog, and looks like Uncle Jessie from "The Dukes of Hazard"....<strong>End of Story</strong>!" </em><br /><em><br /><br /></em><em></em><em></em><br />Well, I would go on, but my kids.....<br />I will write more soon.<br />Hope you enjoyed some Christmas Cheer! (well sort of LOL)Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-60263721825782374532008-12-04T23:27:00.000-06:002008-12-05T16:16:34.255-06:00How Does One Get To Heaven?<span style="color:#663366;">Well, if you are my one of my children, Dakotah.....(the one who walked in on my husband and I getting intimate last night) You would probably say "Feet first!" </span><div><span style="color:#663366;"></span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276432726965203778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGN7m1rx1va25lpGX8Eza3fEmpw3Kiibt-LlygNUVHHFu-TPWUFeT6XLXZJsDE2fmdRy4flXxpkVvWwGMxjYFE5MH_Q0bhXwEHmlA53zYXkUo81PQvv1iHqyJj2HF4SmuNPhC9P111lIJS/s320/kiss+sexy.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><span style="color:#663366;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#663366;">Yup, that's right...one of my children walked in on my husband and I having sex! (hides face) Last night my son Tyler was very sick, so I had left their door open and ours so that I could hear them at all times, just in case Tyler started having a coughing fit or needed his breathing machine. So, there were no door handle shakes, creaking door hinges, or anything like that to tip my off. (not that I probably could have heard any of those things at that particular moment lol) Man, the sex was GREAT!!!...except for......There I was "getting into it," my feet in the air screaming "Oh God...I'm coming....I'm coming!" and in walks a sleepy Kotah. (I'm just glad we kept it more traditional this time ROFL!) This is the first time one of my boys came into our room when we were "doing the nasty." What the hell was he doing up?! It was 5 in the morning! This is one of these VERY few times I am glad he can not speak well. (Sooooo embarrassed!!!!)</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#663366;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#663366;">With the Autism factor coming into play here, I am divided on whether or not to address the situation or play it off like nothing happened. He didn't cry or anything like "Daddy's hurting Mommy." He was just standing there being quiet, when I just happened to look over and see him. He just had this confused look on his face like "WTF?" My reaction was "OMG!! GET OFF ME?!" as I threw my husband off my body onto the floor. BOOM! I grabbed the sheets and wrapped them around my naked body. I jumped off the bed and went to my son...."Everything ok sweetie?"I my loving mommy voice. Dakotah's reply...."Paaaaa Teeeeee" as he sticks his thumb through his fore finger and middle finger, in a fist and shakes it back and forth. (sign language for "potty") "Sure honey." I quickly led him to the bathroom so he could go potty. He peed for soooooo long. We did our little victory dance and hand washing....I checked to make sure his diaper was still dry, and then I laid him back down in his bed. I can still picture my husbands face when I paniced, yelled at him, and threw him. LOL His eyes were huge and he let out a little yelp as he was tossed. LOL SIGH......Needless to say...the "mood" was gone by the time I went back to bed. </span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#663366;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#663366;">On the other hand, Dakotah was SO proud of himself, and of course I was BEAMING with pride for him as well!! Potty training has been HELL for us. We have been trying this "potty training" shit for about two years, off and on. They just have a really hard time understanding it. When teaching a Autistic child to use the restroom, soooooo many factors come into play....including visual schedules...books....lighting...sounds....smells....particular toilet seats...safety...etc. (Try teaching two of them at the same time!!) I am <strong><em>ecstatic</em></strong> that he is finally getting the hang of it....it is unfortunate that he interrupted "Mommy's Happy Time." But hey....it is a small price to pay, right?</span></div>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-80716930379692359842008-12-03T11:13:00.000-06:002008-12-03T13:47:05.332-06:00I'm just trying to help....Women...Have you had your boyfriend, lover, fiance, or husband have troubles understanding what constitutes as a "good" gift for holidays, birthdays, anniversaries, etc? Or Men...have you ever had trouble figuring out what that "perfect" gift might be? Most of us can probably relate to this situation. I am here to help....and maybe get a chuckle out of you. It just seems that for some reason, men have the hardest time picking out that perfect gift. So I took sometime and made a quick list of items that I would consider the worst gift ideas to buy.<br /><br /><strong><em></em></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275652305278879346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJTVBJw-thG1KfOF-nVrym0bQAkCYw46VmQ9OuO6abtnFb-sVHTXrWdZCslAYKebVy6mHZV9QBg2h_B8GqTt8_-xX7VqksPla0pKtR6bDBAxfjkaUWBnPuDzAubbFooOM09PcUYLSVU4dI/s320/Bad+gift.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><strong><em>Disclaimer: Now these are my opinions based on the numerous phone calls I get every year from my girlfriends, complaining about all the shitty presents they got. I always have to say, "What was he thinking?"</em></strong><br /><br /><br /><br />Before we get to the list: I got this through my email today and I loved it so much I wanted to share it with as many people as I could. Please take time to click on the link below:<br /><br /><a href="http://adage.com/brightcove/lineup.php?lineup=3128385001&title=3130509001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow">http://adage.com/brightcove/lineup.php?lineup=3128385001&title=3130509001</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />OK here we go...<br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Ten Gifts You Should Never Get A Woman For A Special Occasion:</span> </div><br /><div><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">1. Any type of appliance that makes "housework easier." This is just a horrible idea! If your house is in need of new appliances, wait until after the holiday, birthday, anniversary, etc to purchase these items. (They are not gifts!) Buy the appliance together, go to the store and choose the one you both agree on. </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">2. I would recommend not buying clothes for her. Chance are you do not know her real size and her taste in clothes can very. No matter if you think you know her size.....if it doesn't fit her perfectly, her feelings will probably be hurt. If it is too small: She will feel that you thought she was much skinny then she really is and she will fill fat. Too big: She will feel that you see her as much larger then she really is, this will make her feel fat. So do yourself a favor and skip clothing....instead buy a $500 gift card to her favorite store and let her go on a shopping spree!</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">3. No shoes. Again this is a touching situation. Color, style, size, and feel all come into to play here. Most women are EXTREMELY picky about their shoes, so unless you would like one shoved up your ass because you bought a pair that would fit Bigfoot...stay away from these as well.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">4. No exercise equipment or gym memberships. This just screams 'I think you are fat and need to lose some weight." Even if she SWEARS she wants a treadmill, don't fall for it. This is probably a test....if you buy it, you will fail. Instead, I suggest again, going shopping together for the item on any other <em>regular</em> day. Not only will you probably get something you both will enjoy, but just the fact that you went shopping with her will score you major points...as long as you are not a dick. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">If she asks why you didn't buy the treadmill for her, just reply "Oh honey, I wanted to get you something much more special. For this occasion I would rather spend my money trying pamper you instead." Then give her a certificate for a Day at the Spa. Trust me, I do not know one women that would not like to spend the entire day getting pampered. Make sure it includes a manicure, pedicure, facial, 1 hour massage, and maybe even a hair cut. (Kissing ass can only help you sweetie)</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">5. Cooking utensils. These lack creativity and thought, don't put yourself in that category. Also, most utensils are not very expensive, most women would like that you spend just a tad more money on them. A lot women see cooking as "just another chore," and purchasing these items as gifts would send the message that you agree she should be in the kitchen. (Even if you do believe she should be in the kitchen, it is best NOT to let her know that!!......bastard)</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">6. Never buy anything for her that you secretly want, like a bowling ball, power tool, stereo equipment, or shotgun. She will see right through this and probably kick your ass, OR she will be polite, say thank you in a tone that says "fuck you" and go return the item for something she would like. Either way you are an asshole and she will remember it for years to come. (Trust me on this one)</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">7. Perfume. Now some of you might be saying, "But she loves it when I get her perfume for her!" That is all fine and dandy. Perfume can be pretty expensive, but if it is only one of 3 items you are getting her...let's go for something a little more romantic. Also, if you do not know what perfume she wears, just forget about it buddy. Women are pretty particular about their perfume and will not settle for some cheap ass perfume that comes in a really "cool looking bottle." Women try on numerous perfumes looking for the one that smells "just right." The odds of you finding one that she absolutely adores is pretty slim.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">8. Bubble Baths, Lotions, and Body washes. This is something you buy for someone you do not know really well, or nieces, sisters, mother-in-laws. This says "I had no clue what to get you and didn't make time to find out what you really wanted". Now guys, I know some of you are saying....awwww, those are okay....true, but....this is another item that shows no creativity, thought, or that you really care about what she wants. I can guarantee you that, if she ever shops at a mall, she probably has tons of this shit already. Choose something else.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">9. No prepacked gift boxes, baskets, or tubs that contain cute little hot cocoa mugs, with 20 different types of hot cocoa, marshmallows,....the works! Or, any other "themed" gift package. These are items you get for a co-workers, neighbors, the mailman, or whatever. Basically, it is a cop-out from buying a REAL gift. I have to say, that personally I kinda like these gifts....but not from my husband. These gifts are ok from people who do not know me that well and would like me to know that they had me in mind while making their holiday shopping list. BUT THEY ARE NOT A GIFT THAT YOU GIVE TO THAT "SOMEONE SPECIAL" IN YOUR LIFE!</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">10. Gift Cards/Certificate. Ok I know this seems a little hypocritical considering the advice I gave earlier in #'s 2 and 4, but hear me out. The certificates I spoke of earlier I still feel are ok to give her. I am talking about gift cards for fast food places, Wal- Mart, the Mall, bookstores, or minutes on a cell phone/calling card. I mean come on....This is suppose to be your "someone special" not just your buddy. I would accept any/all of these from my friends, family, co workers, and anyone else who wants to give me one....except my husband. When you are in a relationship, you NEED to go that extra mile...spend the extra few dollars... or think in advance for that perfect present. Is that really too much to ask?</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">(PS if any of my family are reading this I would love movie passes to the Warren Theater!) </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">So anyway, I hope you enjoyed it! Hopefully, I have helped at least one person out there. I need to go for now to put my daughter to bed. Maybe later in the week, I will post some good gift ideas for both women and men. Until then.....</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5042417645903886202.post-56792653778547693302008-11-27T15:58:00.001-06:002008-11-27T15:59:44.576-06:00Happy Thanksgiving!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTaq1YhfC3Ohs2tGGBoiPRJxuf7OhWXAywV-BAo9jQzPfFHwKNozz3AnO0RnHPOOpACWC0kHPSYeuVscpQgbdLdU17nFxDSka8CgIGZzmXeBogJgVeXs3dEPBeUJy9NlygRwjk8d69yPYN/s1600-h/turkey+prozac.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273460284766682946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTaq1YhfC3Ohs2tGGBoiPRJxuf7OhWXAywV-BAo9jQzPfFHwKNozz3AnO0RnHPOOpACWC0kHPSYeuVscpQgbdLdU17nFxDSka8CgIGZzmXeBogJgVeXs3dEPBeUJy9NlygRwjk8d69yPYN/s320/turkey+prozac.jpg" border="0" /></a>Needsleepyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907837700229014946noreply@blogger.com3