<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:24:47.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>surviving life, kids and the man in black....</title><subtitle type='html'>an occassional glance at my hectic life....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-115121155280068693</id><published>2006-06-24T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T21:59:12.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>misc ramblings...</title><content type='html'>hmmm....been awhile.  sorry to all 5 of you out there who actually read this blog on a semi-regular basis.  if there's even 5 of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first parker was sick, sick for a L-O-N-G time.  WAY to long, imo!  then after a fantastic 5 for 5.95 deal at Arby's i got sick.  like WAY sick.  like 2 am huddled over the toilet sick.  i was having flashbacks of college, yet didn't have the fun "being out with friends and drinking/smoking in a bar" memories to make up for it.  then wouldn't you know, garrett got sick.  shocking how we can pass it so easily to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of that i was trying to get ready for what turned out to be a sucky garage sale (47.00???  was it worht it?  not really!)  and i've started the daunting task of packing this house up for our big move. lemme tell ya, 2 kids, 2 dogs and 2 adults have WAY to much stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there it is.  i'll be here, albeit sporadically.  enjoy the heat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-115121155280068693?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115121155280068693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=115121155280068693' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/115121155280068693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/115121155280068693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/06/misc-ramblings.html' title='misc ramblings...'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114966082077011963</id><published>2006-06-06T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:13:40.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the 7 year itch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;t.m.i.b. and i celebrated our 7th wedding anny (yesterday was the day; 06.05.99...it rained) we treated ourselves to a night out, just the 2 of us. dinner and movie. shocking, i know. that was like, over 4 hours of us together uninterrupted! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;so we did a bit of reflecting. are you happy? yes. are you happy? yes. good. end of discussion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;ok, not really! but after all this time together (16 years total come september) there isn't anything we can't weather as long as we weather it *TOGETHER* death, alcoholism, miscarriage, bad business, near bankruptcy, debt, career change, kids and pets (gosh we sound like a soap opera!) we like to joke these days that as dire as out situation has been over the past 2 years, we're suprisingly happy people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;but we've made it. i'm not so naive to think that we've past the worst, because i know we'll have more trials and tribulations. but i know that we can make it through anything as long as we communicate, pay attention to each other and just *be* together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;it's funny i tried to find a recent pic of just the 2 of us. not an easy feat as when i'm in the picture it's usually because it's a family portrait. but i did find one...from nov 05. it's apple cup, and we've both had a bit to drink. so it's not the greatest. but it's just the 2 of us together and happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/400/PB190156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114966082077011963?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114966082077011963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114966082077011963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114966082077011963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114966082077011963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/06/7-year-itch.html' title='the 7 year itch'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114904855605921517</id><published>2006-05-30T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T21:09:16.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>being 4</title><content type='html'>being 4, in general, is tough.  i think being 4 is probably like having bipolar disorder....incredible highs and lows.  i mean on the one hand, you're running wild and free in your backyard, going up the slide the wrong way, and swinging as high as you're little legs will pump you to go on your swing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then your mom asks you to *do* something.  something evil and horrible like wash your hands and come in for dinner.  it's only understandle that when you're 4 you would scream and yell and argue and disobey.  and then when you do those aforementioned things, you get in trouble.  like big time troubles, especially when you come running inside and try to slam the slider (but of course can't because the dang thing weighs to much!)  and then even more trouble when you walk up and try to push your mom.  that sucks because that's BIG TIME trouble (trouble like dad stepping in and saying in a loud booming voice DON'T YOU EVER LAY A HAND ON YOUR MOTHER!)  it's understandable though because being 4 is tough.  the higs and lows would get even a normal 31 year old mother down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully when you're 4, you're still cute :D    &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/IMG_0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/400/IMG_0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114904855605921517?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114904855605921517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114904855605921517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114904855605921517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114904855605921517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/05/being-4.html' title='being 4'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114896353794875948</id><published>2006-05-29T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T21:32:17.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PINK!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>no not the rock star...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a monday memorial day night.  everyone, including t.m.i.b. (who I got to *see* in black today.....yum, yum!) was quietly sleeping in their beds.  i was bored and looking for something to do.  i thought to myself, let's post a pic or 2 on the blog.  so i dug out a mothers day photo (better late than never, right?)  then i thought to myself, it's almost june, and summer is right around the corner...let's give the ole blog a new look.  i literally sqealed with excitement when i came across this *fabulous* pink layout.  2 of my favorite things come crashing together....my boys (all 3 of them) and pink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you better get used to it because it'll probably be this way till i die.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114896353794875948?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114896353794875948/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>why i get to celebrate the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/IMG_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/400/IMG_0074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Mothers Day to me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114896306046783982?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114896306046783982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114896306046783982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114896306046783982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114896306046783982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-i-get-to-celebrate-day.html' title='why i get to celebrate the day'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114825372636711129</id><published>2006-05-21T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T16:22:06.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a brand new bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/IMG_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/IMG_0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/IMG_0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/IMG_0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/IMG_0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/IMG_0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well it was time.  the tricycle was getting to small for those l-o-n-g legs!  so we hit t.r.u. and got a new bike.  the major selling point that made him pick this over even the spiderman one?  it has a waterbottle.  who knew the kid could be so entertained by so little.  sure it looks good, but can the kiddo actuall drive it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a chance! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like we're in for some major lessons in the not to distant future!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114825372636711129?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114825372636711129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114825372636711129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114825372636711129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114825372636711129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/05/brand-new-bike.html' title='a brand new bike'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114767129942588751</id><published>2006-05-14T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T22:34:59.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let's test this bad boy out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/IMG_0051.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/IMG_0051.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/IMG_0039.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/IMG_0039.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114767129942588751?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114767129942588751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114767129942588751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114767129942588751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114767129942588751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/05/lets-test-this-bad-boy-out.html' title='let&apos;s test this bad boy out!'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114741474733759595</id><published>2006-05-11T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T23:19:07.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yipppee it's here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/IMG_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/IMG_0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/IMG_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/IMG_0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new camera that is.  here are 2 snaps of the boys tonight during bathtime (hence the nakiness).  i'm sure they'll be more to come in the upcoming weeks.  so far so good, though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114741474733759595?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114741474733759595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114741474733759595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114741474733759595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114741474733759595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/05/yipppee-its-here.html' title='yipppee it&apos;s here'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114727668710640491</id><published>2006-05-10T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T08:58:07.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>false advertising</title><content type='html'>so what's the deal with the 'seedless watermelon'?  anyone noticed it IS NOT, in fact seedless?  oh sure, the seeds may be all small, and white and harmless to the teeth, but it is not completely seedless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how i know?  my kids won't eat the white mini-seeds.  so there i am, with fork, picking out the seeds from the 'seedless watermelon'.  talk about an exercise in futility! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost wish they left them the way they were, black seeds and everything, since those are MUCG easier to pick out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, rant over :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114727668710640491?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114727668710640491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114727668710640491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114727668710640491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114727668710640491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/05/false-advertising.html' title='false advertising'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114697710594081717</id><published>2006-05-06T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T21:45:05.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still here</title><content type='html'>just a lot going on right now...car issues, kid stuff, birthday parties, etc.  will try to be more exciting and informative tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114697710594081717?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114697710594081717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114697710594081717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114697710594081717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114697710594081717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/05/still-here.html' title='still here'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114611721727526922</id><published>2006-04-26T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:53:37.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i got a brand new camera!</title><content type='html'>there is a silly country song out there that is called 'i got a brand new girlfriend', and all day long i've been singing i got a brand new camera (much to my childrens' annoyance).  technically i don't actually have it yet.  but it's ordered and should be shipped in the next day or 2.  i'm SO excited.  no more waiting 8 seconds between flash recoveries, no more temper tantrums because i missed the shot, and no more waiting for-ever for the darn thing to turn on!  woo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, it's a cannon powershot a620.  not the best, but the best for what we/i could afford.    &lt;a href="http://consumer.usa.canon.com/ir/controller?act=ModelDetailAct&amp;fcategoryid=145&amp;amp;modelid=12072"&gt;http://consumer.usa.canon.com/ir/controller?act=ModelDetailAct&amp;fcategoryid=145&amp;amp;modelid=12072&lt;/a&gt;  hopefully that works :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114611721727526922?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114611721727526922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114611721727526922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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fun playing at the beach (for about 10 minutes) and back at the campground. it's amazing how much fun you can have with a cheap kite, a 1.99 plastic ball and some playground equipment!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P1010382.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P1010382.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P1010367.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P1010352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P1010382.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P1010382.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boys enjoying the weather and a snack....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P4090393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P4090393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parker at chuck e cheese on tmib's birthday (yes you read that right, tmib wanted to go to chuck e cheese for his birthday).  i bet they don't get a lot of 31st celebrations there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P1010319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114582499511954691?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114582499511954691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114582499511954691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114582499511954691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114582499511954691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/04/we-took-day-trip-up-to-blaine-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114573787558960071</id><published>2006-04-22T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T13:31:15.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's dead</title><content type='html'>my camera, that is :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been dying a long painful death and it finally crapped out on me the other day.  but in a way it's ok because that means i get a new one.  of course since $ is tight, it won't be the fabulous digital slr i've been drooling over.  but hopefully something nicer than what i have taht will get me through the next couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to post some pics of the boys, but just haven't gotten to it.  nope, not out of laziness, but out of 'i'm outside enjoying the nice weather and my kids'.  so there :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114573787558960071?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114573787558960071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114573787558960071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114573787558960071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114573787558960071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-dead.html' title='it&apos;s dead'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114548060281208868</id><published>2006-04-19T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T14:03:22.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to...much...testosterone!</title><content type='html'>so i realize that being the only female in this family, massive amounts of testosterone are something i need to get used to.  that being said, 'tmib' (the man in black if you don't know/aka my husband)  was practically oozing it yesterday morning when he came home from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, he had his first high speed chase.  basically they got a call about a car prowl, a witness got a license plate of the prowlers, that car came back as stolen and about 10 minutes later tmib found himself right behind said stolen car.  you see this was special because not only would he be the 'lead' officer on the call, but his squad had, literally just the other day, been trained in how to use spike strips and PIT manuevers (when they use their car to 'ram and turn' a vehicle that's fleeing...you see it a lot in those california high speed chases).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he was driving behind them, back-up showed up, and he was fully expecting them to bolt at some point.  He hadn't turned lights and sirens on yet....they wanted to set up spike strips (ie, use thier new toys)  so once everything was in place, he lit'em up and sure enough they took off...right over the spike strips.  tmib describes what follow as a scene right out of cops...the stolen car was driving over curbs, through parking lots, and when the tires were gone, sparks shooting out from rims on pavement.  they ending up ditching and bolting and k-9 got both guys with-in about 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while he was telling me the story, you could literally hear the excitement in his voice, see the adrenaline running through him, and feel large quantities of testosterone filling the room.  all i could think to myself was &lt;em&gt;i LOVE that he loves his job&lt;/em&gt;.  danger in all.  a happy hubby/daddy makes for a great hubby/daddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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grocery trip with 2 kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moral of the story?  i'm making a "quick" trip to the grocery store to pick-up peanut butter and dog food.    and i'm not happy about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114528926283223990?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114528926283223990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114528926283223990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114528926283223990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114528926283223990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/04/planning.html' title='planning'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114499485355184100</id><published>2006-04-13T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T23:07:33.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>warning....</title><content type='html'>i am super busy the next few days (fri-tulip trip, sat-all day crop, sun-easter festivites).  so don't think i've reverted to bad habits if you don't see me 'round!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114499485355184100?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114486238092149661</id><published>2006-04-12T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T10:19:40.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day 2</title><content type='html'>i'm here!  im here!  i made it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it when people still think that sahm's do nothing but lay around all day watching soaps and eating bon-bon's (do they even make bon-bon's anymore??)  i have all these things running through my head that i need to accomplish over the next 5 days, and i can't straighten them out.  really nothing earth-shattering; laundry, the grocery store, pre-school, dyeing eggs, getting to a sale, hitting the gym, etc.  if you put it down like that, you think, i can easily get all that accomplished in 1 day, not 5!  but here's the twist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add kids to the mix.  then meals, nap times, bedtimes, playtimes, etc.  thta's what can take about 5-6 errands, and turn them into a 5 day excursion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114486238092149661?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114486238092149661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114486238092149661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114486238092149661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114486238092149661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-2.html' title='day 2'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114477567619086605</id><published>2006-04-11T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T10:14:36.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>living my own blog...</title><content type='html'>i think i figured out why i am such a slacker-blogger.  i'm to busy reading everyone else's stuff!  after getting up each morning, showering, getting the kids dressed and fed, i take some computer time for myself.  usually the kids are eating or watching some morning tv.  i find that i usually have about 10-20 minutes to myself.  so i check my email, my yahoo groups, babycenter, and then the blogs i read.  then i finally get around to blogging myself, something (or more likely someone!) distracts me.  then i rarely have a chance to come back and finish what i started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's the new approach..blog first, read later. ssimple enough, right?  let's see if i can actually implement it, lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114477567619086605?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114477567619086605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114477567619086605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114477567619086605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114477567619086605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/04/living-my-own-blog.html' title='living my own blog...'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114359910433668973</id><published>2006-03-28T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T18:25:04.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>niiiiccceeee weather</title><content type='html'>there is something about the clouds disipating, the sky turning blue and the rain stopping that makes seattleites think it's freakin florida around here!  us included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since it's been tmib's days off, we've been out and about....we flew rockets yesterday, cleaned the garage the other day and have hit various parks as well.  i do feel this big need to run to target and purchase a kite, a frisbee, a large plastic multi-colored ball and pretty much anything else remotely summer-related.  but i should probably go through last years summer stuff before making a big investment, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i *love* it when the weather is like this.  it makes me want to clean house.  and anything that actually physically makes me want to clean toilets is thumbs up in my book!  i've begun the process of cleaning/packing/planning/sorting for our move in july.  i know....that's like 3 months away!  but eventhough i'm starting now, i'll still find a way to be totally unprepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's it for now...almost time for the evening bed time ritual.  let the process begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114359910433668973?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114359910433668973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114359910433668973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114359910433668973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114359910433668973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/03/niiiiccceeee-weather.html' title='niiiiccceeee weather'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-114256612881817174</id><published>2006-03-16T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T19:28:49.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ha!</title><content type='html'>yes, ha...it's been a month since i last blogged.  surprised?  if you knew me well, you'd know i am kinda a slacker.  but i promise to do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did, however just join netflix.  that may impede my blogging :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-114256612881817174?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114256612881817174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=114256612881817174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114256612881817174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/114256612881817174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/03/ha.html' title='ha!'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-113858472161342588</id><published>2006-01-29T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T17:32:01.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 'little mann' is 4</title><content type='html'>yep, turned 4 last monday the 23rd.  tmib had the day off so we headed off to the scince center (tmib and i both hadn't been there since junior hig) so it was fun for all of us.  i'll try and get some pics uplater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're having a 'bigger' party on feb 8th with the family.  guess what we're doing........miniature golfing.  how appropriate for a 4 years old birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-113858472161342588?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/113858472161342588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=113858472161342588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/113858472161342588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/113858472161342588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/01/little-mann-is-4.html' title='the &apos;little mann&apos; is 4'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-113616481620936780</id><published>2006-01-01T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T17:20:16.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the holidays are over (or are they???)</title><content type='html'>well you'd never know by looking at my house. christmas stuff still up EVERYWHERE! it's like i'm in denial that it's over :( but since january 1 has it's own name for the day (New Year's Day and all) i figure i can stretch one more day of turning on the lights on the tree and the house.....and procrastinating taking down the lights from the tree and the house. anywho, haven't posted any pics from the big day the fat man came, so here goes.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PC250131.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PC250131.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the loot (aka the kitchen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PC250149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PC250149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downtime with tmib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PC250157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PC250157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanging with aunt jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PC250139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PC250139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chattin with grammy and papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PC250145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PC250145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noggin'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-113616481620936780?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/113616481620936780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=113616481620936780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/113616481620936780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/113616481620936780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2006/01/holidays-are-over-or-are-they.html' title='the holidays are over (or are they???)'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-113583580049426041</id><published>2005-12-28T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T21:56:40.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love/hate golf/tiger</title><content type='html'>wow...garrett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is wow, garrett. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all he wants to do is golf.  literally, EVERYTHING is about golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santa brought him tiger woods pga tour 2006 for the playstation (oh and you must say 'tiger woods pga tour 2006' in your best announcer's voice....garrett does ALL DAY LONG!)  we also got him an indoor putting green (ya know the kind that fortune 500 ceo's have in their office?)  and one of my once removed cousins got him some pictures of tiger that i must frame immediately to put up in his bedroom next to his tiger poster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean this kid takes the attachment tool for the vacuum, and a plastic toy ball for one of parker's toy, and voila, instant golf game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both boys got a toy kitchen from santa, and garrett has declared the plastic pink ice cream cone, and plastic 'orange' to be a club and ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it never stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all day everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he better make a million on the tour is all i can say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-113583580049426041?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/113583580049426041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=113583580049426041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/113583580049426041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/113583580049426041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-lovehate-golftiger.html' title='i love/hate golf/tiger'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-113583537809085410</id><published>2005-12-28T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T21:58:24.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fall photo shoot</title><content type='html'>so i set out to take some pics of the boys for 2 reasons...hadn't had any of the 2 of them together for awhile, and i was hoping to get a good christmas card photo. turns out i used another photo that came along later (after i had printed some pics and planned the card color scheme around it!) but i got some good shots nonetheless....&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA220066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA220090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PA220076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA220076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA220097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PA220088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA220088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-113583537809085410?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/113583537809085410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=113583537809085410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/113583537809085410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/113583537809085410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/12/fall-photo-shoot.html' title='fall photo shoot'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-113255540162275085</id><published>2005-11-20T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:43:21.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>carving with nana</title><content type='html'>so a few nights before halloween we headed over the nana's and carved pumpkins.  or is hould say tmib and i carved, garrett *helped* and parker walked around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got them done, they turned out great, and there were even warm pumpkin spice cupcakes with cream cheese frosting ready for us when we finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly this is the first year since '00 that i did not carve george w's face in a pumpkin.  i must say i did miss his silly little grin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PA300127.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PA300127.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA300127.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PA300121.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA300121.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PA300126.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA300126.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PA300128.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA300128.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PA300130.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA300130.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-113255540162275085?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/113255540162275085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=113255540162275085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/113255540162275085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/113255540162275085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/11/carving-with-nana.html' title='carving with nana'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-113246471511024191</id><published>2005-11-15T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T21:31:55.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's goin' on...</title><content type='html'>well, what's been going on and why haven't i been around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is just busy.  it's amazing how time-consuming grocery shopping, laundry folding, house cleaning and trips to pre-school can be!  i find myself with only bits and pieces of time to myself, and all i wanna do is sit on the couch and watch stuff on the dvr!  yep, got a dvr and it's the best thing EVER!  excpet it's addicting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmib is *almost* done with his FTO.  t-day night is his last shift, and then he joins a squad.  i know which one, but can't officially divulge any info until he actually passes his last day.  but needless to say we're all pretty excited about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kiddo's are good...p's hand, well you can't even tell it was burnt.  garrett's still lovin school, and really getting back into playing tiger woods gold on the PS2.  guess that's what colder weather does for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there's out mini update :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-113246471511024191?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/113246471511024191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=113246471511024191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/113246471511024191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/113246471511024191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/11/whats-goin-on.html' title='what&apos;s goin&apos; on...'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-113246513863962169</id><published>2005-11-03T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T21:40:01.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3...2...1...blast off!</title><content type='html'>apparently little boys (and big boys too!) love rockets...or pretty much anything that makes loud noise, shoots smoke and sends a little parachute flying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmib desided it was time to "invest in some rockets". so we hit up a hobby store and made a purchase. growing up with girls, this was not something i had experience with. nonetheless, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2 guys built the rockets over the course of a couple days, and then we headed to 60 acres for the blast off. it was cold, fun, open and noisy. garrett loved it, parker cried at the noise, and i tried to not get mud all over myself in the whole process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PA240098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA240098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PA240099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA240099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PA240103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA240103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PA240106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA240106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/PA240107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA240107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-113246513863962169?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/113246513863962169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=113246513863962169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/113246513863962169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/113246513863962169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/11/321blast-off.html' title='3...2...1...blast off!'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112995938690975729</id><published>2005-10-21T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T22:36:26.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the patch</title><content type='html'>last tuesday was garrett's first 'off-site class'....they can't call it a field trip for legal reasons. anywho, here is a pictorial rundwon of the big event! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P1010020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P1010019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P1010021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P1010023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P1010033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P1010033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P10100261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P1010036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P1010026.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P1010040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P1010042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112995938690975729?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112995938690975729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112995938690975729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112995938690975729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112995938690975729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/10/patch.html' title='the patch'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112995985602665046</id><published>2005-10-19T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T22:46:02.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more patch...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P10100464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P10100524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P10100524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P10100504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P10100504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112995985602665046?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112995985602665046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112995985602665046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112995985602665046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112995985602665046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/10/more-patch.html' title='more patch...'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112995817669866207</id><published>2005-10-18T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T22:16:16.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so i'm a slacking slacker.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P9230395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9230395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P9060356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9060356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8240336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8240336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P1010005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P1010005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a couple 'random' pics of the boys from the past few months....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112995817669866207?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112995817669866207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112995817669866207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112995817669866207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112995817669866207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-im-slacking-slacker.html' title='so i&apos;m a slacking slacker.....'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112839357132272277</id><published>2005-10-03T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T19:39:31.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feel the burn (bad joke, I know)</title><content type='html'>ok so it's been a stressful 24 hours, and i must find some humor in this whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y'all know the story, parker, burnt his hand on the glass door to a wood burning stove. a gazillion doctors, 3 hospitals and 24 hours later, we're home. there is almost certinly no permanent damage, and scarring should be minimal. we're on bandage/dressing duty for the next week till they re-evaluate. here are some pics i snapped of the patient and the surroundings at harborview (more on *THAT* place later, lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA030415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA030423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA030420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA030417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/PA030424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112839357132272277?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112839357132272277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112839357132272277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112839357132272277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112839357132272277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/10/feel-burn-bad-joke-i-know.html' title='feel the burn (bad joke, I know)'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112822658205620492</id><published>2005-10-01T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T21:16:22.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>butt-scootin' boogie</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9260409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P9260408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9260408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so there are not to many people out there that might know what the heck that first pic is.  but if you've seen parker in action, then you're in the know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, he's our little butt-scooter.  he can crawl, but he chooses not to.  i think he thinks it's beneath him (lol, funny).  but hey, it gets him from point a to point b....and if he has to ruin the seat of a few pairs of pants, well that's just the way it has to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess we (and him in his teen-age years) should be thankful no one has started calling him 'scooter'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112822658205620492?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112822658205620492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112822658205620492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112822658205620492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112822658205620492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/10/butt-scootin-boogie.html' title='butt-scootin&apos; boogie'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112805609678180344</id><published>2005-09-29T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T21:17:24.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the wee one</title><content type='html'>we had yet another gloriously sunny day earlier this week, and tmib was home so we headed off to see the new playground at idlewood beach (a beach that i frequented as a youth and the coolest thing about it back then was the candy cigarettes you could buy from the snack shack!) i got some awesome pics of parker, so i thought i'd share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9260407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9260405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9260401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9260404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/09/wee-one.html' title='the wee one'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112805530049085502</id><published>2005-09-29T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T21:49:19.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the site</title><content type='html'>so my sis and bil are building a house.  although the process started oh about 10 years ago (ok so i'm exagerrating just a bit) they've actually made some progress over the last month or so.  You can check out their progress at their online diary  &lt;a href="https://home.comcast.net/~wedenig/wedenig_dream_house.htm"&gt;https://home.comcast.net/~wedenig/wedenig_dream_house.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P9270410.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole fam and i went out the other day because they were pouring the conrete, and well that means big noisy trucks. and when you have boys, there is nothing more cool in the world than big noisy trucks and an excuse to wear a hard hat! &lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9270410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P9270414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9270414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P9270412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9270412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112805530049085502?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112805530049085502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112805530049085502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112805530049085502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112805530049085502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/09/site.html' title='the site'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112776587170541351</id><published>2005-09-26T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T13:17:51.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P92203912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P92203912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since Parker is cruisin like a crazy man, thought it was time to get him some kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to nordys (since there isn't a stride rite at alderwood and i was heading to my favorite scrapbook store in lynnwood).  apparently they make a pretty big deal out of the first pair of shoes.  he got a ballon, a stuffed animal named 'nordy'  (nordstrom's mascot which until that day i didn't know existed) and they take their picture.  alas, the polaroid wasn't working, but we still got the other goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now he's prepared.  he's got the cool kicks, and the skills to do it....now if he'd just let go of the dang couch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112776587170541351?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112776587170541351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112776587170541351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112776587170541351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112776587170541351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-shoes.html' title='New Shoes'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112727771414767234</id><published>2005-09-20T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T22:39:30.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ho-hum</title><content type='html'>well i've been slacking a bit....knew that was coming, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much goin' on these days. i'm workin', cody's workin', garrett's schoolin' and parker's cruisin' :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to be more exciting/insightful tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112727771414767234?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112727771414767234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112727771414767234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112727771414767234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112727771414767234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/09/ho-hum.html' title='ho-hum'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112676083117228053</id><published>2005-09-14T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T22:07:11.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do the puyallup</title><content type='html'>yup we 'did' it today.  didn't take any pics (bad mom!) but papa had BOTH the still and video camera rolling.  garrett wanted to do nothign but go on the rides.  kinda a daredevil that one.  we went on the giant slide (not the kiddie one!) and he rode down all by himself.  i even got quite the kick out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parker enjoyed the people.....ah the people of south kin county.  quite a colorful bunch they are.  but alas, p just loved watching everyone and occassionally reaching out a hand to try and make contact.  hopefully next year he'll be big enough to go on some rides with brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a rundown of the fair food eaten (since we all know that's one of the most important parts of the fair!)  **disclaimer** i alone didn't eat all of this....though i probably could've!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-scone with jam&lt;br /&gt;-onion burger&lt;br /&gt;-krusty pup&lt;br /&gt;-curly fries&lt;br /&gt;-big pop&lt;br /&gt;-elephant ear&lt;br /&gt;-mint chocolate chip cone&lt;br /&gt;-strawberry waffle cone deluxe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oye, where's the mylanta???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112676083117228053?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112676083117228053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112676083117228053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112676083117228053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112676083117228053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/09/do-puyallup.html' title='do the puyallup'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112676116393144756</id><published>2005-09-14T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T22:14:38.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>check out that cake!</title><content type='html'>so i realized i hadn't put pictures from p's party up yet. so here they are...almost a month later. but check out that *amazing* cake i made :)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8210244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8210244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112676116393144756?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112676116393144756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112676116393144756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112676116393144756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112676116393144756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/09/check-out-that-cake.html' title='check out that cake!'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112641735727524451</id><published>2005-09-10T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T22:42:37.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i got to scrap!</title><content type='html'>all day....like from 10am-10pm.  how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to grammy and papa, aunt jean and tmib for watching the kiddos.  i got about 8 pages done (which doesn't sound like that many for 12 hours, does it?)  i had hoped to get more finished, but there were some pretty labor intensive pages in there!  i'll try to post some pics of the pages i did tomorrow.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing how refreshed i feel after a day of being crafty and creative!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112641735727524451?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112641735727524451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112641735727524451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112641735727524451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112641735727524451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-got-to-scrap.html' title='i got to scrap!'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112622272596597183</id><published>2005-09-08T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T16:42:32.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day....</title><content type='html'>of school for garrett!  grammy stayed with parker so we got to go to a special lunch at mickey-d's just the 2 of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was so excited to go to school, at least until his teacher said hi to him and he turned into shy-boy!  but after a few mins of hand-holding, i said good-bye and ducked out.  he was just fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it should be a fun class...there are a couple of kids from his class last year, as well as a few new friends to make!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* my boy's getting all growed up on me!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9080362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P9080365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9080365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P9080366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9080366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P9080369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9080369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P9080373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P9080373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112622272596597183?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112622272596597183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112622272596597183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112622272596597183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112622272596597183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/09/first-day.html' title='first day....'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112615635067629509</id><published>2005-09-07T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T22:12:30.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the older (and apparently wiser) one...</title><content type='html'>i was just talking to the older, wiser one (aka towo) (aka my sister, jean) and she pointed out I'd never actually told you who tmib is. so here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my hubby! he shall remain nameless (hence the pseudonym)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes him seem mysterious, doesn't it??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112615635067629509?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112615635067629509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112615635067629509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112615635067629509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112615635067629509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/09/older-and-apparently-wiser-one.html' title='the older (and apparently wiser) one...'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112589761852800488</id><published>2005-09-04T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T22:31:32.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>great benefits!</title><content type='html'>so one of the &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt; benefits of tmib's new career is the time off. &lt;em&gt;4 days in a row!!!!&lt;/em&gt; i mean, i think the last time he had 4 days off in a row was our honeymoon 6+ years ago! ya know, i used to try and explain it to people, 'he really does work 80 hours a week.....mon-sat, sometimes sun 6am-7pm'. and that was &lt;em&gt;every week&lt;/em&gt;.....for 6 years!!! i don't think people truly ever got that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that schedule was a big factor in his deciding to change careers (i do think the quintessential straw that broke the camels back was the, you-need-to-be-home-more-or-else-we-may-not-be-here-someday speech i made after one especially frustrating week!) but i digress....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the beauty of this whole 4 day off schedule is spontanaeity....one monday morning we woke up and tmib said, what do you want to do today? i said i really want to go to the ocean since we haven't done &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; this summer! he said ok! so we packed up the truck with beach toys, snacks, dogs, kids, etc and headed off to ocean shores for a day trip. it was a beautiful day &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8220278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8220278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....sunny and breezy. we had snacks on the beach, had a visit from ocean shores PD (apparently we missed the 15 gazillion signs that said no parking on this side of the beach!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out  some higlights from the day.....&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8220281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8220281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8220284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8220284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8220288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8220288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8220290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8220290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8220296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8220296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8220313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8220313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8220283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8220283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8220319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8220319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8220320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8220320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112589761852800488?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112589761852800488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112589761852800488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112589761852800488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112589761852800488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/09/great-benefits.html' title='great benefits!'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112580855603468814</id><published>2005-09-03T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T21:39:30.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bummed out....</title><content type='html'>so i get up this am and think to myself, man if i turn on the tv right now, all i'll see is more heartbreaking stories about the hurricane. i say tomyself, i don't know if i can handle that right now. but alas, what do i do? turn on the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i realize, it's saturday, and gma and the today show aren't on. a sense of relief washes over me.....but only momentarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't explain it, but then i start &lt;em&gt;searching &lt;/em&gt;for stories/more info. it's like i &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; to know that the national guard has &lt;em&gt;finally &lt;/em&gt;gotten to n.o. and surrounding areas. i need to know that water/food/help has &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; arrived. once i do, i get caught up in the emotions, the desperation, the chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to turn it off again. maybe i'm weak, maybe i'm selfish, but i just can't watch it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can, please donate to the red cross &lt;a href="http://www.redcross.org/"&gt;http://www.redcross.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112580855603468814?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112580855603468814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112580855603468814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112580855603468814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112580855603468814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/09/bummed-out.html' title='bummed out....'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112568160859169003</id><published>2005-09-02T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T10:20:08.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is it monday or friday?  and isn't there a holiday coming soon?</title><content type='html'>today definitley feels like a monday to me.  tmib started his shift rotation today (7am-7pm for 2 days, then 7pm-7am for 2 days) and i have to work tonight, tomorrow and a double on sunday.  so it feels like monday to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mondays suck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112568160859169003?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112568160859169003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112568160859169003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112568160859169003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112568160859169003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/09/is-it-monday-or-friday-and-isnt-there.html' title='is it monday or friday?  and isn&apos;t there a holiday coming soon?'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112563688544204206</id><published>2005-09-01T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T21:54:45.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we're (sorta) alive...</title><content type='html'>yikes....that's all i can say, yikes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya know, you think things are going well.  you talk to the the 3 year old, explain the whole procedure....we're gonna pose, smile, be patient, follow directions, listen to the nice lady etc.  then BAM, 2 seconds in to the photo shoot, it all goes horribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't go into the sordid details, but needless to say our family picture is less than stellar (did i really expect any different????) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a positive note (and boy do i need one!) the boys individual pictures turned out REALLY cute.  the one of them together, not so good.  so i think i'll go back soon and try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i really just say that?  i must be crazy......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112563688544204206?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112563688544204206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112563688544204206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112563688544204206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112563688544204206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/09/were-sorta-alive.html' title='we&apos;re (sorta) alive...'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112559330657530483</id><published>2005-09-01T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T09:49:29.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord be with us today....</title><content type='html'>so it's family picture day. just saying that is making me naseous! outfits are clean coordinated and ready to go. we've talked to garrett about his 'good' smile vs that annoying 3-year-old-total-teeth-eyes-closed grin he so often likes to do. i'm not to worried about parker, except that he might scoot off the set and out of the picture! tmib will start getting silently frustrated that it's taking to long, and i'll start to sweat and 'melt' due to the complete and utter meltdown of all parties involved.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a beer and some advil just thinking about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112559330657530483?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112559330657530483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112559330657530483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112559330657530483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112559330657530483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/09/lord-be-with-us-today.html' title='Lord be with us today....'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112551753483451367</id><published>2005-08-31T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T12:45:34.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lemony fresh</title><content type='html'>there is something about cleaning that i trylu love.  maybe it's the energy exerted.  maybe it's the feeling of accomplishment. maybe it's knowing it's clean and you don't have to worry about cleaning it for awhile.  heck maybe it's just the smell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started this am when the man in black (aka tmib) was like, this house stinks and i'm buying some carpet deoderizer.  so he went to the store, brought back some arm &amp; hammer for the carpet (and a starbucks goody for me as well).  well it evolved into a whole move-the-furniture-wash-the-rugs-mop-the-floor kinda cleaning.  1 hour later, and several good smells later the kitchen/dining room is clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clean that is, until toys get strewn across the floor, one of the dogs lays down and sheds in place or tmib walks across the carpet without wiping his feet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well it was nice while it lasted....&lt;div 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fresh'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112545887367261292</id><published>2005-08-30T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:39:51.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/255/7677/640/P8110228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/255/7677/320/P8110228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my party and I'll cry if I want to! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I've worked as a waitress in many establishments over the years since age 18. WHY is it that when waitresses/waiters sing their little happy birthday songs to kids they scare the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;be-jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; out of them???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112545887367261292?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112545887367261292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112545887367261292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112545887367261292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112545887367261292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-my-party-and-ill-cry-if-i-want-to_30.html' title=''/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112542017409768145</id><published>2005-08-30T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T09:42:54.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mornings suck!</title><content type='html'>the one thing I hate most around our house is the morning.  i no longer need an alarm clock to get up at a decent hour....i have parker for that now :)  but once he's up, and then garrett gets up, the chaos beings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing how L-O-N-G it can take for me to get a shower, get dressed, get the boys dressed, clean up jammies, make beds and get breakfast into them.  the sad part?  i'm usually up around 6:30/7:oo and this whole morning ritual isn't done until 9:30! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh where have the lazy mornings gone?  lounging around in my pj's while sipping a starbucks mocha kinda lazy days? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventhough they are crazy, hectic and annoying, they're still better than waking up alone with no one to talk to.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112542017409768145?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112542017409768145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112542017409768145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112542017409768145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112542017409768145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/08/mornings-suck.html' title='mornings suck!'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112535837596761040</id><published>2005-08-29T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T16:32:55.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy....so sleepy</title><content type='html'>well it's a RARE quiet moment right now.  cody got home from his night shift @ 8am and is still sleeping.  both boys are napping though parker just made a little noise.  so what am i doing with this prcious uninterrupted quiet time?  getting in some much needed nap time?  catching up on the worlds top stories?  scrubbing my bathrooms or folding laundry? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck no, i'm wasting time on the computer.  the sad part is i'd much rather be wasting time creating in the craft room, but it's surrounded by 3 rooms full of sleeping boys.  and with my luck the slightest slide of the paper cutter would awake all 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and eventhough though most of me would like to be creating, i think i want someone to wake up because i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so ask me that same question when all 3 are awake, hungry and demanding....i'll probably be wishing to be bored again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112535837596761040?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112535837596761040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112535837596761040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112535837596761040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112535837596761040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/08/sleepyso-sleepy.html' title='sleepy....so sleepy'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112535708956705918</id><published>2005-08-29T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T16:17:31.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there's a first time for everything....</title><content type='html'>well thought it was time to start a blog.  yeah right, just what i need...something else to take up more of my time!  i guess it doesn't matter much at this point since no one is reading this as of yet :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* one important thing to note, although I am a college graduate (GO COUGS!) i NEVER check my spelling....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112535708956705918?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112535708956705918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112535708956705918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112535708956705918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112535708956705918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/08/theres-first-time-for-everything.html' title='there&apos;s a first time for everything....'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15940876.post-112555283387600437</id><published>2005-08-11T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T22:35:04.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scenes from the big 'one'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8110217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8110217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P81102121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P81102121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8110231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8110231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8110226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8110226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/1600/P8110236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3828/1494/320/P8110236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15940876-112555283387600437?l=stampincarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/112555283387600437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15940876&amp;postID=112555283387600437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112555283387600437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15940876/posts/default/112555283387600437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stampincarlee.blogspot.com/2005/08/scenes-from-big-one.html' title='scenes from the big &apos;one&apos;'/><author><name>carlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08803255539337546523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
