<?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-5984778092363245351</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:36:41.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Templetown</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>211</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-1685721105532875359</id><published>2009-06-27T03:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T03:38:46.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since I am Up......</title><content type='html'>It's been quite a while since I blogged anything and this might end up being a boring one, but what the hell.  It's 6:00 in the a.m. and I cannot sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month of June is coming to a close.  Elizabeth ended school on another high note, being on the honor roll, etc.  I know its the lower grades, but if we can keep this up, she might be able to get the scholarship Florida offers for student remaining on the honor roll their entire school life.  Our neighbor across the street will be going to USF just for doing that...Who knows......what is important right now is that E loves school and is fully invested in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started summer camp through the Park Recreation program.  She goes to Sadie Park.  The first day taking her was like Kindergarten all over again.  She was so shy, wouldn't let go of George and brought me to tears when I went back to the car.  But later that day, she LOVED it.  She goes everyday, M - F somewhere around 7:30 and pick up varies to what is going on.  She has stayed to 6 one or two days, but somewhere between 4 &amp;amp; 5 seems to be the norm.  But I will be pulling her for playdate days, like this coming Monday.....when we have a pool party of E's preschool friends that she still sees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian is doing the Kids Construction Zone at LVC.  This is her 3rd year and basically the same every year.  But it is great for her because her teacher for the summer is her teacher next year and was her afterschool teacher (at times) last year.  So its nice that they are forming their bond now so the start of school will be a smooth transition.  I've said this before but even being home now, her speech is improving so much.  Yes, she will still need to see her speech therapist, but she is speaking more clearly.  She's been wonderful, with the exception of the last few days, this summer.  The past few days have been extremely challenging for George and I and we need to remember to just help her and not let it get the best of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned on going to NY this summer but canceled that due to Elizabeth being in Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat through the Village Players.  We are considering Thanksgiving time, but with gas prices, the considering becomes less and less.  (Probably should of never made plans with family for November only to disappoint them). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is work.  I have a very good friend, who is also my manager, who is suffering from migraines, worse than anyone else I know.  She has been out of work most of this week and last week, was put on 14 (I think) different prescriptions including an injectable.  I know migraines are difficult (although I never had one) but this is the worse case I have ever seen.  Feel better, sweetie~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it...Whoever reads this, either down here or up North is on Facebook so I will not bore you with repeat pictures.  God knows I post a lot of them on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until I am sitting here thinking what to do again.......I'll be back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-1685721105532875359?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1685721105532875359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=1685721105532875359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1685721105532875359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1685721105532875359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/06/since-i-am-up.html' title='Since I am Up......'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-3743251169313163600</id><published>2009-06-08T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:17:10.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>Just wrapping up the weekend with Elizabeth "Bowling" Birthday Party....Sometimes I wonder, why bother with a blog with all my facebooking going on, but there are those friends that read this and do not go on FB too often.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, we had Elizabeth's party at the Brandon Crossroads Bowling. We did the Cosmic Bowling, of course, lights down, music blaring....Now she had chose this rather than a pool party. Amazing that at her ripe old age of 7, she had two amazing choices and did not want the pool party 3 years in a row...Man, at that age, I would of loved to have had a pool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had about 11 friends come. Fortunately, Elizabeth does have a lot of friends that gravitate towards her...unfortunate on my pocket at times. But bowling was perfect...I did not have to worry about cleaning the house, the food or the mess afterwards....I allowed Elizabeth to have 2 friends stay over, which were two girls from her class. They ended up staying up until around 10:00, which is 2 hours pass what Elizabeth is used to. But the annoying, amazing, stunning things was around 3:00, they woke me up wanting breakfast...WHAT???? I sent them back to bed...NO WAY!!! They ended up staying up AT THAT TIME for the rest of the day...How and why? I think they were all tired, nobody took the initative to say, lets go back to sleep, etc. I did all I could do, but I needed my sleep. It was all innocent and they played Barbie's....AND MADE A BIG MESS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was too beat to go to Church, so George took Elizabeth and the girls...while Jilly and I went in the pool. 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Preparing our kids for summer break....preparing ourselves for the kids summer break and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had a remarkable month and a lot of good fortune come our way...No, not extra cash...things worth much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen Elizabeth grow with more confidence in her day to day living...Her being able to accept disappointment while being happy for someone else gain. She tried out for Sound of Music, was not casted, but excited her friend was and wants to see her in the play. She worked so hard on studying for her Spelling Bee. She came in a proud 2nd place. Academically, she has exceeded all expectations for her age and grade level once again. She earned a gold medal for Math and has not taken any of this for granted. She has been rewarded with a phone call to audition for Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat and was casted. What news...the call came at 9:30 on the eve before her Birthday. She received (finally as she would put it) a Nintendo DS with the Littliest Pet Shop game. A well deserved birthday gift for hardworking 7 year old. Elizabeth will be attending a Summer Day Camp @ Sadie Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've made leaps and bounds with Jillian....She graduated for Preschool status to actual PreK. She will be spending her 3rd straight year at LVC's summer camp program. Her speech has improved and her fluency has also received positive recognition. She performed in the Spring Show at Church with the Children's Choir along with her sister. Her group of close friends are kids that she will take with her next year and just possibly for the onset of Elementary years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kitchen is completed once again, with some minor adjustments of mixed match wood grains that need to be replaced. We were even able to get new carpeting for our family room, the contractor convincing the insurance company that even though there was not noticable water damage, the carpet was soaked for too long with little kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Summer 2009, I am truly ready for you....I know it will be a busy one for some activities do not stop and playdates and work just keep on coming......but I am ready to take you on!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-6023367782535494645?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6023367782535494645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=6023367782535494645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6023367782535494645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6023367782535494645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/05/summary-of-life-at-templetown.html' title='A Summary of the Life at Templetown'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-5911292237545958814</id><published>2009-05-10T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T03:07:33.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day to me and to all</title><content type='html'>What would Mother's Day be if I was not woken up at 5:30 this morning by Jillian. Quite honestly, it would not be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of being a Mom is to be there for your kids...no matter what time of day or reason, just to be there...No, its not always easy and not easy to do with a smile, but it is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as there are mom's that are looking to sleep in today, I will not be doing that...There are mom's that expect pampering, I cannot do that....And then there are mom's that appreciate gifts or cards, I did get that...Two beautiful homemade cards...Cards that could not wait until today...And a Mother's Day breakfast at the preschool tomorrow.....That's all I want or need. I do not want or need gifts, I need the hugs and kisses from my girls...The greatest gift I can receive is comforting my eldest, when she was cryng last night and nervous about her Church play, or the youngest that insisted on more Apple Juice in the wee hours of the a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day to ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A Mother's Day Poem I found)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, it's such a hectic day With little time to stop and pray For life's been anything but calm Since You called on me to be a mom Running errands, matching socks Building dreams with building blocks Cooking, cleaning, and finding shoes And other stuff that children lose Fitting lids on bottled bugs Wiping tears and giving hugs A stack of last weeks mail to read So where's the quiet time I need? Yet when I steal a minute, Lord Just at the sink or ironing board To ask the blessings of Your grace I see then, in my small one's face That you have blessed me All the while And I stop to kiss That precious smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-5911292237545958814?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5911292237545958814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=5911292237545958814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5911292237545958814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5911292237545958814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-to-me-and-to-all.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day to me and to all'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-7347873662859353398</id><published>2009-04-29T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T04:46:56.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to Plan my vacation!!</title><content type='html'>Just for those curious about what I wrote on Facebook, we are thinking of taking a trip to NY the end of July into August....The girls really want to see their grandmother...and although she's been very healthy, she's about to undergo a serious of tests due to problems that she's been having with her stomach...Just made me think, we need to take a roadtrip!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-7347873662859353398?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7347873662859353398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=7347873662859353398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7347873662859353398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7347873662859353398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/04/trying-to-plan-my-vacation.html' title='Trying to Plan my vacation!!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-7913237666620724547</id><published>2009-04-26T08:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T08:41:51.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAISY DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, a Junior Girl Scout troop hosted a "Daisy Day" for all the Daisy Troops. What a fun day it was....I had 9 out of 11 girls in my troop go! They had 4 different stations set up., 1.) Bridging to Brownies 2.) Pet Care, 3.) Eco Station and 4.) Food Power&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each station had an explanation of why the particular subject was important to society, people or our environment. There was a craft included which each one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But exciting stuff for Elizabeth....her and her friend that came with us, were in the Flag Ceremony...We were the first ones there and they asked...How exciting for 6 yr olds!!! (I know bloggers that were ever Scouts would understand all the excitement of that!) 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So I needed to change my blog background to get me in the mood for the pool, beach and sun!!!  Can't forget all the sand too!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-4096946882887481420?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4096946882887481420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=4096946882887481420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4096946882887481420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4096946882887481420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/04/here-comes-summer.html' title='Here Comes Summer....'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-6338922258768124143</id><published>2009-04-12T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:05:24.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well today was the big day...Both girls woke me up by 6:30, wondering if the Easter Bunny showed up. Well (he or she) did! The Easter Bunny ate the carrots and jelly beans we left out and hid their baskets and a big jug of bubbles and bubble making things around the house. The Easter Bunny was low key....besides the little things of candy and small items, Elizabeth did get HSM 3 and Jillian did get a new bike helmet...How did that furry Bunny know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the traditional 10:45 service, came home, had an Easter egg hunt, and had munchies and swam and ate. It was a fun day for all...Here are a few pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, George and I did go to the "Walk with the Cross" or something like that ate Horizon something or another, church. It was very similiar to the Walk through Bethlehem, but instead, told the story of the last days of Jesus...It was touching....Here are some pictures of both last night and today!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeKcbwpiQ8I/AAAAAAAAAow/KHZQ58987XU/s1600-h/P1050505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323989710234862530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeKcbwpiQ8I/AAAAAAAAAow/KHZQ58987XU/s320/P1050505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeKcbm2r9DI/AAAAAAAAAoo/C06m_u_OCIE/s1600-h/P1050502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323989707605668914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeKcbm2r9DI/AAAAAAAAAoo/C06m_u_OCIE/s320/P1050502.JPG" /&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeKccJbhmAI/AAAAAAAAAo4/v4QBrb4xoa8/s1600-h/P1050513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeKcuk51UYI/AAAAAAAAApg/wkwxQlciGDE/s1600-h/P1050543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323990033499509122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeKcuk51UYI/AAAAAAAAApg/wkwxQlciGDE/s320/P1050543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-6338922258768124143?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6338922258768124143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=6338922258768124143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6338922258768124143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6338922258768124143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeKcbwpiQ8I/AAAAAAAAAow/KHZQ58987XU/s72-c/P1050505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-1441257388762786329</id><published>2009-04-11T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T04:10:12.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeB57uo6XCI/AAAAAAAAAog/Fd4hCdK6u6M/s1600-h/P1050496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323388638571059986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeB5wyNg2xI/AAAAAAAAAoI/O1d2-Vpbm1A/s320/P1050411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeB5wjl-i-I/AAAAAAAAAoA/vph-G_Td1yI/s1600-h/P1050396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323388634647137250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeB5wjl-i-I/AAAAAAAAAoA/vph-G_Td1yI/s320/P1050396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...its early Saturday a.m., Spring Break is officially over and we have Easter to look forward to tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week (Wed. &amp;amp; Thursday) consisted of various playdates with preschool and school friends. It was packed with loads of fun. As previous posted on Facebook, Elizabeth has completely mastered riding a two-wheeler....We've gone to a friend's house and the following day to All Person's Park, plus time at home playing in dirt (Jillian) and riding scooters and bikes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was suppose to be our Disney trip and we were actually going to go next Friday also, but those blackout dates are upon us...Never bothered looking them up and saw on our pass envelope that we are in the middle of them. So we will wait until the 18th and all will be good in our little world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George was off on Friday and Elizabeth really did not want to go to the beach...Something about wedgies with her bathing suit, so we were not forcing the issues. Instead she has been asking to go to Dinosaur World...Yes, Dinosaur World instead of the beach..Hmmm! Oh well, it's there Spring Break. There were not a lot of people there, but just enough...But for a cheaper day, closer to home, it was fine...Then the kids took their first venture this season in the pool. I went in because it was their first time and it was freezing....But what we do for our kiddies...!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice family day ending with some current family video's and looking at old ones, back when Elizabeth just graduated from preschool....It does not get any better than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is Saturday, back to the usual feeling that its the weekend and tomorrow we will have Jeremiah, George's son and some of our friends over for a relaxing and enjoyable Easter dinner....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well and everyone enjoyed their week and for those who still have their's to come, enjoy their own vacation!!! Happy Easter to all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-1441257388762786329?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1441257388762786329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=1441257388762786329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1441257388762786329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1441257388762786329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/04/end-of-spring-break.html' title='The End of Spring Break'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeB57uo6XCI/AAAAAAAAAog/Fd4hCdK6u6M/s72-c/P1050496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-8749908125953599333</id><published>2009-04-08T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T04:40:21.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break (So Far!)</title><content type='html'>Well, it is Wednesday of Spring Break and we are having lots of fun!!  Sunday, after our huge luncheon and Easter Egg Hunt at Church, we just relaxed the best we could to gear up for a busy week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, my friend's son was with us all day.  We went to Pump It Up, where I ran into a mom I knew, and now wish I knew better, from a Mom's group I was part of.  Her son and Jillian played and really enjoyed each other..(Its Wed. and she still is asking for him)....After playing for 1-1/2 hours, we went to lunch with friends to McDonalds and then back to my house.  Elizabeth and Jillian played with Critter all afternoon and Elizabeth Mastered riding her 2-wheeler.  She had done it before, kind of...She was scared of falling, but after a few attempts, she just took off...Very Proud Mommy Moment!!!  That evening, a friend came over to color and cut my hair and her daughter played with the girls some more...Yes, my girls were entertained, truly, ALL DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend from preschool/church had invited Elizabeth to spend the day at Busch Gardens on Tuesday.  Again, the daughter is Elizabeth's age and they get along so well.  I took Jillian to play her first game of Miniature golf...After about the 8th with lots of chilly wind, she just about as through...We goofed off and finished, skipping maybe 2 holes, but it was a lot of fun.  I needed some Jillian time.  We went shopping, etc. and ended the day at the gym.  When Elizabeth came home, she was so tired, so happy and teary eyed because her day ended.  We went through the same thing after our first vacation to Disney.  She had slowly realized that we would go back and the same with Busch Gardens...So all is well in her world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week is full of playdates and ending on Friday with a trip to Epcot and Magic Kingdom.  I want to see the Flower and Garden Show, especially after seeing another blogger's post (yes, I mean you Jen) and Jillian will want to stop at Mickey's House!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cool and grateful I am....to be a stay-at-home mom, be able to work and bring home a full-time salary, and still take these types of vacations for my kids...Yes, I am saying this because this week (so far) is like a dream, but not every day off with the girls are this pleasant...So I am grateful for a well-planned, well-behaved week...so far........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-8749908125953599333?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8749908125953599333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=8749908125953599333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8749908125953599333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8749908125953599333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-break-so-far.html' title='Spring Break (So Far!)'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-9162844777002533602</id><published>2009-04-04T03:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T04:06:15.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break is Here!!!</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I posted a blog...Life has been busy...But isn't it for most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are doing well...Jillian has really shown growth in school and at home...She is excelling in Karate and just enjoying herself. She even has a line in our Church Easter show through choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth, honor roll again.  She has met and exceeded all expectations for her grade and age.  Her reading is unbelievable and she has nice handle on multiplication, self-taught.  She'll be ahead of the game when she is actually learning it in school.  She's my eager beaver with academics.  She still does dance, choir and Karate...Loves it all.  In a few weeks, she is audition for Sound of Music through StageDoor, the same production company that did Oklahoma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian will attend Summer Camp through LVC preschool, like she has over the last couple of years.  Elizabeth will be attending a Summer Camp program over here at Sadie Park, through the Hillsborough County Park Commission.  Price was awesome and it will keep her busy rather than looking for those ridiculously high price weekly camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George is doing well and is now a Webelos Den Leader in the Cub Scout.  No, we have no young boys, but he was involved in Scouts when his boys were that age and he loved doing it so much that he now wants to continue.  He was actually a Scoutmaster, one of those big shots, so good for him.  He still is cooking, but just for us...LOL!  Lucky me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, well not much new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I posted on Facebook, we had to deal with a pipe leak that caused minor damage to one kitchen cabinet, resulting in a complete set of new cabinets we just ordered yesterday.  The final result is new cabinets, drywall in kitchen area and family room area, two rooms completely painted and a concrete patch for our lanai with our lanai being painted.  Unfortunately the only thing we really wanted replaced was the one cabinet and the carpet, but the carpet was denied due to the laminant on the backing being in tack.  The cabinet's, even 5 yrs old, start to change color and for oak, become slightly darker.  Matching cabinet's is not a simple task and State Farm has agreed to replace them all.  We hired a contractor through State Farm instead of receiving a check and us hiring someone.  So its nice to know that the insurane company is handling everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly looking forward to Spring Break and the week's vacation I took.  We have plans including several playdates and Disney!  Who can pass on Disney!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all that reads my blog is happy and healthy and to all that are having Spring Break, have a happy one!  For my northern buddies, your's is still to come....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-9162844777002533602?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/9162844777002533602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=9162844777002533602' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/9162844777002533602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/9162844777002533602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-break-is-here.html' title='Spring Break is Here!!!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-7851115876707304274</id><published>2009-03-23T16:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:58:23.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ana Marie Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/ScgiAyAt_qI/AAAAAAAAAn4/DiV14ZxlJf4/s1600-h/P1050184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316536756931002018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/ScgiAyAt_qI/AAAAAAAAAn4/DiV14ZxlJf4/s320/P1050184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/Scgh7wRcloI/AAAAAAAAAno/FzaATRlqDBg/s1600-h/P1050192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316536670564947586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/Scgh7wRcloI/AAAAAAAAAno/FzaATRlqDBg/s320/P1050192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/Scgh8KIp_uI/AAAAAAAAAnw/nPRypUHHYMI/s1600-h/P1050157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316536677507399394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/Scgh8KIp_uI/AAAAAAAAAnw/nPRypUHHYMI/s320/P1050157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/ScghzYu3EmI/AAAAAAAAAng/8QKtmdW0DIg/s1600-h/P1050149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316536526806913634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/ScghzYu3EmI/AAAAAAAAAng/8QKtmdW0DIg/s320/P1050149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/Scghyw_mlfI/AAAAAAAAAnY/epV0Yqrp678/s1600-h/P1050132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316536516139718130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/Scghyw_mlfI/AAAAAAAAAnY/epV0Yqrp678/s320/P1050132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A FUN DAY!!!  That's about all I need to say about my Sunday :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-7851115876707304274?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7851115876707304274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=7851115876707304274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7851115876707304274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7851115876707304274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/03/ana-marie-island.html' title='Ana Marie Island'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/ScgiAyAt_qI/AAAAAAAAAn4/DiV14ZxlJf4/s72-c/P1050184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-8246293356983046827</id><published>2009-03-07T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T19:22:18.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Picking and Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yahoo! My Daisy Troop sold out (2nd week in a row) of ALL our GS cookies at our Cookie Booth...no more booths...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this afternoon while Daddy was cleaning the pool and doing some outside work, I took the girls to Hydro Harvest Farms for some strawberry picking and then to All Person's Park...Just a fun girlie afternoon...Here are some photos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SbM4_tVFroI/AAAAAAAAAmo/_cYxxbpgWec/s1600-h/P1050028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310651052750909058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SbM4_tVFroI/AAAAAAAAAmo/_cYxxbpgWec/s320/P1050028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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Saturday, my Daisy Troop had their first Cookie Booth at Publix on 60.  We did amazing.  It is truly wonderful to see 5 and 6 year olds be so excited to "serve" the community and sell cookies.  I've always know that GS cookies were very popular, but again, the crowds and amount of boxes that are bought are truly amazing.  We have one more booth next week which I know will still be as exciting as yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George's son came over also.  George and his son are planning a camping trip in April.  They can have some father and son/bonding time.  Elizabeth will be having a campout with her friend in a couple of months...and in our backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Race Day and my fav was doing so well until closer to the end...Then literally near the last lap or two, crashed!  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the weekend because its nice to have family time and in a strange sense, escape the busyness and hastle of weekday events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is time to set up coffee and get ready to read in bed...Please, I want a nice night of sleep and not one of those quick nights...LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-5529637551679080886?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5529637551679080886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=5529637551679080886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5529637551679080886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5529637551679080886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-week-upon-us.html' title='A New Week Upon Us'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-6328044476136081344</id><published>2009-02-26T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T18:24:24.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings in the Temple House</title><content type='html'>It seems like forever since I have been on my blog. I do not feel like I've been any busier than normal, but Facebook has taken over my life (when I am on the computer). Yes, I am addicted...LOL! At least its a positive one!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First to start, I've had that nasty chest cold that has been going around and actually lost my voice for almost 3 days. Kids loved it....couldn't really tell them what to do...Elizabeth also developed the same and her voice was going, but easy restored. We both still have the cough. Jillian has been coughing, but nothing really big. George has begun to sniffle, but nothing more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mood lately has been gloomy.  With the exception of a loving family, I seem to be constantly thinking and worrying.  I think its part not feeling good, part PMS, part the world, and a big part that I bring on myself....Thank you Temple Family....for stilling loving me through all this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both girls are enjoying Karate. I need to brag, but Elizabeth balanced longer than the boys in her class (and it was a class filled with boys), kicked high and steady and showed more strength. Hard to believe that she has an assertion problem...no problem with being aggressive. Jilly is steady there and her listening years (at Karate) have been turned around. Very proud of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was able to get the required certification needed for Jillian's VPK next year and turned in that with her blue and yellow forms already. We are set! Last year in preschool, but I am not ready to discuss that any further. Just know blog readers, I've volunteered in that school since Elizabeth was there, been secretary of the Parent's Association, know all the teacher's, some even socially, so next year around April/May, I will not only feel sad because of my littliest girl will be moving to Kindergarten, but someplace I really enjoyed being part of, coming to an end...But I've gained so much experience there and instead of being partially involved in the PTA at Elizabeth's school, I can become more vested in Elizabeth and then, Jillian's school. Its a bittersweet move...But heck, I need to stop....I said I wasn't going there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight was the Dr. Seuss PJ Party at Yates. Elizabeth went last year, had a blast and again this year...This year was even better being that this was her 2nd year going, she was able to see Kindergarten classmates that she does not see as much this year. She heard 5 different stories and the best part was....NO PARENT WORKSHOP this year! LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend is our first Girl Scout Cookie Booth....Publix on 60 and Robertson from 1:00 - 4:00, come out and support our troop. Next Sat., Publix on Kingsway from 10:00 - 1:00..(Troop 556)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, I will end it with some Family Fun a couple of weekends ago...Washing my van! Good night all!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SadN_3gKOTI/AAAAAAAAAmI/FxwtbZIGISY/s1600-h/P1040893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307296445505354034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SadN_3gKOTI/AAAAAAAAAmI/FxwtbZIGISY/s320/P1040893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SadN_6sdL-I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/-croxhL3rNg/s1600-h/P1040895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307296446362234850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SadN_6sdL-I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/-croxhL3rNg/s320/P1040895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SadOARoaw6I/AAAAAAAAAmY/TQGnSHTqmok/s1600-h/P1040896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307296452519314338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SadOARoaw6I/AAAAAAAAAmY/TQGnSHTqmok/s320/P1040896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-6328044476136081344?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6328044476136081344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=6328044476136081344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6328044476136081344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6328044476136081344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/02/happenings-in-temple-house.html' title='Happenings in the Temple House'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SadN_3gKOTI/AAAAAAAAAmI/FxwtbZIGISY/s72-c/P1040893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-2908303482476910038</id><published>2009-02-07T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T07:42:44.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karate Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanted to post some pictures from Karate. From what the instructor says, Elizabeth is the stronger than most of the boys. She is really excelling and between dance and now Karate, you never really realize how much they both tie into each other...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jillian is still enjoying it and doing very well. In general, Jilly's behavior is so much better! I am a proud mommy!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SY2rCrlKPfI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ukDLLRgu2Us/s1600-h/P1040844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300080399031614962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SY2rCrlKPfI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ukDLLRgu2Us/s320/P1040844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SY2rDIVjT3I/AAAAAAAAAlo/ruIGIFhXtF4/s1600-h/P1040846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300080406750777202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SY2rDIVjT3I/AAAAAAAAAlo/ruIGIFhXtF4/s320/P1040846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SY2rC85ydYI/AAAAAAAAAlg/OGykfaA3jdo/s1600-h/P1040845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300080403681539458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SY2rC85ydYI/AAAAAAAAAlg/OGykfaA3jdo/s320/P1040845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SY2rOQjiRMI/AAAAAAAAAlw/QYoE13TTFS8/s1600-h/P1040847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300080597935473858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SY2rOQjiRMI/AAAAAAAAAlw/QYoE13TTFS8/s320/P1040847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-2908303482476910038?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2908303482476910038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=2908303482476910038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2908303482476910038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2908303482476910038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/02/karate-pictures.html' title='Karate Pictures'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SY2rCrlKPfI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ukDLLRgu2Us/s72-c/P1040844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-1119094774445256742</id><published>2009-01-25T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T12:10:36.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gasparilla</title><content type='html'>I am basically not going to type much, let the pictures just tell the story...Our first year at the children's parade...A BIG thank you to Shannon and her MIL for letting us all park at her house. It was a blast...and how can you not get caught up in catching beads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFCrXQ3OI/AAAAAAAAAkI/LFyNgTf50KI/s1600-h/P1040684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295323911671569634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFCrXQ3OI/AAAAAAAAAkI/LFyNgTf50KI/s320/P1040684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFDAqko4I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/781ibmuOQ9g/s1600-h/P1040686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295323917389702018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFDAqko4I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/781ibmuOQ9g/s320/P1040686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFK0WTTjI/AAAAAAAAAkY/mWUGTUgbyjU/s1600-h/P1040688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295324051522407986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFK0WTTjI/AAAAAAAAAkY/mWUGTUgbyjU/s320/P1040688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFLKvguWI/AAAAAAAAAkg/0vqJX5ww8jM/s1600-h/P1040701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295324057533725026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFLKvguWI/AAAAAAAAAkg/0vqJX5ww8jM/s320/P1040701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFWeAfr3I/AAAAAAAAAkw/-WcPINloi44/s1600-h/P1040748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295324251683794802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFWeAfr3I/AAAAAAAAAkw/-WcPINloi44/s320/P1040748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFeVdt0OI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Wc-vPb8MKhM/s1600-h/P1040747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295324386829390050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFeVdt0OI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Wc-vPb8MKhM/s320/P1040747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFWPUZ_tI/AAAAAAAAAko/vT76JavDPbs/s1600-h/P1040752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295324247740776146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFWPUZ_tI/AAAAAAAAAko/vT76JavDPbs/s320/P1040752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next pictures is not even half of what we ended up with in beads!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFkpZSb8I/AAAAAAAAAlI/tvIGL1sdAdI/s1600-h/P1040766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295324495258742722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFkpZSb8I/AAAAAAAAAlI/tvIGL1sdAdI/s320/P1040766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFeQDRD9I/AAAAAAAAAlA/zlca5YBej1Q/s1600-h/P1040774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295324385376276434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFeQDRD9I/AAAAAAAAAlA/zlca5YBej1Q/s320/P1040774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am home, 6.25 lbs of beads spread throughout my house, on kitchen cabinet knobs, doorknobs, etc. It was great. Fireworks were NOTHING to brag about excite for the finale, but we had a blast and since George and Kevin went at 10:00 in the a.m., we were right up in front...Would I do it again??? As long as we have friends with parking...LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-1119094774445256742?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1119094774445256742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=1119094774445256742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1119094774445256742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1119094774445256742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/01/gasparilla.html' title='Gasparilla'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SXzFCrXQ3OI/AAAAAAAAAkI/LFyNgTf50KI/s72-c/P1040684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-4729399313502365936</id><published>2009-01-20T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T05:08:07.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inauguration Day</title><content type='html'>Well today is the day we swear in a new President.  I have to say that it is such a shame that there is such opinions from those that NEED to be heard.  We are individuals with different opinions which should be respected.  But to hear that opinions are so hot and strong are not healthy (in my opinion).  Let me re-phrase that, when someone feels they need to be loud and heard, trying to force their opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, whether republican or democrat or any other, the New President holds no experience in being President.  That is why the person is a "new" president.  No matter what branch of government, armed forces or office job a person held, does not make him more qualified.  ONLY a President that has served as President has the experience to be a President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When 9-11 happened ( and I was in NY) President or I should say Former President Bush at noon, was blamed.  The demented mastermind of the attacks did not just start planning the attacks in January when he took office and took 9 months to execute.  Katrina's response, OMG, who could of planned that.  Yes, things went wrong, but within 30 hours of the levies breaking, troops were on their way there.  Even back when the Tsumani hit, Bush was blamed for his response to the situation.  I am writing all this because no matter who is President, they take the blame and the brunt of bad publicy because society thinks "the President is God and should know better".  My opinion, yes, there are plenty of things that should of, could of, not happened or been prevented.  But one person does not really control the county.  &lt;strong&gt;I am not saying I am a Bush fan&lt;/strong&gt;.  Yes, we need a change, but I hope that American's will be open-minded and see what new elect President Obama has in store for us.  Instead of saying this country will be in trouble, nobody knows.  Even an opinion is false until proven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in saying that, I wish President Obama (as of noon also) the best of luck and support from his staff and country.  I personally look forward to having him and looking for changes to be made.  They will not happen automatically, but who are we to say that they will not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an added note, did you know that Obama will be sworn in a few minutes before noon.  Now if there was a delay, minutes even hours, he is automatically President at noon on the 20th.  Also, if Obama is sworn in at 11:30, Bush is still President until noon.  January 20th at 12:00 p.m. is the date and time...NO EXCEPTIONS!  (even weekends).  Hmm, found that out yesterday from good ole' Charlie Gibson!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-4729399313502365936?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4729399313502365936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=4729399313502365936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4729399313502365936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4729399313502365936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/01/inauguration-day.html' title='Inauguration Day'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-4513599668152791350</id><published>2009-01-13T09:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:24:31.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update and Change in Activities</title><content type='html'>A couple of posts before this one, I expressed Elizabeth's interest in going back to Choir and Karate.  Being that we just completed one week of resuming activities from the holiday break, Elizabeth discussed with George and I and we are keeping her in her Sat. ballet, but taking her out of the Emsemble and she's back in choir and will start Karate.  The amazing thing is, Jillian is one belt ahead of her, not saying there will not be room to play catchup....But she really misses choir and who can frown at the fact that she chooses to do something with the church...Schedules will be somewhat easier with Choir on Wed., 4:30 - 5:00 for Jillian and then 5:00 - 6:00 for Elizabeth.  Thursday, Karate, 5:30-6:00 for Jillian and then 6:00 - 7:00 for Elizabeth.  AND, no extra expense this year for her dancing at Universal :(, which is ok in my books!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-4513599668152791350?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4513599668152791350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=4513599668152791350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4513599668152791350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4513599668152791350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-and-change-in-activities.html' title='Update and Change in Activities'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-7420438675507152527</id><published>2009-01-11T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T10:49:44.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Scout Father/Daughter Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last night was the Girl Scout's Father/Daughter dance, or to properly and be politically correct "The Masquerade Ball". What can I say, but George and Elizabeth made a darling and good-looking couple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SWo15A2LYwI/AAAAAAAAAiA/_64SXjXmuIw/s1600-h/P1040650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290099965896123138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SWo15A2LYwI/AAAAAAAAAiA/_64SXjXmuIw/s320/P1040650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George surprised Elizabeth with a wrist corsage, which she felt funny wearing. She kept thinking that her friends would think she was married...How cute, a strange thing to think, but nevertheless, very adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SWo74iM7cwI/AAAAAAAAAiY/2_XnatoxzU8/s1600-h/P1040656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290106554739815170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SWo74iM7cwI/AAAAAAAAAiY/2_XnatoxzU8/s320/P1040656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me, how beautiful...And of course, Jillian needed to pose before the "big date"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SWo15tP-0YI/AAAAAAAAAiI/81-epfhKZgE/s1600-h/P1040655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290099977815511426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SWo15tP-0YI/AAAAAAAAAiI/81-epfhKZgE/s320/P1040655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SWo_CX_Xc3I/AAAAAAAAAi4/fn-9us0jkP0/s1600-h/P1040653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290110022332150642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SWo_CX_Xc3I/AAAAAAAAAi4/fn-9us0jkP0/s320/P1040653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a fly on the wall. I was at Nativity early in the a.m. setting up with other troop leaders, etc. and could of went in the evening to help out, but #1, I had Jillian, and #2 and most importantly, this was Elizabeth and George's night. Elizabeth and George danced the night away.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SWo8FHuMJ3I/AAAAAAAAAio/Q7fkHkX6nJo/s1600-h/P1040666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290106770969864050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SWo8FHuMJ3I/AAAAAAAAAio/Q7fkHkX6nJo/s320/P1040666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SWo9lUJRCtI/AAAAAAAAAiw/0KovRXjW8Zc/s1600-h/P1040661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290108423572097746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SWo9lUJRCtI/AAAAAAAAAiw/0KovRXjW8Zc/s320/P1040661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was facepainting and also a huge raffle. Elizabeth did not win anything from the raffle, but another girl's dad gave her a mask...So she did win!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SWo7_orViqI/AAAAAAAAAig/D-lfq8zBgdo/s1600-h/P1040679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290106676737051298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SWo7_orViqI/AAAAAAAAAig/D-lfq8zBgdo/s320/P1040679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-7420438675507152527?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7420438675507152527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=7420438675507152527' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7420438675507152527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7420438675507152527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/01/girl-scout-fatherdaughter-dance.html' title='Girl Scout Father/Daughter Dance'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SWo15A2LYwI/AAAAAAAAAiA/_64SXjXmuIw/s72-c/P1040650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-4856536545342670083</id><published>2009-01-08T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:19:53.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Karate Girl</title><content type='html'>Jillian started back with Karate tonight.  You might remember, back in September/October, Jillian had the horrible cough that seemed to never go away.  We removed her (temporarily from Karate) because of the cough.  Any physical activity would send her in a coughing fit.  The the holiday's hit, busyness, etc. set in.  But tonight, she went back.  The joy was when she got there, a little girl remembered her, a friend from her class was there and joined last month, and another little boy, one year older than her, but in the classroom next to her's.  She was so, so happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her listening skills have improved so much, but she did fall behind in her Karate skills.  That is ok and to be expected and she'll pick that up again.  Proud of you, my Jilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth has decided that she misses choir.  She will finish this year with her two dance classes and if the schedule doesn't change, drop the Wed. class to go back to choir.  Unfortunately, this is the performing class, but it is her decision.  She had an option to switch this week, but she wants to continue with the Ballet Emsemble this year.  The problem was the Emsemble time is the same time as Choir, where all her friends are.  So is it because she misses singing or misses the time with her friends?  I would say the latter of the two, which is fine...She's only 6.  But she needed to make a decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth will be dancing at City Walk in Universal the beginning of February and then the Strawberry Festival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night is the Girl Scouts Father/Daughter Dance.  The dance is held at Nativity, where some of us will be decorating.  But I am excited for George and Elizabeth to be doing this.  They actually have a date....But sshhh, don't tell anyone, George ordered a coursage (sp?).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-4856536545342670083?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4856536545342670083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=4856536545342670083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4856536545342670083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4856536545342670083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-little-karate-girl.html' title='My Little Karate Girl'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-6706981614087067482</id><published>2009-01-02T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:43:33.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Vacation!!</title><content type='html'>Officially, it is the end of vacation for me...I start work on Monday and Jillian goes back to preschool on Monday also.  Lucky for Elizabeth to still have an extra day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the gym on New Year's Day, we tackled getting down all the Christmas decorations and packing them away.  I am happy to report that all was done yesterday with the exception of one piece of pine garland in my family room which was removed this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if anyone noticed on TV, online, or the newspaper, but Brighthouse along with Time Warner stations were going to blackout at midnight on New Year's Nick., Noggin, MTV's, VHI's and other stations due to money, of course.  While watching the Noggin Wed. afternoon, Elizabeth was concerned.  I told her that we had Verizon now not Brighthouse and we had nothing to worry about yet.  I said yet because a lot of times, things like this spill over to other companies.  In any case, she was upset and kept asking me why, I told her $$$, and she said that this was not fair to all the children that were going to lose their TV stations.  She went on and on at various points of the day....I thought it was cute and sweet how she showed her compassion for others and how unfair things can be and hurt others.  Come Thursday when the contract was agreed upon, she was so happy...Isn't that sweet!!  That's my Elizabeth, extremely in-tune with the world around her and caring of others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I tried to return some workout pants I bought at Walmart but the return line was ridiculously long.  I guess so many people still had off.  I figured I'll either get up extra early or go on Tuesday when Elizabeth is back in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth is at a sleepover by her girlfriends' house.  We took Jillian to Applebee's for some one-on-one time with her and then played Wii.  I taped her playing Wii...she's so cute how excited she gets and how she jumps around.  I'll have to post it another time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very nice vacation!  I am ready to go back to the day-t0-day routine, but will miss the girl's.  We had a busy week, filled with playing, playdates and just lots of fun!  But in reality, they are off again in 2 or 3 week's for MLK's BD...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-6706981614087067482?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6706981614087067482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=6706981614087067482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6706981614087067482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6706981614087067482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2009/01/end-of-vacation.html' title='End of Vacation!!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-5587989937728284282</id><published>2008-12-31T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:52:40.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Temple Household New Year's Eve Party</title><content type='html'>We decided to have our own party made especially to the liking of our kids...You cannot go wrong with kid friendly finger foods and a lot of Wii...(We now even have the Carnival Games)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be having chicken tenders, not frozen, freshly made, deviled seafood eggs, french fries and Triple Red Shirley Temple's.  Then just play games until 9:00ish or if the kids pass out before that....We are not drinkers, do not go to parties, so to speak and actually do not like being out on New Year's Eve!!!  So this is perfect for us!!!  George and I will watch the ball drop and come to the conclusion that yet another year passed and move forward to the next year.  I have some personal goals, one being to let go of the control I like to have of people and situations....I am aiming high and not slamming myself with a lot of goals.  The losing weight goal is ongoing...with proper eating and my love for the gym, that cannot be a true resolution...I've pretty much resolved that one and just need to maintain my enthusiasm for this...LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the Amazing (2 hour) Workout....It is called the Amazing Workout, I didn't make that one up...We have household things we want to take care of and just spend some relaxing time at home.  George will be making me my fav. dinner of all times...Lamb Chops...Yum...He's keeping everything a secret about our dinner, but Lamb is on the menu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that everyone that reads this, my Myspace and or Facebook, including family, friends, people I do not see anymore, but everyone that has touched my life has a glorious and safe New Year's!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-5587989937728284282?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5587989937728284282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=5587989937728284282' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5587989937728284282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5587989937728284282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/temple-household-new-years-eve-party.html' title='The Temple Household New Year&apos;s Eve Party'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-5282185950692861420</id><published>2008-12-29T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T17:13:40.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying Vacation Time....</title><content type='html'>I had a busy day with the girls...Went to the gym 2x's but besides that, took Elizabeth to the doctor for the annoying cough that she has had for almost 4 weeks.  They are treating her for a sinus infection with the post nasal drip, swollen nostril's, raspy cough and voice....But she is not really sick, just needed to take care of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after lunch, we played Wii and a few games of Disney's DVD Bingo Game.  There are a lot of games I do enjoy, but this one was so, so much fun.  I highly recommend it!!!  Jillian fell asleep around 4:00 and we let her...She was beat...Since being home from school, the little girl has been going nonstop...But we woke her after 1/2 an hour, went out and when we came home, had a late dinner.  Its 8:12, Jillian just fell asleep and Elizabeth is watching a Barbie movie in her room.  Movies are allowed on non-school night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we have a friend from church coming over for the day when her mom goes back to work...So it will be another busy, but fun day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-5282185950692861420?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5282185950692861420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=5282185950692861420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5282185950692861420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5282185950692861420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/enjoying-vacation-time.html' title='Enjoying Vacation Time....'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-7201470919636018773</id><published>2008-12-26T07:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T08:05:31.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with the Temple's</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful holiday....First on Christmas Eve, we went to Church. The girl's looked like little princesses in their dresses and acted like little princesses. By time we came home and ate, the girl's didn't get to bed until around 9:00. Now Elizabeth is usually sleeping by 8:00, so she was excited and ready. Jillian feel asleep before we left cookies and snacks for Santa and his reindeer, so Elizabeth did it with Daddy and wrote a note. Then George, Jeremiah (George's son) and myself stayed up until after midnight playing Wii.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVT-5UG-IAI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/rMrGpc9jhfc/s1600-h/P1040566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284128523416379394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVT-5UG-IAI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/rMrGpc9jhfc/s320/P1040566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVT_ASxhPbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/5qCbRNHv_uw/s1600-h/P1040569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284128643317054898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVT_ASxhPbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/5qCbRNHv_uw/s320/P1040569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl's slept until 7:00. That is late for Christmas morning. A tradition my brother-in-law did as a young boy in England was that him and his siblings left a pillowcase at the foot of his bed. When Santa came to visit, Santa needs to check to make sure all the children are sleeping. So he pop's a surprise or two in their own "sacks" to wake up to. So in the a.m., both girl's hopped in Elizabeth's bed and did that. Then it went quickly, the excitement of the gifts, presents to open, a nice big breakfast and just a good time playing with new things. One thing Elizabeth told me when we ran to Walgreen's for batteries (because this was the first year I forgot to check and make sure we had what we needed) was that Christmas is not about all the presents....Its about spending time with your family!! How nice for a 6 yr old to say! I said that was true and she should remember that, but she can also have fun remembering and playing with her gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVT_M1cl5-I/AAAAAAAAAho/qN5s5rcvjCU/s1600-h/P1040574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284128858782951394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVT_M1cl5-I/AAAAAAAAAho/qN5s5rcvjCU/s320/P1040574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVT_IP29hkI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nUVvu5nvX6g/s1600-h/P1040573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284128779973527106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVT_IP29hkI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nUVvu5nvX6g/s320/P1040573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hot item this year was the great savings on Black Friday with the scooters. Jillian has a princess one while Elizabeth has a Razor. So we needed to go out and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVT_UGzGLvI/AAAAAAAAAhw/sayHD9NzPEA/s1600-h/P1040588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284128983699828466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVT_UGzGLvI/AAAAAAAAAhw/sayHD9NzPEA/s320/P1040588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVT_daMWr6I/AAAAAAAAAh4/GA9azqW0Whg/s1600-h/P1040590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284129143524863906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVT_daMWr6I/AAAAAAAAAh4/GA9azqW0Whg/s320/P1040590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the kids went to bed, George and I finished watching Prison Break that we had taped and played my new Wii game, Jillian Michael's 2009 Fitness. (JM is a trainor, a tough trainor from The Biggest Loser!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today starts the playdates with 3 girl's coming over to make homemade pizza's and to play....This holiday was a little more lowkey regarding presents, nothing extragnant and staying without budgets and I have to say, it was the best yet!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-7201470919636018773?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7201470919636018773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=7201470919636018773' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7201470919636018773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7201470919636018773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-with-temples.html' title='Christmas with the Temple&apos;s'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVT-5UG-IAI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/rMrGpc9jhfc/s72-c/P1040566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-7775446895154355345</id><published>2008-12-24T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:06:07.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am officially set for Christmas. Yesterday, we had some friends over and baked, and baked, oh yea, and baked. Last night I made my first ever, Buche De Noel, ALL CHOCOLATE. I saw the recipe on ALL YOU, Walmart's magazine and I've always wanted to try to make one...Once I saw a recipe for all chocolate, I was sold. Well it was not that hard to do, time consuming more...After 4 + hours on my feet baking, then another almost 4 for this cake, boy, I was beat. This a.m. I made meatballs, sausage and homemade sauce as well as homemade toll house cookies...My stepson's fav...He gets a batch himself!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVJ4Xq7q0NI/AAAAAAAAAhA/vX3HAI47jMo/s1600-h/P1040540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283417660915896530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVJ4Xq7q0NI/AAAAAAAAAhA/vX3HAI47jMo/s320/P1040540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie Making!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVJ4X6LIzII/AAAAAAAAAhI/lfDnujzT4rQ/s1600-h/Buche+De"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283417665007307906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVJ4X6LIzII/AAAAAAAAAhI/lfDnujzT4rQ/s320/Buche+De%27+Noel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buche De Noel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, tonight we become members of Limona Village Chapel as well as I will be bapitized! So it's a very special day for the Temple's....one well overdo, but worth the wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to wish all my friends and family a Very Merry Christmas and a Wonderful Joyous New Years!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-7775446895154355345?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7775446895154355345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=7775446895154355345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7775446895154355345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7775446895154355345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/ready-for-christmas.html' title='Ready for Christmas!!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SVJ4Xq7q0NI/AAAAAAAAAhA/vX3HAI47jMo/s72-c/P1040540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-1898927096915758062</id><published>2008-12-21T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T12:26:08.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas At Disney</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is there to say except it was way crowded, but very Christmasy!!! First I need to back up with my story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister called me on Friday night. She had broken my niece's Ariel mug by accident. The mug is beautiful and they have one for each princess with Castle type windows and the princess picture in the window. Arlene (niece's name) did not know that it broken. So needless to say, my sister wanted me to see if I could find one. On ebay, the mug went for $22.00. My niece also just turned 13 on December 10th. Arlene also figured out, asked questions about the truth regarding Christmas. So my sister was very emotional about that, about the mug breaking and about her becoming a teenager.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Saturday, we are off to Disney after lunch. First, we get there and go to Magic Kingdom. As I said a few months ago, there is no way I will pay $30 for a double stroller!!! As we were entering by the courtyard, a nice family was leaving and offered their double stroller. George first said no, but I said yes and how much I appreciated it. Their children dumped a whole bunch of food in it and I would of cleaned it, but the mom helped me. We saved $30.00 and EXTREMELY thankful this happened to us. (See there are nice people in the world!LOL!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was packed so we just parked it by the courtyard to watch the Parade, which of course, was the Holiday parade. How exciting and we avoided having to pay the $50 + a person for the nighttime festivities, which is mainly the parade the kids like. I can make instant hot chocolate and save $200. heehee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the parade, we went to the store where my sister remembered buying the mug. I couldn't find her, but found a "cast member" walking with mugs and followed her to the display. I didn't see the mug at first glance and as I was asking her...BOOM, it was there. 40% off! Well how lucky is that....So I told her how happy I was and briefly told her the story. Well I was so excited that when I went to the counter to pay, I BRIEFLY told the story. The two cast members at the register asked me my name, wrote it down and said, consider this a gift to you from us and to your niece. I know it wasn't my story and periodically they must do this, but the way the story went, my sister's emotional roller-coaster, it was like a true miracle!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we battled to go to MGM, which is how long its been since I've been there. The name has changed to Hollywood Studios, but quite honestly, I do not like that name. I was there opening weekend of MGM back in the 1980 something and to me, I do not care who says differently, it is and will forever be MGM to me!! LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our last little bit of good luck was that there was no line for Ariel's show, even though it pretty much filled out and that we were 10th in line for Playhouse Disney!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended the evening with the Osborne Lights, the main reason we went to &lt;strong&gt;MGM&lt;/strong&gt;!!! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SU6lqSl5DeI/AAAAAAAAAgg/QsEVQThK4hM/s1600-h/P1040436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282341558916025826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SU6lqSl5DeI/AAAAAAAAAgg/QsEVQThK4hM/s320/P1040436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SU6luD9_PeI/AAAAAAAAAgo/dRgRihkJXe8/s1600-h/P1040438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282341623710039522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SU6luD9_PeI/AAAAAAAAAgo/dRgRihkJXe8/s320/P1040438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SU6lzCIW80I/AAAAAAAAAgw/L-gefj4vpxM/s1600-h/P1040495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282341709116011330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SU6lzCIW80I/AAAAAAAAAgw/L-gefj4vpxM/s320/P1040495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SU6l33dPu3I/AAAAAAAAAg4/T_FN4MPcdXo/s1600-h/P1040519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282341792150174578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SU6l33dPu3I/AAAAAAAAAg4/T_FN4MPcdXo/s320/P1040519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-1898927096915758062?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1898927096915758062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=1898927096915758062' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1898927096915758062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1898927096915758062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-at-disney.html' title='Christmas At Disney'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SU6lqSl5DeI/AAAAAAAAAgg/QsEVQThK4hM/s72-c/P1040436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-4917417146387343868</id><published>2008-12-20T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T08:31:02.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jillian's Christmas Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday Jillian had her Christmas party along with the class singing 3 songs. Much better than last year where Jillian just cried. This year, she was all into it...Of course it was all about the claps and laughs for Jillian. She is our performer, more on the spot and doing what she feels like doing...But that's my Jillian and she looked adorable as did the whole class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SU0dWMMa1eI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/KmrqFumPVWw/s1600-h/P1040412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281910205043103202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SU0dWMMa1eI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/KmrqFumPVWw/s320/P1040412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before school, both girls were excited that it was the last day of school....Both of them wearing their new Christmas lightup shirts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they look happy or what???!!!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SU0dWtZLTOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Ao-MbziP-I0/s1600-h/P1040395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281910213954981090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SU0dWtZLTOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Ao-MbziP-I0/s320/P1040395.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/5984778092363245351-4917417146387343868?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4917417146387343868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=4917417146387343868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4917417146387343868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4917417146387343868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/jillians-christmas-program.html' title='Jillian&apos;s Christmas Program'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SU0dWMMa1eI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/KmrqFumPVWw/s72-c/P1040412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-6518653924519486977</id><published>2008-12-20T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T07:29:09.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Saturday</title><content type='html'>Elizabeth just left for her dance party and should be home by 11:30...Then we will eat lunch and head over to Disney, Magic Kingdom and of course, end the evening with the Osborne lights. I ready for the crowd....this is usually the weekend we would go anyway....So the excitement is rising, not just for the girls, but me too! LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-6518653924519486977?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6518653924519486977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=6518653924519486977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6518653924519486977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6518653924519486977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-saturday.html' title='Fun Saturday'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-2008365999887952959</id><published>2008-12-19T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:26:49.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daisy Troop Visit to Residential Home</title><content type='html'>Today at our troop meeting, we made a special trip to a local Residential Home to deliver homemade Christmas cards and cookies. The home is Superior off of Providence Ridge Rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived (there was about 8 girls and their mom's) the girls were so excited to go in and see the people that lived there. They asked me if they were going to sing and originally, it was not part of the plan. Some of the girls are shy so I did not want to press it. But the girls really wanted to do this and I said that was fine. So we went in and met with the Executive Director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took all of us to one section of the home, where the resident's with Alzeheimer's live. The girls handed out cards, said their Merry Christmas's and had a wonderful time visiting. They sand Jingle Bells and Rudolph for entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the section where the resident's had dementia. That was sadder and when the girls finished handing out the cards and started to sing, I thought I would break a little with tears. But I pulled myself together. They sang Frosty and We Wish You a Merry Christmas. One girl did want to sing Silent Night, but that would of just done me in!!!! Here is a picture of my troop at the Home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SUxlTsA9HWI/AAAAAAAAAgI/KfCdn0jrJ9c/s1600-h/P1040427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281707851905834338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SUxlTsA9HWI/AAAAAAAAAgI/KfCdn0jrJ9c/s320/P1040427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Troop is invited to go back and I am considering Valentine's Day! But we are all in agreement that this was a special thing to do for Christmas and I truly saw happiness in the girl's faces as the resident's responded and enjoyed having their visit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy Troop 556, you are all the BEST!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-2008365999887952959?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2008365999887952959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=2008365999887952959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2008365999887952959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2008365999887952959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/daisy-troop-visit-to-residential-home.html' title='Daisy Troop Visit to Residential Home'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SUxlTsA9HWI/AAAAAAAAAgI/KfCdn0jrJ9c/s72-c/P1040427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-6460741967730923873</id><published>2008-12-18T18:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:57:16.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is Friday!  YAY!!!</title><content type='html'>I say that now...I am looking forward to tomorrow and no particular schedule for 2 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Jillian has her Christmas Party and so does Elizabeth.   Its such a lazy, fun day, that the girl's will be popping out of bed as soon as I tell them its time to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, is a project my Daisy Troop has finished.  As a group, we have made Holiday cards for a Residential Home, along with some Christmas ornaments and cookies.  (Cookies going to staff to disbursed due to dietary needs.)  I am so proud of my girl's, the eagerness and willingness to do for others.  Prior to delivering our gifts, we have our first badge ceremony.  We are squeezing a lot in to one meeting, but for 5 and 6 yr olds, that's fine.  But doing what we did as a group, is just what Scouting is about...Helping others in our community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tonight we had some "Family Wii time", which really is not an occasional thing.  We seem to have a lot of Wii nights.  Jillian is amazing with the bowling, but she does not display good sportsmanship.  We do have to work on that, but she is only 4.  Hell, I know some older kids and adults that aren't...LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night we have George's holiday dinner with his work.  I am looking forward to that, adult time...I'll take some alone adult time whenever!  But wouldn't we all...LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-6460741967730923873?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6460741967730923873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=6460741967730923873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6460741967730923873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6460741967730923873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/tomorrow-is-friday-yay.html' title='Tomorrow is Friday!  YAY!!!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-2913899952804303695</id><published>2008-12-17T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:34:57.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas and double duty schedules</title><content type='html'>Tonight, Elizabeth had her first Christmas party at dance while Jillian had her pizza party with choir.  Unfortunately, we all could not be at 2 places at once.  But it all worked out.  George took Jillian while I took Elizabeth.  Elizabeth has another dance party Sat. a.m., which George can take her to before we go to Disney!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth did a cute dance to the Can Can ballet song.  I taped it, but where I sat in the room, you could hardly see her.  But I have to say, while she takes dancing so serious, she also is loose and enjoys it.  That is what is more important than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I met with my Troop's Cookie Mom and we have a game plan for cookie sales.  So anyone that reads this, make sure you go to your GS rep to get your thin mints and other cookies...the time is coming up.  My troop has 13 girls and I think the troop as a whole will be motivated to sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I've been exhausted lately.  I know I've been busy, but I feel on edge at times....like yes, I can snap any moment.  So to those I might snap at or offend, I'm sorry!  Just a warning...I might be like this on and off for the next week or two, or for the next 7 years....maybe I'm perimenapausal...LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-2913899952804303695?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2913899952804303695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=2913899952804303695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2913899952804303695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2913899952804303695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-and-double-duty-schedules.html' title='Christmas and double duty schedules'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-772438302862640574</id><published>2008-12-14T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:49:03.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of Another Week</title><content type='html'>Can it be possible....my title of this blog is similiar to last Sunday's...Just when the weekend is over.  I have no time to really blog or much of anything else lately, so once a week is good for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Jillian had her performance at our church with the Choir.  Let me just say, she stole the show.  She was very cute, basically doing her own thing, grabbing the admiration of the lookers, especially the elder's.  I was not embarassed by her, just felt a little bad because she was stealing and getting the attention during certain parts when she shared the stage is so many other children.  But as a mom, that's my Jilly!  She didn't misbehave although she didn't constantly follow directions.  But she is 4 yrs old and she was on stage for quite a long time....Longer than I think some 4 yr olds can hold their attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week itself is somewhat of a blur.  I missed the gym so much, but other things were needed.  Elizabeth loves to go to Yates Winter Concert (went last year) and we went Thursday night.  I think this will be an annual thing being that she loves music and the singing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a heavy duty laundry day.  That's how bad this week was, I had 4 loads of laundry, which is a lot for me on the weekend.  I usually do some during the week, but this week, there was no time.  My husband was chosen to cater/serve for a Holiday Party ,so he has been gone since 10:30 this morning and not expected home until about that time in the p.m.  Girls are asleep and now is some alone time...And yes, finally finished my Christmas Cards!!! LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-772438302862640574?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/772438302862640574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=772438302862640574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/772438302862640574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/772438302862640574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-of-another-week.html' title='The End of Another Week'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-6536700150249115202</id><published>2008-12-07T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T04:55:40.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another weekend, gone</title><content type='html'>We have had a very busy weekend. Friday, we went caroling with our church. Needless to say, we had a lot of fun. There had to be at least 20 families, some with 2 or 3 children.  We had some warm soups before we left and then after we caroled. returned for cookies and cakes.  Yummy!  Jillian was in her glory, walking and skipping with Miss Heather, her music teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat., gym, dance and a birthday party. The birthday party was at BCB Bowling.  I love the "moonlight" bowling and the 80's hits they play!  Without having a working computer in our family room, it was nice to sit down and watch a movie with George.  We watched Disturbia, which was such an excellent movie, but kept me up playing on the laptop for a while...LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we finished our class to become member's of our Church.  So at the Christmas Eve service we will take our vows.  ALSO, there is no proof that I was every bapitized.  Its a big downfall when you have a mother who passed away at such a young age.  My Dad had never been one to discuss a lot of family things.  So I will be bapitized prior to taking our vows.  I was a little uneasy about being bapitized at my age, but you know what, it will mean a lot to me and to have George and my girls along with friends from the Church there.  I was thinking crazy has far as how will I look, a grown woman doing this now.  But when our Pastor mentioned the dates available and we chose the 24th (how appropriate for this) I couldn't help but tear up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must add that the girls were very good at today's meeting.  I am very proud of them.  Tonight, we are planning to go see Santa and pay the ridiculous $$$ for our one picture, but a tradition is a tradition!!! LOL!  Tomorrow, George and I took off of work for some shopping and together time.  I am looking forward to that along with 50 more hours I am taking off of work this month.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still down the main/work computer...Karlise, I know you offered and I am just waiting for our IT guy today.  If he can get in through our Verizon wireless box, he might clear it up and then we are clear...If not and I get a towerless computer for work, then I need the house one with more speed...But I'll be in touch!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-6536700150249115202?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6536700150249115202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=6536700150249115202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6536700150249115202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6536700150249115202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-weekend-gone.html' title='Another weekend, gone'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-6130945906538399348</id><published>2008-12-06T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:34:54.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Virus has hit</title><content type='html'>My computer has been hit with a nasty virus...my work computer of all computers...And our personal Dell, is slow as anything. Hopefully, I will be able to purchase a RAM to increase the speed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that after I left to pick up Jillian from school, something went on...Nothing we personally did since the computer was "home alone". But when I came home, OMG, it was going crazy. I love the convenience of going on the computer to do work, email, search, Facebook or MySpace things and now its not as simple. But we'll see...I know I'm taking off close to 60 hours this month from work, so that will help :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-6130945906538399348?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6130945906538399348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=6130945906538399348' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6130945906538399348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6130945906538399348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/virus-has-hit.html' title='The Virus has hit'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-4277983756129771173</id><published>2008-12-01T05:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T05:14:21.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy Guilt At It's Best</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, we went to our church to meet with the Pastor.  George's, along with myself's goal is to become members of our church (finally) for Christmas.  Unfortunately and fortunately, there are two classes that need to be taken and childcare is provided (usually).  EXCEPT yesterday.  The one woman's son was in the hospital, holiday weekend, etc. none could be provided.  I was hoping that the girl's would be on their best behavior, but no.  Even bribery with the Eddy's Limited Edition of Peppermint Ice Cream did not do the trick.  George ended up leaving with the girl's during the last 1/2 hour (at least) sitting in the van and letting me finish the first session.  At one point, I went outside, opened the van door and threatened them with Christmas, saying and usually a very bad word the ripped my stomach apart.  I was so mad, the one thing we wanted to do for the family.  So now I sit here with all the guilt possible, even though this morning, the girl's seem unaffective to what happened.  George was even pissed at me.  If it wasn't for the rain, I would of went for a walk and just walked and walked.  So instead, I cried and cried and went to bed at 8:30.  Please do not post things to feel sorry for how bad I was feeling.  I was so wrong about the incident and just needed to use this space to vent and to (confess) what a horrible mother I was at that particular time!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-4277983756129771173?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4277983756129771173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=4277983756129771173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4277983756129771173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4277983756129771173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/mommy-guilt-at-its-best.html' title='Mommy Guilt At It&apos;s Best'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-4166425360963643663</id><published>2008-11-28T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T03:51:52.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>Let me just say, there have been many years I would say that those people that shop on this day, get up extra early, stand in ridiculous lines are crazy...Watch on the news to see the lines outside stores while the helicopters go over for the news stations, etc...This morning at 5:00, I stood at Toys R Us looking up at those helicopters. OMG, so many people, but OMG, I saved close to $100 and have key gifts and DIRT CHEAP things. One example is a DVD Dance Revolution game, sells for $24.99...I paid $9.98. That is just one thing from a cart full of things...Yes, checkout took 1-1/2 hours, but you know what, I did it and I am done!!! AND saved! Would I do it again, it really depends if there are key items I want. Today, there were 4 or 5 things, but I doubt I would of done that, better yet, I know I would not have done that just aimlessly going...So yay for me, yay for the girls and yay for George not hearing me stress over shopping. This is also the first year I avoided the online shopping way. I can't compare to see if I would of saved shopping in person or online, but I went with a positive attitude and at the end of today, happy with what I accomplished...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-4166425360963643663?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4166425360963643663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=4166425360963643663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4166425360963643663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4166425360963643663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-2221032582261312940</id><published>2008-11-27T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T10:03:43.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to post a Happy Thanksgiving to all that read my blog...We decided against Disney ONLY because Jillian has had a cough and ended back at hte doctor on Tuesday...So its a relaxing day, cleaning out the garage and taking Christmas decorations out!  Yay!!!  I've also never done this before, but tomorrow I am working.  I will start a report that I need to run and head to TRU...Yep, around 5:30!!! a.m., that is!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-2221032582261312940?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2221032582261312940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=2221032582261312940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2221032582261312940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2221032582261312940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-1444967334464840705</id><published>2008-11-24T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:46:04.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LVC THANKSGIVING PROGRAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight was Jillian's Thanksgiving Program at her preschool. Even though she is sick again with the cough (oy vey, another story!) she did an awesome job and was so adorable on stage....Very tired and I need to be there again tomorrow, so I will just post some pictures and write another time...After all, the pictures are more important!! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272420070694776962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SStmHqxm8II/AAAAAAAAAfg/aLJOaC4FwqQ/s320/P1040296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272420064014398210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SStmHR44cwI/AAAAAAAAAfY/gCcrsxye6Jo/s320/P1040301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272420063444512594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SStmHPxAr1I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/gp9CVwxSgbE/s320/fullcrop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272420056760060914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SStmG23UC_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/9zPX1Y2bJ2Q/s320/cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Elizabeth had her Thanksgiving Program in school, but tonight she just wore her Pilgrim hat with her Hannah Montana shirt...So she is our Rockstar Pilgrim!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SStmyUkXrqI/AAAAAAAAAfo/8m5mH6V4Z0E/s1600-h/P1040288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272420803468045986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SStmyUkXrqI/AAAAAAAAAfo/8m5mH6V4Z0E/s320/P1040288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-1444967334464840705?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1444967334464840705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=1444967334464840705' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1444967334464840705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1444967334464840705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/lvc-thanksgiving-program.html' title='LVC THANKSGIVING PROGRAM'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SStmHqxm8II/AAAAAAAAAfg/aLJOaC4FwqQ/s72-c/P1040296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-8788738882473928319</id><published>2008-11-21T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T05:07:03.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Road to Recovery!!</title><content type='html'>Well, its been a strange week, 1st time we have all been sick at the same time.  Jillian started it, much better, Elizabeth is ok, has the cough still....George has the cough still and well me, I will now be able to hold my family together!  I went to the doctor and started on an antibiotic and cough medicine and although I still have the cough, hard at times, I am feeling so much better.  I need to go with my intuition when it comes to me...I know when I feel so lousy, I need something more than OTC medicine.  When I start medicine, the following day I already start feeling better.  I rarely take antibiotics so I think they start working quick on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we are celebrating Thanksgiving with George's son.  He is headed to Texas, Galveston to be more specific, to help rebuild from the hurricane in September.  He does roofing and now construction and the need is urgent there.  Work has been pretty slow here for residential work (Pinellas County) so this will be good for him.  Hopefully, he'll be back by Christmas.  We never know with him, he might just start over in Texas.  At least we'll have a new vacation spot...LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll miss him and the girl's do not really know or relate to time, so they will definitely feel like its forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, time to get ready to take Jilly to school and do my food shopping.  At least I'll miss the hustle of shopping the week of Thanksgiving...Oh yea, we are better and going to Disney for Thanksgiving.  And from what I hear, Fast pass is not even necessary on that day!! LOL!  Yay for me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-8788738882473928319?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8788738882473928319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=8788738882473928319' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8788738882473928319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8788738882473928319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-road-to-recovery.html' title='On the Road to Recovery!!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-5118827839620959186</id><published>2008-11-17T18:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:40:32.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Family of Four ~~~~~~~ALL SICK!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, we've done it now...We all have upper respiratory infections.  Jillian did start this one and was on a heavy duty cough medicine, Respitann.  I just filled her Amox. since the doctor told me that last Friday if she wasn't better, to do that.   I wanted to give her a few extra days because viral, antibotics do nothing for.  But knowing how bad she felt and how this has spread to Elizabeth, George and myself, we need to knock this out.  Today, I opened the house up to help let the cool air kill the germs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I read that Melodie and her girl's all are sick too.  I guess this newest cold/virus is hitting households, not individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is going to feel better very, very soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-5118827839620959186?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5118827839620959186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=5118827839620959186' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5118827839620959186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5118827839620959186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-family-of-four-all-sick.html' title='My Family of Four ~~~~~~~ALL SICK!!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-2057746053910739303</id><published>2008-11-15T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T06:58:54.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Space Shuttle &amp; Novemberfest</title><content type='html'>Last night, the shuttle went up to space to make some repairs to the space station that have not been working correctly for almost a year. The space shuttle went up appox. 7:55 p.m. last night and as we watched it on TV, we ran outside to see if we could see it even with all the clouds...Let me say, WE SAW IT...It was amazing to actually know that we saw it, clear as day (but as night). From the distance, it just looked like a small, bright reddish/orange line. But indeed, we can say we saw it LIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to Nativity's Novemberfest. We went because of Elizabeth and Judy's Dance dancing there. Otherwise, I am not a huge fan of overly-priced fairs and carnivals. I am not saying that the money does not go to good use, but everything is just hugely expensive there. Instead of buying 2 armbands, we just bought $20 worth of tickets and that was good for the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at about 6:30, Judy's started dancing and Elizabeth's Ballet Esemble was the 4th out of approx. 14 different dances. Her group did a fantastic job (mommy bragging) and Elizabeth looked adorable dancing. They did a Rock ballet to Queen's "We Will Rock You". Not knowing, Elizabeth's 3 friends from school and 1 from Daisy's were there. They did not come to specifically watch her dance, but when I told them that she was, they sat by us and wanted to watch her. Its so nice that at 6 yrs old, she has that kind of support from her own friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great job, Elizabeth!! We love you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-2057746053910739303?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2057746053910739303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=2057746053910739303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2057746053910739303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2057746053910739303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/space-shuttle-novemberfest.html' title='Space Shuttle &amp; Novemberfest'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-7546515783040108123</id><published>2008-11-10T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T03:36:46.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elizabeth's First Camporee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Saturday, Elizabeth went to her first Girl Scout Camporee as a Daisy. Most of my troop went besides one girl and then two new members that I could not squeeze in due to the extended deadline for RSVP's for new troops. But the girl's had a blast. We had 10 girls and its amazing how well they get along. Now at least one girl knows another girl from school or preschool (in some cases, they know a few more). But what is special is that there is not one girl that knew every girl in the troop. This gives the girls a chance to start and build new friendships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year's theme was Disney. Not only appropriate for Florida, but appropriate in my eyes! LOL! The day started with a very nice flag ceremony. To think, hundreds of girls quiet at the same time...AMAZING!!! There were 6 different activities, some free time, even a GS Swap where each person makes a certain amount of small, inexpensive crafts and then they swap with other girls. Our sister troop was there to partner with my girls. Some of the girls, like Elizabeth, really got the hang of swapping and began to re-swap..heehee! It was very cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We left around 5:00ish and I have to say, I was exhausted...but that good exhausted feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to give a special shout out and thank you to Emily, Melodie's daughter, who walked and stayed with our troop for quite a few activities.  The girls LOVED her!!!  She was there as a Senior GS (Cadette to be exact) to help my girl's with crafts or whatever. All my parents went, but having Emily around was a Godsend. Some of the parents were not as actively involved in certain activities because they wanted their girls to have that independence and also interact with Emily or other Senior Scouts running the actitivities. You can see a picture of our troop (556) with myself, my co-leader and Emily...Then there are pictures of Elizabeth....It was definitely memorable for Elizabeth because as I said previously, she lost her first tooth RIGHT before going swimming....!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRgbXf-pxlI/AAAAAAAAAeY/kvZ-MXyIVh0/s1600-h/P1040201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266989854745019986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRgbXf-pxlI/AAAAAAAAAeY/kvZ-MXyIVh0/s320/P1040201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRgbqxnJUMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/5K6DLny4IQg/s1600-h/P1040159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266990185895776450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRgbqxnJUMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/5K6DLny4IQg/s320/P1040159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRgbZrZdNBI/AAAAAAAAAe4/HDytM3Pw368/s1600-h/P1040158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266989892169970706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRgbZrZdNBI/AAAAAAAAAe4/HDytM3Pw368/s320/P1040158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRgbY8VQNzI/AAAAAAAAAew/zcPsV_FPu-g/s1600-h/P1040156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266989879535875890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRgbY8VQNzI/AAAAAAAAAew/zcPsV_FPu-g/s320/P1040156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRgbYcpZtLI/AAAAAAAAAeo/NDgEy_jbUBU/s1600-h/P1040198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266989871030449330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRgbYcpZtLI/AAAAAAAAAeo/NDgEy_jbUBU/s320/P1040198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRgbX8SFpkI/AAAAAAAAAeg/MzqBKOdVFgM/s1600-h/P1040200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266989862342731330" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRgbX8SFpkI/AAAAAAAAAeg/MzqBKOdVFgM/s320/P1040200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, if you are wondering, Jillian was in Tampa for the day at our babysitter, Lindsey's house.  This was the first time, besides school, that I have left her ANYWHERE for the day.  Lindsey was wonderful with her and Jillian did wonderful.  Towards the end, she cried for me, but Jillian had a ball.  I did get one call because Jillian did not know if she could poop at someone else's house...LOL!  I thought that was cute!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-7546515783040108123?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7546515783040108123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=7546515783040108123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7546515783040108123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7546515783040108123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/elizabeths-first-camporee.html' title='Elizabeth&apos;s First Camporee'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRgbXf-pxlI/AAAAAAAAAeY/kvZ-MXyIVh0/s72-c/P1040201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-1364763055432666299</id><published>2008-11-08T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:36:39.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tooth FINALLY Came Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brief post to my blog, Elizabeth's tooth came out today (FINALLY!) at Camporee...How exciting for her...We even emailed Daddy a picture since he is still away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRYwOFHS5JI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/n04u-Yforho/s1600-h/P1040248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266449832705451154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRYwOFHS5JI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/n04u-Yforho/s320/P1040248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRYwN-eOrZI/AAAAAAAAAeI/c7PcUe2rGdc/s1600-h/P1040246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266449830922595730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRYwN-eOrZI/AAAAAAAAAeI/c7PcUe2rGdc/s320/P1040246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-1364763055432666299?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1364763055432666299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=1364763055432666299' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1364763055432666299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1364763055432666299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/tooth-finally-came-out.html' title='The Tooth FINALLY Came Out'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SRYwOFHS5JI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/n04u-Yforho/s72-c/P1040248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-7774563288931901685</id><published>2008-11-06T18:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:37:39.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My day, Thursday</title><content type='html'>Well, George is off to NY to a family member's retirement dinner.  Its a complete surprise besides my mother-in-law and one SIL and BIL where he went to dinner tonight.  George fly directly into Newburgh/Stewart airport and the only direct flight was JetBlue out of Orlando.  What an expensive trip between tolls and parking.  But he arrived safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Jillian in the extended care program in case I was not back in time.  I picked her up after getting Elizabeth and Jillian was crying thinking I wasn't coming for her.   Mommy guilt even though I told her about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this evening, we had a Reading event at Elizabeth's school.  The PTA grilled hotdogs for anyone with a beverage and chips...so both girls ate there...Then on to the activities.  The first graders sang and each grade after had some sort of performance.  They had 3-20 minute small workshop type sessions.  These sessions were to guide parents into the reading program at Yates.  It really was not necessary that we went since I already knew the program, but it was still fun for Elizabeth.  And she saw a lot of her Daisy pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both girls are missing Daddy.  Elizabeth cried a bit from tiredness and not having Daddy around.  Its sort of a compliment to our home life, that we have such quality time with our kids and they feel something if things change.   But on the flip side, things do come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night, we have a party to go to and on Sat. is our Camporee.  Again, keep the girlies busy:):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-7774563288931901685?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7774563288931901685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=7774563288931901685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7774563288931901685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7774563288931901685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-day-thursday.html' title='My day, Thursday'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-7326067383033806309</id><published>2008-11-04T16:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:23:09.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more thing about this Election Day</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe the actions of some people.  I know someone who made a call, not to me, but another person, elderly as a matter-of-fact, telling them if they would vote one way, they would take her out to dinner.  (This was all family so there was no bribery going on!)  But the nerve.  We are part of a country that we can vote for who we prefer without having to be persuaded to do vote a certain way.  I also think that its quite rude for people that are not close to a person, to ask who they are voting for.  That is not necessary.  I was brought up that who a person votes for should be kept private.  It does not have to be broadcasted just to possibly get ridiculed by some and forced to listen to other's belief's...Come on now, we are a free country and sometimes it take a few individuals that try to take that freedom away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see what the outcome is...I will just be happy to get new blood in D.C. at this point!  Even Mickey Mouse would be an ideal candidate.  Lets face it, whoever wins, a could percentage of the citizens will bad-mouth in a year or two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just my opinion and I have approved this blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-7326067383033806309?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7326067383033806309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=7326067383033806309' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7326067383033806309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7326067383033806309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-more-thing-about-this-election-day.html' title='One more thing about this Election Day'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-1980936938310203138</id><published>2008-11-04T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T03:51:00.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ELECTION DAY</title><content type='html'>Whoohoo!  You know what that means...tomorrow we can wake up "commerical ad free", signs SHOULD come down and we should stop being flooded with SLIMY attacks from both candidates...I say both candidates since they "approve the message"...LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, time to get ready so I can drop off the girls and go vote!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-1980936938310203138?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1980936938310203138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=1980936938310203138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1980936938310203138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1980936938310203138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-day.html' title='ELECTION DAY'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-3988799202918276032</id><published>2008-11-03T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T05:08:13.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoying Phone Calls</title><content type='html'>I swear, if I get one more phone call from the Republican Party, I will scream...And yes, we are on the DO NOT CALL list, but I guess like charities, freaking politician's are exempt!!!  I am not even declared either party...something I truly do not believe in for myself...I do not vote for a Party, more the person!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow cannot come too soon!!! (call #1, 8:07 a.m. today)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-3988799202918276032?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3988799202918276032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=3988799202918276032' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3988799202918276032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3988799202918276032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/annoying-phone-calls.html' title='Annoying Phone Calls'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-2660026873570254334</id><published>2008-11-01T19:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:48:49.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to templetown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="pyzam-familysticker-start" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/familysticker"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pyzamstuff.com/family_images/e/ea/fc0126460127b911cebc1e54e05a88.png" border="0" alt="Pyzam Family Sticker Toy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your own &lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/familysticker"&gt;Family Sticker Maker&lt;/a&gt; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQ0Qjn146vI/AAAAAAAAAdk/2Yl8fyqMO6E/s320/P1030965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken at school, actually 3 days after her birthday due to our Fall Festival!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQ0QjEI87gI/AAAAAAAAAdc/w1WRl0Ym0_Y/s1600-h/P1030968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263881734058733058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQ0QjEI87gI/AAAAAAAAAdc/w1WRl0Ym0_Y/s320/P1030968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's loving it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQ0QiSJvSWI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Q049humovz8/s1600-h/P1040044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263881720640260450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQ0QiSJvSWI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Q049humovz8/s320/P1040044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yummy cake time....this was today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQ0QiCiwsFI/AAAAAAAAAdM/kolan4vzLls/s1600-h/P1040062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263881716450242642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQ0QiCiwsFI/AAAAAAAAAdM/kolan4vzLls/s320/P1040062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only my Jilly, dressed up in a Cinderella gown with a Spongebob Hat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQ0QhxQXbSI/AAAAAAAAAdE/4PkF4-0imqc/s1600-h/P1040066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263881711809686818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQ0QhxQXbSI/AAAAAAAAAdE/4PkF4-0imqc/s320/P1040066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's party wsa a lot of fun....Of course, George was our "hired" Chef for the party while I took care of the kids food. Everyone won 1st prize for their costume's and the kids played on the swings and in the sandbox practically the whole time. We did play "Pin the Nose on the Pumpkin". When everyone left, the girls played outside even in the rain. The last picture is During the Rain storm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part 2 is continuing with 3 of Elizabeth's friend's from school (all sisters) came and spent the night....They were up until 9:45..Oy Vey! But they had a nice time...My husband and I are exhausted and tomorrow is laundry and race day! THAT'S all with maybe a little work!!! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-7268596519066355446?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7268596519066355446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=7268596519066355446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7268596519066355446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7268596519066355446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-was-taken-at-school-actually-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQ0Qjn146vI/AAAAAAAAAdk/2Yl8fyqMO6E/s72-c/P1030965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-8913102925640208151</id><published>2008-11-01T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T06:40:53.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQx9STYBSAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/rSnf24DqxVE/s1600-h/P1040007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263719817881405442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQx9STYBSAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/rSnf24DqxVE/s320/P1040007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQx9RylFdSI/AAAAAAAAAc0/axVd2xsaTpk/s1600-h/P1040006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263719809077835042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQx9RylFdSI/AAAAAAAAAc0/axVd2xsaTpk/s320/P1040006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A teal witch and Char-Pey from High School Musical (all numbers)! LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had to get these on because today is now Jillian's Birthday/Halloween/Costume party...More pics to come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-8913102925640208151?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8913102925640208151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=8913102925640208151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8913102925640208151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8913102925640208151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-pics.html' title='Halloween Pics'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQx9STYBSAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/rSnf24DqxVE/s72-c/P1040007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-4912862210072604903</id><published>2008-10-31T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T19:51:26.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another School Year</title><content type='html'>Well we are off to another great start after the first period of school!  Elizabeth made honor roll again!  I am not surprised since I monitor all her work and homework daily.  We are constantly working with her on various things, from math to science things...So a proud Mommy moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trick-or-treating was a blast, as always and I'll be posting pictures in the a.m.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-4912862210072604903?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4912862210072604903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=4912862210072604903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4912862210072604903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4912862210072604903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-school-year.html' title='Another School Year'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-2983331137304916590</id><published>2008-10-29T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:02:25.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Young Republican in the House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I will not comment on whether I agree or not, but Elizabeth voted for McCain today in the election at school. On the news the other night, they had a stat saying that most elementary and/or young kids vote Republican!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQixqUJGGKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Oggtdcyz2gM/s1600-h/P1030970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262651505101904034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQixqUJGGKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Oggtdcyz2gM/s320/P1030970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I took the girls for a walk after dinner. We passed loads of Obama signs and for some reason, I thought that the name would stick with her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-2983331137304916590?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2983331137304916590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=2983331137304916590' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2983331137304916590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2983331137304916590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/young-republican-in-house.html' title='A Young Republican in the House'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQixqUJGGKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Oggtdcyz2gM/s72-c/P1030970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-7990445851140112912</id><published>2008-10-28T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:56:55.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jillian's 4-yr Well Visit</title><content type='html'>Well today Jillian had 4 yr well check.  She is 45 &amp;amp; 45...45 inches and 45 lbs...Yes, she's right up there with Elizabeth and 2 yrs younger....But she had an excellent visit....even had her 4 vaccinations and she cried, but not as bad as I thought...She's such a big girl in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we were at Nativity for our Girl Scout Leader's meeting and discussing Camporee.  Next week, I will be going with my Daisy Troop, just for the day, to the Camporee.  This is the first year that Daisy's can sleep over the first night, but we are a new troop.  I think that's too much too soon.  This year's theme is Disney...What a perfect theme for my troop and the rest of the girl's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to finalize Jillian's Birthday party plans for Saturday.  We are having a Birthday/Halloween/Costume Party for her and she is beyond excited!!!Its amazing the list of friend's she has...even Elizabeth is sad that this party is having Jillian's friends and wonders why not hers...But there are those siblings that are friends with Elizabeth that she seems to forget..LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-7990445851140112912?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7990445851140112912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=7990445851140112912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7990445851140112912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7990445851140112912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/jillians-4-yr-well-visit.html' title='Jillian&apos;s 4-yr Well Visit'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-7694439387348795135</id><published>2008-10-26T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:53:41.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Filling Weekend!</title><content type='html'>I sure had a busy weekend!!! First, Friday evening, my husband catered a Bunco party...Sounds too me like there will be some more bookings, which he is thrilled about... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sat. early a.m., Elizabeth and I went with the Scouts to see High School Musical 3. Its funny, some people compare it to Grease and I can see some things that they have in common, but it is so much different. But it was great being in a theater with all girls, ranging from Daisy's up to the older girls. Then we had some family time and went to St. Andrews to pick out our pumpkin and take some pictures...There was a great craft fair/flea market and I just walked by because I had the girls plus with family and friends that we buy for living up North, these were items I would not buy. Beautiful items, but some people just do not enjoy nicknacks...But beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQUQd2OnFDI/AAAAAAAAAcE/hwqTlRP397M/s1600-h/P1030948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261629844611339314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQUQd2OnFDI/AAAAAAAAAcE/hwqTlRP397M/s320/P1030948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Elizabeth looks absolutely beautiful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQUQewCFaBI/AAAAAAAAAcM/1JXapbmNPnI/s1600-h/P1030952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261629860128057362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQUQewCFaBI/AAAAAAAAAcM/1JXapbmNPnI/s320/P1030952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it me or does it look like my cute little Jilly is trying to take off with this pumpkin!!! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQUQdiKfX6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/aJLmiouurf4/s1600-h/P1030958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261629839225348002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQUQdiKfX6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/aJLmiouurf4/s320/P1030958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I received a phone call about good friends of our's that were in an accident in the afternoon. So I went over and sat with her while we waited for her husband to be released from the hospital. She was released about 4 hours prior to his release. They are pretty banged up and I pray for a speedy recovery for both...Thankfully, they both are fine in retrospect...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, went to church and brought my friend's husband's car home from the hospital and then did at least, 5 loads of laundry. Between the Fall Fest and just general day-to-day things, laundry backed up...Now I need to finish planning Jillian's birthday party. Doesn't it seem that kids have many days of celebrating...??!! How fun for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-7694439387348795135?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7694439387348795135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=7694439387348795135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7694439387348795135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7694439387348795135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-filling-weekend.html' title='What a Filling Weekend!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQUQd2OnFDI/AAAAAAAAAcE/hwqTlRP397M/s72-c/P1030948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-5191162404136247149</id><published>2008-10-24T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T18:20:03.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Jillian!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, Jillian turned 4 yrs old. Of course, she was up at 6:00 a.m., one minute before the time she was born...Its amazing how 4 yrs have passed and how much things have changed or things have happened in our lives...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, she enjoyed her actual Fall Festival. She thought it was one big ole' happy party for her...We did our usual Birthday dinner, her choice which of course, was Wendy's, cupcakes, bath, etc. She loves her new VTech laptop we bought her....But now, its all nice and quiet...the time of day I absolutely love!  Here is a Fall Festival pic and then her opening one of her presents...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQJztyV6pLI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ZZ3Kifb936A/s1600-h/P1030917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260894545167164594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQJztyV6pLI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ZZ3Kifb936A/s320/P1030917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQJztv6_-fI/AAAAAAAAAbs/JlUTSv0ND5Y/s1600-h/P1030939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260894544517396978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQJztv6_-fI/AAAAAAAAAbs/JlUTSv0ND5Y/s320/P1030939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Her feet look so big in this picture..LOL!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well Happy Birthday Jilly!  I Love You!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-5191162404136247149?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5191162404136247149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=5191162404136247149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5191162404136247149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5191162404136247149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-jillian.html' title='Happy Birthday, Jillian!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SQJztyV6pLI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ZZ3Kifb936A/s72-c/P1030917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-1630980470249139619</id><published>2008-10-22T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:12:11.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Festival Begins</title><content type='html'>Wouldnt' it figure...Our Fall Festival starts tomorrow and rain is in the forecast...and Friday too. But we'll make out fine...Last year, the first day was in our Fellowship Hall and if that's what it takes, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth had dance today and I must say, not only do I think she is a graceful and beautiful dancer, but so do others in her class. Her class will be performing on November 15th at the Novemberfest at Nativity. How exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great day outside. The girls are enjoying playing outside after dinner when they can...Here are some pics from yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SP_bLp_G2vI/AAAAAAAAAaU/DJ72ccCmP7s/s1600-h/P1030739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260163883087616754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SP_bLp_G2vI/AAAAAAAAAaU/DJ72ccCmP7s/s320/P1030739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SP_bMqgHF6I/AAAAAAAAAak/ujgNf-ly2Tw/s1600-h/P1030741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260163900405913506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SP_bMqgHF6I/AAAAAAAAAak/ujgNf-ly2Tw/s320/P1030741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SP_bMKWY4iI/AAAAAAAAAac/xFFU3FM64d4/s1600-h/P1030740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260163891775201826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SP_bMKWY4iI/AAAAAAAAAac/xFFU3FM64d4/s320/P1030740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course, pictures before church on Sunday where Jillian had her 2nd performance with the choir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SP_cZ3LngtI/AAAAAAAAAbE/cyz8INEov9o/s1600-h/P1030722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260165226659545810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SP_cZ3LngtI/AAAAAAAAAbE/cyz8INEov9o/s320/P1030722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SP_b8JaI_vI/AAAAAAAAAa0/haE2D1-imFw/s1600-h/P1030719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260164716156223218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SP_b8JaI_vI/AAAAAAAAAa0/haE2D1-imFw/s320/P1030719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SP_b8W4CINI/AAAAAAAAAa8/3bWRfK62EG4/s1600-h/P1030714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260164719771263186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SP_b8W4CINI/AAAAAAAAAa8/3bWRfK62EG4/s320/P1030714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I think my daughters are the most cutest people in my life...They are everything to me, even though the rough spots. And through those rough spots, I just think of a Trace Atkins song "You'll Gonna Miss This"......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-1630980470249139619?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1630980470249139619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=1630980470249139619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1630980470249139619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1630980470249139619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-festival-begins.html' title='Fall Festival Begins'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SP_bLp_G2vI/AAAAAAAAAaU/DJ72ccCmP7s/s72-c/P1030739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-439489105117798685</id><published>2008-10-18T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T03:34:48.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Busy, but fun day....for the kiddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've expressed my marathon day on my facebook and myspace pages. And I didn't sell myself short. But everything and everyone was where they needed to be with the help of my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We skipped the gym...no way we could squeeze that in. Instead, we had a nice hot breakfast. Elizabeth had dance and Jillian went to her BD party. Prior to the party, I took a cute picture, a picture showing her little pimple right on the tip of her nose. I kept kissing the pimple last night.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SPsM6xdno5I/AAAAAAAAAZo/qu7ttL2VyTw/s1600-h/P1030704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258811193734701970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SPsM6xdno5I/AAAAAAAAAZo/qu7ttL2VyTw/s320/P1030704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was fun for the kids with a big bouncy/waterslide thing. Jilly just jumped and jumped, stopped to eat and jumped more. She was exhausted and fell asleep on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I came home, I had to put black nail polish, yes, BLACK nail polish on my 6 yr old. Heck, its Halloween, age does not matter...But I will take it off before church tomorrow! She had a blast and was an Elegant Witch. What mommy liked was that her part was a simple dropoff. The party was in Plant City! BUT, I made it to TRU to get a few things for Jillian's birthday, NY COMPANY for some things I wanted and Penny's. All before getting Elizabeth...Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SPsM7OcpoRI/AAAAAAAAAZw/mcfmEo1kz1U/s1600-h/P1030712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258811201515266322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SPsM7OcpoRI/AAAAAAAAAZw/mcfmEo1kz1U/s320/P1030712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now we are watching the Rays and its just not looking as good as it should.....Hopefully, the Ray's have 2 more chances up and things will turn around. But for now, I'm almost ready to hit the hay...Been on the computer for over 2 hours doing Parent's Association stuff! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-439489105117798685?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/439489105117798685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=439489105117798685' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/439489105117798685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/439489105117798685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-busy-but-fun-dayfor-kiddies.html' title='What a Busy, but fun day....for the kiddies'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SPsM6xdno5I/AAAAAAAAAZo/qu7ttL2VyTw/s72-c/P1030704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-1080408890761380970</id><published>2008-10-14T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:47:51.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Busiest Time of the Year</title><content type='html'>I have to say, that October has always been the busiest month for me.  For most, it might be Thanksgiving straight through Christmas....But ever since I became involved in Jillian's school, now my 3rd year, that's changed.  Not only have I started ever so little with my Christmas shopping, I am involved in the planning of LVC's annual Fall Festival.  Hard to believe that its next week already....Harder to believe that the following week, we are planning our Thanksgiving Festivities!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But busy is good.  I thrive on this type of hustle and bustle...Oh yea, I need to squeeze Daisy activities in with plannign Jillian's birthday party and the fact that George is catering a large Bunco party and then going up to NY for a long weekend....But again, I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend should be a challenge.  Lets see, we need to go to the gym in the a.m.  Jillian has a birthday party from 12 -3 in Mulberry and Elizabeth has dance from 11:30-12:15.  Then Elizabeth has a birthday/costume party from 5:00-7:30...WOW!  Sunday is sounding more inviting than ever before!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-1080408890761380970?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1080408890761380970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=1080408890761380970' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1080408890761380970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1080408890761380970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/busiest-time-of-year.html' title='The Busiest Time of the Year'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-718309392350144630</id><published>2008-10-11T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:07:46.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Day</title><content type='html'>Like others, today was completely with the family.  After breakfast, we all went to the gym and then after Elizabeth had dance.  After that, we just didn't do anything.  Played around with the girls, actually went in the pool because the pool warmed up.  Then we gave the girl's an early bath and then ate dinner.  I had a moderate amount of laundry to do while we played a game of Candyland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having AC problems.  Our AC is leaking.  We discovered this tomorrow.  Thank God for Home Warranties.  We have to pay a $60 service call, but everything else should be covered...Even if God forbid we need a new unit.  But with the fans on, we'll be fine.  The AC company said that we can still use the air, but with the leak, I do not want to damage the rug...(Thankful we have a wet vac!)  But Monday morning they will be out...Hopefully, nothing serious, but our last maintenance for the summer, our guy said that we would probably need a new unit in a few years.  We'll see if a few year's came sooner than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is church and maybe a trip to the pumpkin patch...We'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back to the Rays and the race!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-718309392350144630?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/718309392350144630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=718309392350144630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/718309392350144630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/718309392350144630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/family-day.html' title='Family Day'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-7498154032969768660</id><published>2008-10-10T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:51:16.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daisy's, Daisy's and Daisy's</title><content type='html'>We had our 2nd meeting tonight and a lot of fun. Out of 11 girls, more than 1/2 has learned the Girl Scout Promise...I'm very proud and impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have our first outing, not us as a Troop, but us among many troops. One of the leaders has arranged for 2 theaters at the Regency for a showing of High School Musical 3. So some of the girl's and their mom's are going...Then we have Camporee. This was going to be difficult, but I arranged for a babysitter. George is out of town that weekend and I was worried about if Elizabeth and I could go. But it all worked out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We read our first story in the "journey" book and the girls planted some basil, thyme and daisies in plastic containers. We are all going to watch the process of these plants growing...How sweet is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week there is no meeting since there is no school...It'll give me a week to recoop from being so busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Elizabeth in her vest...How cute...I wanted the apron, but saw a lot of vest...Its her choice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SPAD_FX7NuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/XINUbU2S9Wo/s1600-h/P1030689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255705147450537698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SPAD_FX7NuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/XINUbU2S9Wo/s320/P1030689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to show our planters and just what a great group of girl's we have, but being that they range from 5-7 yrs old, I do not want to throw those pics on a blog....But trust me...they are all so cute and excited about the Troop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-7498154032969768660?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7498154032969768660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=7498154032969768660' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7498154032969768660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7498154032969768660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/daisys-daisys-and-daisys.html' title='Daisy&apos;s, Daisy&apos;s and Daisy&apos;s'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SPAD_FX7NuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/XINUbU2S9Wo/s72-c/P1030689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-3230870164340225899</id><published>2008-10-09T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T06:33:02.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://onedaymypondwillcome.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged.html"&gt;Tagged...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by several people!!!, with this Meme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules are, you have to answer with only one word. Then pass it on to 7 others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? Desk&lt;br /&gt;2.Where is your significant other? Working&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair color? Brownish&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? Deceased&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? Deceased&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing? Family&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? Daisy's&lt;br /&gt;8. Your dream/goal? Happiness&lt;br /&gt;9. The room you're in? Family&lt;br /&gt;10. Your hobby? Exercise&lt;br /&gt;11. Your fear? Death&lt;br /&gt;12. Where do you want to be in six years? Here&lt;br /&gt;13. Where were you last night? Dance&lt;br /&gt;14. What you’re not? Wild&lt;br /&gt;15. One of your wish list items? Jacuzzi&lt;br /&gt;16. Where you grew up? Jersey&lt;br /&gt;17. The last thing you did? Drove&lt;br /&gt;18. What are you wearing? Capris&lt;br /&gt;19. Your TV? On&lt;br /&gt;20. Your pet? None&lt;br /&gt;21. Your computer? Friend (lol)&lt;br /&gt;22. Your mood? Okay&lt;br /&gt;23. Missing someone? Mother&lt;br /&gt;24. Your car? Blue&lt;br /&gt;25. Something you’re not wearing? Socks&lt;br /&gt;26. Favorite store? NY&lt;br /&gt;27. Your summer? Short&lt;br /&gt;28. Love someone? Yessire&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite color? Green&lt;br /&gt;30. When is the last time you laughed? Morning&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you cried? Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karlise&lt;br /&gt;Heather&lt;br /&gt;Elaine&lt;br /&gt;April&lt;br /&gt;Karen&lt;br /&gt;Sharon&lt;br /&gt;Jae&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-3230870164340225899?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3230870164340225899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=3230870164340225899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3230870164340225899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3230870164340225899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-2388040663642532554</id><published>2008-10-09T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T06:15:44.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me....A Calmer Me!</title><content type='html'>First, I want to address Elizabeth's behavior from the other day.  I spoke to her teacher yesterday and we both agree that with Elizabeth's shyness, she can possibly have a fear (somewhat) of asking questions, ie, what to do with the homework.  I am not sure if she feels that she will get in trouble, if she would be embarassed, or something along that line.  Her teacher assured me that she isn't goofing off (or talking like I used to do in class).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to her teacher regarding the whole testing vs. scoring vs. reduced lunch vs. the whole crappy situation.  (Let me just say, I am still on this with the District, but back to my point).  Elizabeth can easily be in what they label as the gifted program.  BUT, the gifted program is not want is made such a big deal over for Kindergarten through and including 2nd grade.  First of all, Elizabeth's testing was done at the beginning of the year by the recommendation of her Kindergarten teacher.  They have put her in accelerated math assignments, has had older girls was reading buddies, etc.  In fact, Elizabeth is in a "fast readers" group which has demolished.  It demolished due to the fact that whether you are a fast reader or not does not matter if you cannot explain what you read.  Elizabeth could not keep up with the other kids because they were going through the motions.  That, I truly believe, would of been deterimental to her being that we ALWAYS discuss books and what the story means or about the story.  Her teacher challenges her everyday.  Her teacher becomes frustrated because she knows Elizabeth knows the answers, but is bashful to express them.  When she answers, she whispers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, her teacher is an older teacher.  I have to say, there is something extra special about the older teachers than the teachers in their younger years.  Some, I need to stress, not all.  But some of the younger teachers act as they are buddies with the students.  That cannot be...So her teacher is from the old school.  She gives homework, but really does not believe in too much homework at this age.  She believe the work needs to be done in class, where questions come up and the kids learn together by working on things.  She is strict and you can see it, but she is also loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the gifted program.  In talking to her, how can a child be pushed at 5, 6 or even 7.  They are still finding themselves.  5, adjusting to school, 6, adjusting to the curriculum of a more regular academic schedule and learning through worksheets, not just through play and visuals.  I have a little different feeling about the whole idea of being put in a gifted program, whether you are financial wealthy, whether you get the free or reduced lunch, etc.  Our kids have enough burden's in this world these days.   So, I am still looking into the "point" thing with the lack of points, if in fact, you can "earn" points just by being in the reduced program, etc.  Only because of fairness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as Elizabeth is concerned, we will revisit this.  With her shyness, this would not be a good thing for her anyway.  And her teacher will be sending home additional work if needed.  In fact, she was given a Level 4 Book to read and for us to sit down with her to talk about the stories.  So I am satisfied with the "old school" thinking than the rush, rush, rush, push our children and God forbid, have them struggle more...Struggling too much can bring down their confidence.  And as long as she is learning every day, being challenged every day, there is NO rush on learning a different grade level's work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-2388040663642532554?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2388040663642532554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=2388040663642532554' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2388040663642532554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2388040663642532554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/mea-calmer-me.html' title='Me....A Calmer Me!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-3868657642457897927</id><published>2008-10-07T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:07:46.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elizabeth's Strange Behavior</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I am truly pulling my hair out trying to deal with Elizabeth lately.  Something is going on, and I do not know what it is...But I think we are nailing it a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without going into details, I truly believe that Elizabeth is so timid and shy that it is affecting her in ways that you could only imagine.  Ex., I believe that she did not pay attention to directions for one of her homework assignment.  I explained that she needs to ask her teacher.  Her response, "I'll just take the zero".  Then she was kind of physically upset last night, so I wrote a note to her teacher.  She never gave her teacher the note.  I was livid.  At dinner, though, I was able to somewhat think that she was talking to her friend, never heard clearly what needed to be done, and the teacher might of said that she is not repeating it.  For those that know Elizabeth, this is so not her.  Unfortunately, yes Jillian, but I never had issues with Elizabeth.  And not to give the note...OMG, I have no words for this.  Yes, I did things in school, etc. but I know they are wrong.  I need to snap her back to reality, into the responsible 6 yr old I love to brag about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a small problem, I guess, but when its so far from her personality, it just catches me off guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, went to the gym, upped my weights for my arms and pray that they are not too sore tomorrow:o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-3868657642457897927?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3868657642457897927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=3868657642457897927' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3868657642457897927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3868657642457897927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/elizabeths-strange-behavior.html' title='Elizabeth&apos;s Strange Behavior'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-4923311208723340893</id><published>2008-10-06T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:57:02.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>I have to watch how I word this because I do not want to come across like a complainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth was "tested" and scored above average. I was told by another personnel member of her school that if I apply for the reduced lunch, she would have enough points to go into the gifted program...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot express how much this irritates me. She scored very well, needs to be challenged as she is reading on a 3rd grade level, does very well in math including those lengthy word problems, etc. So why should I have to apply for something for my daughter to get the proper education? What the f*ck am I paying taxes for? Why should I have to apply for some sort of assistance for my daughter to get the education she so rightfully deserves? I am hot about this. Here I am, having her bring her lunch, Friday's is a treat, she buys, not trying to take something we do not need and she still gets shafted??!!! It just does not make any sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This situation has been escalating for a couple of weeks now with numerous calls to the school and counselor, including the person responsible for the testing. Oh it does not end there...I am not looking for the gifted program because I have not heard that Yates gifted program isn't anything special, I am just looking for the proper treatment of my child due to her abilities, not due to any sort of prejudicial reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did receive a letter from her teacher who wants to meet with George and I this week. I will also plan on taking this to the school district. I feel this way, I am one person and the chance of me doing anything, making a difference is slim. But to bitch about something and not do something or be heard is worse. I cannot sit back with this...I've dealt with family members taking advantage of the system by being put on Medicaid instead of getting off their asses and getting a job, etc. I can go on and on and like I said, just challenge my child. I do not expect my 1st grader to be taught algebra, but just let her think. The problem in some schools is that kids get bored and just go through the motions. I will not allow that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, Yates is not the only school in Hillsborough County with this vicious point system crap....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me vent!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-4923311208723340893?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4923311208723340893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=4923311208723340893' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4923311208723340893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4923311208723340893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-6142720978538961552</id><published>2008-10-04T18:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:32:57.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daisy's and Disney</title><content type='html'>I had my first Daisy meeting yesteday and it was awesome. Special thanks to Kari and Donna, my assistant leader and mentor for the troop. We have 9 girls with a possibility of going to 11. They are all so into it and adorable. I will not post the troop picture being that they are only 5 and 6 yr olds and I know that I would not want my girl's posted on a stranger's blog... But I am excited and hope the girl's and their parents are equally excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to the gym and we went to Disney. We really have not had that much quality family time on the weekend lately. George was away last week and all the other weekends, someone was sick, getting over being sick or we've been working outside. We've had our new passes for over a month and today we finally activated them. (But they are good for a year from today...date of activation, which we knew) We went later than normally. I figured that we do not have to be there when any of the parks open. We've done that dozens and dozens of times, not necessary. Well the last time I went there with the girls was in January. My sister and family were down. Whenever we go, we rent one of their double strollers. It makes getting to the park much easier or on the Disney bus, much easier. Back in January, it was $20, might seem high, but convenient. Found out today that this past April, the stroller rental increased. Now when you here increase, ok, everything is going up...But there is no freakin reason that the current price is now $31. I LOVE Disney, but I have to say, that's just pure freakin greed. Disney or not Disney, that is just ridiculous. I feel like writing to someone and even though I am one person, I cannot change what Disney does, at least I will feel better being heard...(or the letter going in the garbage!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we had the best day, and I mean that. I never really get the chance to say that the girls, both girls, same day were perfect, but they were. I was amazed, especially after Jilly being in a wild mood in the a.m. I really do not have many pictures to share. I took about 10 in total of the girls, but I am not taking pictures of the parade, etc. Being there so much, I have a lot of pictures that look the same, just different clothing being worn.  Plus, I just want to enjoy my girls without breaking for pictures.  (I tend to go overboard w/pictures!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am beat right now...I need to rest or get started on my letter. To the book, my back area, right by my lung, is killing me. Has been all day and I was coughing last night. So am I getting sick so soon, again?? Maybe, hope not, but maybe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-6142720978538961552?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6142720978538961552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=6142720978538961552' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6142720978538961552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/6142720978538961552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/daisys-and-disney.html' title='Daisy&apos;s and Disney'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-8248133640618999093</id><published>2008-10-02T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T13:18:45.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary Cards....</title><content type='html'>I meant to share these on Monday...These are the cards and pictures Elizabeth made for me on my Anniversary....All on her own...what a kept secret and nice surprise....George did not even know because he was away....How sweet she is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SOUrtO4lg8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/eDKk_9YEWuY/s1600-h/P1030631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252652596487095234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SOUrtO4lg8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/eDKk_9YEWuY/s320/P1030631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SOUrtaYzvUI/AAAAAAAAAZI/-bSE3HJzdaQ/s1600-h/P1030632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252652599575035202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SOUrtaYzvUI/AAAAAAAAAZI/-bSE3HJzdaQ/s320/P1030632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SOUrtnizQeI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5AYiCcLYYog/s1600-h/P1030633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252652603106607586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SOUrtnizQeI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5AYiCcLYYog/s320/P1030633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SOUrt2IRW5I/AAAAAAAAAZY/TmiZV0FZeFk/s1600-h/P1030634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252652607021865874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SOUrt2IRW5I/AAAAAAAAAZY/TmiZV0FZeFk/s320/P1030634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-8248133640618999093?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8248133640618999093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=8248133640618999093' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8248133640618999093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8248133640618999093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/anniversary-cards.html' title='Anniversary Cards....'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SOUrtO4lg8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/eDKk_9YEWuY/s72-c/P1030631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-2473302679025924091</id><published>2008-10-02T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T12:53:00.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daisy Troop Update</title><content type='html'>My first troop meeting is tomorrow afternoon, after school.  I am very excited about it, a bit nervous because I want to make sure the girls are interested, but very excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get my Troop # which is 556..Whoohoo for us.  I also have 8 definite girls in my troop and a possible 3 or 4 others.  That to me is a full troop.  Good vs. bad....our of the 8 definite, all the girls pretty much know each other or know one through another girl or whatever.  It really does not give an opportunity to meet new girls.  What it does do is that the girl's knew each other thru preschool and/or church.  It does give them a sense of building a stronger relationship, one that is not necessarily established at 4 yrs old or during a school day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met with my Asst. Leader today and we basically have a rough idea of our meetings for the month.  We are going to go along with the school schedule, ex. no meeting on the 17th.  I will still have a meeting on Halloween being that kids do not trick or treat before 6:00.  We can have a little party or Halloween celebration during our meeting with a nice craft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also very proud to say that Jillian has taken a complete 180 in school.  Her behavior has been very good, something I am not used to having consistently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as we end the week, we are probably hitting Disney this weekend...Whoohoo!  A nice way to end a pretty good week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-2473302679025924091?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2473302679025924091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=2473302679025924091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2473302679025924091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2473302679025924091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/daisy-troop-update.html' title='Daisy Troop Update'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-1937216498271603163</id><published>2008-09-29T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T18:27:47.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary, Sweetie</title><content type='html'>That's about all I want to say tonight...Oh yea, I love you very much!  You are my biggest fan, biggest support and my best friend!  You are the father to my two beautiful girls!!!  And for all that, I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-1937216498271603163?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1937216498271603163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=1937216498271603163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1937216498271603163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1937216498271603163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-anniversary-sweetie.html' title='Happy Anniversary, Sweetie'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-4694290880643764937</id><published>2008-09-27T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T18:25:37.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Borders &amp; Park</title><content type='html'>Today (with George gone) I wanted to make sure I kept the girls busy. I did go to the gym this a.m., which they usually enjoy going to the Kids Club. After that, I had 1/2 an hour to spare for a quick shower and back out the door for Dance. This week the parents were able to observe the dancers more than just looking through the window. This was during the last 15 minutes of the class, so Jillian and I head to get gas and to Publix for a few items. After all that, we came home had lunch and I did a quick swap with putting clothes from the washer to the dryer and we were out the door again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had decided early this week to take the girls to a Kids Party at the Borders in Brandon. My girlfriend, her 3 boys and us.....what a HUGE mistake. The place in the kids section was packed...The planned activities for the different age groups did not go on. Instead, some stories were read, color pages were available, crayons, pipe cleaners, sissors and construction paper. There was no structure like the ad said 0-5 yrs, 6-8 yrs then 9 and up....Nothing like that...I was annoyed that there was nothing even close to that...Instead, it was a free-for-all for the kids. Actually, the kids seemed good, but being so many and unorganized...URGH!!...We stayed over an hour and then we decided to take the kids to All Person's. That worked out good. But let me say this, why would you have a birthday party at a park like All Person's (and for those who do not know, its a nice size park, very, very kid friendly and lots for kids to play on), have to rent a bouncy house. To me, it does not make sense. I know the park doesn't cost anything, but in my head, the park is the fun park and in place of a bouncy thing. Poor Jillian...she loves those things and I had to tell her many times, we could not play in it. So my little girl, being hot and tired anyway, was not happy...All she wanted was some juice, which she drank. She did a bit of whinning, of course, but I was able to bring her back now and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we headed home around 5:15 and the girls went straight in the bath...Now they are set for church in the a.m. Jillian was asleep by 7:00 and Elizabeth, well I let her watch some TV on non-school nights, but she was asleep by 7:30ish. So I have the night to myself to do what, work a bit and laundry! There's not even anything worth watching on TV...Right now, I have on Seinfeld on one of the Demand stations!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even though Borders was not what I expected and the bouncy thing irritated me for some unknown reason, I had a great day with my girlies!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any hoot, time to fold towels!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-4694290880643764937?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4694290880643764937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=4694290880643764937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4694290880643764937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4694290880643764937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/borders-park.html' title='Borders &amp; Park'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-4299449701767098677</id><published>2008-09-25T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T18:49:24.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did this week go???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have to officially admit, life as a mom, wife, co-worker, etc. has became crazy...but in good ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I still work full-time from home.  We are also dealing with Jillian's cough, not quite the way it was, but it still is.  I am involved in the PTA at Elizabeth's School, I have Limona's Parent Association which I am secretary of and this is our busiest time of year, I am now planning my Daisy troop.  We have our first meeting on October 3rd and I am very excited.  I recruit some more girls and there are going to be a few girls that all went to Preschool together...yes, the alumi meets again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all this is fun...I love the stress of running here or there, planning this or that and getting the normal day-to-day things done.  George went away today and will be back on Sunday.  He is in Boca Raton at a training session for work.  This is good for him....he is such a support and a true 1/2 of this household and that he can use a little break.  Of course, its two days of 10 hour classes or exhibits, but there will be time for dinner, maybe even the beach...Hope you are having fun, honey!  We miss ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a double class at the gym today, with my fav instructor...Hopefully I will not pay for it tomorrow or Sat...(it can take 2 days to feel it!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Jillian has a followup chest X-ray.  This is to followup with the bronchitis and the cough.  Her lungs sound clear, so we'll just get this done to play it safe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all the fellow bloggers are having a good week and ready for a beautiful, gorgeous weekend that is suppose to be!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-4299449701767098677?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4299449701767098677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=4299449701767098677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4299449701767098677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4299449701767098677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/where-did-this-week-go.html' title='Where did this week go???'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-5399595017388065726</id><published>2008-09-21T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T18:02:03.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, Sunday</title><content type='html'>Well, I need to brag...And I am only bragging because I've discussed different issues I've had with Jillian and her behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've posted, she loves to test me and my husband and pull our strings. She is a very smart little girl, but also a little smart alec....Today was her first performance at church in the choir and because I am prejuidice, she was absolutely adorable..She sang with the choir and danced around with one of her friends...And then, a member of the church tells a story to the kids before they go to Sunday School. Well after today's story, the woman asked for a volunteer to say a prayer in using the microphone. Guess who volunteered and was picked.....yep, my Jilly. She didn't know what she raised her hand to so she had to be guided, but when she said "Dear Jesus", the tears just flowed from my eyes. There is something about little ones and their little voices speaking of God or Jesus that sets me off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here are some pics of the girls, before church and Jillian up singing...Hope you enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SNbtXY3Gd5I/AAAAAAAAAYY/6SqrS3dO-bQ/s1600-h/P1030597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248643401813227410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SNbtXY3Gd5I/AAAAAAAAAYY/6SqrS3dO-bQ/s320/P1030597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SNbtXouabKI/AAAAAAAAAYg/1GInvO3tVec/s1600-h/P1030601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248643406071753890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SNbtXouabKI/AAAAAAAAAYg/1GInvO3tVec/s320/P1030601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SNbtYPj_QMI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ITYatJaupKE/s1600-h/P1030615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248643416497012930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SNbtYPj_QMI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ITYatJaupKE/s320/P1030615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SNbtYopjceI/AAAAAAAAAYw/oe02WN6honw/s1600-h/P1030618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248643423231242722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SNbtYopjceI/AAAAAAAAAYw/oe02WN6honw/s320/P1030618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SNbtZcNQFbI/AAAAAAAAAY4/IOjHZ7fHF8E/s1600-h/P1030614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248643437071177138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SNbtZcNQFbI/AAAAAAAAAY4/IOjHZ7fHF8E/s320/P1030614.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/5984778092363245351-5399595017388065726?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5399595017388065726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=5399595017388065726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5399595017388065726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5399595017388065726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunday-sunday.html' title='Sunday, Sunday'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SNbtXY3Gd5I/AAAAAAAAAYY/6SqrS3dO-bQ/s72-c/P1030597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-8981497057697894445</id><published>2008-09-20T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T18:03:03.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAHHHH, a relaxing weekend...</title><content type='html'>Yep, exactly what my title reads.  Let me back up, last night was Open House at Jillian's school.  Nothing much to report since I am at the school at least 3 days.  I went earlier to set up and brought Elizabeth with me.  Jillian feel asleep right before George was ready to leave with her and then feel asleep again in the car.  When she walked in the school, I really did not think she would make it...But she started waking up, after a cookie or two and boom, she was the Jilly I know and love.  We have some behavior issues to work on but nothing too serious it seems...More attention getting behavioral and the behavior when our little ones love to test us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the gym today and the rib is much better already.  Oh, backup again...Jillian is performing her for choir performance tomorrow morning in church.  She is not a dressy girl, but I wanted to get her something new and just ran to Walmart for a cheaper dress, just to wear for tomorrow.  Walmart has absolutely crap and we ended up getting nothing, but two Halloween costumes and the new Barbie movie....heehee!  So Jilly and I went to the gym and George dropped Elizabeth off at dance....The after all that, I mowed the front lawn, while my dear hubby worked on the wall around our pool and the girls played...We all met up and I stayed outside playing with the girlies and swimming.  George had a class to work at for the Rolling Pin tonight, so I needed and wanted to get the girls nice and tired.  Well its 9:00 and Jilly has been asleep for almost 2 hours...and well Elizabeth is still up watching Camp Rock.  Hell, she's good at going to sleep, a special treat for her!!! (Not that she hasn't seen it 3 or 4 times already!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Rays, although I am a true Yankee fan!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-8981497057697894445?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8981497057697894445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=8981497057697894445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8981497057697894445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8981497057697894445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/aaahhhh-relaxing-weekend.html' title='AAAHHHH, a relaxing weekend...'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-861082132473252221</id><published>2008-09-18T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:23:45.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Days...........</title><content type='html'>Well today was another day at the Book Fair, after I made a dash to Limona to take care of some business. I didn't spend as much as I could of, but did enough. Elizabeth was so proud to come in and have me there...I just love that feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, there was a parent conference at Elizabeth's school.  Luckily, (with George working tonight) we did not have to go.  Her teacher scheduled the parents that really needed to be aware of what their children were doing in class.  I saw her teacher today and she told me that she is required to have 2 meetings for the year....She said Elizabeth is doing great academically and behavior, there is no problem.  So probably a quick meeting before school starts is all we'll need to have....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we went to a Girl Scout meeting....More like a intro etc. So being the person I am, yes, I am now a Troop Leader for Daisies...Yep, I took the plunge. Wait until George hears. He spent 10+ years as a Troop Leader/Master in Boy Scouts...and now he'll be exposed to the other gender. The neat part is I recruited the Chairperson of the Parent's Association at LVC. So we are together for the PA and now our Troop. How exciting this will be.....also a bit nerve-racking. But I do have a meeting at Nativity on Monday evening, just to go over the basics...Let the fun begin!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-861082132473252221?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/861082132473252221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=861082132473252221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/861082132473252221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/861082132473252221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-days.html' title='School Days...........'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-241935303587798129</id><published>2008-09-17T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T17:52:19.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, Wacky Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Boy, for someone who works full-time from home, I feel like I hardly got anything done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dropping Jillian off, I volunteered at Elizabeth's school to work the Book Fair, which I will be doing again tomorrow.  Since I have such a love for books, its the perfect place for me...not my credit card, but for me...(I do have a little pile I started today).  Tomorrow, I will have Elizabeth's teacher send her down when I am there so she can pick out a few books.  Heck, the girl's nose is always in a book, she's reading way above her grade level, why wouldn't I encourage it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the girl's had their doctor's appt., Jillian had choir and Elizabeth had dance....Oh yea, and still had a homework assignment given to her today....Oh boy...But everything ran smooth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian has her first performance on Sunday during our 10:45 service.  I hope she enjoys it...She seems to be enjoying choir and it is so good for her to have something other than Karate since Elizabeth does so much more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we are checking out Girl Scouts, which for her, would be Daisy's.  Tomorrow is an information meeting.  I cannot extend myself more a be a leader.  But I hope being a helper will help...LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its time for a little treat for a snack...and since we've been running today, there is no guilt here!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-241935303587798129?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/241935303587798129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=241935303587798129' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/241935303587798129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/241935303587798129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/busy-wacky-wednesday.html' title='Busy, Wacky Wednesday'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-3515564142736803363</id><published>2008-09-16T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:08:25.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Are Settling Down</title><content type='html'>Well, I received the results of Jilly's bloodwork.  Thankfully, everything is perfect...The only exception is her immune system.  Her immune system is extremely low and does not appear to be completely mature for her age.  So tomorrow, she needs a booster vaccination to help this along.  This also explains so much illness my poor little girl has had....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we are going for that vaccination tomorrow, both girls will be getting their flu vaccination tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was able to get my hair done and then just came home from dinner with friends.  Tomorrow and Thursday, I will be working at the Book Fair at Elizabeth's school and Friday, Picture Day and Jillian's school.  So besides my day-to-day activity, its just a busy week.  But for now, its time to go and lay down and read...I feel like a little unwinding time is in needed!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-3515564142736803363?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3515564142736803363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=3515564142736803363' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3515564142736803363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3515564142736803363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-are-settling-down.html' title='Things Are Settling Down'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-2963587673433114022</id><published>2008-09-13T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T18:52:38.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Love The Weekend</title><content type='html'>Well things in my house have kind of leveled out.  Jillian, still coughing,  not as often, but just as hard.  Waiting on the bloodwork results, which I hope to have early next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George seems to be all better, tired from an exhausting week at work.  They were one person down because of vacation and like most businesses, doesn't it figure you get more busy.  But he made it through the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling better.  Still have the hard cough, but like Jilly, there is much further time between.  I did call my doctor to get a refill on my inhaler.  I do not need to see the doctor again, but would like to have a refill to deal with the cough.  I did start going back to the gym, which I am doing slowly because of the rib, the cough, and not exercising in a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a big family type of day.  I went to the gym, took the girlies and then Elizabeth had dance.  The girls played in the sandbox and swam for a good part of the afternoon.  Both girls were exhausted.  Elizabeth and I had a birthday party at Ace Golf this evening (from 6-8).  I have to say to anyone that reads this, I highly recommend a party there.  EVERYTHING is included, from pizza and the cake and soda, paper products and unlimited golf.  The entire party cost less than parties I throw.  Unfortunately with Elizabeth's BD being the end of May, it would be way to hot.  George had a date last night for dinner with Elizabeth and then ice cream with Jillian tonight.  So they both had Daddy to themselves.  Hey, we haven't had a "date" in a while..Hmmm!  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is church and the race, with flipping back to football for George.  We'll probably take the girls out again to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 10:00 and I am still doing laundry.  I think I did one load this past week, which is highly unusual.  But today and tonight, had 2 loads of colors, 2 loads of towels and then my whites.  I do not know how we accumulated so many towels this week.  At least we are a clean family :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-2963587673433114022?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2963587673433114022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=2963587673433114022' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2963587673433114022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2963587673433114022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/gotta-love-weekend.html' title='Gotta Love The Weekend'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-8764053776059969940</id><published>2008-09-08T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:01:49.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Followup for Jilly</title><content type='html'>I brought Jillian back to the doctor because of this cough...Basically they tell me she looks good and what they really believe now is that its allergies.  They want me to start her on Claritin, which Elizabeth already takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was there, I was semi-frustrated and upset how long it is taking for our little girl to feel better.  She is due for her 4 yr check the end of October.  I spoke to the doctor and told her that I know in my heart of hearts, she's fine...but I want to make sure we do a full blood collection, all tests for allergies (which is just the screening) her immunity level to make sure that had progressed from birth, white and red blood cell count, etc.  The whole package.  She was willing to do it right then, today.  I said lets do it.  I was so thrilled that she understood my concerns and knows that I want to rule out any slight possible chance of anything else going on with her that can be detected through bloodwork.  I can speak from experience, our previous pediatrician would of challenged me hard on that one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we did the bloodwork and that was a big tramatic for her, so she got her lollipop and stayed home with me.  Although by 11:00, I wished she was at school, it was good for her to have that alone time, without much distraction and just chill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the cough is still there, I gave her a Claritin (since she cannot have any histamines (sp?) in her for the bloodwork) and we will take it from here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now our next visit....Need to leave for USF for other issues...Bye for now!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-8764053776059969940?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8764053776059969940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=8764053776059969940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8764053776059969940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8764053776059969940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-followup-for-jilly.html' title='Today Followup for Jilly'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-4018933145072463324</id><published>2008-09-06T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:50:58.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Beautiful Saturday...</title><content type='html'>Well with everything going on recently, I really, really enjoyed this beautiful day we had today.  It was nice a warm, but hardly any humidity.  Love it, love it and love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I am still dealing with the cough, I need to keep going.  Elizabeth had dance and I even mowed the lawn for George.  George still needs to take it easy, although he is getting the itch and did clean my car today.  It looks like a brand new vehicle...Almost makes me not want to allow children in it...LOL!  But we cannot avoid that one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece got married today in New York.  It would of been nice to have been able to go up there, but we really couldn't.  This is George's brother's daughter.  But we called today and she is extremely excited.  With the weather up North, it would of been horrible to be up there.  I wish all my family and friends a safe weekend from Hanna!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-4018933145072463324?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4018933145072463324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=4018933145072463324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4018933145072463324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4018933145072463324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-beautiful-saturday.html' title='What a Beautiful Saturday...'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-1492898893648052455</id><published>2008-09-04T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:11:39.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple Household Take (whatever # we are on)</title><content type='html'>Well here is what is happening....My X-Ray definitely showed a clear crack in one of my ribs.  This will heal on its own, obviously.  The medicine has definitely helped me function through the day, but counteract that with the cough, I am usually exhausted at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George has a pneumonia again.  When will this end you ask?  Exactly my question.  I have to be quite honest, what if he never did get over having the pneumonia?  He possibly could of had it since June/July but the symptons hiden due to the med's....He was home the rest of the day today...I originally drove him to work, then we went to the doctor, X-ray, and picked Jillian up all because he was way to dizzy this a.m.  But my husband is the type to downsize health issues with him and insisted that he goes to work.  But there was no way I would let him drop Elizabeth off, nor drive period.  He was home the rest of today and tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend plan consists of Elizabeth having 45 minutes of dance on Saturday and NOTHING else...No inside work, no outside work....no work...just rest and relaxation!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-1492898893648052455?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1492898893648052455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=1492898893648052455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1492898893648052455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/1492898893648052455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/temple-household-take-whatever-we-are.html' title='Temple Household Take (whatever # we are on)'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-8570251169481821611</id><published>2008-09-02T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T16:40:27.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, Mommy Even Does Stupid Things</title><content type='html'>I finally went to the doctor today and yep, I have bronchitis/sinusitus....To the boot, last night around 2:00, I had the worse coughing attack through all this....After about an hour, fell back to sleep.  When I woke up this morning, to my hubby thinking we all overslept, I was in such pain in my back, right behind my lung.  I took something for it and it took the edge off, but after the doctor appt. today, they are sending me for a chest X-ray...Not due to the sickness, but because she thinks I either cracked, broken or fractured a rib from coughing so hard...Can you FREAKIN' believe that.  It hurts to cough or take a deep breath.  I had broken or cracked two ribs before, about 15 years ago when I slipped coming out of the tub....BUT FROM COUGHING...LOL!  If it didn't hurt, I would laugh hysterically at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls are still coughing and hubby is still debating running away....just for a few days...HAHA!  No, he really is a great husband...He totally had taken charge this a.m. getting the girls ready for school and tonight, with dinner, bedtime, etc...He really is a husband/dad and mom all rolled into one...I have to say, I am the lucky one!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-8570251169481821611?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8570251169481821611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=8570251169481821611' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8570251169481821611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8570251169481821611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-mommy-even-does-stupid-things.html' title='Well, Mommy Even Does Stupid Things'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-969090358601383352</id><published>2008-08-31T15:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T16:04:36.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Fresh Air Can Do The Family Good....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, we are officially a sick house...But not sick enough just to get some air, especially with the beautiful breeze we had today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SLshkXHWkCI/AAAAAAAAAUY/gpBBkZ_MryQ/s1600-h/P1030513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240819499939565602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SLshkXHWkCI/AAAAAAAAAUY/gpBBkZ_MryQ/s320/P1030513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SLshkIJzHzI/AAAAAAAAAUI/iFPyY1kt_IE/s1600-h/P1030527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240819495923294002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SLshkIJzHzI/AAAAAAAAAUI/iFPyY1kt_IE/s320/P1030527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SLshkNmF0PI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/i263iZsqKLw/s1600-h/P1030533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240819497384136946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SLshkNmF0PI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/i263iZsqKLw/s320/P1030533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SLshkt6M7bI/AAAAAAAAAUg/XuOzagteOBM/s1600-h/P1030509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240819506058423730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SLshkt6M7bI/AAAAAAAAAUg/XuOzagteOBM/s320/P1030509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is nothing like a little family time, bubbles in the front yard, a walk around the block, followed with playing in a "homemade" sandbox my hubby built on Friday with one final dip in the pool.  Let me just thank hubby for making this sandbox, getting all this sand, which will eventually turn our pool into a beachlike place and making Jilly's dream come true!!!  It's days like this, just carefree days that everything else can stand still....Work, housework, little projects, etc...all this means nothing without this quality time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SLsjIINg_CI/AAAAAAAAAUo/saTZpkXXa58/s1600-h/P1030537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240821213925800994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SLsjIINg_CI/AAAAAAAAAUo/saTZpkXXa58/s320/P1030537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still feeling under the weather...I am taking Daytime Thermaflu which is amazing...but when it wears off, boom....We'll see how tomrrow is and hopefully within a day, we will be as good as new!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-969090358601383352?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/969090358601383352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=969090358601383352' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/969090358601383352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/969090358601383352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-fresh-air-can-do-family-good.html' title='A Little Fresh Air Can Do The Family Good....'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SLshkXHWkCI/AAAAAAAAAUY/gpBBkZ_MryQ/s72-c/P1030513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-3787785534121977524</id><published>2008-08-30T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T10:19:13.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 2 and 3 in the Temple House</title><content type='html'>Well, it was unavoidable knowing how long Jilly was sick.  I have it full-blown, still less than Jillian did, and Elizabeth now is starting with the cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth went to her first sleepover last night.  I truly think that 6 is quite young, but this is a good friend from Kindergarten and I know the parents well.  It was the little girl's birthday and the dad and stepmom were taking her, her two sisters and asked about Elizabeth, to dinner.  Hate to say this, but this stepmom is more of a mom than the real mom and the girls love her...If  you met her, you would just have to agree.  Anyway, they live in Plant City and we've alternated playdates and one would bring the girls home from school while the other picks either the 3 girls up or I pick up Elizabeth.  So when asked if I would let her stay over, I was reluctant, of course...this is my baby...but for the first time, I could not think of anyone better to trust.  They went to Chili's and she called to say goodnight....I truly missed her, but it was a nice treat being how sick this house has been.  Who would of known she would now be starting to get sick.  All 4 girls stayed up to 10:00....(I think I was falling asleep by then.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are having a lowkey day...George's son is over, everyone is relaxing, playing Wii and making homemade pizza later...for us, I'm happy its raining...I do not have to say no to the pool for the girls...LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-3787785534121977524?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3787785534121977524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=3787785534121977524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3787785534121977524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3787785534121977524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/round-2-and-3-in-temple-house.html' title='Round 2 and 3 in the Temple House'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-2147388005517892597</id><published>2008-08-28T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:40:59.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Week in  Nutshell...</title><content type='html'>To really wrap up the week, I have to say things seem to be improving with Jillian.  Last night was the first sign of improvement.  She had gone to school and had quite a few more coughing spells, almost like when this first started....But maybe that was because last night around 8:30/9:00, she started coughing a spitting up all the yuckies that she's been holding onto for 3 weeks...Any available whole on her face, let loose and although it was a dreadful night, both George and I were literally up EVERY hour on the hour for about 10 minutes each, it was only because we had to get her the bucket, tissues and whatever else she desired.  I kept her home today because a.) lack of sleep and b.) I knew there was a very good chance of drainage everywhere again...And indeed there was.  I am open about tomorrow and hoping that she can go back to school especially as we head into a 3-day weekend, but that will remain to be seen.  But finally, Jillian relief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Elizabeth is starting with a hard cough and I am not hesitating and she is taking some Mucinex....Me, oh boy, if I do not feel better over the weekend, I will also be at the doctor's  I have that hard cough, but I am working on clearing it up...Its so different for adults than it is for children.  As adults, we can usually suck it up and cure ourselves...But our little ones....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As another happy note, we renewed our Disney passes.  We had skipped last year due to health issues and the fact that the 2 years prior, OMG, we were there all the time.  But now Jillian will be 4 in 2 months and we want her to enjoy what all of us, including Elizabeth, have enjoyed in the past...Not sure when our first trip will be, but the itch is there!!!!  (Not sure if Heather's post had a little underlining push in my mind either!)  If it did, Thank You!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-2147388005517892597?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2147388005517892597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=2147388005517892597' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2147388005517892597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2147388005517892597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/week-in-nutshell.html' title='The Week in  Nutshell...'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-2317424681280789773</id><published>2008-08-26T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T17:23:35.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plug for a Friend</title><content type='html'>I have a friend who just published her first book.  She is selling it on amazon...If you are interested, I am positive she would love to share it with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out on &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1438258437"&gt;www.amazon.com/gp/product/1438258437&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats, Carla!!!  I'll be sending my order in tonight or tomorrow!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-2317424681280789773?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2317424681280789773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=2317424681280789773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2317424681280789773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2317424681280789773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/plug-for-friend.html' title='Plug for a Friend'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-7836831128554184716</id><published>2008-08-26T05:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T05:17:32.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Visit</title><content type='html'>Went to the new practice last night and the office was very nice, clean and somewhat comfortable...with the exception of a lack of toys and books for kids...(????)  I do not understand that one....The doctor was very, very good.  Extremely thorough, took the time to talk with us and to really explain things that are probably going on with Jillian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being that bronchitis and sinusitis can (in some cases) go hand-in-hand, she recommended putting back on amox. for 14 days and to stop all other medicine, including the neubulizer.  The cough medicine that Jillian was on, should of been a no-go...NOTHING with DM.  She is on the liquid Mucinex, for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another rough night, but now its another waiting game....We might have to do a sinus X-ray if things do not clear up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling good about this doctor's office, not completely blown away yet though...Maybe because we were going there for a specific reason, and existing reason also....For now though, we are sticking with them...Jillian will have her well visit in 2 months and we'll see then, once we become established.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-7836831128554184716?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7836831128554184716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=7836831128554184716' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7836831128554184716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7836831128554184716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/doctor-visit.html' title='Doctor Visit'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-8361596721699548098</id><published>2008-08-25T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T09:06:26.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jillian</title><content type='html'>Well, I know my posts have been back and forth, Jilly not doing well to Jilly starting to feel better.  At this point, all the coughing is horrible and normally, for my girl's, antibiotics work within a couple of days and I see some improvement.   In Jilly's case, this is not happening.  So I've said this before, I went to a new pediatric office, filled out the records to be transferred there and we have an appt. later today for a 2nd opinion/new patient sick visit.  EVEN if they say the exact same thing, Jillian's situation was not handled correctly....Back in June, Elizabeth's lice situation was not handled correctly, and back in February, Jillian's rotavirus was not handled correctly.  All of these are more than a common cold of flu...They all need some sort of immediate attention.  Therefore, as I type this I feel like a bad mom that I let this happen not once, not twice, but three x's...But its time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might know where I went and that's fine...I will not bad-mouth the practice, its all in a personal opinion and personal care...Every patient is different.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, there will not be any new diag. later.....but will post later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-8361596721699548098?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8361596721699548098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=8361596721699548098' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8361596721699548098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8361596721699548098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/jillian.html' title='Jillian'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-4861411718966253706</id><published>2008-08-24T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T11:15:22.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple way to be #1 Mom</title><content type='html'>Well today took a turn for the worse with the weather. Just as well, I'm in the mood to be just plain lazy. Elizabeth and I went to church and Jilly and Daddy played outside....Came home and switched kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth had some homework to finish up, which we did and then the skies opened...So what do I do...I bought The Tigger Movie On Demand and made popcorn...So yes, the ladies are eating popcorn at 2:00 in the afternoon while Daddy is off to work at the Rolling Pin...Life is good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an added note to my previous post...I just received an email...Elizabeth made it and is invited to join the JAM Ballet Emsemble...Congrats Big Girl!  We'll have to see what she decides to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-4861411718966253706?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4861411718966253706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=4861411718966253706' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4861411718966253706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/4861411718966253706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/simple-way-to-be-1-mom.html' title='A Simple way to be #1 Mom'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-8655921118338902561</id><published>2008-08-23T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:23:11.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Audition</title><content type='html'>Today, Elizabeth had a dance audition at her dance school.  She auditioned to become a member of the Ballet Ensemble @ Judy's Dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ensemble is part of the "dance company" minus competition's.  The ensemble is a performance group at various community functions and activities, example Fall Festival's, Strawberry Festival's, etc.  This year they are expanding having the ensembles, not just for ballet, but jazz and hip/hop, going out to retirement homes, nursing homes, etc. to perform.  Its a group that will be giving back to the community and the examples for performing at homes is a gift to the people living there that cannot go out to plays, recital and things that we take for granted.  We should find out this week if she was accepted and then we need to talk to her on her choice, participating in this group or going back to our church choir.  She's been in the choir for 2 years and I believe that having friends in the choir will influence her.  But being part of this close net group and giving back is a wonderful way for her or any young one to learn other ways that our community enjoys the younger generation learning about, accepting and being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;enthusiastic&lt;/span&gt; about helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, went back to the gym this morning after dealing with the routine this week and, Jillian's illness and just the day-to-day hustle.  Took a trip to Michael's for more paint for the girls and some neat dot paint (I forgot the exact name and George went to bed, so I do not want to make noise with the bag) but they are paint bottles that remind me of the old bingo markers.  All I need to see is mess-free and I'm sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a relaxing day.  ELizabeth has some practice homework and the rest depends on the weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian continues to show that she is getting better, not exactly where I wish she was already, but how long it has been, I'll take any improvement!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-8655921118338902561?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8655921118338902561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=8655921118338902561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8655921118338902561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/8655921118338902561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/dance-audition.html' title='Dance Audition'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-3706683894173157133</id><published>2008-08-22T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T18:17:23.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay, its Friday!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, we survived the first week of school.  Jillian had a very good day at school.  She made it through the day, came home, took a short nap and went to bed around 8:30.  The reason for thsi is because Elizabeth had 3 friends (all sister's) come over after school to go swimming and play.  The girls went swimming for about 1-1/2 hours, even when is showered.  Hey, they were wet anyway and there was no thunder or lightning.  Then this girls did dressup, did a fashion show, were rockstar's and they just kept going until dinner.  After we all ate, they were back at it...We were able to tell them to clean up rather quickly so they can do the Wii for a ltitle bit...By time they left, it was 8:00.  This was ok with me because Jillian will just sleep a little later tomorrow...LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-3706683894173157133?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3706683894173157133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=3706683894173157133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3706683894173157133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3706683894173157133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/yay-its-friday.html' title='Yay, its Friday!!!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-5981665243890324784</id><published>2008-08-22T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T04:32:08.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.......</title><content type='html'>I might be saying this too early, but what a night.  Jillian slept well, had about 2 or 3 coughing bouts, but fell back to sleep...I didn't expect it to be gone and that's ok...but she seemed more restful.  Hopefully its not only because she was tired because that never meant anything before...Hopefully she was also feeling better...enough to sleep more comfortably......I do not think bronchitis is contagious, but guess who is coughing now.....me....But it might just be the air, allergy, etc....and maybe the stressful week our house was under....So she's going to school today and lets hope she has a nice day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-5981665243890324784?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5981665243890324784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=5981665243890324784' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5981665243890324784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5981665243890324784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally.html' title='Finally.......'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-2832618443398699133</id><published>2008-08-21T13:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T14:58:50.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Has it been a long week or is it just me????</title><content type='html'>Well the saga is about to end regarding Jillian....First, last night we had a horrible night with the coughing. I think I mentioned that and at 3:00 a.m., she was up for the day. Went for the X-Ray this morning and when I came home, she was asleep. So I skipped school for her...She needed the rest and she would of not been a happy camper there. Plus, I wanted her close by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the doctor's office to make them aware of the rough night, that she had, the X-Ray and that the results should be in the office by noon. I said I wanted a call whether there was something or not..(In my recent experience, they do not call even when there is something wrong!) Also, I told the nurse that I had a hard time doing the neubulizer last night because Jillian was fighting me. The freakin' nurse said "Sometimes us mom's need to force the issue, even if our child doesn't like it".  Let me first say that she talked to me like I was some sort of moron...like I would sacrifice my child's health because I might not know or be comfortable doing something.  It takes a lot for me to be offended and this was one of the very few.   Again, WTF and who gave this woman the right to say that. How the hell does she know whether my husband and I held her tight to give her a treatment. Meanwhile, I received some news that at Jillian's summer camp, a boy had whooping cough. The school just found out last week when the Health Department called. So I called the doctor back because I wanted to go in and have a test done for whooping cough. I still had to wait for the doctor to call me back, there was nothing more they were willing to do...I am through with this office.....This office became too busy and too big for itself. Even the original popular doctor is not the doctor most people ask for anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a call and Jillian has full blown bronchitis. This means another antibiotic. Answer to the whooping cough, she was on Zithromax and when she takes this new one, these antibiotic's would of killed the infection anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note, Jillian is a pro with X-rays...Figure a broken leg, swallowed Barbie boot and also her tonsils and adenoids removed...she's a pro. She was my big girl, a bit hesitant at first of the machine, but then just stood there with her arms spread up high....Darn, you would of thought she was having a mammogram.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-2832618443398699133?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2832618443398699133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=2832618443398699133' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2832618443398699133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/2832618443398699133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/has-it-been-long-week-or-is-it-just-me.html' title='Has it been a long week or is it just me????'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-3389512385058147580</id><published>2008-08-20T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T17:41:50.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>But yes.....another Jillian Update here!!!</title><content type='html'>Are you tired of hearing about her cough?  Well, we are tired of hearing it....Back to the doctor tonight and George went with me.  Just to hear what I hear, have his input, etc.  The doctor listened, lungs seem clear but wants to get a chest X-Ray.  Also, she is on prednisolone and a neubulizer and being treated for Bronchial Asthmatic symptoms...WTF???  Never heard of that whole thing...But we will see...tomorrow I will do the chest X-Ray, while George takes Elizabeth to the dentist.....I'm sure there will be more to come...She's sleeping now, even after the Albuterol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spelling is horrific tonight.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-3389512385058147580?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3389512385058147580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=3389512385058147580' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3389512385058147580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3389512385058147580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/but-yesanother-jillian-update-here.html' title='But yes.....another Jillian Update here!!!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-5157952670884914577</id><published>2008-08-19T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:09:25.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Fay</title><content type='html'>By now, everyone knows that we basically had a beautiful day today...Its a bit breezy now, but nothing that would indicate it's from the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, for all those that might of watched the 6:00 news, this storm is doing a first...at least a first for Denis Phillips on ABC Action News, who has been doing the weather for 25 years.  This storm has intensified even for being on land...The changes are good for this storm to go back to the Atlantic, become a hurricane and and then make a sharp left to Jacksonville.  Eventually going along the Panhandle to Alabama.  There is some uncertainty on how south this storm might go...We are right outside that cone....But I'm sure this will not happen...To me, impossible to come back to us after all this hype...But like Denis said, he never seen this in 25 years already, so they are not ruling anything out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I really care about is school tomorrow...YAY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-5157952670884914577?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5157952670884914577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=5157952670884914577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5157952670884914577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5157952670884914577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/hurricane-fay.html' title='Hurricane Fay'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-323066680832820796</id><published>2008-08-19T10:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:53:53.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calm Tuesday and No Fay....</title><content type='html'>Ok, this post will not win any popularity votes, but hey, that's ok....I am disappointed that we have not had any bad weather.  If you read my previous post, there were conditions on my wanting bad weather.  Instead, I've seen the sun peak through, some breezier than normal wind, but all-in-all, a nice day...Oh well, its fine too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl's love school and Elizabeth told me that she wished she was there.  Her and Jillian just played all morning, wore Jillian out, but they rather be with their friends.  I love that they love school and they love routines...It does make life much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Jillian note, her cough is still so rough, but she is having the hardcore cough still, but less amounts of time.  It still wakes her up, but she falls back to sleep after a quick hug.  I think she just needs to get all that phelgm out, and she doesn't know how...So she's scared.  But its nice to be able to say that after 18 days, there is a lighter side coming through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy to report that it is near 2:00 and my June Cleaver mode had already taken place...Lunches are already planned and clothes are all set for tomorrow.  Signed forms for Elizabeth's school are set.....and we are ready for day 2 (or is it really considered day 3!)...Hmmm!  Either way....we are ready to go, go, and go!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-323066680832820796?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/323066680832820796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=323066680832820796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/323066680832820796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/323066680832820796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/calm-tuesday-and-no-fay.html' title='Calm Tuesday and No Fay....'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-3877652139676498013</id><published>2008-08-18T12:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:58:11.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day #1 of School for 2008-2009</title><content type='html'>Our first day of school went off without a hitch. Last night, I felt like June Cleaver and had everything done, including notes in the girls lunchboxes. Kids were in bed by 7:30 and all was good in the world. Jillian did still have coughing bouts, very bad ones, but someone fell back to sleep and woke around 5:30 this morning. I was already in and out of the shower by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SKnT03MTE_I/AAAAAAAAATY/i1652lrWHdU/s1600-h/P1030483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235948946917102578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SKnT03MTE_I/AAAAAAAAATY/i1652lrWHdU/s320/P1030483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since everything was ready, breakfast, teeth, dressing, etc. went so smooth. The advantage of having Sunday to make sure things go together. In my normal weekday, that will not happen. (Possibly Wednesday since we are closed tomorrow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked Elizabeth in and she was a bit apprehensive. She has nobody from her class last year with her, but she did hit it off with a little girl during open house and she did know someone from a different class last year. So she sat with Crystal. When I picked her up from school, first of all, the car line was horrendus....Worse than I ever saw it, but excusable being the first day of school. I'm a little annoyed that she came home with some of her supplies telling me that they were sending things home because they had enough. Why the hell go out and spend the money...What am I going to do with 3 dozen #2 pencils?? Oh well, we are set for a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SKnT1CpwefI/AAAAAAAAATg/rQ40N7FqCIQ/s1600-h/P1030486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235948949993454066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SKnT1CpwefI/AAAAAAAAATg/rQ40N7FqCIQ/s320/P1030486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian did EXTREMELY well. Had a great day. Our BooHoo breakfast was nice and we had a nice little turnout. Its nice to do something for everyone, but with the intention of those moms and dads that are having a difficult time sending their child to school the first day. By time I leave Limona, I would of had 4 years in their school. What will I ever do without them? For now, I have this year and next to figure that one out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SKnT1m8Vd8I/AAAAAAAAATo/WYrGABQCef8/s1600-h/P1030490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235948959735052226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SKnT1m8Vd8I/AAAAAAAAATo/WYrGABQCef8/s320/P1030490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight is family night. The girl's favorite dinner is stuffed shells, sausage and garlic bread...so that is what we are having. We'll all sit down and talk about our days....and then I proceed to fill bottles of water, just in case..Oh yea, must charge the DVD! I find the more I prepare and be ready for a storm, the more likely it will pass us by. But I am a weather nut, I will admit that this intrigues me and if I could be guaranteed that there would be no damage and everyone would be safe, I would love to see a hurricane. But I can't be guaranteed that, so I need to wore off the source! LOL!&lt;/p&gt;Hope all of you had a FANTASTIC first day of school and for those who have not gone or my 2 day friends, later this week...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-3877652139676498013?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3877652139676498013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=3877652139676498013' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3877652139676498013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3877652139676498013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-1-of-school-for-2008-2009.html' title='Day #1 of School for 2008-2009'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SKnT03MTE_I/AAAAAAAAATY/i1652lrWHdU/s72-c/P1030483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-7763332876290029088</id><published>2008-08-17T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T14:43:17.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>Well, here we sit...3:30 and all set for school tomorrow. Just need bath and shower time and we'll be set...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, we had a nice swim for a couple of hours. Even Jillian. She took it easy, but no fever and acting fine, why not. Let her enjoy the last hurrah before school begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting enough, George went out to clean the pool this morning. There was an injured butterfly in our pool. What looked like happened was that he or she landed in the water. Possibly, her wings were soaked and she couldn't fly. George brought her in the house and the girls held her for a few minutes and we let her flap her wings, hoping to fly again. About an hour later, nothing. I am hoping that she has picked herself up and flown into this lovely sky today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SKh7uavanjI/AAAAAAAAATI/k8CxXHZQ-HU/s1600-h/P1030464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235570604200599090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SKh7uavanjI/AAAAAAAAATI/k8CxXHZQ-HU/s320/P1030464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SKh7vJILjfI/AAAAAAAAATQ/u_JIHSK7qS0/s1600-h/P1030465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235570616652500466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SKh7vJILjfI/AAAAAAAAATQ/u_JIHSK7qS0/s320/P1030465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First picture is Elizabeth holding our friend and the second is Jillian. Sad news, we tried and I just asked George...The Butterfly did not make it and is in Butterfly Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now....Just waiting on the good word for tomorrow. I hope that we have school, full or half, just that the girls are excited...(so is Mommy!) LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-7763332876290029088?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7763332876290029088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=7763332876290029088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7763332876290029088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/7763332876290029088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-day-of-summer-vacation.html' title='Last Day of Summer Vacation'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SKh7uavanjI/AAAAAAAAATI/k8CxXHZQ-HU/s72-c/P1030464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-3719221727498666199</id><published>2008-08-16T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T14:37:31.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jillian Update</title><content type='html'>Poor Jillian does not seem to be getting any better.  She's now had the cough for over two weeks.  I mentioned how I started her on the antibiotic, but not even a slight improvement.  My girls react almost immediately to an antibiotic, so this is not the norm.  I had to call her doctor today and ask if I can give her Mucinex for Kids.  I know as an adult, that does wonders.  She said yes.  Jillian is near to choking with her cough and I know this is TMI, but its almost like everything that needs to come up from a cold/cough is clogging her throat.  I am keeping my fingers crossed with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it seems like my girls are sick a lot, but they are not sickly.  They are extremely social, see and even all through the summer, see different friends and other kids.  They are active and have always been.  So who's to say why this is happening to her now...I just hope we do not go through the same thing we went through with Elizabeth's 4th year, being so sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both girls and I played the Wii machine today.  Amazing how they both love to play and play pretty good.  With bowling, both girls were getting strikes....and today was Jillian's first real day of playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, George is at the Rolling Pin and its time for a game of Candyland...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-3719221727498666199?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3719221727498666199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=3719221727498666199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3719221727498666199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/3719221727498666199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/jillian-update_16.html' title='Jillian Update'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-9056598443772909549</id><published>2008-08-15T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T16:41:47.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tropical or Hurricane Fay</title><content type='html'>Will it come or will it not?  Will it be what they make storms out to be before they hit, or will it be a small breeze, making Wednesday storms look like they were a tropical wave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest doppler shows a stronger possibility hitting Miami...I am assuming going across the state because Fox 13 News shows it going north, right along the west coast...Hmmm?  At 70 mph...again Hmmm?  Wouldn't it lose some strength...? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly cannot be bothered with wondering until we get closer.  Living in "snowville" up north for many years, I love the hustle and bustle and the pure panic of people....Hello people, we live in Florida, its hurricane season....What, you had no batteries.....By now, people should know and if you have to stockpile on toilet paper, I think someone might have  a problem....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to either storm people (if it comes to be) shopping along with last minute Back-to-School shoppers...Oy Vey!!  I'm glad my normal grocery shopping is complete!!! LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-9056598443772909549?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/9056598443772909549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=9056598443772909549' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/9056598443772909549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/9056598443772909549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/tropical-or-hurricane-fay.html' title='Tropical or Hurricane Fay'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984778092363245351.post-5409682750300451667</id><published>2008-08-15T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T14:27:41.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday has finally arrived</title><content type='html'>Well after very successful doctor visit's this week, today was our last one.  Looks like we can escape tubes for Elizabeth's ears...We are on a roll...First, Jillian's appt., which I really did not share much about, George's and now Elizabeth's....How exhausting!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian cough is still very rough.  We started the Zithromax this morning.  Hopefully this will help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend looks pretty uneventful...Just some household things and getting last minute things together for Monday.  Both girls are equally excited as is Mommy and we start the new school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran to Publix to get some lunch and snack things for school.  I have to say, I am disappointed that Publix has bought out Albertson's because I would make the extra trip to Albertson's just for meat.  In my opinion, they have better meat that Publix.  All groceries are high but quality matters.  Publix tends to be higher and you get less.  The cuts of meat are skimpy and to top it off, the one on Kingsway has been slacking off.  Last week, I went grocery shopping, had about $10.00 in coupons.  I didn't pay close enough attention, but the man who checked us out, did not scan our coupons...He must of just put them in his drawer.  I did not realize this until much later when I was going to record the slip in my checkbook.  They sometimes "falsely" advertise prices and I had someone who said that it must of been a misprint.  Stores sometimes will give you what is printed....Oh well....But today I still went back for more punshment..LOL!  It was not as bad...Had to buy juices, cheese a few frozen items, egg, things that you would hope not to be screwed up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping for a relaxing evening with my husband...maybe even watch a movie or catch up on Saving Grace, a show we tape on TNT....We'll see though....things in our household cannot always be planned!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984778092363245351-5409682750300451667?l=debbie-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5409682750300451667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984778092363245351&amp;postID=5409682750300451667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5409682750300451667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984778092363245351/posts/default/5409682750300451667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbie-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/friday-has-finally-arrived.html' title='Friday has finally arrived'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05022109058685695409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtButGCnrDk/SeMieSMCZqI/AAAAAAAAApo/l7AmHAdCJOQ/S220/P1050524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
