<?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-7257113439687419378</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:30:13.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-1742191097651911120</id><published>2008-11-03T20:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:15:38.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>work, work work</title><content type='html'>work is good and it's good to have work.........except when they screw you over the holiday like making you work thanksgiving, christmas eve, new years eve AND new years day! wtf! oh well, at least it's holiday pay!&lt;br /&gt;yea, Nick is pretty great! I'm excited........yet still scared, but he seems great, it's really great to be able to get to know someone well before you really get to "know" them, lol.......so in a way it's good he's not here, but man I wish he lived here! haha, does that even make any sense?? oh well...&lt;br /&gt;zack has been in my thoughts, he's being treated very unfairly and the US system should be ashamed of themselves. I'm going to do whatever I can to help him, but unfortunately theres note too much else I can do. Maybe I need to listen to my grandpa and "just take the kids and start going to church!" I probably need to&lt;br /&gt;Life is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. ~John Burroughs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-1742191097651911120?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1742191097651911120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=1742191097651911120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/1742191097651911120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/1742191097651911120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/11/work-work-work.html' title='work, work work'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-4833159167383327987</id><published>2008-10-27T19:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:10:59.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited, scared.........maybe even nauseated!</title><content type='html'>I'll try this again, since it erased my first story!&lt;br /&gt;so, I met a guy that I went to high school with. Nick is great! He's very nice, considerate, very cute, has sparkly eyes and loves kids...although non of his own. Haven't found his downfalls yet! lol I know I sound like a high school kid! lol   We've been talking A LOT on the phone, he currently lives 3 hrs away but is trying to move back here. He's really great! I'm so scared but I guess only time will tell............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. ~John Burroughs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-4833159167383327987?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4833159167383327987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=4833159167383327987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/4833159167383327987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/4833159167383327987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/10/excited-scaredmaybe-even-nauseated.html' title='Excited, scared.........maybe even nauseated!'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-3553217889848146193</id><published>2008-10-01T20:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:12:44.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry, cry, cry</title><content type='html'>I just can't stop. I'm so disappointed. I finally have a job and no one will step up and help me out. I thought about quitting, I thought about moving back to New Orleans, but I can't leave Anna like that, she's the only one who has really stepped up, now don't get me wrong, my mom and Jim deliver the kids where they are supposed to go in the mornings, but why is it so difficult for someone to watch the kids a couple of times a month so I can go to work? I really need to work....  I've never been this "stuck" in my life, stuck is one of Iva's favorite words. I have such a headache............there is just no one to count on, except Anna of course. I don't think things can get much worse at this point.&lt;br /&gt;I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. ~John Burroughs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-3553217889848146193?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3553217889848146193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=3553217889848146193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/3553217889848146193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/3553217889848146193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/10/cry-cry-cry.html' title='Cry, cry, cry'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-3121448074367220248</id><published>2008-09-29T19:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:57:23.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Entry</title><content type='html'>Saturday Liz babysat the kids for me and spent the night, I was a little bummed, Jeremy's friend couldn't come over to their house, he had to work overtime. He told Jeremy he was pretty bummed because he thought I was pretty cute! But anyways, Anna, Jeremy and I had a blast just sitting in the dining room drinking and laughing...............good night&lt;br /&gt;I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. ~John Burroughs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-3121448074367220248?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3121448074367220248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=3121448074367220248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/3121448074367220248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/3121448074367220248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/09/late-entry.html' title='Late Entry'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-7211446752178401068</id><published>2008-09-29T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:54:59.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Work</title><content type='html'>First day of work today, my first time ever working at a hospital in Minnesota! It was boring, sitting through speeches and computer testing all day. The people are very nice so far.&lt;br /&gt;Iva's first day of staying with Anna, she did well Anna said and even laid down for a nap for a bit. Grandma brought Ivan to school and picked him up and they went shopping until I got home. All is good. I tried to call Chelsea to see if she can watch the kids during my evening shifts, we will see. I really really need someone to step up and watch my kids! This is so stressful and plus stressing about my house in new orleans. I just don't have the money to support 2 households! don't know what to do, but somethings gotta give..................&lt;br /&gt;I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. ~John Burroughs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-7211446752178401068?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7211446752178401068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=7211446752178401068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/7211446752178401068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/7211446752178401068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-work.html' title='Back to Work'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-1360372242831267239</id><published>2008-09-27T14:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:50:24.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished helping my mom decorate for a girls wedding reception, it looks beautiful! my mom went all out. Gonna go out tonight, well Anna can't get a babysitter so we'll probably just drink around a fire, hopefully doesn't rain....I wish my mom or Chelsea would watch the kids so I didn't have to pick my babysitter up, she's great but she lives 20 min each way from me. Oh well, I'll just have to bring her home in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Gloomy day, but nice temperature of around 65.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. ~John Burroughs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-1360372242831267239?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1360372242831267239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=1360372242831267239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/1360372242831267239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/1360372242831267239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-finished-helping-my-mom-decorate.html' title=''/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-8110526043939490483</id><published>2008-09-26T07:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T07:49:04.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I wash Ivan about 10 pairs of pants over the weekend how come on Friday with only 5 days passing, he doesn't have any clean pants??!! Good morning already, yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. ~John Burroughs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-8110526043939490483?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8110526043939490483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=8110526043939490483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/8110526043939490483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/8110526043939490483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-i-wash-ivan-about-10-pairs-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-8557633075650604293</id><published>2008-09-25T21:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:52:40.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here goes...................</title><content type='html'>Let's see.................my life is a mess in short. Cant remember what I wrote last time so, need to sell my house and car to get out from this and start fresh. People don't want to watch my kiddos when I go to work, blah blah blah.  Need a drink desperately! lol&lt;br /&gt;Kids are good, Iva is hilarious and doing well at daycare. Ivan LOVES his new school, just finished up soccer season, thank goodness, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Dyed my hair back dark again today, it's just easier than fighting to get my natural color back, I know slacker!&lt;br /&gt;So very tired, that's it for now........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. ~John Burroughs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-8557633075650604293?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8557633075650604293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=8557633075650604293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/8557633075650604293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/8557633075650604293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/09/here-goes.html' title='Here goes...................'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-2257321600001557405</id><published>2008-09-13T08:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T09:05:23.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I haven't been on in quite a while. In short; I now am a single mommy living in Superior (where I'm from) with my two beautiful children. I'm in the process of buying my parents house and they are in the process of moving to a new house they bought. I just recently got a job, woo hoo! and Ivan loves his school. Iva started daycare parttime and seems to love it, still no start on potty training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zack is another story, we have been on good terms tho, I'm very worried about him and hope everything works out for him.....I would love for my kids to have their dad in their life and not have them go through what I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My house in New Orleans needs some repairs, waiting on the insurance claim, this is frustrating to me because now I am so far away, so I'm depending on a lot of people to do things for me. Everyone there has been great and really keeping in touch. I have to figure out a way to get Buddy (my bulmastif here).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Iva is sick today, well getting better....a couple of nights ago throwing up, congestion and coughing, yesterday fever....she seems to be doing better now. We have to go to Jace's 4th Birthday party today, it's cold and wet outside. The kids have been counting down the days until his party, lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;well better get off here, had to send Ivan to his room and Iva to the corner! ha ha a normal day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. ~John Burroughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-2257321600001557405?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2257321600001557405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=2257321600001557405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/2257321600001557405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/2257321600001557405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time......'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-7844700601284101925</id><published>2008-05-21T10:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:35:27.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a slacker for sure!</title><content type='html'>Wow, so much going on and I can't seem to find the time to sit down and write! Right now my step-sister Chelsea is in town, we've had an.........exciting sort of time, lol. I'm at work like usual and my leg hurts from Chelsea and I's "incident" on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Iva has been acting really scared of her bed, saying there are lizards and bugs in her bed, I keep taking her toys out, changing the sheets etc.... to show her it's nothing to be scared of but she seems terrified! I feel so bad for her and she loves bugs and lizards so it's really strange. No bites or anything????&lt;br /&gt;Ivan has been grounded and finally gets to go back to riding his bike today, I'm sure he'll be excited! He's got a typical 7 yr old attitude that started to get out of hand, but since the week of being &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;grounded&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, he seems to be more..."grounded".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;When I go home, its an easy way to be grounded. You learn to realize what truly matters.~ Tony Stewart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-7844700601284101925?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7844700601284101925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=7844700601284101925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/7844700601284101925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/7844700601284101925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-slacker-for-sure.html' title='I&apos;m a slacker for sure!'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-6917973364128044567</id><published>2008-03-03T09:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T09:13:46.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Morning again</title><content type='html'>Well back to the real world, it's Monday. I had a great weekend. Literally the kids and I were outside all weekend, it was beautiful, mid 70's blue sky, perfect! Ivan had some friends over too. I had to have a talk with Ivan, the neighbor &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; come to our house all the time, and that's fine but then he wants to go into their house and I don't even know their parents. I know who they are but don't "know" them. I tried to explain this to him and he says he understands but then he says, "it's so unfair", I guess this is typical for his age. There are some crazy people out there and I can't believe their parents just send them down to my house and never check on them! Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting nervous about my contract ending in 4 weeks on the job. The sad thing is I almost wish they wouldn't renew me, It's a great easy job with great hours but I kind of want to go back to floor nursing and work nights so I could spend more time with Iva. I do miss having 4 days off per week. I'm just gonna leave it in God's hands and whatever happens it's for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I've got two young kids. I don't know what the future holds. ~Robbie Coltrane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-6917973364128044567?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6917973364128044567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=6917973364128044567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/6917973364128044567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/6917973364128044567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/monday-morning-again.html' title='Monday Morning again'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-9011560814526919370</id><published>2008-03-01T12:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T12:07:02.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start of a Great Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Wow! My day started of great today! I passed another nursing test, so close now to finishing school, I have 3 tests left! woo hoo! My test was at 8am this morning and I was soooo nervous, and when I got to the last few questions, I thought I was gonna pass out, thankfully I didn't and passed it.&lt;br /&gt;Now to spend the weekend playing with my kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. ~John Burroughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-9011560814526919370?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/9011560814526919370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=9011560814526919370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/9011560814526919370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/9011560814526919370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/start-of-great-weekend.html' title='The Start of a Great Weekend!'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-3803204721185688151</id><published>2008-02-29T07:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T07:38:08.542-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N__A96Ugly8/R8gJOrMQkLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/x5Gl88_6hig/s1600-h/247066914_830863187_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172394319751975090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N__A96Ugly8/R8gJOrMQkLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/x5Gl88_6hig/s320/247066914_830863187_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Iva at the Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look so forward to the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;weekends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I get to spend 2 whole days with my kids! I love it. Yesterday I took off early and after Iva and I brought the babysitter home we went to the park, it was so great! We def need more mommy &amp;amp; me time. She was so giddy happy, I took some pics with my phone....of course the day she decides to pose for the camera I don't have it! lol, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Ivan wants to be in boy scouts now, I have to call and see if there is a troup around me so I don't have to drive far....and see how much it costs, but I can't imagine too much?&lt;br /&gt;Well Friday is finally here! woo hoo! I got to work on time, packed the kids lunches and such before I went to bed last night and then studied for my upcoming test. Man I REALLY need to pass. Got to get some work done! I miss my babies already, I soooo wish I could stay home with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weekends are a bit like rainbows; they look good from a distance but disappear when you get up close to them. ~John Shirley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-3803204721185688151?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3803204721185688151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=3803204721185688151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/3803204721185688151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/3803204721185688151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/tgif.html' title='TGIF!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N__A96Ugly8/R8gJOrMQkLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/x5Gl88_6hig/s72-c/247066914_830863187_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-338631453181795049</id><published>2008-02-28T09:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T09:24:01.062-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Normal Life....Is it too much to ask for?</title><content type='html'>I just want to be able to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;be myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, raise my kids and enjoy it.  I get so frustrated but I guess it's a part of life. This morning I just broke down in tears...again. He frustrates me sooo much! I'm at the point in my life where I know there's more out there and I want it to be better but I don't know how to achieve it. I've gotten through the first step and that was breaking up with him, but now I'm in a well and can't climb out. I guess I can't expect it to be ok all at once, I've got to give it time.&lt;br /&gt;Man, that sounds like a downer day. I am in a good mood, believe it or not! lol&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get home to see my babies! I miss them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like to be a free spirit. Some don't like that, but that's the way I am. ~Princess Diana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-338631453181795049?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/338631453181795049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=338631453181795049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/338631453181795049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/338631453181795049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/normal-lifeis-it-too-much-to-ask-for.html' title='A Normal Life....Is it too much to ask for?'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-7467589652231448512</id><published>2008-02-27T12:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T13:17:35.007-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Day</title><content type='html'>What a&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;day, I don't feel sick anymore....knock on wood. I woke up on time, Ivan got ready for school without a fuss, Zack picked up the babysitter without me asking and I got to work on time, and when I get to work I have an email from my boss saying she's out today! Life is good! I am really getting nervous to take this test on saturday....I need to pass, I can't afford to have to take it again! I know I just need to relax and take my time with the test. I hate tests!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going to study for a bit and then run home pick up Iva and we go get Ivan from school. I hope she's in a good mood today, she's not been herself lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. ~William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-7467589652231448512?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7467589652231448512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=7467589652231448512' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/7467589652231448512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/7467589652231448512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/great-day.html' title='Great Day'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-5992581639733933819</id><published>2008-02-26T13:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T13:17:51.472-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Having an Emotional Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I wonder if men and women really suit each other. Perhaps they should live next door and just visit now and then. ~Katharine Hepburn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-5992581639733933819?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5992581639733933819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=5992581639733933819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/5992581639733933819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/5992581639733933819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-having-emotional-day.html' title='I&apos;m Having an Emotional Day...'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-5551153443737653073</id><published>2008-02-26T08:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T10:28:37.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well at work again, feeling a little better today, Iva decided to stay awake until 11p last night, of course the night I don't feel good and need the rest! We had a good night though. The kids were in a good mood. Ivan was pretty good and went to sleep without any problems and Iva was happy as can be, and being goofy!&lt;br /&gt;It's so windy here, the chairs at the tennis courts are being blown over, we are supposed to get some more rain, which is good, we need it.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't feel like working but I have so much to do. Better get to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. ~John Burroughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-5551153443737653073?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5551153443737653073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=5551153443737653073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/5551153443737653073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/5551153443737653073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/well-at-work-again-feeling-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-6073640296884436631</id><published>2008-02-25T09:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T10:22:53.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again...</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 1am, feeling all achey and with a slight headache. I went back to sleep but when I got up at 5am for work didn't feel much better. I feel wierd today, I must be getting sick...which sucks. We all just got over the flu not that long ago.&lt;br /&gt;At 5 I heard a banging coming from Ivan's room. His hamster Sparky, was trying to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;escape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He had used his house as a stool and then proceded to climb on his hanging water bottle, back legs on the top of the water bottle and front legs hanging onto the screen at the top of the cage trying to chew through! Omg! seriously if that thing escapes, there won't be any help for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have been desperate to escape for so many years now, it is routine for me to try to escape. ~Jack Henry Abbott&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-6073640296884436631?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6073640296884436631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=6073640296884436631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/6073640296884436631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/6073640296884436631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again...'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-7057027418118728530</id><published>2008-02-25T09:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T10:13:20.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Rainboots....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N__A96Ugly8/R8LjYpjjWBI/AAAAAAAAABk/mA5f5XYo2ys/s1600-h/HPIM0565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170945334786086930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N__A96Ugly8/R8LjYpjjWBI/AAAAAAAAABk/mA5f5XYo2ys/s320/HPIM0565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N__A96Ugly8/R8LjY5jjWCI/AAAAAAAAABs/1sDv-8-2pfs/s1600-h/HPIM0561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170945339081054242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N__A96Ugly8/R8LjY5jjWCI/AAAAAAAAABs/1sDv-8-2pfs/s320/HPIM0561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather. ~John Ruskin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-7057027418118728530?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7057027418118728530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=7057027418118728530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/7057027418118728530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/7057027418118728530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-rainboots_8500.html' title='New Rainboots....'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N__A96Ugly8/R8LjYpjjWBI/AAAAAAAAABk/mA5f5XYo2ys/s72-c/HPIM0565.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-247374024490454526</id><published>2008-02-24T10:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T10:24:18.182-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I had an accomplished weekend</title><content type='html'>My last day of my very rare 3 day weekend. I feel so &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;accomplished&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I bought a new kitchen sink today and went grocery shopping. I hate other drivers here, they don't care and would run you off the road in a second!&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Iva to wake up, I hear her in there talking but she hasn't banged on the wall yet to tell me she's ready to start the day! Ivan is playing quitely....for a change. He's wearing his new camo rainboots saying he wishes it would rain so he could go jump in puddles.&lt;br /&gt;Well off to start cleaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You get whatever accomplishment you are willing to declare. ~Georgia O'Keeffe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-247374024490454526?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/247374024490454526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=247374024490454526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/247374024490454526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/247374024490454526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-had-accomplished-weekend.html' title='I had an accomplished weekend'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257113439687419378.post-5476943397291405326</id><published>2008-02-23T22:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T10:27:52.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My first time</title><content type='html'>I am joining the blogging community today! This is a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for me. I'm very tired, my kids are in bed and I need to be 2. Just had to stay up late enough to set this page up. I had such a late night last night (yes, out drinking), and had a great time! But didn't get to bed until 4am. Until tomorrow......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All my life I've looked at words as though I were seeing them for the first time. ~Ernest Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257113439687419378-5476943397291405326?l=2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5476943397291405326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257113439687419378&amp;postID=5476943397291405326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/5476943397291405326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257113439687419378/posts/default/5476943397291405326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2rightbeforemyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-first-time.html' title='My first time'/><author><name>Beanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
