<?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-17679277</id><updated>2011-12-14T21:39:18.318-05:00</updated><category term='VT'/><category term='worldwideweb'/><category term='blog'/><title type='text'>Its just my life</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome To My World...Such as it is...but it's my life, and your welcome to it...please...really...take it...
LOL...Just kiddin...come on in....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kirsten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13959816920406031069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/875/wolf13gf9.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17679277.post-1284967307404857557</id><published>2007-04-19T19:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T19:48:25.268-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worldwideweb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VT'/><title type='text'>Virginia Tech Shooting Blog of Silence</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a long time since I've blogged...I am a slacker, what can I say...and I don't even think anyone even goes to this anymore, either...but, if by chance, any of my old friends, or anyone stopping by happens to read this, this is in regards to the Virginia Tech Shootings, and a Blog Day of Silence...I found the link surfing blogs, and thought it should be shared....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;A title="One Day Blog Silence" href="http://www.onedayblogsilence.com" target=""&gt;&lt;IMG title="One Day Blog Silence" alt="One Day Blog Silence" hspace=0 src="http://www.onedayblogsilence.com/onedaysilence_mini2.jpg" align=baseline border=0 style=“width:100px; height:80px“ &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!--Copy this html code on your site--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A title="One Day Blog Silence" href="http://www.onedayblogsilence.com" target=""&gt;&lt;IMG title="One Day Blog Silence" alt="One Day Blog Silence" hspace=0 src="http://www.onedayblogsilence.com/onedaysilence.jpg" align=baseline border=0 style=“width:338px; height:203px“&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to be done on April 30, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the word gets out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17679277-116697840668098588?l=homecraphome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/feeds/116697840668098588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17679277&amp;postID=116697840668098588&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/116697840668098588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/116697840668098588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas_24.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kirsten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13959816920406031069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/875/wolf13gf9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17679277.post-116543315265315304</id><published>2006-12-06T14:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T14:37:35.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/673/1709/1600/52256/ChristmasWolf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/673/1709/400/617497/ChristmasWolf3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case I don't make it between now and then, just wanted to say MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! Have a safe and happy one...&lt;br /&gt;Take care...&lt;br /&gt;:)Just me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND....HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ELIZABETH!!! 11 years old today...I love you, and I hope it's a great day for you!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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She logged on under her screen name ByAngel213. She checked her Buddy List and saw GoTo123 was on. She sent him an instant message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ByAngel213:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hi. I'm glad you are on! I thought someone was following me home today. It was really weird! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GoTo123: &lt;/strong&gt;LOL You watch too much TV. Why would someone be following you? &lt;br /&gt;Don't you live in a safe neighborhood? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ByAngel213: &lt;/strong&gt;Of course I do. LOL I guess it was my imagination cuz ' I didn't see anybody when I looked out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GoTo123:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Unless you gave your name out on-line. You haven't done that have you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ByAngel213: &lt;/strong&gt;Of course not. I'm not stupid you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GoTo123: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have a softball game after school today? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ByAngel213:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yes and we won!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GoTo123&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;That's great! Who did you play? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ByAngel213:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We played the Hornets. LOL. Their uniforms are so gross! They look like bees. LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GoTo123: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your team called? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ByAngel213:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We are the Canton Cats. We have tiger paws on our uniforms. They are really cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GoTo123&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;Did you pitch? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ByAngel213&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;No I play second base. I got to go. My homework has to be done &lt;br /&gt;before my parents get home. I don't want them mad at me. Bye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GoTo123&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;Catch you later. Bye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile......GoTo123 went to the member menu and began to search for her profile. When it came up, he highlighted it and printed it out. He took out a pen and began to write down what he knew about Angel so far.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Her name: Shannon &lt;br /&gt;Birthday: Jan. 3, 1993 &lt;br /&gt;Age: 13 &lt;br /&gt;State where she lived: North Carolina &lt;br /&gt;Hobbies: softball, chorus, skating and going to the mall. Besides &lt;br /&gt;this information, he knew she lived in Canton because she had just told him.&lt;br /&gt;He knew she stayed by herself until 6:30 p.m. every afternoon until her &lt;br /&gt;parents came home from work. He knew she played softball on Thursday &lt;br /&gt;afternoons on the school team, and the team was named the Canton Cats. &lt;br /&gt;Her favorite number 7 was printed on her jersey. He knew she was in the &lt;br /&gt;eighth grade at the Canton Junior High School. She had told him all this &lt;br /&gt;in the conversations they had on- line. He had enough information to find her now. &lt;br /&gt;Shannon didn't tell her parents about the incident on the way home from &lt;br /&gt;the ballpark that day. She didn't want them to make a scene and stop her &lt;br /&gt;from walking home from the softball games. Parents were always &lt;br /&gt;overreacting and hers were the worst. It made her wish she was not an &lt;br /&gt;only child. Maybe if she had brothers and sisters, her parents wouldn't be so over protective. &lt;br /&gt;By Thursday, Shannon had forgotten about the footsteps following her. &lt;br /&gt;Her game was in full swing when suddenly she felt someone staring at her. &lt;br /&gt;It was then that the memory came back. She glanced up from her second &lt;br /&gt;base position to see a man watching her closely. He was leaning against the &lt;br /&gt;fence behind first base and he smiled when she looked at him. He didn'tlook &lt;br /&gt;scary, and she quickly dismissed the sudden fear she had felt.&lt;br /&gt;After the game, he sat on a bleacher while she talked to the coach. She &lt;br /&gt;noticed his smile once again as she walked past him. He nodded and she &lt;br /&gt;smiled back. He noticed her name on the back of her shirt. He knew he had &lt;br /&gt;found her. Quietly, he walked a safe distance behind her. It was only a few blocks to Shannon's home, and once he saw where she lived he quickly returned to the park to get his car. &lt;br /&gt;Now he had to wait. He decided to get a bite to eat until the time came to go to Shannon's house. He drove to a fast food restaurant and sat there until time to make his move. Shannon was in her room later that evening when she heard voices in &lt;br /&gt;the living room. &lt;br /&gt;"Shannon, come here," her father called. He sounded upset and she &lt;br /&gt;couldn't imagine why. She went into the room to see the man from the ballpark sitting on the sofa. &lt;br /&gt;"Sit down," her father began, "this man has just told us a most interesting &lt;br /&gt;story about you." Shannon sat back. How could he tell her parents anything? She &lt;br /&gt;had never seen him before today! &lt;br /&gt;"Do you know who I am, Shannon?" the man asked. &lt;br /&gt;"No! " Shannon answered. &lt;br /&gt;"I am a police officer and your online friend, GoTo123." &lt;br /&gt;Shannon was stunned. "That's impossible! GoTo is a kid my age! He's 14. &lt;br /&gt;And he lives in Michigan!" &lt;br /&gt;The man smiled. "I know I told you all that, but it wasn't true. You see, &lt;br /&gt;Shannon, there are people on-line who pretend to be kids; I was one of them.&lt;br /&gt;But while others do it to injure kids and hurt them, I belong to a group &lt;br /&gt;of parents who do it to protect kids from predators. I came here to find you to teach you how dangerous it is to talk to people on-line. You told me enough about yourself to make it easy for me to find you. You named the school you went to, the name of your ball team and the position you played. The number and name on your jersey just made finding you a breeze." Shannon was stunned. "You mean you don't live in Michigan?" &lt;br /&gt;He laughed. "No, I live in Raleigh. It made you feel safe to think I was &lt;br /&gt;so far away, didn't it?" She nodded. "I had a friend whose daughter was like you. &lt;br /&gt;Only she wasn't as lucky. The guy found her and murdered her while she was home alone. Kids are taught not to tell anyone when they are alone, yet they do &lt;br /&gt;it all the time on-line. The wrong people trick you into giving out information a little here and there on-line. Before you know it, you have told them enough for them to find you without even realizing you have done it. I hope you've learned a lesson from this and won't do it again. Tell others about this so they will be safe too! &lt;br /&gt;"That's a promise!" &lt;br /&gt;That night Shannon and her Dad and Mom all knelt down together and thanked God for protecting Shannon from what could have been a tragic situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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much harder than I ever thought it would be...I don't think it helps that I had already lost my dad...I feel so sad to know that I don't have parents anymore...It's such a kick in the gut...BUT...as much as I go on about it, I know I will be okay...I KNOW that I am strong....and it's just one more hurdle I have to climb.&lt;br /&gt;I have been so bad about updating this blog...Me...the first one to bitch when people just disappear...Now, I get it....You really do run out of things to talk about...And, welll...No...Thats not it...for me, I just missed everyone so much...and then, in turn, neglected other people that I met...What a vicious cycle..&lt;br /&gt;I have to remember why I started this blog in the first place...&lt;br /&gt;A place for me to bitch moan and complain...LOL...not to impress anyone that happens to read this...not to make friends, tho that is such a pleasant bonus...but just a place for me to get these thoughts out of my mind...&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even blogged about my kids....Stephanie, well...She is finally doing well in school....her lowest grade on her progress report was a C...and I have her signed up for virtual school, also, to make up the two credits she is short..And, with any luck, she will graduate in May...she doesn't work for McDonalds anymore, she got a job at a local grocery store...the pay and hours where better for her, but she misses the food...LOL...she gained about twenty pounds working there, but she looks really good...she needed a little bit of meat on her...she was a stick...but..she likes the store, too...she's really good about doing new things and meeting new people..I don't know where she gets that from...she's so confident...Im really very proud of her...&lt;br /&gt;Douglas started at high school with Steph this year...He has changed sooo much...He loves the school...he has kept his grades up...and he even has gotten very social...something he's NEVER done...he and Steph went to their homecoming game tonite...they are getting along really well too...its sooo nice....and, it's looking like he may even have a girlfriend...Ashley is her name...go figure...I was wondering about him...but I think he just was a late bloomer...Im happy for him, and he seems to really be controlling his temper much bettter...he's gettin to be such a man...He's coming along really well..&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth is doing the same...LOL...she's still in the young stage...but not too young, but wants to hang out with her sister and brother...they do spend more time w/ her...but its never enough...She's still plugging along at school...she's always in such a rush to finish work so she can play..so, her school work has suffering for it...she is so head strong...and stubborn...but still so loving most of the time...she loves to argue...which drives me insane...but she's gonna be a trip when she's a teenager, that's for sure...&lt;br /&gt;I had a job interview on Monday for a parapro for the handicapped class at my nephews school...It went really well, and I am hoping to hear something soon about that...Im really excited to start doing something with my life...if only they would just call already...LOL...hopefully SOON&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is doing well...He still has his Harley....but he bought a new bike..A Titan &lt;br /&gt;Radical Rigid Sidewinder...an 07....its a chopper...and he just is in heaven when he is on that thing...Now, I just have to get my motorcycle license, and I will be driving my Harley...I love that bike...I have drove a bike before, but I want to do it right...take the course and stuff...then we can ride together...&lt;br /&gt;And...that's about all from my end...I will be back...tomorrow is homecoming for steph and doug...definately should be something blog worthy about that...if not, at least some pics....LOL&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;:)Just me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Would you chase your dreams? &lt;br /&gt;              Settle down with a family, &lt;br /&gt;              I wonder what would you name your babies? &lt;br /&gt;              Some days the sky's so blue, &lt;br /&gt;              I feel like I can talk to you, &lt;br /&gt;              An' I know it might sound crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             It ain't fair: you died too young, &lt;br /&gt;             Like the story that had just begun, &lt;br /&gt;             But death tore the pages all away. &lt;br /&gt;             God knows how I miss you, &lt;br /&gt;             All the hell I've been through, &lt;br /&gt;             Just knowin' no-one could take your place. &lt;br /&gt;             An' sometimes I wonder, &lt;br /&gt;             Who you'd be today? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Today, today, today. &lt;br /&gt;             Today, today, today. &lt;br /&gt;             Sunny days seem to hurt the most. &lt;br /&gt;             I wear the pain like a heavy coat. &lt;br /&gt;             The only thing that gives me hope, &lt;br /&gt;             Is I know I'll see you again some day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Some day, some day, some day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;strong&gt;KENNEY CHESNEY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been haunted by Vinnie since the day I was assigned his name.  I have, like so many others, spent alot of time trying to get information about this handsome young man. The one thing that comes up most often, tho, is how much he was loved. I knew this...He had to be loved...by at least parents...I wanted to know more...I know his parents loved him...Mary Ann, and dad Vincent...Dawn Marie, his sister, loved him. I do know that he was a godfather...to Victoria...and that his Aunt Daisy and Uncle Tom Cooper, of Staten Island...they they loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Here's what a few people that loved him had to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;em&gt;My heart goes out the Vinny's family, especially his mom and dad. Vinny was a    great guy, he always had me laughin! He would have been 34 years old today. Happy Birthday! &lt;br /&gt;You're forever in my thoughts, &lt;br /&gt;prayers and dreams, Love, Deana &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VINCENT WE MISS YOU SO MUCH. I TELL YOUR GODCHILD VICTORIA IN HOW SHE MISS OUT IN SUCH A GOOD MAN. YOUR YOUR PERSONSILITY WAS THE BEST. WHEN I BAKE THOSE CAKES ON SUNDAY, THE LAUGH WE HAD IN CANARISE EVENINGS WILL ALWAYS ME REMEMBER. I PRAY EVERY SUNDAY HOPE YOUR GRANDPARENTS ARE BY YOURSIDE. I ALWAYS LOVE NEVER FORGOTTEN AUNT DAISY COOPER/VICTORIA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you and keep you Vinnie,thanks for all the laughs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent worked for Cantor Vitzgerald as a bond trader.  He worked in World Trade Center, Tower 1.  And that was on the 105th Floor of that building. I can only pray that when the hell erupted, he had no clue what was going on, and that it was swift..I know he would've been thinking about those he loved....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had known him...He was such a handsome, funny, and just a well rounded guy. But, for now, I will honor him with my paultry words. I know I can never do him justice, but I know that when he looks down, and I know...funny, to think that he  would read this...That he would be proud to be honored....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read other tributes, please go to &lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com/2996/?page_id=2"&gt;2996 List of Tributes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I knew if she didn't get out of my house, she would either literally die, or my marriage would end...She made my husband and kids miserable..how could I let her do that to my family?? how could SHE do this to my family....anyways...that was ten years ago, and after burning pretty much all her bridges, as in alienating herself from all my family members, she landed with my sister in Indiana...and they have been together ever since...ten years now...We, me and my sister, have pretty much mended fences....and as for my mom...We talk..it's always gaurded...like we are strangers...she has written letters to me over the years....disowning me, telling me I was a useless kid...she wished she'd had an abortion...pretty much that kind of stuff...then letters would follow, saying she didn't mean it...she is just stressed out, she doesn't have a life, and that its all my dad's fault, for dying on her...yeah, she's a definate whack job...certifiable...and she is on medication, so, she's gotten better..its just I can't get past it....&lt;br /&gt;Then this past week...all I could think about was, how inconvenient it was for her to get sick now...school is starting, and I haven't gone clothes shopping yet..if she dies, I won't go up there...so MSDemmie, that was what I was struggling with..that feeling of why me?? how selfish I was feeling, and angry at my sister for even bothering me with this...and then, feeling sad, cuz I don't want her to die...I don't want her with me, but I don't want her to die...I don't know if any of this even makes any sense...I probably sound like such an asshole, and a complete ogre of a daughter...I don't know how to deal with this stuff, and I don't know if I even WANT to deal with it...then when they said she was home, I thought...god, why??? I think I was disappointed that she DIDN'T die...god, I AM an awful daughter...&lt;br /&gt;I probably shouldn't even be writing this stuff, anyone who reads this will probably think I am just this awful excuse for a human being...but if I don't get it out, I will just SCREAM!!! I don't know what to do with these feelings, and yeah, counseling is always good, but again, no insurance, so, I have to again do all this on my own....&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think I have said enough...I hope I haven't lost any of my blogger buddies over what a terrible person I am...I can't help how I feel, right?? I will be fine...&lt;br /&gt;Just me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Whoever isn't reading this blog isn't reading the other one either, so fuck it..lol...&lt;br /&gt;I was reading Ash's blog &lt;a href="http://www.ashburnite.blogspot.com"&gt;Neurotic In Ashburn&lt;/a&gt; and now she has totally gotten me obsessed with my stupid stat counter...I didn't realize the stuff you could find out from that...where people blog from..like work, RED...lol...you shouldn't be doing that...then again, so do you, ASH!!! LOL...But, because I'm so computer illiterate, I have no idea what some of that shit means...Like, I know what ISP's are....but I don't know how you do the key word thingy...I never did any key words, and I wouldn't even know what or how to go about doing that...I don't know alot about alot...LOL...anyways...I guess that's gonna be my new thing to do daily...check my stats...LOL...GOD, I can't wait til school starts again for thes kids, cuz I have got to get a life..&lt;br /&gt;I put in my resume at all the schools here...Thankfully, they have all called...only to tell me that because of our wonderful GOVERNOR BUSH, they will no longer be hiring Paraprofessionals...unless something changes...they will keep my resume on file, yada yada yada....God...whatever....Im thinking about just saying SCREW IT and get a job at my daughter's McDonalds...I mean, Im not proud, nor would I be ashamed to work at a McDonalds, but for God's sake, Im trying to diet...lol...and not for nothing, I've seen these people she works with...all good for her, she tends to like the punks...me?? not so much...and they all seem like punks to me...am I just getting old, or what?? &lt;br /&gt;I don't know...I DO know that I am PMS'ing...and that sucks...I'm bloated, I feel like I'm gonna cry...and my rings are hurting my fingers....UGH!!!!! I need some percocet and some Xanex....or however you spell it...whatever, I need some now...&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, life is just peachy...Im hungry...My legs hurt from walking...um...I already talked about the whole PMS thing...what else can I bitch about, you ask??? Well, let me just tell ya...I can do me some bitchin...hahahaha...just ask my hubby...Im tired of no one reading my blogs...Im tired of going to peoples blogs who never update...No, Red, I don't mean you, cuz you at least check in with me...LOL....Im tired of wondering what the hell happened to SEAN, DIAYAH, MIKE AND CHUCK.....why do they just go away??? Like Mike, he was finally back...then he deletes his blog???? The same with Chuck?? How do you spend all that time, blogging blogging blogging...to just hit that delete button...and Sean, too...just gone...Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I can say is Ash...and even you too, RED....if you two ever just hit that delete button, I will hunt you down...lol...You scared yet?? Probably not, cuz your probably not even reading this thing...LMAO...god, I am such a lunatic, ya know? OH well....that's why ya love me...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I think Im done for now...if you, anyone, happen to know how to tell me about this stat counter, let me know...At least how to do the key word thingy...I would appreciate it...and if your just passing thru, trolling....leave a comment, huh? I AM watching you, so I will know that you were here, and didn't even say hi or whats up or BLOG MAD HIT...or even fuck you, pyscho bitch...anything is better than nothing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17679277-115290447284913339?l=homecraphome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/feeds/115290447284913339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17679277&amp;postID=115290447284913339&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/115290447284913339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/115290447284913339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/2006/07/againwhatever.html' title='Again...whatever...'/><author><name>Kirsten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13959816920406031069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/875/wolf13gf9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17679277.post-115108013570258286</id><published>2006-06-23T12:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T12:28:55.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a quick update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/673/1709/1600/moon%20on%20the%20day%20I%20was%20born.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/673/1709/320/moon%20on%20the%20day%20I%20was%20born.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I found this surfing Blogmad, and figured I would just put it on mine...gave me something to do...feel free to do it, also..have a great weekend..&lt;br /&gt;:)Just me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some questions (and my answers)shamelessly stolen from             &lt;a href="http://lifeattheedge.blogspot.com"&gt;Life at the edge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;1 What species is the nearest tree to your front door? Scrub Pine &lt;br /&gt;2 Is it native to your area? Yes&lt;br /&gt;3 How far away is your nearest mobile telephone pole? 5 feet  &lt;br /&gt;4 What time did the sun rise this morning? 7 am.ish&lt;br /&gt;5 How many days till the moon is next full? 17 days&lt;br /&gt;6 Name five resident birds in your area. Robin, sparrow, seagull, blue jay, buzzard &lt;br /&gt;7 When was your home built, who built it and where did the material come from? It was manufactured in 1983, and I think it was made out of styrafoam, cardboard and plexiglass...it really is a piece of shit...lol &lt;br /&gt;8 How many generations back in your family can you name an ancestor? And where did they live? My mom has done all our genealogy, and I think she went back at least 6 generations...we come from Denmark, Ireland and Sweden&lt;br /&gt;9 Name five edible plants in your region. Strawberries,Blueberries, Blackberries, Oranges, and Grapefruit&lt;br /&gt;10 Where is the nearest bus stop to your house?2 Miles away.&lt;br /&gt;11 From what direction do winter storms generally approach in your area? The Arctic, I think..I know they always say and arctic blast...not that it gets too cold, mind you&lt;br /&gt;12 Where is your nearest farmers’ market and when is it held? Brooksville (20miles),every weekend at the flea markets..&lt;br /&gt;13 If the sea level rises 1 metre over the next 50 years, how much of your home will be submerged?  i really don't know...&lt;br /&gt;14 When you flush the loo, where does the effluent end up? Septic Tank, then local disposal firm.&lt;br /&gt;15 How many constellations can you see from your bedroom window? When did you last look? Too many to count and I don't know...guess I should do that....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Married 15 years...Wow...Sometimes I wonder how I got so lucky to find the love of my life, and hold on to him at the same time...I'm truly blessed to have him. He is truly my soul mate and I know that I will always be in love with him, have those butterflies in my tummy when his name comes up on the caller ID...know that my heart always skips a beat when I hear him pull into the driveway after work, and know that he is coming home to ME...&lt;br /&gt;We picked that song, because it was sooo appropriate for us...we had dated off and on while I was still in high school...we moved in together after I graduated high school...then we had a child three years later...We had planned on getting married, but having the baby, well...We both kinda freaked out a little....He went on to date an older lady..(bitch..lol) and then we got back together...then we broke up..and I went out with a younger guy...Idiots...we were both idiots...so when we got back together the last time, we decided once and for all to just get married, stop being stupid and do what we both knew we wanted to do...and that's all she wrote...lol&lt;br /&gt;And here we are, 15 years later...Yes, I bitch about him...yes..he drives me absolutely crazy with some of the shit he does....but at the end of the day, I know that for me to be able to sleep at night, I have to have him next to me...hearing him breath...cuz without him, I would be nothing...his being is what comforts me when nothing else can...his love is all consuming....and wonderful...he gets me when no one else can....and when I feel like everything is going wrong, a hug and kiss from him is all that I need to be able to go on....And of course, without him I wouldn't have the smoker, the chef and the devil child I like to call Stephanie, Douglas and Elizabeth...&lt;br /&gt;So here's to me and my babe....and at least 50 more years together...I love you, my love...&lt;br /&gt;:)Just me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17679277-115022132213957139?l=homecraphome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/feeds/115022132213957139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17679277&amp;postID=115022132213957139&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/115022132213957139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/115022132213957139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-down.html' title='One down....'/><author><name>Kirsten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13959816920406031069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/875/wolf13gf9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17679277.post-114917551802573816</id><published>2006-06-01T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T11:41:59.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So starts Hurricane Season....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/673/1709/1600/funnypic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/673/1709/400/funnypic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...here we go again...June 1...the Start of Hurricane Season...Its kinda weird when I think about it...Up until two years ago, I don't think I could've even said when the season started, thats how unaffected I always was. Just seems like the last two years have more than made up for the last 23 years of seasons...Before the 04 season, I had only experience maybe 1 hurricane..and it wasn't even a "hurricane" by the time it hit my area...I remember I was still in high school..but I don't remember her name...obviously, it wasn't that impressive to this teenager...lol..Andrew came in 92, but that was way south of me, so again, it didn't affect me...I thought it was awful, but, ignorant as I was, didn't see what the fuss was all about...&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh...well...you live and learn...Now I've been affected by Charlie, Francis, Jeanne, Ivan...and that was 04...last year, I didn't have too much going on around me, but there were some scares...I definately pay closer attention to the season, and I will do so from now on...Our local newspaper, The St. Petersburg Times screams out their headline..."&lt;strong&gt;YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN. READY?&lt;/strong&gt;" "&lt;strong&gt;After a catastrophic storm, even the best-run government services might take 72 hours to reach you. Surviving that long will be up to you."&lt;/strong&gt; Hows that for a nice Good Morning, Florida....lol...And, let me just say right up front, I am NOT ready.  At all...I will do like most of the rest of the schmucks in this area and wait for the last possible moment, cuz ya know...It won't happen to me....I don't know...I know for a fact that it can and WILL happen, eventually..I live in my little glass bubble, hoping for the best, and being scared of the worst...But, after Katrina, and even Andrew, for that matter...I don't think that being prepared, with your water and cell phone, and three days worth of food, is really gonna make all that much difference in the long run...If we get slammed with a storm, Im the fuck out of here...I will not be one of those fools who "sit and wait it out"....I know that with Charlie, I packed up my kids, dogs, and important papers, and went to my brother in laws house...If you didn't know, I live in a mobile home, so, even in a tropical storm, I "HAVE" to evacuate.  Anyways...I went to his house, and Hubby was gonna meet us there...Well...that storm turned, and we were allowed back home..The storms after that, hubby "waited them out" at our place, while I took the kids to my mom in laws...well..that was a joke..lol...she lost power and cable...hubby was fine with power and cable at our house....needless to say, the storm after THAT..we all stayed...with power, and cable...again, mom lost both...Im not trying to sound cavalier about it...I really am not...but I think most Floridians, or anyone of the states affected, tend to watch the news, and we all learn a little something about these systems...You have to take it all with a grain of salt, hope for the best, and try to get through...Now, if there was even the slightest chance that I had a "Katrina" heading my way, you can be damn sure, I wont be anywhere around...not this state...we are a long SLIM state, so these storms are usually twice our size..so, yeah...I'd be heading north...farrrrrr north...with my kids...and with my dogs...don't know if the hubby would come, but never fear....I aint THAT stupid...lol&lt;br /&gt;So, anyways...that is about all on the hurricane topic....if there are any thats heading my way, I will let ya know...Lord knows, that's about the only thing lately for me that WOULD be "blog worthy"...lol..&lt;br /&gt;Other local news...A young mom just north of me, about maybe 20 miles...The mom of two sets of twins...14 yr old boys, with Cerebral Palsy, and 5 yr old twin girls..well, yesterday....she tried to kill herself and the boys...her neighbors say she was a little overwhelmed, they just didn't realize how much so....I don't know how I feel about it...my first thought was God...what a monster...HOW??? WHY???? And I read the story this morning, and it just is soooo hard...the boys names are Jeremy and Jacob...so, that was just awful for me....I see my sis in law, with her jeremy and jacob, and of course joshie, too...but I know that some days with Jacob are just soooo hard for her...But she has such a great support system, from alot of family around, to her neighbors, the school system...and I wonder...did that mom have that?? they all said she was so into her boys..she spent time at school and buying them their special needs chairs, and other equipment...but she was divorced from their father, who lives in another state...Her live in boyfriend is the father of her girls...But, did she have family??? anyone else to support her when having two boys with severe special needs got to be overwhelming??? I don't know...I hate that she did this...but the good thing is, both boys survived, and they are going to be okay...That is a plus, and hopefully, they will be sent to live with their dad, and he can take care of them...But one neighbor said this about the mom..."She was crazy about them, she loved on them the same way you'd love on a regular kid"....geezzz.. with that kind of mentality, if this is what the mom's support was like,...well...I don't know...you all probably think I'm okay with her doing that...let me say that I am NOT!!! It's never okay to hurt your kids, ever, and I don't care WHAT excuse you can come up with...but since having a special needs child, I have learned to NOT judge people...until you walk in their shoes...Patience, understanding, empathy, hatred, racism...it all comes when you have a child with a handicap...you never expect it, you never welcome it...and you sure as hell never understand totally...but until you walk in those shoes...Always put yourself in those shoes, and ask yourself...Could you do it??? the easy heart felt answer is...Of course...That mother is a piece of shit....and I would totally agree...but there is a fine line that all mothers walk....And its a line most of us don't ever cross...but there are many, as we all know, that DO cross that line.  I try to keep in mind that Thank God, Im strong enough...I have that something...to not cross it...but I also know..that line...is a scary place...and most moms would agree...then you have those moms...THE SAINTS I call them...who never admit to feeling overwhelmed at times...ready to slap that child into a wall if they do whatever it is, one more time, but can't ever admit to it. Their kids are "great". well behaved, the best kid in the world.Please..no kid is wonderful 100 percent of the time..you just have to know when to admit it, and be able to go from there...I don't know if anyone understands what I'm saying...lol...My sis in law and I talk about that when we read these storys....we start out with...god, she should be shot, she needs yada yada yada...then we both think back to nights with literally NO sleep...emotions running on high....tears coming at the drop of a hat...the kids screaming...fighting with each other, talking back, slamming doors..slamming each other...and think...THANK YOU GOD...for giving us that little something...the thing that keeps us from crossing that line....I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;I think I've rambled way tooo much...maybe even said things some of you won't agree with...but hey...this is my blog, right??..lol...and not for nothin, I haven't really rambled a good ramble in awhile...lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...take care....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I am at the point that I am soooo tired of getting up at 6:00am to get bitched at by kids that just don't want to wake up....lol...My son, Douglas, his last day was Wednesday...he will graduate from 8th grade tonite at 6:00pm...he had his graduation trip yesterday...they went to Universal Studios for the day..he got home at 11 last nite...he had such a good time..and I'm sooo glad he is done with that school...I have said before that the school he goes to is a major pain in my ass...really...but the education he received was so worth everything I went thru with him...That was the most important thing of all...his education..not his happiness, or liking his teachers...lol...hell, I didn't like most of them either, but that's not what school is all about...I do know that it DOES help if they like the teacher, but Doug likes to learn...so, he's one of those kids who just does the work...even without a teacher, he would still learn on his own, because the work challenges him, and he likes that aspect...So, even not liking the teachers, he did well...and I am proud of him...so the trip was pretty much his reward for doing such a great job the last three years...but on that note, he moves on to HIGH SCHOOL!! (Which makes me feel even older than I am..lol..but it happens...) Anyways, he's really looking forward to starting the culinary program at his new school...as am I....&lt;br /&gt;Tonite, my smoker child..aka Stephanie...well she starts a two day program with the sheriff's office..the CAT Program, it's called..stands for Collision Avoidance Training.  It's offered to new drivers 16-17 yrs old...it supposed to teach them to try not to panic in different crash scenes...Tonite it starts with four hours of in class teaching....videos about different car accidents involving teen drivers...then saturday morning, 8 a.m. they start eight hours of intense driving at the local airport....They will have hands on learning with an instructor in each kids vehicle. This is what the gist of the program is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five basic skills, actions and/or techniques of driving are identified as areas that teens need experience or training to safely operate a motor vehicle. Steering, acceleration, deceleration, backing and skid control/skid recovery are the tasks addressed in this program. Training exercises used in this program have been adopted from the law enforcement-training manual and approved by the Criminal Justice Standards and Training Commission. Student drivers must complete the following exercises: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evasive maneuvers &lt;br /&gt;Threshold/emergency braking &lt;br /&gt;Forward serpentine Cornering &lt;br /&gt;Backing &lt;br /&gt;Skid recovery &lt;br /&gt;All classes are conducted under the direct supervision of certified high liability driving instructors. Instructors ride with each student and students move to the next exercise only after the instructor feels the student has demonstrated a reasonable degree of skill.  The Collision Avoidance Training program has proven to be one of the most effective programs at reaching teens, modifying their attitudes and creating all around better teenage drivers. PHS (Partners of Highway Safety) has preached for many years that the leading cause of teenage crashes is inexperience.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...that's what she will be doing tomorrow...and hopefully, she will learn some good stuff, without wrecking her car in the process..LOL...each teen will use their own vehicles..had to provide notorized copies of license, registration and insurance..lol...too cool...they didn't have anything like that when I was 16, that's for sure...&lt;br /&gt;As for Elizabeth...well..she's only ten..and still in elementary school..so there is nothing big and exciting happening for her...other than the fact its summer vacation and she is just ready to start going to her grandma's for the summer..video games, pool...tv...what more can a 10 yr old ask for??...lol...&lt;br /&gt;And so....that's about all....Take care....drive safe...and have a great weekend..don't forget...it's Motorcycle Awareness Month...so keep those eyes peeled for the bikes...don't take someone out...take care to notice your surroundings...&lt;br /&gt;:)Just me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Its very good, and advanced, very computer oriented...he's in 8th grade, but his english class counts towards high school 9th grade.  So, with any luck, he will graduate in three years instead of four.  It really depends on the Culinary Program..if it can be done in that time..if not, he will go the four years for that...I do have to give him credit...he knows what he wants to do...Now, if he would just stay the hell out of trouble...He just really hates to be told what to do, and when to do it...which he doesn't have that option...i mean, hell..he's just a kid...but they realllly don't put up with the attitude...as a matter of fact, he's suspended thursday, as he threw someones books on the floor, off the desk...little bit of a temper problem...lol...so I told him one more phone call from that school from now until the 18th, and he loses his graduation trip...they are going to Universal Studios..(that kinda pissed him off, but like I told him, its very simple...stay the hell out of trouble)...and imagine, he's only graduating Middle School, for God's sake..but the school opened three years ago, and he started three years ago, so its the First full 6-8 graduating class...so, its more a big deal...same with the smoker's school...it opened three years ago...so IF she graduates next year..she'll be in the first full graduating class...but I must stress the IF...cuz it's still in question...&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh well...enough about that...I really do tend to bitch about the kids alot, don't I? Sorry about that...but better here, than at them...not that they listen, at all anyways....lol&lt;br /&gt;SO....I guess that about sums it up from my end...I need to say one thing tho..it is Motorcycle Awareness Month...Please..Please....watch for motorcycles...its very important to be aware that they aren't easy to see...unless you, GOD FORBID, actually PAY attention to the road and whats around you...it only takes a second to wipe out someone on a motorcycle...and that person could be me...or my hubby...or anyone else that rides...Just wanted to pass that on...PLEASE be careful out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Im thinkin not....but whatever keeps people happy, go for it...&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was definately uneventful...I haven't been on the computer much anymore...I just check blogs and get the hell off...Its easier checking blogs these days, as no one seems to do it anymore, other than ash...red pops in every once in awhile too...D is still sick, Im sure....I hope to god she starts feeling better soon...and I hope that her life is going better than it was when I last talked to her...I did get my test results back a few weeks ago..and god forbid, I passed..so I have been busy applying with the school board, and figureing out which schools to apply at...all thought at this point of the year, its kinda stupid, as school is over in like 2 weeks...well...the last day is the 24th...but the last three days are half days...which is bullshit, really...lol...my son's last day will be the 18th...as he is graduating from middle school, and his principal already told my they don't have to come the last week if they pass their exams...which he will..im confident of that...now all he has to do is stay the hell out of trouble...which for him,well...lets just say that won't be easy...&lt;br /&gt;Our air conditioner took a shit yesterday...which is typical...its just now starting to get hot during the day...so, it kinda goes without saying that of course it was going to happen now...tho, I know it could be worse..it coulda went in July or August...whatever...&lt;br /&gt;Steph..aka the smoker...is finally ungrounded...she's back to driving to and from school...I hate when her dad takes the car away...I personally think thats ridiculous...I think there are other ways to punish her other than that...cuz truly, the only person who gets inconvenienced is me...which, I guess really doesn't matter to anyone...again...whatever&lt;br /&gt;I have watched a few good movies over the last few weekends...Harold and Kumar's Search for White Castle...god, that was tooo fricken funny...as a former stoner, I could soooo relate to that movie...I haven't laughed that much over a movie in a long time...Umm...lets see...Raise your Voice..w/ Hillary Duff...that was actually pretty good...cheesy, of course...still made me cry, tho...Jarhead...really truly, I did enjoy that movie, contrary to what fellow friends have said...who didn't like it...I did...um...Yours, Mine and Ours...eh...was okay...Pride and Prejudice, well...I think the A&amp;E version was much better, but all in all it was good...Red Eye, I liked it alot...oh..and Man of the House...again, it was pretty cheesy, but I did enjoy it...I watched Fever Pitch again...cuz I really thought it was a good movie, and I did end up watching Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire again...I have to say, I enjoyed that one more at home than I did at the theater...I don't know how I missed alot of it, I never went to the bathroom or anything, but it happened...so, I take back the old post of saying I hated it...I still think it could've been better, but it wasn't as bad as I thought...I also saw Narnia, The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe...which was soooo sooo good...That was one of my favorite books when I was little, and the movie, well....it so went with the book...I was very happy and I loved the Beavers...they were hysterical..&lt;br /&gt;I also have been doing some reading...the Bartimeaus Trilogy...which is about magic, and stuff like that...good books...Im on the third and last book...tho I had to steal it from stephanie, so I could read it first...hehehhe...I also have been into these really crazy books Confessions of Georgia Nicolson..I just got the 7th book in the series...with more to come...its actually a teen book...written in a diary format...and the girl is 15 and a half...She's British...and holy shit, its some funny stuff...she calls the USA Hamburger-A-Go-Go Land...heheheh...anyways..its just silly...and she calls her boobs nunga nungas.....Needless to say, its very juvenille, but thouroughly enjoyable stuff...can't wait for the next one...nunga nungas...snort snort...lol&lt;br /&gt;And thats about all from my end...we are all still hangin in there....still waiting to hear from some old blogger buddies...but, i know...don't hold my breath...lol...take care and have a great week.&lt;br /&gt;:)Just me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I have been running around like a chicken with my head cut off.  The kids have all had doctors appointments, on three different days...I actually had a cleaning job to do...god forbid, I actually get paid to clean someones house.  LOL...and I also took the smoker..aka Stephanie, to get her license this past Thursday.  And...yes....SHE PASSED!!! Talk about adding some stress to my life...Yes, I know I have to let her drive...and Yes...I know I have to let her go...but Jesus Christ....its not as easy as all that...let me tell ya....She now drives my son to school in the morning, which is really very helpful.And she drives herself to and from school AND work.  It really is helpful.  But, holy SHIT...your heart is in your throat the entire time you think she is actually on the road.  The first day she drove, I made her call me the second she pulled into school.  Because I told her, under NO circumstances is she to answer her cell phone while she is driving.  Or  make a call.  I told her I didn't even care if it was God himself calling to warn her that he would be taking her life in a car accident in five minutes...DO NOT ANSWER THAT DAMN PHONE!!!  So...she is later getting home from school than I thought she should be. And what the F??? Its not like I can call her and ask if everything is alright...cuz I just know she will answer that damn phone....LOL...ahhh well...she made it home just fine...and to work...and then she drove herself and her brother and sister to her grandma's house, so they could spend the night. Talk about weird.  It is getting a little better, but I know now, it will never be the same...I will now walk around with my heart in my throat for the rest of their lives...cuz God knows, it just gets harder from here...lol...next year, my son gets HIS permit, and I have to go thru it alllll over again...lol...still got five years to go with Libby, but apparently time is just flying faster and faster the older I get, so obviously, it's gonna be like next week.  &lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday, we had the triplets' 7 birthday party.  What a fricken madhouse.  The pile of gifts those boys get are really actually ridiculous....lol...I babysat them Saturday nite while their mom and dad went to a party...we discussed the birthday gift thing...as in ....Aunt Coco wasn't getting them shit...lol...I told them if, after all their gifts were opened, if there was something they DIDN'T get, to let me know...and we would discuss it then...LOL...yeah...they were actually fine with that...cuz they know that I am the "poor" aunt...lol...so, needless to say...when I went home after the party, they told me I was off the hook..but that I would have to at least spend the day with them on their actual birthday...which is this Friday...well...naturally, I can do that....they are just tooo sweet.&lt;br /&gt;My husband has actually gotten a job offer down in Palm Beach.  Which is way away from where we are.  We wouldn't be moving; he would work ten days on, and come home for 4 days..and so on.  He is a little concerned, because he will be making less money to start...but with full benefits...including a retirement plan.  Which is something he doesn't get now.  Any of it.  The only benefits he has at his job has been any money over 40 hrs is off the books...and he also gets so much for all the permits he pulls under his name...he is a licensed well driller, if I hadn't said before.  So, the money is good, just no room for improvement.  No insurance, no retirement, no chance ever of getting a raise.  He works with a guy who has been with their company for like 20 years.  He still has never had a raise.  His wife, tho, has a job with full benefits, so its not as bad.  Ahhh...what to do. I am fine with him being away..I know our relationship can handle something like that.  I just worry about any kind of emergency.  But, I guess you can't plan for something like that, and all you can do is live your life.  And pray for the best.  He will be going down there on Monday...he took his vacation time to go.....I told him not to stress about it...if he feels that strongly about the money, he shouldn't take the job.  But not to NOT take it for that reason. We will be fine....do it if he feels its right for him....Tho...They give him a food allowence and a furnished apartment...so, its really pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...So...thats really about it for me...Im still waiting for my test results for the school...It takes six weeks...so I should be hearing something soon, altho I am so NOT confident on how I did...god....well...if I didn't do well, I will just have to try again. &lt;br /&gt;And on that...I will be going now...I think I have gone on enough....lol...Its a great day outside...so I'm just gonna enjoy the sunshine and peace and quiet...&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;:)Just me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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But, he passed away June 11, 1996...four days before my wedding anniversary, and the weekend before Father's Day....And that sucks...so this post is for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey dad...you've been gone almost 10 years now.  And today is a day, like many others, that I have been thinkin about ya....I knew that it would get better as time went by..but when I stop, for that brief second....I forget...you're no longer here...and I know that you're somewhere...up there....watching over me. And then I worry...are you disappointed??? Do you understand why it has come to the point that I can know longer honor my mother, as the bible says too....Do you know that after you left, she became a bitter mean woman who lived to make our lives miserable??? I know that I said this post is for you...but it's for me too....I remember the months leading up to your last birthday here on earth...you were soooo sick...the cancer ravaged not only your body, but also your mind. You were so hurtful to everyone around you, and we didn't understand...I understand now.  Too late,  I know that....but its the best I have.  I didn't realize the cancer in your liver and colon would take a toll on your mind, too....and for that, I'm sorry.  I should have understood your sickness better, been more grown up about it.  But you were my daddy, and I didn't know....how mean you could get...to not only me, but my children my sisters, and my mother....My kids were too young to understand why grandpa always yelled at everyone...Hell, I didn't, how could they???&lt;br /&gt;I do, now.  And the kids don't remember how mean you got, thankfully, they were just six and four...the sad thing is, they don't remember you at all...except thru me.&lt;br /&gt;They will never know how it was growing up with you....I thought you were the man....we were so close...everyone knew I was the "daddy's little girl".  My sisters and my mother never understood that...&lt;br /&gt;I remember going to the home you grew up in, and fishin behind the house...You teaching me to drive...even the city bus up north...god, if they had ever found out, the trouble...lol...well...luckily we were never busted....Too this day, I remember you telling me to pretend there was a raw egg under the gas pedal and that when I hit the gas, to always go steady, not to stomp, or I'd break the egg...Too funny, as I am teaching your granddaughter the very same thing...Watch that egg, now...steady...steady...very good!!!! LOL...I remember when we moved to Florida, you and I drove the uhaul and Erika and mom drove the car...I would light your cigarettes for you or give you a pepp-o-mint life saver....That was one of my fondest memories....&lt;br /&gt;I miss ya daddy...I really do....and not for nothing, I wish to God, you were still here....nothing is the same without you.....And sometimes I wonder how our lives would be if you were still here...but that will never be....and I know now, that to wish you back, would mean for you to be back in pain...and that is something I never want you to go thru again. &lt;br /&gt;So, on this day...the day I remember so well...when others would always forget...I just want to say Happy Birthday daddy....and I still love you....I still miss you...and I know that will never go away. The one thing I DO wish is that you watch over my family....and understand why I have to be the way I am with my mother....I'm sorry...it's just the way it has to be....Please forgive me....and please know that I think of you often....and hope you are at peace.  And also, I hope you have made peace with your son.....my brother...who is with you now....&lt;br /&gt;I love ya&lt;br /&gt;Your Punkin Head...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Not alot is going on.  Its Tuesday morning, its nice and sunny outside, temp is like 65 degrees.  The last few days of coolness before the god awful heat sets in. Have I said that I hate the heat?? Yeah, again, I know..I live in Florida, deal with it.  Well...I do deal with it.  I stay inside..with the AC cranked until October.  Ahhh well...such is life.&lt;br /&gt;The smoker came home from school yesterday with a major migraine.  It really sucks to see your child suffer like that.  She was supposed to be at work, but I called her in sick. Her head hurt so bad she was actually throwing up.  After a Motrin 800 and a dark cool room and nap, she woke up at 7 pm feeling much better.  Thank God.  I really hate that.  She has a doctor's appt. on Friday.  They are going to have to give her more meds. She has been under the neurologist's care for the last 4 years.  They weaned her off her daily meds, with good results.  But she still gets a bad one about once a month.  I would just like them to give her something to have on hand for when she DOES get one.  Because even when she was on the daily meds, she still got one about once a month. So I would rather she didn't have to take something everyday for the rest of her life.  But, still...if she has to, what can I say? I just hate that she has to be in pain like that. I worry alot, too, because my sis-in-law (the mom of trips) has migraines, as does my husband.  But with my sis-in-law, she gets them sooo bad.  She is only 34.  And she has had two strokes, caused by migraines. Or so they say. The first time she had a stroke, it happened right in front of me, and she was only 29 at the time. My God, it was the scariest thing I have ever seen.  At least at the time.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I have ever talked about my sis in law.  She is something, thats for sure. But, like I said, she has some problems when it comes to her health. At least, more so since the triplets have been born. I guess carrying them is quite stressful to the body...lol...to say the least. But, she has been like my little sis/best friend for years. And even calling her "in law" is so strange to me.  She's always been just my little sister.  I have taken care of her thru sicknesses throughout her life. When she was just a teenager, she had bleeding ulcers. When her mom was at work, she would call me from school to sign her out. LOL...I guess I wasn't a good influence on her, but still...I loved her to death.  She ended up having endometriosis, and couldn't conceive.  Well..she could, but she had miscarriage after miscarriage.  It was so awful for her.  And it was even so bad, that when I would get pregnant, I actually felt guilty. I remember I was pregnant with Libby, and she was pregnant, and lost the baby.  It was awful.  But she ended up having invitro, and thats how she ended up having the boys.  What a wonderful joyous time.  When she went into labor, tho at 6 mo's...god, I was soooo scared for her. Those boys...man.  They were born three months premature, weighing 1 lb 15, 1lb 12 and 1lb 151/2.  They were so tiny, you could put a ring on their arm.. As a matter of fact, somewhere I have a pic of joshie with his dad's wedding band on his arm...that is smalll...They spent time in the Neonatal ICU...and of course, we all know how they are now...lol...God's little precious gifts....&lt;br /&gt;And life went on...then last may...the end of May to be exact, she decided to get a tummy tuck and boob job...just a lift...so, I of course, went to take care of her after the surgery.  It went well.  But after about a week or so....after it was too late...we realized that she had a very bad reaction to the pain meds they put her on.  Needless to say...she went crazy. Literally...and I'm not joking.  She went after her mom with a crucifix that was hanging on her bedroom wall...tried to kill her...and beat the living crap out of her husband.  We didn't know what the hell was going on...we ended up calling 911 and they came and took her....she was screaming at them, telling them to commit her...and then she gave them MY name...I will never forget it....it was June 15..my wedding anniversary.  Well..they took her away...to the hospital...dosed her up with antipsycotics...which, when they noticed no improvment didn't know what to do with her.  She had no idea who she really was...kept saying  the date and time over and over again. She didn't know she had the boys..she kept asking for her little girls (steph and elizabeth)...well...they ended up sending her home...they didn't know what to do for her...so I moved in to her house...sent my kids and her boys to my mom in laws (her mom) and I kept Jacob home, because his medical equipment is all at the house...and I took care of her and Jacob...yes..her husband was there too...We both just stopped everything and tried to take care of her.  We had to hide the car keys..all the phones..she would just grab a phone and call people like she was normal...and tell them we were holding her against her will.  My husband (her brother) was at a loss...thats his baby sister...and he felt like we should just put her in a ward...which was probably true, now. But at the time, we thought we could deal....Finally...it all came to a head...she wouldn't let me sleep one night...kept coming into the room telling me I had to go home...that darrell was gonna be mad, that I was out too late...then she kept saying that she was fine, that she was just doing it to see if we loved her enough to take care of her...it was awful...after a lonnnnngggg nite of that...she finally fell asleep about 10am the next day.  I told Joe(her hubby) that I needed a break...I had to go home, and spend some time with my husband and kids...he said okay...at this point the dr.'s had told us to stop giving her any medications..to see if that was the problem.  After I went home and spent the night at my house, I went back the next day.  It was like nothing had ever happened.  She was back to normal. She was mortified...crying and saying how sorry she was.  They (the doctors) finally figured out the meds she was on from the surgery, coupled with the antipsycotics was what the problem was.  And now that its been almost a year, its been on my mind alot.  Things have gotten back to normal...that time is still pretty much of a blur, but for her, she remembers everything...feeling out of control...and being in the hospital...It was the second worse thing I have ever been thru with her.&lt;br /&gt;I think I have had enough...I tell her all the time now, that we have just been thru way too much together...and yes, we can joke about it....its the only way to get thru something like that....But...I know that its not something I will ever forget..and I tell her..if you ever even think of taking another pill, I will kill her...lol&lt;br /&gt;Well...I guess I really went on there...Didn't know what I was gonna write about today...so, that's what happens when I don't have a plan...lol...&lt;br /&gt;I will write more another day....Gonna go clean house...or play a game...I don't know which, yet....&lt;br /&gt;Take care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)Just me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 24 and find line 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Harry had received two letters from Sirius since he had been...." of course, its Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire..lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can, what do you find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;air...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im watching Good Deal w/David Leiberman on FoodTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When did you last step outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about an hour ago, to go get my morning cup'a Java!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newspaper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daytona 500 t-shirt,and sweats, and of course, my sneakers and socks...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never do...or at least, I never remember them..&lt;br /&gt;9. When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, watching my dogs playing in the yard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dust...lol...no..a wolf lighted thingy, a deer head...pics of the kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Ash's Blog!!!!...lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No big deal...not like I have a life or anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the last film you saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Crashers...does that count as a "film"? well...it was hilarious....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you turned a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;God...I don't know...probably anything I could...and everything...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Tell me something about you that I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I wear glasses...have since I was 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt and politics, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know...thats too deep this early in the morning...sorry...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you like to Dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. George Bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is an illiterate idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too difficult for me...the Smoker...aka Stephanie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Imagine your boyfriend is making sweet love to his Xbox 360, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..its not something I would discuss with my husband, that's for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two places actually...would love to live in England, and Ireland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What would you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not your time...go back, have some fun!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. 4 people who must also do this meme in their blog.&lt;br /&gt;Well...sorry guys..but I have to...lol...its the whole point of these things..I pick Diayah...Red...Maria and Chuck...tho, red..and Diayah..they are not around lately...so I should add two more, just in case, and that will be Anthony and Bri..tho she's not around either..lol...well...why don't you all just do it...thanks Ash..at least it gave me something to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care &lt;br /&gt;:)Just me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17679277-114106190719675691?l=homecraphome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/feeds/114106190719675691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17679277&amp;postID=114106190719675691&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/114106190719675691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/114106190719675691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-there.html' title='Hey there'/><author><name>Kirsten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13959816920406031069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/875/wolf13gf9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17679277.post-114078680344327909</id><published>2006-02-24T07:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T15:29:48.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/673/1709/1600/cakepic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/673/1709/400/cakepic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;DOUGLAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas Madsen 14 years old&lt;br /&gt;Born February 24, 1992 at 1:12 a.m after 20 hours of wonderful labor, my son...my ONLY son, came into this world weighing 7 lbs 11 ozs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Doug...and I am SOOO proud of you. You make me smile, and you always can make me laugh. Have a wonderful day, my son....and know that I love you more than I could ever say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you,&lt;br /&gt;Your mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Nice to see that the time stops for nothing.... Too weird, it just goes faster and faster. Ah well, so thats the way it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a three day weekend, as most people did.  Kids had no school on Monday, so they got to spend more time at their grandma's house.  Tho I didn't take Libby til Saturday, cuz she wasn't feeling well on Friday.  Doug went Friday nite.  Steph had to work til 9 so she stayed home. She had work again Saturday morning at 9 til two.  I picked her up then me, her and Lib went to Joshie's last soccer game of the season.  They lost by one point.  He was pissed. But they gave out the trophies, too, and that cheered him up alot.  He carried that thing around the rest of the weekend.  He didn't go to his grandma's this weekend either, tho, cuz he went four wheeling with the neighbor across the street.  Kid is big time rider, and he is good.  Watch out for him when he gets bigger...lol...On sunday, Steph had work from 2 til 6.  Her dad and I finally let her go out alone with her boyfriend, Matt.  That was tense, let me tell ya.  She has gone out with boys before, we aren't too bad about that, but usually in groups.  This time, we allowed him to pick her up from work and go to the movies.  She saw When a Stranger Calls, and they left early.  She said it was really a stupid movie.  But she was home by 8:45p.m.  All in one piece, and her dad and I made it thru without having strokes, heartattacks, or any other kind of attack.  God, its so hard to let them go.  But she was really happy, they both had a good time, and that FIRST date is over.  LOL..god give me strength.&lt;br /&gt;Monday came and she got her first paycheck.  They pay the 5th and 20th of the month.  She was pretty excited, she brought home 235.93 which was a hell of a lot more than I thought it would be.  Needless to say, we had to immediately go shopping.  Yes, I know...save save save...but it was her first check, and I let her splurge.  But it also showed her just how far that kinda money WONT go...lol..she was happy tho...she got alot of clothes, she paid me back for paying her crap at school that I didn't feel I should pay for...As in; a fundraising thing gone wrong.  She had a box of candy to sell...52 bars of chocolate.  How do you lose a box of chocolate??? well, needless to say, she did, and I had to pay the school 52 bucks.  That kinda pissed me off, so I told her she had to pay me back and she did.  &lt;br /&gt;So, that was cool.  &lt;br /&gt;Me and the hubby didn't really do much of anything this weekend.  We watched some movies...We watched, Saw 2 which I really liked, go figure...Mr and Mrs Smith...The Upside of Anger, Red Eye and Fever Pitch.  God,  Fever Pitch was soooo cool...I really loved it...If your not a Red Sox fan, you might not appreciate it, but like my chucklehead buddy Sean knows...there's nothin like a Red Sox fan....a breed of our own....ahhhh...the only sport I kinda like..the only team I will ever LOVE...hehehehe...who woulda thunk it...lol&lt;br /&gt;SO yeah...lazy lazy lazy....that was us...But it was nice to not HAVE to have something to do...just hung out together...time that is so precious to me...&lt;br /&gt;Kids went back to school yesterday...Lib was pissy...she hates going some days..lol..and Doug was glad to go back...he enjoys learning still, even tho he doesn't like to admit it...Its nice...Steph was excited to go, cuz her dad (again, who is the one who spoils that girl???) got her a cell phone finally.  She's 16 and has a life, and wants to pay for it, so he decided to give it a try.  We shall see.  But about an hour after she got to school she was already texting me...Matt had gotten in a car accident on Monday nite...noone called her...she found out from their Chorus teacher...she was quite upset....when she got home and could finally get someone to answer at his house, she was happy...He wasn't at fault, thank god...he was fine...basically...concussion, whiplash, bruised kidney and body...but otherwise okay.  He talked to my hubby, to reassure him that he wasn't at fault...god...too funny...he's so polite, even in pain...and I think that went over well with him, too.  But, he's out of school til Friday...poor kid...and he just got the car 6 weeks ago...Luckily he had uninsured motorist on his insurance, cuz the kid that hit him had no insurance...go figure...ahhh well....what ya gonna do??&lt;br /&gt;So...that about covers it on my end...and hey Sean...you need to stop threatening us...either blog or don't....but don't you complain when it takes us a couple of days to update...ya pain in the ass!!!!  LMAO!!!  You know we love ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day and talk to ya soon&lt;br /&gt;Love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)Just me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Today, I pick up the paper and go to my first section, the funnies..LOL...yeah, I never claimed to be an intellect, people...But the front page of the section had these words in big bold print, "Hold me closer, Tony Danza"..and then around it, a bunch of other f* up  things like "But the chair is not my son"  "Midnight after you're wasted" "I won't be your pizza burger" and "Be poised and quiet be poised and quiet"....okay...so..yeah...I look at my cup of coffee and I'm like "WHAT THE HELL????"what did those guys do to my coffee???...so needless to say, I had to read this thing...It was fricken hysterical...&lt;br /&gt;The Times pop music critic, Sean Daly had written the article...if I knew how to post a stupid link, I would do it, but Hello...its me, here...and Stephs at school, so Im kinda SOL..but I will give you a quick synopsis of the story&lt;br /&gt;In a nut shell, its about how people butcher songs when they sing them.  His song that he had been singing wrong all these years was Bon Jovi's "Living on a prayer"...he had been singing the first line of Tommy used to work on the docks as..get this..."Tell me is the world gonna die!!"....I really had to laugh, cuz I have done that soooo many times....not to that song actually, but others...so as I continued to read, it was basically more of people's versions of what they thought the song was....and it was just soo funny...and it actually has a technical name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"According to author Gavin Edwards, who wrote the 1995 book  "Scuse me While I kiss This Guy: And Other Misheard Lyrics...the technical term is Mondegreen.  It was coined more than 50 years ago by an Atlantic writer, Sylvia Wright."  Anyways...I'm not gonna copy the whole story, cuz I just don't want to type the whole thing..but it was hysterical...The answers, btw, to those phrases I started out with..do you know them??? Take a guess...I think I only knew two of them, but if you think, really hard, its kinda obvious....&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess the whole point of this was, Do you know a song that YOU do that too?? I have so many that are too embarassing to mention; that, and I really can't think of one right now, cuz the only thing going thru my head is that Tell me is the world gonna die tune....I can't get it out of my head....lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the answers are:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Hold me closer, tiny dancer...Tiny Dancer, Elton John&lt;br /&gt;2.  But the kid is not my son....Billy Jean, Micheal Jackson&lt;br /&gt;3.  Midnight at the oasis...Maria Muldaur&lt;br /&gt;4.  I'll never be your Beast Of Burden...The Stones&lt;br /&gt;5.  BIg Boys Don't Cry...I'm Not in Love, 10cc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few more, but you get the gist of what I'm saying...toooo funny...If I could get Bon Jovi out of my mind, I would tell ya some of mine..And I will when I can...lol...&lt;br /&gt;anyways...I just had to share my morning laugh...the critic has a blogspot which he says he posted this very question on, but I didn't find it...I didn't really look long, tho...its&lt;br /&gt;www.sptimes.com/blogs/popmusic&lt;br /&gt;I did actually check out some of it, and found it hysterical....Anyways...that's all from me for now...I gotta get some stuff done around this house...I will talk to ya all later..&lt;br /&gt;and have a great day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)Just me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I have to say that this year is already starting to move really quickly.  I know I go on about that, but it just amazes me how fast time goes by.  Ah well....nothing to do but just hold on and enjoy the ride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do too much this weekend.  I have really gotten my ass kicked by this damn flu, I know that much.  I did a little shopping on Saturday.  Which, as we all know, I hate to do.  But I don't mind so much when I am buying stuff with money that is extra.  I got my income tax money on Friday, so I went online and paid all my bills up until April.  Thinking that will give me a little time to get on a budget now that he's getting paid every two weeks.  And at least not being behind on the bills alone, helps with my peace of mind.  But I spent more than I probably should have, but I said, Ya know what?? Tough shit.  There were small stupid things we needed to have around the house, little odds and ends that I don't usually buy on a monthly basis, so I got that kinda stuff. And it totally adds up, thats for damn sure.  LOL.  But its okay...got the tags renewed on the vehicles, and got Stephs car fixed.  Next step, the LICENSE.  But, at least it runs and is in good safe driving condition again, for her when she does get it.  She got to drive home from work last nite.  Her dad picked her up.   He told me he wasn't gonna let her drive.  God, she has him wrapped... She comes in the door alll excited..."Daddy let me drive"...god, give me strength...but it is so sweet.  Really.  And I had to get Elizabeth all new clothes again. I wish I knew what she does with all the stuff I buy her.   This is like the tenth pack of socks I've bought for her, and it is really gettin on my nerves.  I told her when these ones are gone, she can go with out socks.  Gross, I know, but really....enough is enough.  I still gotta get shirts for Douglas and Stephanie...but I will do that another day.  Plus I have Doug's birthday on the 24th of this month, so I have to do birthday shopping.  It really is never ending.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;Then on Saturday, I also had the boys' soccer game.  Tho, the Bear has quit.  He just really wasn't a soccer type kid..but it is okay...he likes watchin Joshie play, and hangin out with us....but Josh's team lost by one point this time...it was 5-4..they are getting really good..they tied the last game, and won the three before that one.  Its good that they are doing well...lol...next Saturday is the last game for the season.  But its been fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sunday...I didn't do anything...I slept in...all the kids were home this weekend too, as they've been sick, too.  I didn't want them going to my mom in laws with the germies, cuz my grandma lives there too...she got the flu last September, and she almost didn't make it...She's almost 80, which I don't think is too old but to her ole body, I guess it is.  And none of us are ready to let her go yet, so we try to keep the  germs to a minimum...lol...She just says she's too mean to go anywhere yet...She's so not mean tho...She is a trip and a half, and loves spending time with the great grandkids....I love it...as do all the kids, too...Precious time...its a blessing and a curse all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is all from this peanut gallery I call my life...its all good...theres nothing new to report in the news, other than what they all are calling the Blizzard of '06.  Our local news even went so far as to say that MY area could have snow Tuesday morning...Course, I will want to see that...the last time I remember it snowing here was 89.  But, its cool, anyways.  Oh, in other news, Vice President Dick Chaney shot his huntin buddy...go figure...in sports news...IS there any sports going on right now??? Nope...not that I know of...oh, other than the Olympics, duh. LOL...Blonde moment...and I have no clue as to what is happening on that end, other than Michelle Kwan had to bow out, due to an injury.  &lt;br /&gt;Hows that for news???...LOL...have a great day everyone...I know I'm gonna try...and hope it snows tomorrow.....(Tho, god forbid, these idiots around here who think they can drive...watch out for pissy post if that DOES happen....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;:)Just me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17679277-113940941503271733?l=homecraphome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/feeds/113940941503271733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17679277&amp;postID=113940941503271733&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/113940941503271733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/113940941503271733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-new-day.html' title='Its a new day'/><author><name>Kirsten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13959816920406031069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/875/wolf13gf9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17679277.post-113932379526927224</id><published>2006-02-07T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T09:49:55.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY???</title><content type='html'>Today...I am just sad.  I started off on this blogging thing, not expecting much.  What was there to expect??? It is a fricken diary, for god's sake.  Yes, people read them....but its not what your expecting when you start off, right? I mean, maybe I'm just stupid, but I truly didn't expect much of anything...just a place to ramble...stupid thoughts...things I think of off the top of my head and quick start typing away.  I don't ever plan what I'm going to write...things just come to me when I sit here....and I type.  &lt;br /&gt;The benefit of all this, was that it was JUST MINE.  Not something I shared with my husband or my mom or my sis...or anyone.  I let my daughter in, only because she is smart when it comes to computers.  I have no idea about programs or html or how to do this or that.  I just wanted something that was just mine.  Maybe selfish, but I don't think so.  I give every last part of myself to my family.  If anybody needs me...I'm there.  No matter what, no questions asked. I will just do it.  So, I don't think there's anything wrong with me having a blog.  Big deal.  And it hasn't been.  They (as in my family) now all know that I have this blog. Not one of them has ever come here, not because I've asked them not too, but because they know me, and love me, and they know that this is just a me thing.  I don't bash any one of my family members here....nor would I ever.  I love them all with all my heart, so I have no reason to bash...well....except for my bro's girlfriend Patty...but then again, I don't even know if she can read...hehehhe...sorry...had to add that&lt;br /&gt;But I digress.  Back to why I asked WHY?&lt;br /&gt;I never thought about actually meeting people thru this thing.  I mean, why would I?  I didn't set out to meet anyone....and I sure didn't even know about this comment stuff...&lt;br /&gt;But...It DID happen.  I did meet people. From all over the world.  And I am pretty easy to get along with...so, its not difficult to talk to people.  But as in starting to care about people....well....I just didn't know it could happen.  And it did. I know we all joke about how I don't have a life, and that I am always complaining when no one updates.  But the truth is, that I actually DO care.  About everyone I talk with on a  regular basis.  There are some people that I think are fun, and we joke back and forth...but there are people that I have truly come to care about...in real life.  &lt;br /&gt;I find myself wondering, when I haven't heard from Diayah in awhile....is she sick? is she resting?? Sean...well...that is a whole nother thing...lol...I have worried about him since the day we first met...and I sat reading his entire blog...in tears...red....she's the one that always without fail...makes me laugh..you all do, for that matter...but red...well...she's just one of a kind...bri...I picture her as a really tough cookie...but has a really exciting life, even if she doesn't think so....and they are MY chuckleheads...and I check their blogs faithfully...daily..&lt;br /&gt;And then theres mike...who what can I say??? I read his whole blog too...from beginning to now...and connected with him...always some funny quote, or picture, or some smart ass remark about how computer unsavvy I am...And Chuck...the dad...with his insight...such a smart man....&lt;br /&gt;But there is also Gaelin.  She was the second person I ever started talking to...thru the Blog...she was someone sooo different from me...a really nice girl..different everything from me...would we ever connected in real life? Probably not, which is why this whole thing amazes me...&lt;br /&gt;So...just like in my real life...blog life becomes a parallel....I have never had true friends in my life...Every true friend I ever had, something has always gone wrong...Either I have moved away, they have moved away, or they just are gone.  And yes, I know thats life.  BUT...it makes it hard to make a true friend when you always expect them to go away.  &lt;br /&gt;So, first Sean started the I am Not Going To Blog anymore.  That's fine.  You still come around, with your smart ass mouth...lol...and your kind words, and just plain ole Sean self.  And I am grateful for that.  Then Gaelin decided SHE'S not going to blog anymore.  At all...she can't face hitting the delete entire blog yet, but I'm sure she will....she's the type that when she decides to do something, that is it.  I hope not.  I hope she changes her mind...but???&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I just want to know why??? What makes you stop writing??? I have read the explanations...and yes, Im no college graduate, I understand the explanations..but it doesn't really answer what MADE you stop writing??? Did you feel like no one cared??? cared tooo much?? Was I not asking you the right questions?? too many questions??? Was I too nosy?? I feel like I have lost two great people...people who's lives I cared about alot....&lt;br /&gt;And, like I said....I know Sean, that you still come around...commenting...but its not the same...I miss hearing about YOUR life...I cared about YOUR life...Just like I care about diayah, red, bri....mike...chuck...anthony..and juju...I miss hearing aabout the cats...and how you felt when she called...or didn't call...when you moved...I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am just an idiot.  Maybe thats why I choose not to get too close to people.  I care too much, then they are just gone.  I choose NOT to stop blogging...even tho I have nothing earth shattering to say...or witty...I write this for me, and yes, it is sooo nice having people care what I say...but if noone ever read this, I would still write....&lt;br /&gt;SO...yes....I am on a roll...anyways...if anyone else decides to just pull the plug on their blogs...could ya maybe rethink that thought??? OR at least understand why I get upset when you go...cuz believe it or not...people care about you...we are real people out here....with real feelings...and if that is something you don't want to deal with...maybe let me know ahead of time...cuz this old heart of mine is tired of getting broke...K????....&lt;br /&gt;and that is enough crap from me for one day...like I said...this is a place for my thoughts...so there they are....take me as I am...love me...or tell me to hit the road.....lol...&lt;br /&gt;And on that note...Im gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17679277-113932379526927224?l=homecraphome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/feeds/113932379526927224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17679277&amp;postID=113932379526927224&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/113932379526927224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/113932379526927224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/2006/02/why.html' title='WHY???'/><author><name>Kirsten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13959816920406031069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/875/wolf13gf9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17679277.post-113889363570779187</id><published>2006-02-02T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T10:20:35.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So...today is Groundhog Day....HAPPY G HOG DAY everyone...lol...I had to watch this morning, as my little one wanted him NOT to see his shadow...she hates winter, and still thinks that for some odd reason this stupid rodent actually predicts whether or not winter will be longer...god, to be that young again, ya know? BUT, needless to say, he DID see his shadow, and therefore, we WILL have another 6 weeks of winter.  SOOOO, CHUCK, this little weather report is for you...IT &lt;strong&gt;WILL&lt;/strong&gt; be cold for a little bit longer, K???&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, not too much is going on in my world.  I am slowly catching up on all my bills.  How's that for progress?...lol...I have already filed my taxes, as I still have three wonderful little deductions...oops, I mean kids, to buy new clothes for.  My oldest, Stephanie, started working yesterday.  She got a job at McDonalds.  Which actually was a pretty funny story.....Her and her cousin Chris drive to school together...well chris's dad said if he didn't have a job by the end of the month, he would lose his car.  So, they heard that Mickey D's was hiring, and he took steph w/him to fill out the app.  I told her she should fill one out, too, tho she was like,"ewwww, I ain't workin at no McDonalds" (didn't really say it like that, just wanted to add a little teenage attitude, sorry....lol) I say, "what are you? a fricken SNOB??? you too good to work fast food? " (DID really say it like that,...its my attitude, so there...heheheheh) and she just rolled her eyes at me...sigh...god, she's just so precious...well, long story short, she did fill out the app, and she got a job, and poor Chris did NOT.  So, now, I not only have to again drive her to her bus stop, I now have to drive her to and from work....I think this job of hers is really gonna kill me in gas....lol....Tho, if she gets rid of her last F, she will be able to get her license....Lord knows, her DADDY bought her a car last Christmas...a 93 Thunderbird...(and he says I spoil her....geeezzzzz)&lt;br /&gt;Her driving scares the shit out of me, I have to say...In her defense, she is a good driver, as teenagers go, but she's my KID for gods sake. It truly is the weirdest thing, when you see your child get behind the wheel of a car.  I mean, the thing is a WEAPON!!!  I know, Im a little over dramatic, but I can't help it...It's like, just last year, she was a baby...ya know? Now she has a car, a job, a life....wow...I can't take it....sob sob sob...&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I need  to cut the apron strings.  But I wish someone could tell me how...cuz It hurts....But I DO trust her, I truly do.  And I do try to keep that in mind....but enough...or I really will start blubbering...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYways....other than that, things around my life are just truckin along...all the kids are trying real hard in school...my son was accepted into the Culinary Program at the local tech High school...I couldn't believe it...they only had twenty openings for incoming freshmen, and 80 students applied.  He is so excited.  The only bad thing was that his best friend didn't.  At least, not yet.  They still have to do the lottery drawing.  I guess it was 10 students they took from Portfolio's and 10 students from lottery.  With any luck, he will get in on that.  They have plans to go to the tech...then move to new york and go to Culinary School, which I'm assuming they mean the CIA...(Culinary Institute of America) and open up a Bistro...too funny, huh? It's nice tho, that he has a plan, at least....It's all good. He's been cooking dinner, too.....HOW in the WORLD did these kids get so grown up??? But, at least I still got Lib...lol..she's a trip herself....but she is trying to bring up  her grades too...and she's still young enough to NOT know what she wants to be when she grows up....at least this year, anyways....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that about sums it all up. Things are looking pretty good...which is a far cry from this time last month.  I am healthy and happy...as are my hubby and kids, so who the hell am I to complain about anything?...lol...Not alot to say about news lately....None of it is good.....Florida panthers are running out of territory, and they are going to move them out of state....FL panthers....live in GEORGIA or ARKANSAS....tho arkansas said absolutely not...one person went so far as to say that if they are going extinct, let them, its God's Will....PLEASE!!!!! Mines have been shut down because of safety issues....duhhhhhh....that was a no-brainer...and from what I gather over at Reds Blog, Super Bowl is this SUNDAY!!!! GOD save me from another stupid Bowl thingy....lol...tho I WILL watch it....(was that gasps of shock I hear???? hehheheheheh) cuz I LOVE THOSE COMMERCIALS!!!!!! and hey, not for nothing but any SURVIVOR FANS (RED) it starts TONITE at 8 p.m.  You all know where I will be at that time...hehehehhe&lt;br /&gt;and GO SEATURTLES!!!  OOPS...I did it again, red....I mean....GO SEAHAWKS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day everyone....and keep smilin....sean, I think you need to give bri a kick in the ass....she seems to need one....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya's!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)Just me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I didn't mind the phone itself, cuz no one every calls me anyways, but no COMPUTER?? Good grief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its okay.  I didn't suffer totally.  I still had cable, and god forbid, MY COFFEE!! That will always be a given.  Right now, its  8:30 pm, and I'm sittin at this puter, drinkin my DD cup, and trying to get caught up with all of your blogs.  I don't like that some of you didn't update as often as you should've.  LOL...even I found a way to check in...so what's up with that?? Yeah, I know....you guys have a life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I'm gonna to...besides what I do now..hehehehhe...I did go looking for a job, but they are few and far between....especially as I can only work certain hours, and I do alot of volunteering... I am at my son's school at least once a week, and so I decided to try to get a job within the school system...the hours are what I need, and yes I know its not alot of money, but for me...well, its like a gold mine, as I don't get paid for what I do now...so why not? I have to take a test and that will be the beginning of March, when they give it again.  Then I will be a Paraprofessional.  I could be a lunch lady, or a nurse in the clinic (now THAT'S scary...)or a teachers aide.  I am going to try for my daughters elementary school, and then when she is done, which will be next year, move over to my nephews school.  His school is the only one in my county that takes severely handicapped children, so I would love to work in his class.  Then, maybe by that time, I can go back to school part time, and be a real teacher.  I hope I'm not too old to start school...but then again..so what if I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my plan.  Lets just see how that pans out, tho...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do with my time away from the puter? Not really much of anything...I had two field trips with my youngest's class....Libby, that is...They had the Brooksville Raid, which is a civil war reenactment that is done every year, very very cool, let  me just say.  Then her class again went to Brooksville to the Heritage Museum,  just an old house with old stuff, but again, very interesting.  I had a good time, and the kids were great.  They behaved very well, and didn't break anything. So I was proud to be with them.  &lt;br /&gt;Then, I read two books.  They were good.  Um, they are part of a Trilogy...which pisses me off, because again, I'm reading books that I have to wait for the next book to be written before I can read it.  They were Inkheart and Inkspell.  The gist of the books is that a father and daughter can read things out of a book, or read themselves into a book...It was really cool, and made me want to ask anyone out there...if you could read yourself into &lt;strong&gt;ANY &lt;/strong&gt;book, what would it be??&lt;br /&gt;For me, I still haven't decided.  I would definately go back in time, to like the days of Dragons, and Knights...that kinda stuff really fascinates me.  My son thought I would go to Harry Potter world, but nope.  I would definately go back in time.  Any thoughts????? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thats my life...in a nut shell...and Sean...I HOPE YOUR OUT THERE SOMEWHERE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget, think about that book thingy...and let me know...WHERE WOULD YOU GO??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to ya soon, and thanks for all the support from you guys....It made me feel really great...I love ya!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)Just me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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But, he really is in a better place, and no longer in pain.&lt;br /&gt;Me, on the other hand...I can't sleep at someone else's house...I just can't do it..lol...weird I know...but that's the way it is...SO..I played scrabble in yahoo games...I talked to people all over the world..so it was kinda cool...And I spent the midnight hour with a mom in Iowa of all places...she was an hour behind me, so she was with me, then we played until hers...she was cool...Definately the strangest new years eve I've ever had...&lt;br /&gt;And,  not for nothing, TV isn't all its cracked up to be in the middle of the night...There's not alot to choose from at 2 am...lol..I watched the cooking channel, of course...Iron Chef America rocks...tho its not the same as the original, voiced over Japanese Iron Chef....I love it...lol..and if I never see a diet pill commercial ever again, it will be too soon...Seriously...that was the only commercial...ever...one after the other.  Yeah, I need a diet..and I have used all those pills, believe me.  They don't work...But my lord, I have to say, those commercials make you want to believe...lmao...&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, nothing is new...The Bucs have made it to the playoffs, I think...lol...like I said, not into sports, but they said something on the news about them winning the game, and the south something or other...SO..GO BUCS...lol...In other news, I haven't actually watched it...lol...I haven't been in the mood for news lately, and for me, that's odd...but truly I only like it when there is BREAKING NEWS NOW....hehehhehe....I'm so nosy...but what can I say.&lt;br /&gt;Football is on today...so, no soaps..and I hate that...I WANT MY SOAPS...altho, they were on at 3 am....that made me happy, so I could catch up on what I had missed...lol...I am such a waste, no?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is about all on my end...I don't know, but it seems like alot of you people that read or comment, seem to have a life...No one has really updated...no one has really commented...and I have to say, I don't like it...lol.. I am bored, and you all know that I live for YOUR story's....So, get back in the groove you guys, and please...start updating...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all are doing wonderful..I hope you all had a safe and eventful New Years Eve...I will be glad when things get back to normal...Talk to ya all later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Just me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Those two kids, I swear...they don't get along, but for some odd reason, they don't know what to do with out each other...I can see them when they are teenagers, and on....They are gonna be the best of friends, and I love to see it all play out...I know I bitch, but I am a mom....that's what I do best...(besides drink COFFEE...heheheh) but watching the two of them grow from the time the trips were new born, is an extreme emotional high for me...It amazes me...&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much family on my side...I have a mom and sister who live together in Indiana and I am not close to them...especially my mother...there is alot of bad feelings there, and I have really tried to be forgiving and yada yada..but I truly don't LIKE her...as a person, a mother, or the wife she was to my dad...My sis..well we were close growing up...but she got married and pregnant with my first neice...then moved out of state...after I had given that little girl my whole heart...she was ripped from me, and I didn't get it...I was only 16...her husband was a born in Kentucky white trash redneck..and I mean that bad..lol...then they had another daughter, who I don't even know...then my sis decides she's a lesbian, leaves while her husband and kids are on a vacation....and just is gone...How do you get past that???? She left her kids...they were 8 and 10 at the time...do you think they can get over something like that???  Well..I can't...and I have tried..we talk...but its different...&lt;br /&gt;I have two older sisters from when my dad was married before my mom...and one of them is the one I am the closest too...Susie Q I call her...She lives in upstate New York, and we talk often...I also had a brother who passed away 5 years ago, because he decided to drink his life away...What a waste...he was my hero growing up...I was just a little girl..and he was this older brother...and he was cool....rock music, long hair...even drugs...but I just thought he was wonderful...but we never talked again after my mom decided one day to move to florida...out of the blue...I was 13...and I never talked to my brother again....&lt;br /&gt;I guess the whole point is...I love watching my kids grow up with so much family around...Loving family, that is....All our kids are around the same age...Stephanie's best friend is her cousin Christopher, who is one month younger than her...at school, they hang out together and eat lunch together with Chris's one brother Cory...so you see my meaning...they are together every day...And chris and cory's brother Casey and my son Douglas are the best of friends, tho they don't go to the same school...they hang on weekends at their grandmas....The odd ones out are the two who are with my ex sis in law....Danielle and Jake...because their mom and dad decided not to be a part of the family while they were young...welll..we try..but it's not the same..Jake and Elizabeth are two weeks apart in age...and I drive Jake to school everyday...He and Lib are in the same class at school....and they are starting to have a decent relationship....and I try to talk to Danielle at least once a week..on the nextel's...lol...she's 11 going on 12 this June...But its a work in progress...and I think its coming along..Then there's the trips...lol...Josh hero worships my son Doug...anywhere Doug is...Josh will be attached to his hip...My son, I have to say...I'm proud of him...he is so patient with those boys...he plays video games with them...watches sponge bob with them..and he hates sponge bob...and Jacob...well what can I say?? Sometimes I watch Doug with that little guy and it brings tears to my eyes...I don't think I have ever said that Jacob also has a feeding tube....My son will feed that little guy, take out all the stuff to tube feed him, and he just DOES it....I don't know if at 13 I could've done that...and for him, its no big deal..I guess when you don't have any choice you just do, without thought...but it tugs at this momma's heart everytime...I think having Jacob has really taught my kids alot more than I ever could...He has taught them patience, unconditional love....the awfulness of kids and adults alike being ignorant about a handicapped child...I don't know...I am amazed at this family...and I am so blessed that I am apart of it all....&lt;br /&gt;I know I have kinda rambled...it happens first thing in the morning for me...sitting here, thinking about my day...drinking my coffee...lol...(that one's for you D) and just basically thanking God that this is  my life...that I married into a wonderful but disfunctional family....lol....&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of my thoughts...Hmmmm...well Chuck...this is for you....The weather here right now is 50 degrees..foggy...but the sun will shine later with a High of 70 degrees...Sports...hmmmm NOT...lol...news...well...this is a boring place, so no breaking news at this point...lol...and DIAYAH!!!  I shot Juan Valdez....he just stood there with that damn donkey..and wouldn't MAKE the damn coffee...ergo...DUNKIN DONUTS RULES!!! teach him to not make my damn coffee...hehehehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a great day...I am off to spend the morning with my Jacob...and, that, my friends...is another look into my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17679277-113578206238484997?l=homecraphome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/feeds/113578206238484997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17679277&amp;postID=113578206238484997&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/113578206238484997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/113578206238484997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/2005/12/tv-taglol.html' title='TV Tag...lol'/><author><name>Kirsten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13959816920406031069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/875/wolf13gf9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17679277.post-113570021681437461</id><published>2005-12-27T10:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T11:16:56.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay...it's finally over...</title><content type='html'>Well...let me just say THANK YOU GOD!!!  I made it thru it....and it is now finally over...hehehhehe...I made it!!! I really don't know how, but I did it...The kids were happy with what they got...and this was actually the first year they woke US up, instead of the other way around...they woke us at 5:30 a.m...oh god...and dunkin donuts was NOT open, of course, but smart cookie that I am, I had bought a box of Joe, on the night before, to get us thru...So, I got up, heated up my DD coffee, and the kids went to town...like I said, they did not get much, but they were very happy with what they DID get...so...on to my sis in laws...didn't get any presents for any of my nieces and nephews...felt like shit about that, let me just tell you, but with all those kids and presents flying, no one even noticed...hehehhehe...so, I lucked out on that one...my one nephew...bear...he was the counter this year....he counted how many he had versus how many everyone else got, and had a little meltdown when he thought the others got more than he did...but they really didn't, they were just slower at opening than he was...little shit...but he's only six, what ya gonna do?? Made it thru dinner and then packed up and went home....thank you, thank you...hehhehehe....did I say how happy I am that its finally over??...then we are driving home and smart ass Husband of mine says.."gee babe....only 365 days til next christmas..."...I truly could have kicked him in the head..but thought that would be alittle dangerous, as we were driving...lol.....&lt;br /&gt;Any how...so now what...lol...I really will be glad when the kids go back to school..then I know that this holiday truly is over...I know, I'm never happy..but let me just say, that I want it to be totally over...hehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm going to talk about someone...and its not someone I like at all...lol..my brother in law's girlfriend...PATTY...and yes...I say her name like its a curse word...I know that Hate is a strong word...and all that..you shouldn't say anything if you can't say something nice..yada yada...screw that...this is MY blog, and she nor anyone else for that matter, doesn't even know I have this blog...so I can say what I want...and besides, she knows I don't like her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..My brother in law was married for 13 years to a very good friend of mine. I never thought that they should get married because he is a cheater...And my thought is, once a cheater, always a cheater...But he supposedly loved her, and she truly loved him...plus, she was pregnant, and felt that it was what should be done...Its a long story, their marriage, and our relationship as a family...But, needless to say, things happened and he and she decided not to be a part of this family anymore...Never spoke to his family for anything, birth, deaths, anything...then one day...they decide that they want to be a part of the family again...welll...its been hard...feelings were hurt, and his mother and brother (my husband) were the most hurt by it all...but anyways, they came back....about a month after all that...He and his wife decided to build a new house and she quit her job to stay home and be with the kids...and let me say there were a lot of kids....He has 5...yes 5 children from previous relationships....and then his two w/ the wife...three of those other kids are a part of his life, the other two kids were not in his life but he paid child support...anyways..I digress...so...they move into the new house, she has stopped working and is playing mommy...so one week goes by...and his cell phone rings at 6:30 in the morning...while he is in the shower...she answers it...guess who it is??? PATTY...the other woman...yep...he was cheating with her...and Patty decided to let her know...how nice...&lt;br /&gt;So, long story, I know...but it has to be set up...lol...needless to say, after one week in the new house, wife packs her stuff and goes home to her mother, with her two kids...his boys go back to their mother...and my bro? well..he moves in w/ Patty, and plays house w/ her and her three girls...now they live together still...and she is well...let me just say I don't like her...I really did try to give her a chance...hubby says its family, and we have to support him..even if we don't agree with what he's done....so, I did try...but I truly don't like her...I don't like the way she treats my neice and nephews...I don't like the way she treats her own kids...and not for nothing, I personally don't think it will last...he cheats...thats what he does....so, why like her, or her kids, when they are all going to be gone?? And I feel so bad for her girls, cuz they love him like a real dad, as their's is dead.....so they will be the ones who get hurt the most...and I don't like him either, for doing what he always does....ahhhhhhh....what can I say..and to make it all worse, is that im still friends with my ex sis in law...and I know that doesn't help...but she was sooo devestated when all that went down...and I was there for her, and we became close again....but I can't pinpoint what it is exactly that I don't like about this girl, other than the way her and my Bro did what they did, and also, just her whole attitude...she seems very abusive to her children, tho, I have no proof of that...she belittles my ex sis in law to her own children, and tells my neice that she is fat...she is a crude and rude person...and I think that in itself is why I don't like her...but my point of all this (yes, I did have a point, ya know...lol) is that on Holidays, she tries to act like they are the best couple in the world, the best parents etc...and she really isn't...nor is he...believe me, I count him in all of this too....but I look in his face on these days...in his eyes...and he is miserable...He is not that happy dad he always used to be...even when I knew he didn't love his ex anymore, he was still happy in his eyes, when he was with his kids...now he is not...Does she not see that?? Does she not know that he is miserable with her? that he knows he ruined his life for a piece of ass??? and he says that he isn't happy..but he did it, and has to live with it...but the thing is...everyone has to live with the mistake he made...to watch his little girl, who doesn't live with him anymore..see him live with three little girls and take him over as their dad, while she gets treated like shit...and his other boys...well...I don't know...they are older, but they miss their step mom...Patty said they were getting married on Halloween..that passed...and they didn't get married....He says he will never marry her...she says he will....its truly just one big mess....&lt;br /&gt;Wow...I really wrote alot...and hopefully, I haven't bored you to death, but I had to get that out there...that I don't like this girl...that I wish this had never happened..that he didn't throw his family away...that he thinks kids are disposable, that he planted his seed all over the county...that he had to be a slut...and that of all people he had to pick her...cuz I knew someday there would be a "her"..just I guess my question is...why HER???? &lt;br /&gt;Okay...i'm done...lol....I don't think I got it all out... and I am sure there will be more to come about that woman....but for now.... I am done...lol&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a great day...I will blog again another time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Just me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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One as dark as night, who called herself Midnight, and the other as white as the snow, who called himself Snow.&lt;br /&gt;These puppies were very special  They were special because they were born on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;"Come on Snow!" said Midnight, pouncing on her brother. "You take tooo long!"&lt;br /&gt;They were heading towards the big Christmas tree in the middle of the city, hoping to find a home.&lt;br /&gt;"Midnight!", whined Snow, "I'm going as fast as my little legs can carry me!"&lt;br /&gt;Midnight ran ahead of her brother.&lt;br /&gt;"Meow", came a feeble little sound, inside a crummy old box.&lt;br /&gt;"What's that?", asked Snow, sticking his head into the box.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not a &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;, I'm a &lt;strong&gt;HER&lt;/strong&gt;!" came the voice from inside the box.&lt;br /&gt;"And I am a kitten."&lt;br /&gt;She stepped out of the box.  She was many colors. She had brown, grey, black.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Kaley.  And you are???" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Midnight, and this is my brother, Snow", replied Midnight.&lt;br /&gt;Kaley looked at them.  "Where are you two going?? Can I come with you, too?" she asked.  Her tail swished back and forth as she asked, while her whiskers twitched.&lt;br /&gt;"we are going to the big tree in the middle of the city. We want to try to get a home!"  said Snow, walking towards the tree again.&lt;br /&gt;"OH!! I want to come too," said Kaley, following the two puppies.&lt;br /&gt;They continued walking.  They came to a big road.  &lt;br /&gt;"Do we cross it?" asked Kaley.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, yeah...." said Midnight, stepping into the road.  Suddenly...a car came speeding down the road!!&lt;br /&gt;"Ohhhhhhh what was &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt;?" asked Midnight, running back to the alley where they found Kaley.&lt;br /&gt;"I think that was one of those things called a car" said Kaley.&lt;br /&gt;She looked back towards the road. &lt;br /&gt;"We have to run acrossed it", said Snow.&lt;br /&gt;"It's ACROSS it, not acrossed," said Kaley, running to the other side of the road. &lt;br /&gt;"That was easy!" she said. "Now you try!"&lt;br /&gt;Snow and Midnight crossed after her. They both agreed that it was very easy indeed.&lt;br /&gt;"Snow! Wait up!!" called the two girls as they ran to catch up with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night wore on. The three little babies trudged on together.&lt;br /&gt;"Kaley, I'm tired.  Lets rest here for a little while" said Midnight. It was snowing and it was getting dark. They couldn't see where they were, but did find a doorstep to cuddle up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!" said the little girl as she stepped out side.  She has almost stepped on the three furry shapes covered in snow.&lt;br /&gt;She picked up the three of them and carried them inside the house.&lt;br /&gt;Her mother came over to see what the little girl had.&lt;br /&gt;"Susan, that is two puppies, and a little kitten.  They have tags on them."&lt;br /&gt;"We do???" asked Midnight, looking at the other two. "You guys!! WE have TAGS on us! I wonder what they say?"&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, the black puppy sure is noisy," giggled susan.  "What do the tags say?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Mandy, do we have any more batteries?" asked a man in a bathrobe. &lt;br /&gt;"Rick, Look...PUPPIES!! and a little Kitten!", said Mandy, Susan's mom.&lt;br /&gt;Rick picked up Midnight and read the tag.  It says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the Smiths...Please take care of Midnight, Love Santa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick read the rest of the tags.  "The white puppy is called Snow, and the kitten is Kaley...like calico for calico cat.  Cute..." he said.&lt;br /&gt;"I guess you got what you wished for Sue", said her mom.&lt;br /&gt;Midnight pounced on Snow and Kaley. "You hear that??? WE HAVE A HOME!!! We have a home!"&lt;br /&gt;Snow yawned.  "I'm cold", he whined.&lt;br /&gt;"OH Snow, " said Kaley and Midnight together, laughing.&lt;br /&gt;"Can we keep them?" asked Susan.&lt;br /&gt;"Of course," said Mandy and Rick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Merry Christmas," Susan whispered into their fur...."Merry Christmas!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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This is the time of year that I kick myself in the ass for not having a job, or at least trying to start shopping earlier in the year...My husband gets a very nice bonus..they have a savings plan they do that he contributes 75 a month, and then the boss matches it at Christmas..so he had a 1500 dollar bonus...but since we were so broke, I had to pay bills with it...oh GOD it sucks...I feel like I didn't get shit for my kids..and the stupid thing is that they will be happy with what ever they get...As a matter of fact, Steph actually shopped with me, so there will be no surprises for her, but she had alot of fun shopping with me, and it was nice to have her with me...but she still doesn't know about the Hot Topics gift...she knows she got something from there, just doesn't know what it is...lol..she actually wrapped all her gifts when we got home...Sometimes I don't know how I got so lucky with my kids...they are not at all materialistic...and they know that we are poor...its just how it is for us...but they are so good about it...they don't get disappointed with what they get, and are actually surprised they get as much as they do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to sound down and I am not looking for pity..lol...This is the life I chose, knowing that times would be hard...no education, stay at home mom..but the plus side of it all is we all love each other very much...I just tend to feel sorry for myself at this time of year...We don't use credit cards, so the good thing is that everything is paid for, and when its over, it's over...I don't know...I must sound pretty pathetic...I'm sorry for that...I do know that we are blessed with three healthy kids, and I look at my sis in law, with my little Jacob, and sometimes, its so hard for her...and all of us that love him...but its something that she struggles with on a daily basis...Cerebral palsy is a bitch...it really is..then I see his sweet little face and I'm just so thankful that he is here, handicapped or not...other times I see him...watching his brothers playing and running, as he sits in his wheelchair, and it just breaks my heart...Why him?? Then I try to remember that he is our little angel....I really think our lives are so much better because of him...with him...he keeps us grounded...and he shows love so unconditionally...and I think...Thank you God...thank you for giving us Jacob, just the way he is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a downer, huh??? Still...I don't think as bad as some of diayahs...lol...I don't know...I think come Monday, I will be a much happier girl...I will be so thankful to be past Christmas...and hoping to God,  that I do NOT bounce a check...cuz if that doesn't happen, that will be MY Christmas miracle...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...have a great day...I will be reading the story from Sean..which was beautiful by the way, mr man.....I also wanted to say that at this time, I am thankful to you Sean, Red, Bri, Diayah...my Chucklehead friends...and of course, Gaelin and anyone else who reads my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful Chuckleheads....you have no idea how much you make my day....to know that there are people who consistently try to make me laugh....its such a blessing..I know I've said that I don't have many friends...My life is pretty much my family, and I don't seem to make time for true friends...but at this time of year, I think its nice to know that I can call you guys my friend....I love to hear about your lives, and I love to be a PART of your lives, even if its only thru a keyboard, computer screen and a messenger....I am truly happy to have you guys...and I just want to thank you....So, my new blogger buddies...thank you...and I hope you have the Merriest Christmas you can possibly have....I will think of you Christmas morning....and hope you all have a wonderful time...With any luck...I will talk to you guys soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Heheheheheheheh.....if you have this page in your favorites, redo it there, also....cuz, I didn't...and when I went to the page, it was the same ole crap....anyways...tomorrow...my brilliant daughter will be adding pics...yeah...(I have to say brilliant....she's watching me type...lol)&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Just me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...my soccer coaching career lasted a total of twenty minutes....the game was rained out...so I guess that's kinda good...they didn't lose...:) Bear was very happy, cuz he was cold, and didn't want to play...again...lol...he is a trip...joshie asked my why I was there....I was like...gee josh...I love you too..and I said, aren't I always here??? I go to all your games, don't I?  He's like...oh yeah...god...gotta love the little brat...heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had three large cups of coffee yesterday morning...but first let me say in my defense that jacob tossed my second cup on the field...and rather enjoyed doing it, too may I add...He's a little shit, too...lol...don't let the wheelchair fool ya...he's a pistol...we did not bring his dog Hope to the field with us the time...the field nazi's obviously can't tell the kid is in a wheelchair and she's his service dog....her banner/vest hasn't come in the mail yet...and they need "proof" that Jacob is handicapped....hmmm...wheelchair....6 years old...can't walk, or talk for that matter...but you need PROOF??? assholes....anyways....that kinda pissed me off....but thats okay...I get pissed off alot with people that are stupid...as we all know...heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhow...Libby's going on her birthday trip to Disney today....she's so excited...they are doing the Disney's Very Merry Christmas Party tonite...it starts at 7 P.M. and goes til midnite....then she will have all day at the park tomorrow...kinda sucks that its her first time going and I won't get to see her, but thats okay..she'll have a good time with her grandma and aunt, and the boys....so I am happy for her...I mean, technically...she was with me when I took the other two for the first time....I was seven months pregnant....took my daughter for her sixth birthday...in July....let me just say that I DIDN'T have fun...not a great place to be in 100 degree weather and fatter than a cow....but when steph saw mickie mouse for the first time, she made me cry...it was soooo sweet....and my son was only three at the time and was afraid of all the characters...it was rather funny...hehehhehe...I know...im evil, right?....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....on to my ODE TO SEAN PATRICK MOORE...or PMS as diayah likes to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sean....Where for art tho????? Your an enigma....a ghost of a man...with women following your every word....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...enough....lol...my body doesn't have enough caffeine in it to totally do justice to Sean and what needs to be said...besides...his head is swelling because of us....wow...I just thought about what I just wrote....that was kinda bad, huh???? *blush blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....I guess I better go....I really want another cup of coffee...I really do...but I think that the girl who works the drive thru at Dunkin Donuts is starting to worry about me and my caffeine consumption....I will give it a rest for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note...the girl at the drive thru is the same age as my oldest daughter, and goes to the same high school too...they are friends...my daughter said that she (the drive thru girl) is bisexual....what's up with that??? seems like all the kids at her school are either, 1, Gay, 2, Bi,...3 just came out of the closet, or 4 going to come out of the closet.....I just don't understand....how can these kids know WHAT they are....I think maybe I'm just old, no??? 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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17679277-113414223759780936?l=homecraphome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/feeds/113414223759780936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17679277&amp;postID=113414223759780936&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/113414223759780936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/113414223759780936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-just-another-day-here.html' title='Its just another day here....'/><author><name>Kirsten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13959816920406031069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/875/wolf13gf9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17679277.post-113405320038264753</id><published>2005-12-08T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T09:46:40.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my world</title><content type='html'>So, I'm driving my kids to school this morning...trying to think of something deep and meaningful to write about...guess what I came up with??? Nada!!&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it goes without saying, that I was again behind that phantom tiny person driving an old beat up cadillac...WHY!!! I know I have bitched about this before, but seriously..I cant take it....&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain how my morning goes...The alarm clock goes off at 6.  I get out of bed at 6:15....This morning, its raining...again...but I don't really mind...get in the truck and go to dunkin donuts for my morning cup of coffee...Let me add that no, I do NOT make my own coffee...I've tried..can't do it...so anyway....I now have coffee after sittin in line at DD for 20 mins...but its oh so worth it...now get back home...gotta get the kids up for school....oldest needs to shower...will she get up?? hell no...not until I threaten bodily harm...In the meantime, my youngest Libby is of course awake...she starts with me right away...as she does every fricken morning of my life....I tell her don't mess with me, Im still drinking my coffee...she doesn't listen.. then its time to wake up the boy child...He is by far the easiest person in the world to wake up...no prob....Soooo...now the whole house is awake...The little one is roaming around out front...playing with all the stray cats in my neighborhood....yes, I know its 7 oclock in the morning, and its raining...I said I haven't finished drinking my coffee...she can play as long as she's not in my face...anyways&lt;br /&gt;The oldest one is out of the shower now....Its 20 after 7....we leave the house at 7:25...yeah, she's not ready....My son? good to go...&lt;br /&gt;Finally....7:29....Out the door....K....first stop...my son's school...he starts at 7:50 and is in the 8th grade...okay, so he's out...on to the next stop...back by my house to get oldest on the bus....Her bus comes at 7:50....k...now back home...Libby needs to get ready for school....she has to be there by 8:50....But not that simple, cuz I gotta go BACK close to my son's school to pick up one of my nephews who is in the same grade and class as Libby.....K....good to go again...Lib's ready...lets go get Jake...god forbid, I get there and he actually be ready.....and lo and behold, this morning HE'S READY!!!!!  Yeah.....So....on to the elementary school....naturally, the phantom driver appears, oh, right about now....now the kids start in....Hey...Who's driving that car???? Check that out!!! and on and on it goes until I get them to school...Luckily this morning, the cell phone didn't ring...cuz usually about the time I'm getting them to school, I pass my sis in law taking the triplets to school...and its CoCo being yelled out the window at me.,...Gotta love my boys....:)&lt;br /&gt;So finally....everyone is where they need to be....Gotta go to the grocery store now...hubby wants baked spaghetti for dinner...geezzzzzzz.......Great..so now I gotta go there....buy the crap to fix dinner....wait in line, cuz you know there is only one cashier working, and Im not the only moron in the store checking out...all at the same time....&lt;br /&gt;K...Now im home...gotta check my email....Done....check for comments on yesterdays blogs...you guys, I gotta say, really make my day....I laugh so hard at them sometimes, but I love it....I gotta say to Bigred...you frickin kill me....When I go to other blogs, all of sudden  your there...leaving some fricking comment to single men....I frickin love that!!! It's so random and out of the blue, yet there you are...travelocity.com....oh lord, I snorted my coffee on that one...I really really wish you would start writing in your blog, cuz that would be one to read, Im sure!!!!&lt;br /&gt;K....So I digress...&lt;br /&gt;Now, after getting everything ready for dinner to get started, I look at the clock...goood lordddd...It's time to start getting ready to pick all the kids up again....UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....First the boy child....then the elementary kids....then the oldest....no wonder my day goes by so fast....&lt;br /&gt;And that, my fellow bloggers....is a look into my life....&lt;br /&gt;Aint it GRAND??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day everyone....&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I think that comes with age, I don't know, but I DO know that I just don't like it...I think it's also because my kids are growing up,too...and really making me feel old...my little baby is going to be 10 on Tuesday...How does that happen???? I will no longer have any children in the single digit ages....good grief!!!! But when I think like that, it gives me a pit in my stomach....where did the time go??? I can honestly say that I feel soooo blessed to have been able to watch all three of my kids grow up....I did work when my oldest was a baby, but only for about a year...then I worked part time here and there...then when I got pregnant with my son, I stopped...I have worked alot of part time jobs here and there, and when my little one started school, I opened my own cleaning service...I only worked the hours my kids where at school, so I could always get them to school myself, and I was done with all my jobs by the time they were out of school....I had to close the business this past June...which is kind of another story all together...now I'm feeling a little stir crazy....I think that after the first of the year, I will start it back up again....thats something that is always good to do...someone somewhere always wants someone else to scrub their nasty toilets...ughhhh...that is one part of it all I DONOT miss!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We have decided to go to Tennesee over the Christmas vacation....three nights up in a cabin in the mountains of Tenness....I hope there will be snow...my kids have never seen it before...I personally grew up in Maine, so I don't really miss it all that much, but it would be nice for a couple of days...We are going with my little family, my sister in law and her hubby, with the triplets, and my mom in law...It should definalty be rowdy...lol...my mom in law bought my nephew Jacob a boxer puppy to be trained as a seizure dog for him, who is also coming with us, her name is Hope...how appropriate...her and Jacob clicked the second they met....it really was sweet...hopefully she will train well...but they say its not an easy thing...they either can do it, or not...But boxer's are supposed to be really good for that...Jacob has small seizures alot, and sometimes, he has rather severe ones..but they usually happen right before he's waking up in the morning....But, we shall see...even if she doesn't work out as a seizure dog, he has a new best friend, and that counts for a lot...&lt;br /&gt;The only bad thing about this trip is finding someone to come take care of my dogs....My two hound dogs have an acre of fenced yard to live in, and they hate being in the house, but they still have to be fed and watered..god forbid...lol...but my black lab hates it outside, so someone has to come twice a day to let her out and do her business....not for nothing, but dogs are a pain in the ass when it comes to trips...cats are much better...big bowl of food and water...a clean litter box, and they are good to go....but dogs....geez.....what was I thinkin???  Ah well...wouldn't know what to do without them....but who to get...who to get...I had my neighbor do it the last time we went away..she "accidently" left my bloodhound in the house...and she (the dog, that is) ate my couch....AHHHHHHHH!!!! She was still a puppy at the time..but my GOD!!!! I asked her (the neighbor, that is...lol) what was she thinking????? Never did get  a good answer to that one.... My other neighbor is older and handicapped, so I don't think she will be up to it....well, Im sure I will think of something...lol...&lt;br /&gt;Well....I really think I DID ramble, huh??? Like I said, I never know whats gonna come out of my fingers when I sit here....lol....I think thats enough for one day...and hey....click on my adds at the top of the page, would ya???? I made a whole 4.13 for the month of november....lol....well...it was a thought....I hope whoever reads this has a great day!!!!!  I'm gonna try!!!!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17679277-113353556282366082?l=homecraphome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/feeds/113353556282366082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17679277&amp;postID=113353556282366082&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/113353556282366082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/113353556282366082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/2005/12/nothing-new-to-talk-about.html' title='Nothing new to talk about...'/><author><name>Kirsten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13959816920406031069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/875/wolf13gf9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17679277.post-113318889399076297</id><published>2005-11-28T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T09:41:34.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile...</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I haven't written since the soccer game morning...Let me just say that it was pretty fun hanging out w/ my nephews and also my niece (their older sister) decided to come with me too...She is such a good girl..Well, not that she's a little one...she's 23..but still...lol...She's been very busy w/ school and having a life, I don't get to see her much...She has completed most of her schooling now, and is a state licensed Paramedic...yes, I am very proud...her goal is to be a flight nurse on a helicopter...Bayflite or one of those...But, the soccer game, well, my boys lost.  But they had alot of fun...My bear told me tho, that he doesn't like soccer...only his mom signed him up without asking him...He is too funny...but he said he would try to make a goal for me...awwwwwwwww....That's why I love my Bear...&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to the Harry Potter movie....Ughhhhhhhh....I HATED it...I really truly HATED it....this rant might bore some of you, altho not Bri, I'm sure...she's a harry potter fan, too....but anyways...The fourth book was my very favorite book of them all....I had real high hopes for this movie....And I really went into it, knowing that they have to change things....They always do...but my GOD....I have read this one book at least 7 times....(see, I told you I have no life...lol)&lt;br /&gt;But seriously...I was kinda lost in this movie....I won't bore you too much, but let me just say that Dumbledore would NEVER throw Harry into a wall...or scream in his face....as for the rest of the teachers...geeezzzzzz....How violent they portrayed them...I had to laugh tho, when Snape kept slappin Harry and Ron, but even still...that just wasn't right...But let me just say this....mark my words...when the next movie comes out....Order of the Phoenix....I will NOT be going to it....I swear...I WON'T GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;well..... I think I feel better now...lol....&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving was great....I love spending time with my whole family....I mean, it's my husband's family really...but we have been a part of each other's lives for so long, that they are officially MY family, not his...lol....Its just nice...everyone you love all together...kinda sad that It usually only happens on holidays anymore...but still....Its wonderful...&lt;br /&gt;I have to say this, too....We lost power Thursday night for about three hours...but it was like 1 in the morning....But again, yesterday, Sunday...we lost it for about 7 frickin hours....I have a new respect for people who went thru the hurricanes...I would lose my frickin mind...My kids were soooo bored....and god forbid, they actually go OUTSIDE and play...nope...they had to fight...all day...all day long...when the power came back on, they were so exhausted from fighting, they all passed out....too funny...&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to thank bigred and diayah for stopping by and posting....bri, too...Gotta check your blogs out too...course, the last time I checked, bigred, you didn't have yours up yet...what's up w/ that??? I live for other peoples blogs...lol...anyways...I think I have bitched just a little too much for one post, but like I said, it's been awhile...I hope everyone has a great day!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17679277-113240229310555778?l=homecraphome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/feeds/113240229310555778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17679277&amp;postID=113240229310555778&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/113240229310555778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/113240229310555778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-have-to-ask-why.html' title='I have to ask why?'/><author><name>Kirsten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13959816920406031069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/875/wolf13gf9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17679277.post-113206461635235258</id><published>2005-11-15T08:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T13:49:00.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend at the Super Soap thingy...</title><content type='html'>I was sooooo exited to be going to this thing...I know that some people think its stupid, but I can't help it..I am hooked.&lt;br /&gt;We left home at 7 a.m. and got to MGM Studios at 8:30.  It took 25 minutes to get thru the ticket line.  My sister has a season pass, so we just had to wait for my ticket.  We finally get thru.  The first star we saw was Jacob Young, who plays JR on All My Children. We didn't get the fast passes to get you face to face w/ the stars, but it didn't matter.  We were RIGHT there.  He seemed very nice.  Something funky with his teeth, but more on that later.&lt;br /&gt;After leaving JR, we ran into (and I mean literally) the guy that plays Jonathon on All My Children.  He was being escorted into the bathrooms, and we weren't paying attention.  And literally bumped right into his entourage.  He,too was very nice.  And coming up right behind him was Cameron Matheson...he plays Jonathons brother, Ryan Lavery, on the show.  He was full of smiles, and was also very pleasant..Again, funky teeth.&lt;br /&gt;I am not gonna go into every star person by person.  We saw EVERYONE.  Even Steve Burton, who plays, of course, Jason Morgan on General Hospital.  But he was impossible to get close to.  Women were EVERYWHERE...lol...But when he came out to the crowd, he came out RIGHT where we were standing.  And we were gonna give up.  Go figure.  &lt;br /&gt;Most of them were soooo nice.  Alexa Havins (Babe Chandler) was sooo sweet.  She talked to you like she's known you her whole life, and her real life husband, who plays Jamie Martin, is just as sweet.  They both posed for pictures, and gave anyone who could get close enough, an autograph. The one that I thought was most handsome, moreso than I would have thought was Micheal Easton, who plays John McBain on One Life to Live.  He looks great on the show, but 50 times moreso in real life. LOL...he actually took my breath away, he was so handsome.  We caught the guy that plays Christian Vega taking a smoke break.  He was very quiet.  But at least smiled at us...&lt;br /&gt;All the women were way prettier than they seem...Almost too beautiful. They were all so damn skinny...and beautiful.  I guess I said that already, but really....&lt;br /&gt;So, now on to the teeth thing...I would say that at least 95 % of these people have veneers...But they LOOK like they have them.  NOBODY'S teeth looked real...It was very bizarre...I don't know how to explain it...After Jacob Young, I looked at everyone's teeth.  By the end of the day, all I saw was teeth.  Especially the women, but it looked more dramatic on the men...so unnatural.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't mean to sound mean.  I really don't...I am just trying to say how very bizarre and surreal the whole thing was...lol&lt;br /&gt;But, besides that...it was totally awesome...I can't describe how it felt to see the people that I watch on a daily basis, and do it credit.  Surreal, bizarre, wonderful, awesome....All of that...and more...I wish I could've gone for the whole weekend...Seeing THE Susan Lucci and Erika Sleazak...wow....beyond words...&lt;br /&gt;But thats enough about that...needless to say it was a great time, and I look forward to going again next year...&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17679277-113206461635235258?l=homecraphome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/feeds/113206461635235258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17679277&amp;postID=113206461635235258&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/113206461635235258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/113206461635235258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-weekend-at-super-soap-thingy.html' title='My weekend at the Super Soap thingy...'/><author><name>Kirsten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13959816920406031069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/875/wolf13gf9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17679277.post-113112000428077866</id><published>2005-11-04T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T11:00:04.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing much to post about today...Life for me is ongoing...not too much changes that I can talk about...Kids are all healthy, hubby is content, and I am on a diet.  Again.  I have to say that being overweight really sucks.  I dieted about 6 years ago and lost about 50 lbs.  Which was wonderful.  Except of course that I gained it all back plus add another 10 lbs to it... Yes, I am a cow...lol...The funny thing is, that I have always been overweight, except that one year...but the only thing anyone remembers is when I was thinner..."Oh, you looked so good thin..." well...what did I look like when I was normal weight??? I mean, WTF?? People who have known me forever, seem to have forgotten that when they first met me, I was fat...Whatever..Well...this time, I am going to take off the weight and keep it off...If it kills me...course, this is the wrong time of year to start a diet, but I say, If the idea is there, go with it...because the whole weight loss thing is a mind game...pills, eating right, exercise...none of it really matters if your mind isn't in the right place...Don't get me wrong..eating right and exercise is great to be healthy...but doesn't necessarily mean you will lose weight...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...enough about me being fat...I will lose 60 lbs, and that is all I got to say on that...lol&lt;br /&gt;The 12th of this month, which is exactly 8 days from today I get to see my soap stars live and in person!!!! Yeah!!!!!! I live in Florida, and I have been to Disney once...go figure...and I go;  but not to see the rides and glory of all that is Disney..no...I go to see SOAP STARS!!! Its the soap star weekend 10th anniversary, so there will be more stars than usual....I really can't believe I get to see them...I don't care if I don't have a hairdo...I don't care that I need to lose 60 lbs...nope...I just want to get sonny and Jason's autograph...WOOOOHOOOOO!!! Needless to say, I am excited....&lt;br /&gt;And you might think I am being selfish...as in, I have kids...and I am NOT bringing them..But never fear...My sister in law takes them for their birthdays...so they get to go once a year for a whole weekend of rides, food, sun...and whatever they want...so they get to go too...so there...this is MY weekend,dammit...and I am going to enjoy the hell out of it...And for god's sake...I better get SOMEONE'S signature, or I will just die..or rather feel like I will die...lol...Cuz I will probably never go again...&lt;br /&gt;Altho....lol...I would like to go one year for the whole weekend.....That would be really cool...I am not much of an amusement park type person...I do NOT like the heat, not at all...SO, you may ask...why live in FLORIDA???  Well..not for nothing, I have lived here for 22 years...so it pretty much is home..and besides...I have central air conditioning...I do not go outside in the summer...unless I absolutely have to...I mean...REALLY have to...lol...I know....what an idiot...what can I say...So I am a little off...sorry...lol&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...I think I have rambled on enough....I don't have anything interesting to say...just like to ramble....Anyone reading this...sorry....I know....but really...anyone reading this, I hope you have a great day..&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go drink some water...God, I LOVE DIETING!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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That area has the best candy, and alot of migrators..(kids from other areas, that migrate over to their place..parents drop them off at the end of the road, and drive along as the kids trick or treat) My nephews dressed up as: the bear was a pirate, joshie was darth vader and jacob was a doctor.  We decided he would be a doctor for a change, instead of always being the patient..lol..we also had other side of the families kids too...I don't remember what they dressed as tho...they got there late and took off right away, so I didn't see...lol..Kids..always in a hurry..I really wish they could bottle kid's energy..cuz I sure as hell could use it..&lt;br /&gt;So, needless to say, they made a good haul..Tons of candy they don't need, and which I will throw away in about three weeks....They really don't need all that crap, but, hey..three weeks is long enough, right?&lt;br /&gt;And on to other things. My 16 year old.  She can lie to my face so easily.  Why is that? And why do I always fall for it?  Report cards came out last wednesday. She said she would get hers on Friday, cuz High School is different than the other schools, ya know. I didn't really believe that, but I gave her the benefit of the doubt.  So friday comes.  "Well, Mom, we had a pep rally first thing this morning, so they are gonna give them out monday.  I swear ,mom. I promise.  Monday.  You can call"  me.."You swear? Cuz you know I will call" her"No, mom, I swear, you can call anyone..I swear"&lt;br /&gt;So, I call the school. By this time, its after 4 in the afternoon, so office hours, and all...well, I got their voicemail..In comes daddy...where's your report card? and so the story goes...again...well daddy calls his brother...(his kids go to the same school) Oh, I got their report cards on WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;WTF...i say...how can she lie to me like that, and again I say, why do I fall for it???????   It was homecoming weekend, and homecoming dance was saturday..so she just wanted to put it off (the grounding) but she got busted.. So I get her report yesterday and she's got 3F's, 2D's a B and an A.  We have grounded this girl, taken everything away, and she still continues to pull the same grades.  I don't know what to do anymore.  She really just doesn't do the work..No homework,ever....I know I have been on her ass for years about this, but nothing ever changes.  Grounding her has no affect at all...She literally doesn't care.  As long as she still gets to school to see her friends, she's happy.  I told her I was gonna switch her schools, and she said it was fine, cuz she has friends there, too. I thought about home schooling, but I really don't have that kind of patience.  Then I threatened to pull her out of school all together, make her quit and get a job...She said that wasn't fair.  How is that??? She cries cuz I wanna MAKE her quit school...Oh lord, I just don't know what to do with her.  Cuz besides her school, she really is a good kid...she doesn't do drugs, she isn't a smart ass teenager...and she actually LIKES me and her dad.  She loves to sit w/ us daily and talk and talk. She TALKS to us.  Doesn't anyone out there have the answer???? Cuz I sure as hell don't&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess thats enough bitching for one day. Like I said, Halloween was nice, and I am glad this year is almost over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/875/wolf13gf9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17679277.post-113033489970634335</id><published>2005-10-26T09:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T09:54:59.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit about my family.....</title><content type='html'>So, here I am, updating my blog...I really wish I had wonderful insites and such, since people actually read this thing, but what can I say?...I am who I am...lol&lt;br /&gt;My son stayed home from school today...gotta love the weather change..I know "they" say that weather doesn't cause a cold, a virus does, but whatever..whenever it starts to get cold, the kids get sick...everywhere...One of my triplet nephews was in the hospital over the weekend, cuz when he gets sick, he gets really sick...The triplets were born two and a half months premature, weighing less than two pounds each...and they really struggled in the beginning...but the one, Jacob...well he was really bad...he died twice, but came back struggling harder and harder every day, until he won the fight...only problem was 2 grade 4 brain bleeds..which means he has severe cerebral palsy...He truly is a gift from God, and when I am having a bad day, I try to remember everything he has had to go thru, and I try to be a stronger person...his brothers, Jeremy(my godson, whom I call Bear) is the biggest and Joshua, are both totally fine...they have a little asthma..but other than that, they are pretty rough and tumble 6 year olds....all three are in 1 grade at the same school, but Jacob is in special ed...he loves loves loves going to school...He doesn't walk on his own but he has a special stander, and he zooms alllll over the place in that thing...he loves to hear motorcycles rev...and anything that makes a loud noise...He can say a few words..bye bye and school are his favorites...and he is the biggest flirt in the world...He plays up his handicap alot when there's a pretty girl around...he really knows how to work it...He is definately a trip..All three of the boys call me Aunt CoCo..cuz they can't say my real name..which is Kirsten by the way...in case you get tired of calling me Just Me...lol...&lt;br /&gt;So those are my boys...my little nephews...My bear says I am his favorite aunt...gotta love that...That's why in my original post, I said they were the light of my life...when they first came home from the hospital...jeremy first, then joshie, then Jacob...I was there  every morning at 7 am...left at 6 at night...for three years...my little one Elizabeth came with me daily, too...she loved helping to feed them...all the monitors they were on, and two on oxygen...It never fazed her...she just treated them like there were no problems at all....she was only three at the time...Her name is Elizabeth, and they call her Libby...the only one of my kids' names that didn't get changed by them is my son, Douglas...they call him Dougie..my daughter Stephanie they changed to Tess...My oldest is very protective of Jacob...each of my kids had their "own" baby...Steph's was Jacob, Doug's was Joshie and Libby is Jeremy...they are all close...very close...They spend weekends together at their grandma's house...along with other cousins...my other nephews...Chris, Corey and Casey...I know, the C boys are not triplets, their parents are just off...lol...so we have the J boys and the C boys, then my kids...lol....too funny when you think about it...My mother in law is a saint when you stop and think about it....she has 2 6 year olds...(jacob can't sleep out over nite...he still has too much equipment.. and allergies) 2 16 year olds..my daughter and nephew are both 16...corey who is 15 and my son 13 and Casey is 12...I don't know...my three drive me crazy..lol...altho, I do babysit the J boys, and bring my kids, so thats six altogher...but its different...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...my son said I am writing way to much...lol...I guess I just wanted to talk about my family a little bit...brag, should I say..as wild a bunch as they are...they are all very good kids...each special in their own way...And I thank God everyday for all of them....&lt;br /&gt;Update on Wilma...the south of Florida is reporting 3 million customers without power...which is why blogger Sean hasn't been writing...that's my thought, anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I hope everyone has a great day....I plan to enjoy the weather change...even If it makes everyone sick....I LOVE THE COOLER WEATHER!!!!  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I can't even think of what to have for dinner that's cheap...lol....I am watching the food channel (as usual) and they make all this stuff that I wouldnt even attempt...even rachel rays 30 minute meals....good lord, if I tried to cook something in "under thirty minutes or less" I would probably kill my entire family w/ food poisoning because of under cooked food.... I mean really..how does a big fat chicken breast cook in under 15 minutes?? I say cook it til its dead again,....just in case...I remember once when I was younger I made spaghetti and meatballs for me and my sister...I didn't eat the meatballs....I don't know why...she did...spent the next two days pukin and poopin...to this day, she won't eat a meatball....I don't see where that was my fault...&lt;br /&gt;My son wants to go to culinary school....He, the one who will only eat turkey, salisbury steak and chicken breast....he won't try anything new...how can you be a cook w/out tasting, and trying new things??? I thought about going myself..but...what can I say? I can't cook seafood to save my soul...I won't even eat seafood....how can i cook it??? I love to grill....that's alot of fun...but I don't think the world is ready for charcoal steak, w/ a hint of smoke..&lt;br /&gt;I watched my oldest daughter make macaroni and cheese once....she didn't read the directions, at all....I think she added a whole stick of butter, maybe a teaspoon of milk...well....THAT was interesting when it was all done...and she ate the whole thing....go figure...no wonder she spends hours on the toilet...ewwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;My youngest made something once...I remember when she was about three...I had put her down for a nap..good mommy that I am, feel asleep on the couch..watching foodtv of course...when I woke up...I hear her in the kitchen..humming....I get up...oh my GOD!!!! she has the dog food bowl...in it she has added about a dozen eggs...a five pound sack of flour, a gallon of milk...the contents of the pickle jar...and a can of dog food....my rotti....he's lovin it.!!!! I don't know how he ate it...I really dont know how he lived thru it...and little libby???? she just sat there with her plastic spoon, stirrin as he ate..givin him a kibble as he slurped thru that slop...oh god...she was hummin...with flour all in her hair, and her face....It was the funniest thing I have ever seen....&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...the dog did end up throwin up....and if you know a rottweiler..the gas...well what can I say??? He spent the remainder of the day outside....ughhhh...that was something....&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...enough of my rambling for one day....Everyday Italian is comin on...giada sure knows how to cook italian...tho I HATE when she says "spagiti"...if you don't  watch that show, trust me...its very annoying...&lt;br /&gt;Have a great one!!! Pray for this storm to pass without incident...and I will be back with more thoughts of mine another day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17679277-112973258000083969?l=homecraphome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/feeds/112973258000083969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17679277&amp;postID=112973258000083969&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/112973258000083969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17679277/posts/default/112973258000083969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homecraphome.blogspot.com/2005/10/depression-day.html' title='depression day'/><author><name>Kirsten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13959816920406031069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/875/wolf13gf9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17679277.post-112933484816569540</id><published>2005-10-14T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T09:53:34.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's quiet time...</title><content type='html'>So...it's almost 8 pm here in sunny Florida...not that its sunny now, cuz it's nite time..geez.....My son and youngest daughter went to grandma's for the weekend...my oldest daughter is at the movies with her friends...hubby is at the Harley dealership for a VIP party...didn't know he was a VIP there...go figure...and I am sitting here in the peace and quiet...typing away..and surfin..waitin for The Nanny to come on....The naughty chair, really...gotta love JoJo, tho...lol&lt;br /&gt;So, I did do a little fall cleaning..not as much as I should have...oh well....but I weeded my little garden that I had out front...I can't grow flowers to save my soul..so I said..f it....I made a rock garden...Hubby brings me big beautiful rocks off of job sites...(is that illegal???)I figure, they look pretty, and I can't kill them...lol&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of 9 weeks for my kids at school...My son, I know he did good..he always does, bless him...my older daughter....we will see...my youngest..well, I don't know what the hell happened...She's always done so well...this time two F's...2 D's  and a C...She is always in such a hurry to get her work done, that she just puts answers in....not the right ones either...She is so worried that she's gonna miss something going on outside, that she just doesn't care...Well, she does now...she was mortified....Hopefully, that's all it's gonna take...I don't know...I will pay better attention....I know...kinda my fault,too...I really need to be on top of her when it comes to this stuff...Bad mommy....&lt;br /&gt;I  gave blood yesterday...It makes me feel good for some reason...Well...I know that my nephews were born three months early, and they needed transfusions...so....when I give blood, I hope it helps some baby or person somewhere....you know, for someone that has a family that loves them...Kinda sappy, I guess, but...what can I say...I don't make any money or anything,....so I guess thats the only thing I can do to give back....&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm rambling....lol...sorry...again, I don't know who I'm saying sorry to...no one reads this but me....but I don't know...go figure.&lt;br /&gt;Someday...I am gonna go to England...I love that accent....The family on The Nanny is british...That, and Harry Potter is there...well..I know he's not real, but still...lol....I know...I'm a freak....&lt;br /&gt;Well...enough rambling for one day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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