<?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-885454</id><updated>2011-12-28T17:53:38.075-05:00</updated><category term='mobile'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='npr'/><category term='bumper'/><category term='Laruen'/><category term='funny'/><category term='movies'/><category term='adam scott'/><category term='books'/><category term='giada'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='tattoos'/><category term='glasses'/><category term='environment'/><category term='kissing'/><category term='method'/><category term='green'/><category term='vegas'/><category term='travel'/><category term='FOTC'/><category term='baby products'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='family'/><category term='video'/><category term='tv'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='dance'/><category term='eddie'/><category term='hrishik'/><category term='kids'/><category term='restaurants'/><category term='humor'/><category term='skycaddie'/><category term='american idol'/><category term='adam'/><category term='advice'/><category term='Paris Hilton'/><category term='ladybugs'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='golf'/><category term='brother'/><category term='elf'/><category term='hubby'/><category term='sytycd'/><category term='sleeping'/><category term='obama'/><category term='movie'/><category term='flying'/><category term='florida'/><category term='ikea'/><category term='running'/><category term='baby'/><category term='food'/><category term='Jerry'/><category term='mac'/><category term='virus'/><category term='the villages'/><category term='sick'/><category term='san fran'/><category term='lauren'/><category term='pink kitchen'/><category term='chuck'/><category term='santa'/><title type='text'>The Daily Bite</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>970</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-8479393142463569176</id><published>2011-01-01T23:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T23:43:10.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Past</title><content type='html'>Reminiscing today of New Year's past.&amp;nbsp; A few really stand out in my head.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like 1989-&amp;gt;90... Charlie and I were in Vegas to visit my Dad, sis and bro who were all living there... I had just turned 21 a month earlier... it was a new decade, I was in the party capital of the world and I was old enough to go out to a club!!&amp;nbsp; TIME TO PARTY!!!&amp;nbsp; Right? WRONG!! Not one of those previously named wanted to venture out to revel in the New Year.&amp;nbsp; We went to a friend of my sister's - and played darts. I was so disappointed.&amp;nbsp; Though looking back now, I treasure the time I had with my Dad (I'd lose him the following year) and the family, safe from the fray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/TSACDzn2UvI/AAAAAAAAAWE/YatzPzFb4Vw/s1600/dadAdamEddie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/TSACDzn2UvI/AAAAAAAAAWE/YatzPzFb4Vw/s320/dadAdamEddie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad, Little Bro Adam, Big Bro Eddie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both 2000-&amp;gt;01 and 2004-&amp;gt;05... both were spent in Brazil with my friend Daniela and her family.&amp;nbsp; Both times her Mom put out a beautiful, amazing spread for dinner and both times we honored the Brazilian New Year's Eve traditions... wearing all white, going to the beach and, at midnight, wading in to the water, making a wish, and jumping 7 waves. Magical. We hope to do this again soon with Lauren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/TR_8XL6txQI/AAAAAAAAAV4/4qNOzggSCEI/s1600/NYEBrazil05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/TR_8XL6txQI/AAAAAAAAAV4/4qNOzggSCEI/s320/NYEBrazil05.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was New Year's Eve 2005-&amp;gt;06... spent in the hospital.&amp;nbsp; I was 25 weeks pregnant with Lauren - my water had broken on Christmas Day and Charlie drove like a maniac to get me to the hospital. They managed to stop the contractions, but still told us of all the risks of having the baby so early.&amp;nbsp; I don't really remember that New Year's Eve very well (I think I've repressed a lot of that intensely stressful few months), though I'm sure we watched the ball drop on TV.&amp;nbsp; I watched a LOT of TV over the next 4 weeks as I remained on bed rest in the hospital. Ironically, I think I made it so much further along by visualizing myself floating in the pool in Brazil the previous year... so after 5 weeks in the hospital, our little Lauren was born, changing our lives forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/TSABDPu07uI/AAAAAAAAAWA/cASomIlHPeM/s1600/preemie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/TSABDPu07uI/AAAAAAAAAWA/cASomIlHPeM/s320/preemie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Year's Eves have been much mellower ever since, hanging at home, and though I will forever miss the midnight phone call from my Mom, "Happy New Year!!" I wouldn't trade the quiet celebrations at home with Charlie and Lauren for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/TR_-dJrQZnI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ppOwmbfBL5o/s1600/NYE11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/TR_-dJrQZnI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ppOwmbfBL5o/s320/NYE11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing everyone a happy, healthy, safe and prosperous New Year!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-8479393142463569176?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/8479393142463569176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=8479393142463569176' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8479393142463569176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8479393142463569176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-years-past.html' title='New Year&apos;s Past'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/TSACDzn2UvI/AAAAAAAAAWE/YatzPzFb4Vw/s72-c/dadAdamEddie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-8733564705129722164</id><published>2010-12-13T22:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T22:56:08.827-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Love and Other Drugs</title><content type='html'>Ok, since I didn't want my first blog in forever to be about shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My in-laws are staying with for a few days, here us after my hubby's Grandmother passed away last week.&amp;nbsp; They can't seem to wait to get back to Florida, even though it's freezing there too. My Mother-in-Law misses FL because she spends her time seeing every single movie that comes out. Quite a contrast to me, who these days, sees a movie in the theatre about once every 4 months.&amp;nbsp; But yesterday, with the kid home with the guys, MIL and I headed out to see a movie we've both been anxious to see - &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0758752/"&gt;Love and Other Drugs&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTgxOTczODEyMF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMDc0NDY4Mw@@._V1._SX214_CR0,0,214,314_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTgxOTczODEyMF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMDc0NDY4Mw@@._V1._SX214_CR0,0,214,314_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, redemption for the disappointment that was "Prince of Persia".&amp;nbsp; In the trailer for "Prince of Persia", they made it look like Jake Gyllenhaal was shirtless throughout.&amp;nbsp; Well - *spoiler alert* - he wasn't.&amp;nbsp; Had his shirt off for all of 5 seconds in that movie.&amp;nbsp; In "Love and Other Drugs", you see a LOT of Jake (and A LOT of Anne Hathaway for that matter).&amp;nbsp; But washboard abs aside, it was a funny, sad, frustrating, touching movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give it 4 out of 5 stars (it was no Love, Actually), though maybe an extra half star for the excellent use of bodies. Gratuitous yet effective.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-8733564705129722164?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/8733564705129722164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=8733564705129722164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8733564705129722164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8733564705129722164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-and-other-drugs.html' title='Love and Other Drugs'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-1193909052998990450</id><published>2010-12-12T00:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T00:26:33.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Really? Really?</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's been over a year since I blogged!&amp;nbsp; OK, I know I'm a crazy twitterer, but you can't really express everything in a tweet... looks like a New Year's resolution if ever there was one.&amp;nbsp; I SHALL blog again!&amp;nbsp; With photos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-1193909052998990450?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/1193909052998990450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=1193909052998990450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1193909052998990450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1193909052998990450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2010/12/really-really.html' title='Really? Really?'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-1559667373007825540</id><published>2009-10-31T20:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T20:05:24.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SuzQxKyxHGI/AAAAAAAAAVI/9U_VUtsMXIY/s1600-h/1031091954-724377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SuzQxKyxHGI/AAAAAAAAAVI/9U_VUtsMXIY/s320/1031091954-724377.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398919596439837794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!&lt;p&gt;To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit &lt;a href="http://www.verizonwireless.com/picture"&gt;www.verizonwireless.com/picture&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p&gt;Note: To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime&amp;#174; 6.5 or higher is required.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-1559667373007825540?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/1559667373007825540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=1559667373007825540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1559667373007825540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1559667373007825540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SuzQxKyxHGI/AAAAAAAAAVI/9U_VUtsMXIY/s72-c/1031091954-724377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-6042501684963721257</id><published>2009-10-14T23:08:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T01:03:51.798-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='method'/><title type='text'>There's a Method to my Madness</title><content type='html'>A while back &lt;a href="http://www.ljcfyi.com/2009/08/method-to-share.html"&gt;Jenny&lt;/a&gt; gave me a wonderful little sampler of &lt;a href="http://www.methodhome.com/"&gt;Method&lt;/a&gt; products. She is definitely a Method Maniac - I am also a fan of Method, though mostly the soaps and baby shampoo as I love that they are natural and smell yummy. Oh, and currently also loving the little &lt;a href="http://www.methodhome.com/product.aspx?page=15524"&gt;dishwasher orbs&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/StaeW-sCkTI/AAAAAAAAAVA/jrbezL8hgh8/s1600-h/minimethod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/StaeW-sCkTI/AAAAAAAAAVA/jrbezL8hgh8/s400/minimethod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392671721444774194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;One thing that bugs Jenny - sometimes when I receive cute gifties, I "save" them rather than "use" them (thus the adorable, unopened bag of toffee from her London trip circa 2001 that she repeatedly mentions how delicious it would have been had I eaten it when she'd given it to me 8 YEARS AGO!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Method gift pack was in danger of the same fate, I mean, it's too FREAKIN CUTE to use!  I want to display it, not use them up! But a few days later, Little Miss got it in her head that she wanted to clean the sliding glass door (not sure what triggered the desire)... and the adorable little - and most importantly NON-TOXIC  - bottle of Method cleaner was perfect for her little hands! (I sure as heck wasn't going to let my 3 year old get her hands on old school window cleaner!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I let Lauren "play" (clean) and I invoked my get-her-to-love-cleaning psychology... that I'm assuming will have her, in a few years, dying to clean the entire house... with something along the lines of, "ok, I'm only LETTING you clean because you've been a good girl" to go along with my usual, "no, you're not allowed to use the vacuum! Don't even THINK about touching it!! Now run along and put on a bunch of tattoos while Mommy vacuums and drinks her coffee."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then grabbed my cam and got video as she cleaned and professed her love for Method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="272" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6R7oGIxy1FQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6R7oGIxy1FQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="272" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took her a bit to get the hang of spraying, but she loved it. She cleaned that one spot on the window about 20 times before I finally had to take it away from her, of course, ending with a, "if you're REALLY good tomorrow, you can clean the muolding with the wood cleaner..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-6042501684963721257?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/6042501684963721257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=6042501684963721257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6042501684963721257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6042501684963721257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/10/theres-method-to-my-madness.html' title='There&apos;s a Method to my Madness'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/StaeW-sCkTI/AAAAAAAAAVA/jrbezL8hgh8/s72-c/minimethod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-5621117743000106604</id><published>2009-09-08T14:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:44:11.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Method.  I love Method - and Lauren does too... Jenny gave us an adorable trial size set of Method goodies... 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width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-3263432086208788972</id><published>2009-05-30T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:56:49.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="326" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-161bba5dc550dd54" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-8338258653826096782</id><published>2009-05-23T17:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T17:13:46.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/ShhnCzDazTI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6z6ysn_Hfps/s1600-h/downsized_0523091711-726964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/ShhnCzDazTI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6z6ysn_Hfps/s320/downsized_0523091711-726964.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339130656009669938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!&lt;p&gt;To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit &lt;a 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href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-message-was-sent-using-picture-and_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/ShhnCzDazTI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6z6ysn_Hfps/s72-c/downsized_0523091711-726964.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-280968515186941631</id><published>2009-05-22T01:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:23:01.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/ShY2tQluNAI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D86LS9n-auM/s1600-h/0522090107-781188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/ShY2tQluNAI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D86LS9n-auM/s320/0522090107-781188.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338514559469499394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Checked in on Lauren and she was curled up on the floor. Put her back in bed after grabbing a pic. &lt;p&gt;This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!&lt;p&gt;To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit &lt;a href="http://www.verizonwireless.com/picture"&gt;www.verizonwireless.com/picture&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p&gt;Note: To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime� 6.5 or higher is required.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-280968515186941631?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/280968515186941631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=280968515186941631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/280968515186941631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/280968515186941631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/05/checked-in-on-lauren-and-she-was-curled.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/ShY2tQluNAI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D86LS9n-auM/s72-c/0522090107-781188.jpg' height='72' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-2269035248528854730?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/2269035248528854730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=2269035248528854730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/2269035248528854730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/2269035248528854730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/05/cute-purikura-online-cute-and-dangerous.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-7365184359694233739</id><published>2009-05-05T22:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:05:57.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Cinco de Mayo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="326" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c362eee26354e00a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-7365184359694233739?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/7365184359694233739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=7365184359694233739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/7365184359694233739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/7365184359694233739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-message-was-sent-using-picture-and_05.html' title='Happy Cinco de Mayo'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-3471529907529972761</id><published>2009-03-24T17:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T10:41:35.032-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SclRac7fIpI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wNoBz2oxIR4/s1600-h/downsized_0324091715-745414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SclRac7fIpI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wNoBz2oxIR4/s320/downsized_0324091715-745414.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316870349971726994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Lauren tried on her first dance costume today for a recital in may. She takes dance at daycare - didn&amp;#39;t expect a recital, but it is cute&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-3471529907529972761?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/3471529907529972761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=3471529907529972761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/3471529907529972761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/3471529907529972761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/03/lauren-tried-on-her-first-dance-costume.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SclRac7fIpI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wNoBz2oxIR4/s72-c/downsized_0324091715-745414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-1895478792885853893</id><published>2009-03-22T18:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T18:08:58.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="326" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f95faae5155f374e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df95faae5155f374e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329844835%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55F25231754268B0E2C2DE00F201453C8984C2B7.47FBA4812ADED1ED04D8D2BC79F45A0D6232BC5E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df95faae5155f374e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dh5YFDAaheneyDTsuFKQjVaQ--lk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="400" height="326" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df95faae5155f374e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329844835%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55F25231754268B0E2C2DE00F201453C8984C2B7.47FBA4812ADED1ED04D8D2BC79F45A0D6232BC5E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df95faae5155f374e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dh5YFDAaheneyDTsuFKQjVaQ--lk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!&lt;p&gt;To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit &lt;a href="http://www.verizonwireless.com/picture"&gt;www.verizonwireless.com/picture&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p&gt;Note: To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime&amp;#174; 6.5 or higher is required.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-1895478792885853893?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/1895478792885853893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=1895478792885853893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1895478792885853893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1895478792885853893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-message-was-sent-using-picture-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-4793510575628677307</id><published>2009-03-12T21:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T10:42:46.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/Sbm9OFX01kI/AAAAAAAAAUA/2LoWL8d1wkw/s1600-h/0312092154-767919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/Sbm9OFX01kI/AAAAAAAAAUA/2LoWL8d1wkw/s320/0312092154-767919.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312485285118137922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Lauren, still awake, saying she is going to barf, thus the barf bowl, with baby in it&lt;p&gt;This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-4793510575628677307?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/4793510575628677307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=4793510575628677307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4793510575628677307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4793510575628677307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/03/lauren-still-awake-saying-she-is-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/Sbm9OFX01kI/AAAAAAAAAUA/2LoWL8d1wkw/s72-c/0312092154-767919.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-5281169811763143293</id><published>2009-02-21T19:26:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:07:38.824-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><title type='text'>Mall Meltdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SaChNmsDW2I/AAAAAAAAATw/0AmJ7OpJ0Rk/s1600-h/pbk_reading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SaChNmsDW2I/AAAAAAAAATw/0AmJ7OpJ0Rk/s400/pbk_reading.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305417616138132322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the before picture.  Lauren happily sitting and reading at Pottery Barn Kids.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I then got busy searching for deeply discounted stuff (the only way I buy from PBK), Lauren started running around, into the display window, etc. Not listening to Daddy AT ALL.  Only got her out of PBK by offering the Merry-go-round.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we tried to make a quick pass through Williams Sonoma - and things went totally downhill from there.  She started tearing through WS, right near all the glassware, then when Daddy picked her up to take her out, she started screaming and crying... and didn't stop.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to calm her down and tell her we were heading to the Merry-go-round, but she wouldn't listen and kept crying.  She didn't seem to have any intention of calming down, so we left, Daddy carrying her.  She SCREAMED and cried as if being murdered... all the way out of the mall and 10 minutes more on the drive home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SaChU0Le3WI/AAAAAAAAAT4/FqhD1yacLMw/s1600-h/reading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SaChU0Le3WI/AAAAAAAAAT4/FqhD1yacLMw/s400/reading.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305417740018703714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're now home and after nearly sending her to bed immediately, we accepted her promise to listen and be a good girl next time, and didn't send her to bed.  But NO TV.  So she's again, happily sitting and reading at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Mall nightmare is over - and I DID buy two big red buckets at PBK marked down from $20 to $2.97, so at least some good came out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with all that, I reflect on how lucky I've been to date with a mostly well behaved little girl who listened to her Mommy and Daddy.  I think she took a bus to Cleveland on Lauren's 3rd birthday and this litte stranger took over.  I'm going to Cleveland to get my Baby back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-5281169811763143293?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/5281169811763143293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=5281169811763143293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5281169811763143293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5281169811763143293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/02/mall-meltdown.html' title='Mall Meltdown'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SaChNmsDW2I/AAAAAAAAATw/0AmJ7OpJ0Rk/s72-c/pbk_reading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-5934136044890437498</id><published>2009-02-21T14:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:17:39.185-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><title type='text'>Mini Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SaBWpmDz-4I/AAAAAAAAATo/JTW5650OdiM/s1600-h/0221091430-709769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="300" width=225 src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SaBWpmDz-4I/AAAAAAAAATo/JTW5650OdiM/s320/0221091430-709769.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305335633633606530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying a hot chocolate at Starbucks.  Ironically, she has started to take to saying, "I'm not Lauren, I'm Mommy." and today it was, "I'm not Lauren, I'm Tina."  And with a Starbucks in front of her and that big grin, she certainly is acting like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course she was also telling us that she was "Boo" and "Woody" and "Sully".  So I'm not sure if I'm flattered to be included or not.&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-5934136044890437498?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/5934136044890437498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=5934136044890437498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5934136044890437498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5934136044890437498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-message-was-sent-using-picture-and_21.html' title='Mini Me'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SaBWpmDz-4I/AAAAAAAAATo/JTW5650OdiM/s72-c/0221091430-709769.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-1898811258791330724</id><published>2009-02-15T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:47:01.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SZi3hY9YzdI/AAAAAAAAATg/rPeGC2Sn1Ao/s1600-h/0215091945-721651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SZi3hY9YzdI/AAAAAAAAATg/rPeGC2Sn1Ao/s320/0215091945-721651.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303190345492254162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Wrinkled bathtub foot!&lt;p&gt;This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!&lt;p&gt;To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit &lt;a href="http://www.verizonwireless.com/picture"&gt;www.verizonwireless.com/picture&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p&gt;Note: To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime� 6.5 or higher is required.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-1898811258791330724?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/1898811258791330724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=1898811258791330724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1898811258791330724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1898811258791330724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/02/wrinkled-bathtub-foot-this-message-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SZi3hY9YzdI/AAAAAAAAATg/rPeGC2Sn1Ao/s72-c/0215091945-721651.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-2077700666212558100</id><published>2009-02-14T13:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T13:57:58.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My little chastity bono.</title><content type='html'>Conversation between me, Lauren, and Charlie yesterday as I got home from work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: That's my Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;Me: That's my husband.&lt;br /&gt;L: That's MY husband.&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, he's your Daddy.  He's my husband.  We're married.&lt;br /&gt;L: Married?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, married. &lt;br /&gt;C: Remember, we told you... you get married before you have a baby.&lt;br /&gt;L: want to see the baby in my belly? (she got obsessed with this when Shruti was pregnant)&lt;br /&gt;C: No honey, you get married first.&lt;br /&gt;L: And wear a dress?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, and carry flowers, and walk down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;Me: who do you want to marry? Chase? (boy at daycare)&lt;br /&gt;L: Yes, I want to marry Chase.&lt;br /&gt;Me: or do you want to marry Laksh? (another boy at daycare)&lt;br /&gt;L: Yes, I want to marry Lakshe. I want to marry Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ashley's a girl. You're supposed to marry a boy.&lt;br /&gt;L: I want to marry a girl.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, they'll gave to change the laws first, but ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-2077700666212558100?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/2077700666212558100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=2077700666212558100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/2077700666212558100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/2077700666212558100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-little-chastit-bono.html' title='My little chastity bono.'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-5476064110994322725</id><published>2009-02-11T10:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:26:00.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="326" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-65316f3711e97367" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D65316f3711e97367%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329844835%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F53C453FCFAD1BA91C534A76A5E48C43F7C9DED.3BE392CD339EAB71D37C4FBD222AC0BD0367BFD6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D65316f3711e97367%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIciY-ObHYpHtx9sJJiND1n26Z8k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="400" height="326" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D65316f3711e97367%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329844835%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F53C453FCFAD1BA91C534A76A5E48C43F7C9DED.3BE392CD339EAB71D37C4FBD222AC0BD0367BFD6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D65316f3711e97367%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIciY-ObHYpHtx9sJJiND1n26Z8k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!&lt;p&gt;To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit &lt;a href="http://www.verizonwireless.com/picture"&gt;www.verizonwireless.com/picture&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p&gt;Note: To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime&amp;#174; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 227px;" src="http://photos-a.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2110/187/27/575500935/n575500935_1824560_8409.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2110/187/27/575500935/n575500935_1824547_6607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 227px;" src="http://photos-d.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2110/187/27/575500935/n575500935_1824547_6607.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAUREN!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you're 3 today!  I can't tell you how much Momma and Daddy love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - I'm sure you will be asking for your own cell phone soon.  The answer is no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-3899582218751021108?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/3899582218751021108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=3899582218751021108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/3899582218751021108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/3899582218751021108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday-girl.html' title='Birthday Girl'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-4481214128893385049</id><published>2009-01-28T22:15:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T23:07:30.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Girlie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SYEg6sBiI6I/AAAAAAAAARs/h6V7qQTP5Hg/s1600-h/llcanddaddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SYEg6sBiI6I/AAAAAAAAARs/h6V7qQTP5Hg/s400/llcanddaddy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296550829386507170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe our little girl turns 3 tomorrow!  It seems like yesterday that I was laying in a hospital bed - after 5 weeks of the same - watching her heart rate drop as I contracted, 11 weeks from her due date, only to be wheeled away the next morning for an emergency C-section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SYEhR5-mCQI/AAAAAAAAAR0/7RmHPFSijY4/s1600-h/dayOne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SYEhR5-mCQI/AAAAAAAAAR0/7RmHPFSijY4/s400/dayOne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296551228269267202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sure I will relive those days, both before and after her birth, each year on her birthday.  One does not soon forget when you come so close to losing both your baby and your own life (though at least I was out cold for it - can't say the same for hubby &amp; Jenny &amp; others!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, NO, I'm NOT having any more kids!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this one, my God, she's a keeper.  She's very chatty, a little on the "peanut" side, but otherwise, luckily, a very normal, very silly, 3 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SYEpM2N-EgI/AAAAAAAAASk/pfDO478vKWc/s1600-h/magazines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SYEpM2N-EgI/AAAAAAAAASk/pfDO478vKWc/s200/magazines.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296559937453691394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She makes me laugh every day... especially when she says things like, "settle down, Momma, settle down" (hand gesture included) and when she sits on the toilet in these first days of successful potty training and picks up one of my women's magazines, flips through pages, throws it on the floor, then another, and another, until there are 4 magazines thrown on the floor.  Then when I ask, "what are you doing?" Says, "I'm just reading a story." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm worried that she's read How to Drop a Dress Size in 2 Weeks.  Then, to make matters worse, as we're innocently singing the lines from Finding Nemo, "they'll be no eating here tonight, no, no, no eating here tonight, you're on a DI-ET"... she only latches on to the last part, changes up the words, and sings, "I'm on a DI-ET" over and over again. So when social services comes to take me away for starving my child and/or inducing an eating disorder at the age of 3, please tell them it was Nemo's fault.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-4481214128893385049?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/4481214128893385049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=4481214128893385049' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4481214128893385049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4481214128893385049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-girlie.html' title='Happy Birthday Girlie!'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SYEg6sBiI6I/AAAAAAAAARs/h6V7qQTP5Hg/s72-c/llcanddaddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-7661007306652762475</id><published>2009-01-24T21:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:48:57.897-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Target in Five</title><content type='html'>Ran in to Target today while hub waited in the car with the kid.  It's 7 degrees out, so he tells me to hurry, he'll drive around while I shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's just say this, the moment I walk through the door at Target, some magic dust must get sprinkled over me, because I cannot just get what I need.  But knowing I had to hurry, I start acting like I'm on one of those crazy shopping spree shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.clorox.com/img/product_shots/marquee/cdw_decor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 258px;" src="http://www.clorox.com/img/product_shots/marquee/cdw_decor.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valentines Day shirts on sale for $4 - grab two... jeans for hubby on sale, grab a pair... off to the milk, ooh, Valentines Day towels on sale, grab those, ok, oooh, cashews, need cashews, ok, milk, yep, got the milk, ooh, a super cute lion DVD cover for Lauren's movies, ok... diapers?  no, can't carry them... but a toothbrush, Lauren needs a new tooth brush!! GRAB, oooh, cute new container of Clorox wipes, grab those... then, the SLOWEST. CASHIER. EVER.  And I'm out the door.  Now only if I hadn't had to pay for it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-7661007306652762475?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/7661007306652762475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=7661007306652762475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/7661007306652762475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/7661007306652762475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/01/target-in-five.html' title='Target in Five'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-8482703001821459183</id><published>2009-01-20T23:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:03:12.571-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><title type='text'>President Obama</title><content type='html'>What an amazing day, President Obama.  I was very moved by his speech, the man can speak!  I know Lauren is only 3 (almost) and she won't remember, but I am doing all I can to try to get her to understand. And what's the best way to do that?  SING!! So I taught her this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T6qyh79UgGM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T6qyh79UgGM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-8482703001821459183?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/8482703001821459183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=8482703001821459183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8482703001821459183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8482703001821459183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/01/president-obama.html' title='President Obama'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-1799788009118955210</id><published>2009-01-15T21:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:39:43.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ow. Ow. Ow.  I have a pain in my side.  MUST be appendicitis, right?  MUST be.  Too high.  Wrong side.  Can't be due to sitting for about 14 hours out of this day.  Can't be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, spent another day home with my little booger factory.  Tried to work, but this morning, was wiping boogers ever 30 seconds.  But then, finally, a 4 hour nap and yes, I sat through the whole thing, working.  Then she was perfectly happy watching Tinkerbell AGAIN, so I sat and worked more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow. Ow. Ow. Oh WebMD Symptom Checker... please tell me what's wrong with me.  They want to know if the pain is made worse by alcohol.  Hmm, didn't realize I should have been drinking to try to fix a pain in my side.  Guess I'll try that next time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not much luck.  I think it's a sore kidney. From sitting.  So as Hannah Montana might say, "YA THINK?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-1799788009118955210?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/1799788009118955210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=1799788009118955210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1799788009118955210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1799788009118955210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/01/ow.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-3679798608428876968</id><published>2009-01-14T23:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:26:35.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out, damned spot</title><content type='html'>Here's why I almost didn't blog tonight.  Because I'm FREAKING ADDICTED to the Word Challenge game in Facebook.  I can barely log in, then I see that little icon &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SW62COo4dtI/AAAAAAAAARc/2xqi8khcOIQ/s1600-h/wordchallengeicon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 22px; height: 20px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SW62COo4dtI/AAAAAAAAARc/2xqi8khcOIQ/s400/wordchallengeicon.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291366761612474066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I can't. stop. myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just one game," I tell myself.  I LIE. It's never just one.  It's, "just one more," and then, "just one more over 15,000," then "just one more over 20,000."  Forever on a quest to get better than the Shakespeare guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I know, I've missed the Daily Show and half of Colbert Report and, instead of being wound down and ready to call it a night, I'm all jazzed up and ready to run a marathon.  Well, not really get up and run.  Just sit there for another hour playing Word Challenge some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SW6578nBnzI/AAAAAAAAARk/Ky5jRBPVqPs/s1600-h/wordchallenge.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SW6578nBnzI/AAAAAAAAARk/Ky5jRBPVqPs/s400/wordchallenge.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291371051740143410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-3679798608428876968?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/3679798608428876968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=3679798608428876968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/3679798608428876968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/3679798608428876968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/01/out-damned-spot.html' title='Out, damned spot'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SW62COo4dtI/AAAAAAAAARc/2xqi8khcOIQ/s72-c/wordchallengeicon.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-1602654440056540433</id><published>2009-01-12T20:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:21:04.624-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><title type='text'>Lauren takes on Mickey Rourke</title><content type='html'>Stayed home today with a very sick little Lauren, coughing like the Marlboro man and talking like Bea Arthur, boogers running off her face.  At first she'd tell me, "Mommy, I have boogers" and let me wipe her nose, but she got tired of that and just started wiping her face on her jammy sleeve to get that nice layer of booger crust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And watching lots of TV.  Elf, Sleeping Beauty, Elf, Baby Einstein, Elf.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: if you don't like to watch the same movie over and over and over again (with a safe bet that it's not a movie in one of your favorite genres), don't have kids.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to express my sincerest thank you to the folks behind the kids movies that interject over-their-heads adult humor for those of us they know are stuck in repetition hell.  I can handle most.  Horton Hears a Who - NOT SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were waiting for Daddy to get home from his golf vaca in sunny, warm florida - to come home to 1.5 sick chickies (I'm just half sick right now) and a dose of arctic air.  Just before Daddy got home, Lauren had me paint her nails.  Then before they were dry, she did the booger sleeve wipe, only to spread red nail polish on her nose, cheek, eyelid, and forehead.  And it looked EXACTLY like bloody scratches.  And it didn't wipe off.  So here I am with my little one who looks like SHE was in the ring with Mickey Rourke.  Daddy was going to freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after trying to take some pics, I tried again to get it off... had success, kinda scratching it off.  So other than a little bit of red, she looked like a porcelain faced doll when Daddy got home. A porcelain faced doll covered in boogers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SWvrWI9soDI/AAAAAAAAARU/1Mk7xRkyoN0/s1600-h/nailpolish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SWvrWI9soDI/AAAAAAAAARU/1Mk7xRkyoN0/s400/nailpolish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290580952872689714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-1602654440056540433?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/1602654440056540433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=1602654440056540433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1602654440056540433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1602654440056540433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/01/lauren-takes-on-mickey-rourke.html' title='Lauren takes on Mickey Rourke'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SWvrWI9soDI/AAAAAAAAARU/1Mk7xRkyoN0/s72-c/nailpolish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-1051145319018956757</id><published>2009-01-12T03:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T03:16:13.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Deer</title><content type='html'>Since my sleeping disorder is in full swing, thought it's be a good time to post.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be freaking freezing this week.  5 degrees on Thursday.  That's crying-because-I'm-so-cold weather.  Last night on my drive home, after quite the accumulation of snow, there was a deer walking down the middle of the road... not crossing the road, walking up it.  I'm sure it's because he had no sense that there was a road, since it was covered in about 5" of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass way too many dear on my routes to home - since I live in the almost-country burbs.  Sometimes I pull over and yell at them, "get back into the freakin woods, you're going to get yourself killed!"  Most of them listen and run, the other night, one just stood there, rather close to the road, and looked at me.  Like, "hmmm, you're interesting but not scary."  When I realized he wasn't going to run away, my bunnyhugger side took over and I tried to entice him over to my car with a cashew dropped from Lauren's latest bowl 'o snacks, but he didn't budge.  Not even with my cutsie, high pitched voice, "c'mer... c'mere little deer".  Bastard.  Either run or humor me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-1051145319018956757?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/1051145319018956757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=1051145319018956757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1051145319018956757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1051145319018956757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-deer.html' title='Oh Deer'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-8820138927380192454</id><published>2009-01-07T00:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:04:41.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Anderson Cooper and the Great Puppy Debate</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type='text/css'&gt;.cc_box a:hover .cc_home{background:url('http://www.comedycentral.com/comedycentral/video/assets/syndicated-logo-over.png') !important;}.cc_links a{color:#b9b9b9;text-decoration:none;}.cc_show a{color:#707070;text-decoration:none;}.cc_title a{color:#868686;text-decoration:none;}.cc_links a:hover{color:#67bee2;text-decoration:underline;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class='cc_box' style='position:relative'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.comedycentral.com' target='_blank' style='display:inline; float:left; width:60px; height:31px;'&gt;&lt;div class='cc_home' style='float:left; border:solid 1px #cfcfcf; border-width:1px 0px 0px 1px; width:60px; height:31px; background:url("http://www.comedycentral.com/comedycentral/video/assets/syndicated-logo-out.png");'&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='font:bold 10px Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif; float:left; width:299px; height:31px; border:solid 1px #cfcfcf; border-width:1px 1px 0px 0px; overflow:hidden; color:#707070;'&gt;&lt;div class='cc_show' style='position:relative; background-color:#e5e5e5;padding-left:3px; height:14px; padding-top:2px; overflow:hidden;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.thedailyshow.com/' target='_blank'&gt;The Daily Show With Jon Stewart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style='position:absolute; top:2px; right:3px;'&gt;M - Th 11p / 10c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class='cc_title' style='font-size:11px; color:#868686; background-color:#f5f5f5; padding:3px; padding-top:1px; line-height:14px; height:21px; overflow:hidden;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?videoId=213382&amp;title=road-to-the-doghouse' target='_blank'&gt;Road to the Doghouse - Puppedential Debate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed style='float:left; clear:left;' src='http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:cms:item:comedycentral.com:213382' width='360' height='301' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='window' allowFullscreen='true' allowscriptaccess='always' allownetworking='all' flashvars='autoPlay=false' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class='cc_links' style='float:left; clear:left; width:358px; border:solid 1px #cfcfcf; border-top:0px; font:10px Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif; color:#b9b9b9; background-color:#f5f5f5;'&gt;&lt;div style='width:177px; float:left; padding-left:3px;'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?videoId=166515&amp;title=Barack-Obama-Pt.-1'&gt;Barack Obama Interview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?videoId=167938&amp;title=John-McCain-Pt.-1'&gt;John McCain Interview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='width:177px; float:left;'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?searchterm=Sarah+Palin&amp;searchtype=site&amp;x=0&amp;y=0'&gt;Sarah Palin Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?searchterm=indecision+2008&amp;searchtype=site&amp;x=0&amp;y=0'&gt;Funny Election Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both'&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both'&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is one of the freakin funniest things ever.  I LOVE The Daily Show!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-8820138927380192454?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/8820138927380192454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=8820138927380192454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8820138927380192454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8820138927380192454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/01/anderson-cooper-and-great-puppy-debate.html' title='Anderson Cooper and the Great Puppy Debate'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-236321368976588477</id><published>2009-01-06T23:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:00:41.372-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOTC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Flight of the Conchords</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://hbo.a.mms.mavenapps.net/mms/rt/1/site/hbo-hbocom1-pub01-live/current/conchords/multipleCategoryPlayer/client/embedded/embedded.swf' id='mediumFlashEmbedded' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' bgcolor='#000000' allowScriptAccess='always' quality='high' name='mediumFlash' play='false' scale='noscale' menu='false' salign='LT' scriptAccess='always' wmode='window' height='305' width='320' flashvars='playerId=conchords&amp;referralObject=3337423&amp;referralPlaylistId=7dafbf00208f96246509fd761d92215529683b62'/&gt;&lt;/ebmed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the new season of &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/conchords/"&gt;Flight of the Conchords&lt;/a&gt; They made the premier available online early, I've watched most of it... but then my addiction to Word Challenge in Facebook... or my addiction to looking for coupons and online sales... kick in and I get drawn away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just adore their humor though and will watch on Sunday nights when my laptop is safely sleeping in it's sleeve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-236321368976588477?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/236321368976588477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=236321368976588477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/236321368976588477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/236321368976588477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/01/flight-of-conchords.html' title='Flight of the Conchords'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-6493337420783836618</id><published>2009-01-05T22:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:32:54.737-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Spit Spot</title><content type='html'>So it's 2009.  I was a very bad blogger for most of '08... then, the first comment of the new year on my last post, from Prissy - "You should blog more often, I miss the daily bite of the daily bite!"... so with that motivation (thank you Prissy), here I am, trying to be a better blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try not to be ALL about Lauren, but it's hard not to be when the little cracker jack just does funny stuff left and right... like strip the clothes off her Mary Poppins doll faster than you can say, "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SWLO3zMyaHI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Z5npmm2EAxI/s320/0105091923-755517.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288016370518354034" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I come home to.  Naked Mary Poppins dolly. And as Bridget Jones would say, "it's kind of pervy, really."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-6493337420783836618?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/6493337420783836618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=6493337420783836618' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6493337420783836618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6493337420783836618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-message-was-sent-using-picture-and.html' title='Spit Spot'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SWLO3zMyaHI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Z5npmm2EAxI/s72-c/0105091923-755517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-7310562523150773234</id><published>2008-12-31T20:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:01:05.050-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Lauren Acts</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rNsFecydzJg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rNsFecydzJg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!  Perhaps this will be the year I become a stage Mom and Little Miss pays the bills with her acting skills.  Or perhaps not =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-7310562523150773234?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/7310562523150773234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=7310562523150773234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/7310562523150773234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/7310562523150773234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/12/lauren-acts.html' title='Lauren Acts'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-6722835492157023790</id><published>2008-12-14T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T12:03:28.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SUU8YL0Wx0I/AAAAAAAAAQk/WKd9IB0fbcQ/s1600-h/downsized_1214081202-708135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SUU8YL0Wx0I/AAAAAAAAAQk/WKd9IB0fbcQ/s320/downsized_1214081202-708135.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279692524348688194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!&lt;p&gt;To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit &lt;a href="http://www.verizonwireless.com/picture"&gt;www.verizonwireless.com/picture&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime&amp;#174; 6.5 or higher is required. Visit &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/quicktime/download"&gt;www.apple.com/quicktime/download&lt;/a&gt; to download the free player or upgrade your existing QuickTime&amp;#174; Player.  Note: During the download process when asked to choose an installation type (Minimum, Recommended or Custom), select Minimum for faster download.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-6722835492157023790?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/6722835492157023790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=6722835492157023790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6722835492157023790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6722835492157023790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-message-was-sent-using-picture-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SUU8YL0Wx0I/AAAAAAAAAQk/WKd9IB0fbcQ/s72-c/downsized_1214081202-708135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-166022608641374871</id><published>2008-12-05T20:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:56:05.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santa'/><title type='text'>Lauren dancing with santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rMPcgov6J2s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rMPcgov6J2s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Whoa!  The little one is channeling her inner Elvis!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-166022608641374871?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/166022608641374871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=166022608641374871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/166022608641374871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/166022608641374871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/12/fwdlauren-dancing-with-santa.html' title='Lauren dancing with santa'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-114688478438966681</id><published>2008-11-01T20:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:06:55.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="326" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c56df3d04c594a95" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc56df3d04c594a95%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329844836%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D265DD26F01DC12242D3EB2F3AE598574B0ED93D.9A4B32BDCF3665CD77F8D4EFF26082D2B047935%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc56df3d04c594a95%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJHnLXe2RBsJqouBfKasD31ryHpo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="400" height="326" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc56df3d04c594a95%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329844836%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D265DD26F01DC12242D3EB2F3AE598574B0ED93D.9A4B32BDCF3665CD77F8D4EFF26082D2B047935%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc56df3d04c594a95%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJHnLXe2RBsJqouBfKasD31ryHpo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;My girl has an accent. Not sure how or why. She is saying, &amp;quot;Let&amp;#39;s in park the car.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!&lt;p&gt;To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit &lt;a href="http://www.verizonwireless.com/picture"&gt;www.verizonwireless.com/picture&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime� 6.5 or higher is required. Visit &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/quicktime/download"&gt;www.apple.com/quicktime/download&lt;/a&gt; to download the free player or upgrade your existing QuickTime� Player.  Note: During the download process when asked to choose an installation type (Minimum, Recommended or Custom), select Minimum for faster download.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-114688478438966681?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/114688478438966681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=114688478438966681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/114688478438966681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/114688478438966681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-girl-has-accent.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-6895978378987379777</id><published>2008-10-26T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:06:11.824-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SQS_pOs_L6I/AAAAAAAAAL0/QTqw-CJvFiw/s1600-h/1026081235-771827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SQS_pOs_L6I/AAAAAAAAAL0/QTqw-CJvFiw/s320/1026081235-771827.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261540979717910434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;At Strong Museum&lt;p&gt;This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!&lt;p&gt;To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit &lt;a href="http://www.verizonwireless.com/picture"&gt;www.verizonwireless.com/picture&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime� 6.5 or higher is required. Visit &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/quicktime/download"&gt;www.apple.com/quicktime/download&lt;/a&gt; to download the free player or upgrade your existing QuickTime� Player.  Note: During the download process when asked to choose an installation type (Minimum, Recommended or Custom), select Minimum for faster download.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-6895978378987379777?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/6895978378987379777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=6895978378987379777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6895978378987379777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6895978378987379777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/10/at-strong-museum-this-message-was-sent.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SQS_pOs_L6I/AAAAAAAAAL0/QTqw-CJvFiw/s72-c/1026081235-771827.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-4864133029954517660</id><published>2008-10-07T12:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T15:49:25.140-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>A Great Meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.marcellosristorante.net/pictures/057_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.marcellosristorante.net/pictures/057_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Catching up on email today, I found one arranging for dinner with The Golf Channel at &lt;a href="http://www.marcellosristorante.net/"&gt;Marcello's&lt;/a&gt; in Ridgewood NJ (this all was while in NJ for the Barclays Golf Tournament).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It caught my eye because it was a memorable evening with VERY memorable food.  I had one of the best steak dishes I'd ever had and I'd be remiss if I didn't post it in case any of you ever find yourself anywhere near Ridgewood, NJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the "Marado" - Filet Mignon stuffed with smoked mozzarella, prosciutto&lt;br /&gt;and spinach, portobello mushroom, port wine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am salivating just thinking of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-4864133029954517660?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/4864133029954517660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=4864133029954517660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4864133029954517660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4864133029954517660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-meal.html' title='A Great Meal'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-1329404807500948648</id><published>2008-10-06T14:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T13:44:25.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SOpe9Gn-bWI/AAAAAAAAALs/Mh5uEiMMhaA/s1600-h/downsized_1006081453-784089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SOpe9Gn-bWI/AAAAAAAAALs/Mh5uEiMMhaA/s320/downsized_1006081453-784089.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254116319124417890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Six years today&lt;p&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-1329404807500948648?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/1329404807500948648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=1329404807500948648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1329404807500948648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1329404807500948648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/10/six-years-today-this-message-was-sent.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SOpe9Gn-bWI/AAAAAAAAALs/Mh5uEiMMhaA/s72-c/downsized_1006081453-784089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-5287714099957692877</id><published>2008-09-21T13:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T13:09:47.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="326" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e09f34344dcbbf53" 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Visit &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/quicktime/download"&gt;www.apple.com/quicktime/download&lt;/a&gt; to download the free player or upgrade your existing QuickTime&amp;#174; Player.  Note: During the download process when asked to choose an installation type (Minimum, Recommended or Custom), select Minimum for faster download.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-5287714099957692877?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/5287714099957692877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=5287714099957692877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5287714099957692877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5287714099957692877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-message-was-sent-using-picture-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-8818917996663089607</id><published>2008-08-26T21:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:19:09.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lauren has FINALLY started politely asking for things instead of demanding them.  What was formerly, "I want a Cereal Bar!!", yesterday morning became, "Mommy, may I please have a cereal bar?"... in the sweetest voice.  Imagine my dismay when I did not, in fact, HAVE a cereal bar to give. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Daddy took Lauren to the new Wegs on Calkins. Today when I picked her up from Daycare she said, "Mommy, I want to go to Wegmans and get a cookie."  The marketing genius of this free-cookie per kid idea finally truly hit me.  I believe Lauren will be asking to go to Wegs every day.  And I had half a thought to make it a routine.  Wegs, cookie for Lauren, Brie and Bread for Mommy... sounds like a nice idea to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a note to TRISH:  fun things to do with an 11 month old in Rochester - I recommend the Zoo, always safely fun (there is a creek she can dip her feet in)... the kids go crazy for Strong Museum - especially the mini Wegmans... and a nice walk along the canal at Schoen Place, feeding the ducks, followed with a Ben &amp; Jerry's ice cream, is good too.  Very near Schoen Place is the Pittsford Dairy - I havent' been there this year but Jenny goes often and I believe they have cows in front for the kids to pet.  Good luck, I hope it is a very nice visit for you!  Direct Message me on Twitter if you want to ask more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-8818917996663089607?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/8818917996663089607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=8818917996663089607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8818917996663089607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8818917996663089607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/08/lauren-has-finally-started-politely.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-4140138910799280174</id><published>2008-08-14T20:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T21:02:50.691-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Baby Bumble Bee Song</title><content type='html'>I taught Lauren the &lt;a href="http://bussongs.com/songs/baby_bumble_bee.php"&gt;Baby Bumble Bee song&lt;/a&gt;, and she was singing it quite sweetly.  We tried to get in on video, but then she got very quiet.  So I asked her to sing it loud... here's what we got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="326" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5b52be60cbaa4db4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5b52be60cbaa4db4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329844836%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1011E00D15436E0316D0D71C52DE509D3E0430CA.7FAF3295D619187C7E8AC1E21380155F05F11C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5b52be60cbaa4db4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DV8we_SIbUOSsdY7c0qwUTpHV0xg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="400" height="326" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5b52be60cbaa4db4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329844836%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1011E00D15436E0316D0D71C52DE509D3E0430CA.7FAF3295D619187C7E8AC1E21380155F05F11C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5b52be60cbaa4db4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DV8we_SIbUOSsdY7c0qwUTpHV0xg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says, "Bumble Bee Song!  Won't my Mommy be so proud o me cause I'm throwin up my baby bumble bee.  Won't my Mommy be so proud o me cause I'm throwin up my baby... do it loud. (me: you do it loud).  YOU do it loud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-4140138910799280174?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/4140138910799280174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=4140138910799280174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4140138910799280174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4140138910799280174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/08/fwd.html' title='Baby Bumble Bee Song'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-2704793486206858515</id><published>2008-08-13T22:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:40:37.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just sent this to Jenny.  She finally got me to read Twilight... then I read New Moon... now I'm 10 pages away from finishing Eclipse... and will be running out tomorrow to buy Breaking Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid='clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000' codebase='http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0' width='385' height='500' id='Twilight Widget' align='middle' flashVars=''&gt;  &lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='sameDomain' /&gt; &lt;param name='flashVars' value='' /&gt;  &lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='false' /&gt;  &lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.twilightthemovie.com/ecard_widget/twilight_widget.swf?wid=1218681513' /&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high' /&gt;&lt;param name='bgcolor' value='#000000' /&gt; &lt;embed src='http://www.twilightthemovie.com/ecard_widget/twilight_widget.swf?wid=1218681513' quality='high' bgcolor='#000000' width='385' height='500' name='Twilight Widget' align='middle' allowScriptAccess='sameDomain' allowFullScreen='false' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' /&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-2704793486206858515?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/2704793486206858515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=2704793486206858515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/2704793486206858515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/2704793486206858515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-sent-this-to-jenny.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-8537311915118219382</id><published>2008-08-12T20:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:57:08.397-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lauren learned to sommersault a while ago and loves to do so, she also loves jumping.  So when the Olympic Gymnastics came on, she was enthralled.  She said, "Mommy, she's wearing her babysoup (bathing suit)" - she demanded to have her bathing suit on, then started sommersaulting around.  She copied other movements (arms in the air) and at one point just dropped from standing to sitting position (this was pretty damn funny). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a little nervous that she'd try a no handed cartwheel or something, but she stuck to sommersaults (probably did at least 20). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is certainly time to enroll her in a gymnastics class!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-8537311915118219382?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/8537311915118219382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=8537311915118219382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8537311915118219382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8537311915118219382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/08/lauren-learned-to-sommersault-while-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-4806096414566212691</id><published>2008-08-10T14:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:07:06.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SJ8y-f9G-5I/AAAAAAAAALk/ZJC8CetU4tU/s1600-h/downsized_0810081302-725902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SJ8y-f9G-5I/AAAAAAAAALk/ZJC8CetU4tU/s320/downsized_0810081302-725902.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232957341338893202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Taking a walk down to the river.  Before the bee attack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-4806096414566212691?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/4806096414566212691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=4806096414566212691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4806096414566212691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4806096414566212691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-message-was-sent-using-picture-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SJ8y-f9G-5I/AAAAAAAAALk/ZJC8CetU4tU/s72-c/downsized_0810081302-725902.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-1006985473613765945</id><published>2008-08-05T21:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:21:10.099-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How lame am I, I barely blog anymore - none in July.  Twitter like crazy, but blogging seems to take so much more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June flew by... we announced the &lt;a href="http://www.kodakchallenge.com"&gt;Kodak Challenge&lt;/a&gt; and I went to the Buick Open and the AT&amp;T National golf tournaments.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY ate at a &lt;a href="http://themeltingpot.com"&gt;Melting Pot&lt;/a&gt;, Shruti had urged us to go there while in Chicago 2 years ago, but I insisted on The Cheesecake Factory (before we had one in Rochester).  Well, let me tell you this, the Melting Pot immediately jumped to the #1 spot of "Restaurants that if I were ridiculously rich, I would charter a plane weekly to get to a city with a Melting Pot."  They have one in Buffalo, and Shruti, Jenny, Denise and I went last weekend... they are thinking of opening one in Rochester.  We begged, pleaded, and are about to bombard the guy with email weekly, urging him to open here ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than all that, my little one is at a very fun stage.  She says things like, "OMG" and "Hello Mommy Honey, you want some dinner?"  and "I no like to go to cool [school]" (though I did get her English corrected to say, "I DON'T like to go to cool").  She daily makes requests to visit people, "I want to go to Jenny &amp; Aaron's house".  Definitely a fun stage, except when she doesn't listen (she may grow up with the nickname "Brickwall").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this post has no pictures and is lame, so I'll try to do better next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-1006985473613765945?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/1006985473613765945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=1006985473613765945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1006985473613765945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1006985473613765945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-lame-am-i-i-barely-blog-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-7889698815828825248</id><published>2008-06-10T22:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T22:08:08.551-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lauren has become an all out Mary Poppins addict.  She will actually sit in front of her mini-dvd player and watch the ENTIRE thing (if Daniela only knew what a lifesaver this gift would be when she got it for me while I was on bed rest in the hospital, pregnant with Lauren!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She attempts to say Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, but basically says superalishus, it's a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I never though a non-animated film would hold her attention, I could not have been more wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also managed to pick up on our conversation last week where I said, "he drives me nuts"... next thing you know, "drives me nuts, drives me nuts".  Miss Repeater in action.  Hub got her to say, "Mommy drives me nuts".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-7889698815828825248?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/7889698815828825248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=7889698815828825248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/7889698815828825248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/7889698815828825248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/06/lauren-has-become-all-out-mary-poppins.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-3817119959643387208</id><published>2008-06-08T19:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:48:25.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="326" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fc1a67f7eedda44c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc1a67f7eedda44c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329844836%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D353365541BFBBAF68D6557C501574D57EFCFD346.7C85A60A15430E39CD0C6C011BA44E050E4DA2C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc1a67f7eedda44c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DodAJwXpwhg8ewdwGA84kN7iKYj8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="400" height="326" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc1a67f7eedda44c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329844836%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D353365541BFBBAF68D6557C501574D57EFCFD346.7C85A60A15430E39CD0C6C011BA44E050E4DA2C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc1a67f7eedda44c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DodAJwXpwhg8ewdwGA84kN7iKYj8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;LLC spelling her name&lt;p&gt;This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!&lt;p&gt;To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit &lt;a href="http://www.verizonwireless.com/picture"&gt;www.verizonwireless.com/picture&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime� 6.5 or higher is required. 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Note: During the download process when asked to choose an installation type (Minimum, Recommended or Custom), select Minimum for faster download.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-3817119959643387208?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/3817119959643387208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=3817119959643387208' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/3817119959643387208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/3817119959643387208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/06/llc-spelling-her-name-this-message-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-4984949765404795536</id><published>2008-05-18T22:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:12:20.480-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>I wanna have...</title><content type='html'>The other afternoon, in the car after picking Lauren up from daycare, she started saying what sounded exactly like, "I want s e x, Mommy.  I wannna have s e x".  I almost passed out, until I realized she was talking about her favorite little fruit snacks - "I want snacks, Mommy.  I wanna have snacks!"  She's a repeater too (aren't all 2 year olds?), so she kept saying it over and over. Then I found it to be quite funny.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QiKqkdEikl8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QiKqkdEikl8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, when she was asking again, I said, "no, Lauren, no snacks, you're going to have breakfast at school."  To which, Hubby said, "It's ok Lauren, Daddy doesn't get snacks either."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he HILARIOUS. NOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-4984949765404795536?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/4984949765404795536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=4984949765404795536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4984949765404795536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4984949765404795536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-wanna-have.html' title='I wanna have...'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-8879238809752376806</id><published>2008-04-18T15:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T15:44:39.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>new Glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tostina/2423887166/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2131/2423887166_cc47cc447d_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tostina/2423887166/"&gt;new Glasses&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tostina/"&gt;tostina&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lauren's new glasses - Disney.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-8879238809752376806?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/8879238809752376806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=8879238809752376806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8879238809752376806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8879238809752376806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-glasses.html' title='new Glasses'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2131/2423887166_cc47cc447d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-5616350623006330262</id><published>2008-04-13T21:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:54:25.046-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golf'/><title type='text'>Go Tiger Woods!</title><content type='html'>Now that Lauren is at that stage where she repeats almost anything, I had some fun today getting her to cheer for Tiger Woods during the Masters golf tournament.  She is saying, "go Tiger Woods, go Tiger Woods, get a birdie, get a birdie, get a hole in one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DuiIbl_2-m0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DuiIbl_2-m0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still working on, "whatchyou talking bout Willis?" and "may the Schwartz be with you".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-5616350623006330262?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/5616350623006330262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=5616350623006330262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5616350623006330262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5616350623006330262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/04/go-tiger-woods.html' title='Go Tiger Woods!'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-7781135764221893069</id><published>2008-04-13T12:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T12:53:00.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content.costco.com/Images/Content/Product/166749L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://content.costco.com/Images/Content/Product/166749L.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, as I search for a playset for Lauren for the backyard, I'm starting to see what rich people can do with all that money - this castle is $7400!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't want to sound like a bitter, self-righteous middle class person, but seriously, if you spend $7400 on a castle for your 3 year old, you should question your morality.  OK, so you're not killing anyone or cheating on your wife or anything, but when there is so much famine and struggle in this world, it just doesn't seem right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you build it yourself, and it costs a couple grand in supplies, that's different.  Then it teaches your kids more than just "Mommy &amp; Daddy can buy me whatever I want".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, off my soapbox now.  will continue to look for a playset that does not cost a few months' salary (or even a week's salary for that matter)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-7781135764221893069?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/7781135764221893069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=7781135764221893069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/7781135764221893069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/7781135764221893069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-as-i-search-for-playset-for-lauren.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-2120607112414033378</id><published>2008-04-03T10:03:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T10:43:57.642-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adam scott'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golf'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pgatour.com/video/?/video/pga-tour/features/2008/03/31/feat_psa_voices_scott_tp80266.pgatour"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R_Tlt2YUDUI/AAAAAAAAAKg/oZJj4NYGA_I/s400/adamPSA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185021646864649538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite golfer, Adam Scott, defends his title starting today at the Shell Houston Open.  As of this moment, he is in the lead with three birdies through five holes (if you don't know alot about golf, just know this - that's REALLY GOOD!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also did this &lt;a href="http://www.pgatour.com/video/?/video/pga-tour/features/2008/03/31/feat_psa_voices_scott_tp80266.pgatour"&gt;PSA&lt;/a&gt; comparing surfing to golf.  Adam Scott in a wetsuit is not a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I think there is a missed marketing opportunity within golf right now.  There are many rather good looking guys on the Tour and while &lt;a href="http://www.fhmonline.com/girls_girls_of_fhm_article.asp?cnl_id=0&amp;stn_id=0&amp;idx_id=837&amp;gofp_slot=4#"&gt;Natalie Gulbis&lt;/a&gt; "gets it" over on the LPGA, I'm still waiting for the "Hot Men of the PGA" calendar to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fhmonline.com/girls_girls_of_fhm_article.asp?cnl_id=0&amp;stn_id=0&amp;idx_id=837&amp;gofp_slot=4#"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R_TqsGYUDVI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4_3FXst0ouM/s400/natalie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185027114358017362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-2120607112414033378?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/2120607112414033378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=2120607112414033378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/2120607112414033378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/2120607112414033378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-favorite-golfer-adam-scott-defends.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R_Tlt2YUDUI/AAAAAAAAAKg/oZJj4NYGA_I/s72-c/adamPSA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-6386570097406516692</id><published>2008-03-31T22:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:45:57.238-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><title type='text'>Orange Monkey Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R_GgSGYUDSI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/NK8EbBGx2HY/s1600-h/orange_monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R_GgSGYUDSI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/NK8EbBGx2HY/s400/orange_monkey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184100878890831138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As Jenny pointed out on Sunday at Sprague's Maple farm, while we were eating pancakes with fresh maple syrup, fresh maple syrup is more expensive than oil, and we probably ate over $30 worth of the stuff that morning.  Yummy delicious amber goodness, but not cost effective as an alternate fuel source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also doing my best to raise Lauren as a goofball.  I think she has inherited my silly side.  Daddy is not very silly, but then again, he did show up at Jenny's halloween party one year wearing spandex leopard print pants and a mask (and some strategically places socks).  So he's definitely got a silly side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-6386570097406516692?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/6386570097406516692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=6386570097406516692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6386570097406516692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6386570097406516692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/03/orange-monkey-face.html' title='Orange Monkey Face'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R_GgSGYUDSI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/NK8EbBGx2HY/s72-c/orange_monkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-8349751101485928721</id><published>2008-03-28T22:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T22:15:04.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Added my twitter stuff over on the right, so maybe my blog won't be so lamely out of date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-8349751101485928721?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/8349751101485928721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=8349751101485928721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8349751101485928721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8349751101485928721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/03/added-my-twitter-stuff-over-on-right-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-5217219415734172441</id><published>2008-03-28T21:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T22:07:33.071-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lemme see... quick updates... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOLF GEEK - becoming a golf geek as I work on the PGA Partnership team... went to Miami for one day of the CA golf tournament last week... sweet ocean breezes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R-2i_mYUDRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6U3QbiKBqgg/s400/littlePicker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182977959691291922" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LITTLE PICKER - when I went to get Little L out of her crib this morning, she had picked the little hemangioma (booty mark) over her eyebrow and there was dark red blood smeared across her entire eyelid and on her hand.  It looked like she had started to make herself up as a clown.  Mommy almost fainted, she wasn't fazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG - then, on the way to daycare, as we drove by an accident with a car off the road, she exclaimed, "oh my goodness!  oh my goodness!". She is funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-5217219415734172441?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/5217219415734172441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=5217219415734172441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5217219415734172441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5217219415734172441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/03/lemme-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R-2i_mYUDRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6U3QbiKBqgg/s72-c/littlePicker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-4710229582328753233</id><published>2008-03-15T23:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T23:04:49.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tostina/2335834623/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2228/2335834623_f3d4fa75f8_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tostina/2335834623/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tostina/"&gt;tostina&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Took Lauren to Portrait Simple tonight to pose with a bunny.  She was actually pretty scared of the bunny, clinging to me like it was an alligator or something.  But we did get some seriously adorable pictures.  I put them up on my Gallery page too - http://www.kodakgallery.com/tina&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-4710229582328753233?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/4710229582328753233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=4710229582328753233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4710229582328753233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4710229582328753233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/03/photo-shoot.html' title='Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2228/2335834623_f3d4fa75f8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-5630376811274969377</id><published>2008-03-12T10:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T10:17:59.328-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT me</title><content type='html'>So even though we have the same name, and she also likes Mika, and she also uses a Mac (I heart Mac), and she loves &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0102798/"&gt;Robin Hood - Prince of Thieves&lt;/a&gt; and I like &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0107977/"&gt;Robin Hood - Men in Tights&lt;/a&gt;, this is NOT me:  &lt;a href="http://www.tinamclark.com"&gt;http://www.tinamclark.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-5630376811274969377?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/5630376811274969377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=5630376811274969377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5630376811274969377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5630376811274969377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-me.html' title='NOT me'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-977132413272028508</id><published>2008-03-11T23:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T10:20:48.540-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><title type='text'>Delayed no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uFEHmJvYMbk&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uFEHmJvYMbk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren gave us a scare last week with a 103 temperature.  Looks like she had the one day flu I had the week before, but she was feeling mostly better by Friday.  On Friday, she had her 2 year developmental follow up appt.  They track preemies for research purposes.  They had her do various tests, like stack blocks, point to a dolly's various parts, find hidden toys, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was still pretty subdued, so she barely said a word, but she warmed up to the tests.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the session, the doctor came to tell me that in the 8 years he had been doing these tests, you could count on one hand the number of kids doing as well as Lauren.  I about burst in to tears.  It's just such a relief to know that given such a rough start that Lauren is doing so wonderful.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are truly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tonight I come home and she and Daddy both have has pants on her head as hats - her idea.  Will her genius be used for good, bad, or ridiculous.  You decide.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh, and just to be clear, the doctors did not imply that Lauren was a genius, just very caught up developmentally.  But hey, that's a parent's job to assume their kid is a genius =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the video shows what Lauren did NOT do for the researcher,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-977132413272028508?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/977132413272028508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=977132413272028508' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/977132413272028508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/977132413272028508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/03/delayed-no-more.html' title='Delayed no more'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-3904933227186574163</id><published>2008-03-03T21:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T22:07:29.970-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hrishik'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Movie selection ran the full spectrum this weekend.  Friday night we FINALLY watched Superbad, which was supergood.  Wrong.  Hilariously wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last night, Shruti took us to see a Bollywood film - &lt;a href="http://www.jodhaaakbar.com/"&gt;Jodhaa Akbar&lt;/a&gt;.  It was in Hindi with English subtitles and was over 3 hours long, which flew by, because it was fantastic.  It had a great story and was visually beautiful... and then there were the stars, Hrishik Roshan and Aishwarya Rai, who were both also visually beautiful.  I'd have to vote Hrishik as having the 2nd most beautiful green eyes I've ever seen (Hubby has the first). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, added all his other movies to my Netflix Queue!  Hrishik Roshan film festival, coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jodhaaakbar.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.jodhaaakbar.com/stills/still5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-3904933227186574163?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/3904933227186574163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=3904933227186574163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/3904933227186574163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/3904933227186574163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-movie-selection-ran-full-spectrum.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-5112976060371044497</id><published>2008-02-27T22:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T23:12:12.411-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ladybugs'/><title type='text'>Fire Insurance for Ladybugs</title><content type='html'>Since she was little, I've sung the first verse of the "Ladybug Picnic" song to Lauren - not remembering all the words from my early days planted in front of the tv watching Sesame Street...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I realized, HELLO, this is 2008, EVERYTHING is on YouTube, EVERYTHING!!  Sure enough, I found it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Lauren is obsessed.  Every night, grabs my hand and pulls me to the computer, "adybug icnic Mommy, adybug icnic". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dlp1w-6XPHU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dlp1w-6XPHU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know ALL the words only TOO well now and can rattle off the entire song when needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you can just imaging how excited she gets when we actually find a LIVE ladybug in our house (because, apparently, they are making babies in my walls or something... something I choose not to think too hard about and am only thankful to GOD that it is ladybugs and not bees... for if it were bees, I'd be moving out... "Honey, I'll be at the Hyatt, let me know when our bed is set up at whatever new house you buy in the next 3 days.")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-5112976060371044497?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/5112976060371044497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=5112976060371044497' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5112976060371044497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5112976060371044497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/02/fire-insurance-for-ladybugs.html' title='Fire Insurance for Ladybugs'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-4188602618601347198</id><published>2008-02-21T22:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T23:39:14.356-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>American Idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.americanidol.com/contestants/season7/david_archuleta/"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.americanidol.com/media/contestants/season7/thumbs/david_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, hubby and I have a new tradition.  At the start of each season of &lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com/contestants/season7/"&gt;American Idol&lt;/a&gt;, we each pick twelve people.  At the end, whoever has the winner on their list wins a week of fancy, home made dinners. (Yes, this gives away the fact that we are not good about making dinner).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby won last year - BARELY.  Jordin was the last person standing on his list for many weeks.  So even though he won, I correctly assessed the most talented top 6 or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year he is as SMUG as ever.  First pick for him - David Archuleta.  He also has Sayesha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pinning alot of my hopes on Michael Johns and Ramiele Malubay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.americanidol.com/contestants/season7/ramiele_malubay/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" align="left" src="http://www.americanidol.com/media/contestants/season7/thumbs/ramiele.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can't remember who else has who, but I do know that 3 of the 4 voted off in the first week were mine.  It's ok.  Ramiele will save me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-4188602618601347198?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/4188602618601347198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=4188602618601347198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4188602618601347198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4188602618601347198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/02/american-idol.html' title='American Idol'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-4129714324624210719</id><published>2008-01-30T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T17:23:01.871-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><title type='text'>Birthday Video</title><content type='html'>Jenny created this video montage from Lauren's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren officially LOVES cake and LOVES birthdays!  Between the pink piano from Jenny &amp; Aaron (HOW FREAKIN CUTE IS THAT?!!) and the music class at &lt;a href="http://www.hochstein.org/programs.htm"&gt;Hochstein&lt;/a&gt; she starts next week (Music for Tiny Tots), by this time next year she will be my Mini-Mozart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0uY7FN3ajaI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0uY7FN3ajaI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-4129714324624210719?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/4129714324624210719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=4129714324624210719' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4129714324624210719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4129714324624210719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/01/birthday-video.html' title='Birthday Video'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-8548225899464627310</id><published>2008-01-29T14:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:28:01.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Lauren!</title><content type='html'>Dear Lauren,&lt;br /&gt;You turn two today.  It is hard to believe that two years ago you were struggling for life (and Mommy too) and today you are full of life - intelligent, beautiful, funny, creative, and entertaining.  It is amazing how you've grown, and how long it has taken for your hair to grow ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Daddy love you so much, sometimes it is overwhelming how much, I just want to hug you and never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been so fun, watching you learn so many new things and start to be able to communicate.  I know this next year will be amazing too, but I don't want it to go too fast my little peanut butter cup. I treasure every moment with you while you are too little to talk back and to ask for money and the car keys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only sadness is that your Grandma, my Mommy, is not here to share all this (though I am sure she is watching) - you are very much like her, very thoughtful and very silly.  She would eat you up like a piece of pie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Happy Birthday my little babe, and as my Mommy said to me and you may say to your little girl someday, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma loves you! xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R5_oZM5FUCI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GAl2xQi5-PQ/s1600-h/LaurenTo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R5_oZM5FUCI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GAl2xQi5-PQ/s400/LaurenTo2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161099217644900386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/tina/main/lauren_grows_a_compilation_album_from?"&gt;More pix at my Gallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-8548225899464627310?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/8548225899464627310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=8548225899464627310' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8548225899464627310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8548225899464627310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-lauren.html' title='Happy Birthday Lauren!'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R5_oZM5FUCI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GAl2xQi5-PQ/s72-c/LaurenTo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-4220999910419539075</id><published>2008-01-28T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:32:32.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pgatour.com/2008/r/01/27/scott.ap/index.html"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i.cdn.turner.com/pgatour/2008/r/01/27/scott.ap/qutar.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite pro golfer, Adam Scott (ok, yes, he's my favorite because he's cute) won the Qatar Masters yesterday by shooting a 61!  But I am most amused by the GIANT trophy that is about as big as he is - a giant clamshell where the golf ball is the pearl.  Clever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-4220999910419539075?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/4220999910419539075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=4220999910419539075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4220999910419539075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4220999910419539075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-favorite-pro-golfer-adam-scott-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-8329484764666746249</id><published>2008-01-21T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:57:00.588-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Vegas, baby!!  19!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vegas.com/gaming/gaming_tips/roulette.html"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R5JAeNzfXfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VLSLF8EDqVM/s320/roulette.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157255411138518514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So this year has started off as a whirlwind of travel, first to Vegas for CES, then to Orlando for a PGA Golf show... and great stories from each trip.  Here's the first one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to Vegas, the security guy at the airport told my coworker, "Vegas? 19, trust me!"... so even though I figured the guy said that to everyone, my Vegas Superstition kicked in and I urged Terry to get to the &lt;a href="http://www.vegas.com/gaming/gaming_tips/roulette.html"&gt;roulette&lt;/a&gt; table (not that he needed urging, he had every intention of playing 19!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was our last night, a bunch of us are at Caesar's... he puts $10 on 19 and $10 on red.  As Jenny, Brie and I stood and watched, "tink, tink, tink", the ball landed in 19.  We were in shock, he hit on the first bet!!  He won a good chunk of change (the straight up bet payed 35 to 1) and then let us gamble some too.  Jenny stood in her "lucky spot" at the other end of the table willing the ball to go to the right number - and it worked! I won on at least six spins in a row... won straight up three times, and then won a few combination bets (I was spreading my bets around more though, so I didn't win as much).   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only joy better than gambling with someone else's money is winning with someone else's money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you, I've only been lucky at gambling one other time in my life (and mind you, I am in Vegas 1-2 times a year as I have family there), so I was in SHOCK.  And Jenny was the voice of reason, she'd mouth, "CASH OUT! CASH OUT!"... so before our luck could turn, we cashed out up quite a bit.  It was exhilarating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm due for another winning streak like that for another 20 years!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-8329484764666746249?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/8329484764666746249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=8329484764666746249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8329484764666746249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8329484764666746249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/01/vegas-baby-19.html' title='Vegas, baby!!  19!!'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R5JAeNzfXfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VLSLF8EDqVM/s72-c/roulette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-6536220234626488786</id><published>2008-01-19T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T13:31:36.784-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><title type='text'>TEE NA!!</title><content type='html'>Somewhere along the way, Lauren picked up on the fact that my name is "Tina" and decided to address me this way. I always reply with the correction, "Mommy", so she knows it doesn't thrill me... so now she does it to get my goat... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I finally captured it on video... Jenny says it looks like "Lauren TV"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the video she even gives a very stern look - one I must give her when she calls me "Tina"... the things kids pick up is scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FLSD32aKSn4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FLSD32aKSn4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-6536220234626488786?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/6536220234626488786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=6536220234626488786' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6536220234626488786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6536220234626488786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/01/tee-na.html' title='TEE NA!!'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-5066831466102511286</id><published>2008-01-18T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T00:52:21.430-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Now I don't really know my ABCs</title><content type='html'>All that crap about blogging more and making lists and I've still been horrible about both.  Today I am actually in Orlando for the PGA golf show for work.  Met Omarosa and she is so nice.  Can't say I'm shocked because I know that they edit the crap out of TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren turns two in a couple weeks, the girl is cracks me up.  I finally captured video of her singing her ABC's (somewhat) but gets stuck in a loop at the end - qrstuvwy tuv wx tuv wx tuv (and so on)...  This particular time, I thought she was going to go on forever, but then she noticed the camera and asked, "I see Lauren Clark?" which she says when she wants to see pics of herself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YQmldoAspEk"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YQmldoAspEk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-5066831466102511286?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/5066831466102511286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=5066831466102511286' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5066831466102511286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5066831466102511286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/01/now-i-dont-really-know-my-abcs.html' title='Now I don&apos;t really know my ABCs'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-2556608176482541075</id><published>2008-01-02T20:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:29:46.883-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sephora.com/browse/product.jhtml?id=P5911&amp;categoryId=B70"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R3xJP9zfXdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MFNe0-RDcPA/s400/sud.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151072612442398162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we have a Sephora nearby, hub has a no fail spot where he can shop for me (between Sephora and Parkleigh, he really can't go wrong), so one of my Christmas gifts was &lt;a href="http://www.sephora.com/browse/product.jhtml?id=P5911&amp;categoryId=B70"&gt;Comptoir Sud Pacifique Vanille Abricot&lt;/a&gt; perfume. Yum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.drugstore.com/products/prod.asp?pid=87522&amp;catid=98580&amp;cmbProdBrandFilter=40204&amp;trx=GFI-0-BCRP-72739&amp;trxp1=98580&amp;trxp2=87522&amp;trxp3=1&amp;trxp4=1&amp;btrx=BUY-GFI-0-BCRP-72739"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px;" src="http://a1468.g.akamai.net/f/1468/580/1d/pics.Drugstore.com/prodimg/87522/200.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of Sephora, my sis had requested "the stuff to make your eyebrows thicker".  At Sephora, that's Anastasia's NuBrow - but at $35, both sis and I thought that was a little ridiculous.  But then I read on a discussion board about &lt;a href="http://www.drugstore.com/products/prod.asp?pid=87522&amp;catid=98580&amp;cmbProdBrandFilter=40204&amp;trx=GFI-0-BCRP-72739&amp;trxp1=98580&amp;trxp2=87522&amp;trxp3=1&amp;trxp4=1&amp;btrx=BUY-GFI-0-BCRP-72739"&gt;Ardell Brow &amp; Lash Accelerator Treatment Gel&lt;/a&gt; - for less than $4 bucks!!  Needless to say, I ordered it for her and me (haven't gotten it yet)!  Hoping that the little bare patch on my left eyebrow grows back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R3xVVdzfXeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/92W-F0mYcrc/s1600-h/Photo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R3xVVdzfXeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/92W-F0mYcrc/s320/Photo4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151085901071212002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-2556608176482541075?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/2556608176482541075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=2556608176482541075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/2556608176482541075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/2556608176482541075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/01/now-that-we-have-sephora-nearby-hub-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R3xJP9zfXdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MFNe0-RDcPA/s72-c/sud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-6426056150674604511</id><published>2008-01-01T00:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T20:04:53.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R3nN89zfXcI/AAAAAAAAAJg/5A3A6DRjXEE/s1600-h/1231071802-714926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R3nN89zfXcI/AAAAAAAAAJg/5A3A6DRjXEE/s320/1231071802-714926.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150374096141245890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-6426056150674604511?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/6426056150674604511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=6426056150674604511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6426056150674604511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6426056150674604511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-this-message-was-sent.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R3nN89zfXcI/AAAAAAAAAJg/5A3A6DRjXEE/s72-c/1231071802-714926.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-7236038408366850299</id><published>2007-12-28T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T01:09:02.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Magic of Writing it Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?r=1&amp;z=y&amp;endeca=1&amp;isbn=1416534695&amp;itm=9&amp;afsrc=1"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px;" src="http://a366.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/124/m_08c6ab75ec7679173f2068fcbd0de4dd.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While driving around last weekend doing some last minute shopping, I heard a &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/blogs/talk/2007/12/twas_the_day_before_christmas_1.html"&gt;story on NPR&lt;/a&gt; about making lists.  It featured Sasha Cagen, who has written, &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?r=1&amp;z=y&amp;endeca=1&amp;isbn=1416534695&amp;itm=9&amp;afsrc=1"&gt;To-Do List: From Buying Milk to Finding a Soulmate, What Our Lists Reveal About Us&lt;/a&gt; (based on her &lt;a href="http://www.todolistblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;To-Do List blog&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ljcfyi.com"&gt;Jenny&lt;/a&gt; does this alot (writes lists but not about finding her soul mate - she found him years ago!).  She writes lists in her hipster-pda -&gt; gifts given, gifts received, movies to see, appointments, etc.  She also collects "found" grocery lists, which I never realized could be so fascinating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom used to write lists alot - mostly little quick notes on tiny pieces of paper.  I saved many of these notes, I love looking back and imagining what she was thinking.  One of particular note, she carried around with her a list of animal baby names  - kangaroo - joey, skunk - kit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done lists in fits and spurts, but in '08, I'm going to be all about the lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to start with lists of major things to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- plan (and make) meals&lt;br /&gt;- finalize the decor of Lauren's room&lt;br /&gt;- donate 50% of my wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;- use reusable bags more often than not&lt;br /&gt;- eat more vegetables&lt;br /&gt;- clean the basement&lt;br /&gt;- blog more&lt;br /&gt;- write lists&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-7236038408366850299?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/7236038408366850299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=7236038408366850299' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/7236038408366850299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/7236038408366850299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/12/magic-of-writing-it-down.html' title='The Magic of Writing it Down'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-6974835644581276059</id><published>2007-12-27T12:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T14:12:50.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, this one was a little rough.  I won't go in to it because I will sound too much like Debby Downer. Suffice it to say - illness was the name of the game for many people (shingles, bleeding ulcer, bad colds... and one passing... my Step-Grandmother).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little L had a blast though and dug her new retro kitchen.  She sang Jingle Bells alot - or at least this much of it - "jingle bells, jingle bells... HEY", though it sounded a little like, "Stinky butt, stinky butt...   HEY!".  And she also learned a little bit of the Miser songs - or at least this much of them - "I'm mister, I'm mister, I'm mister".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though she says most of her words very clearly, she's definitely at the stage where Mommy has to interpret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and she's been counting to 10 and saying "later alligator".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want her to stay little and cute forever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ekAOxz7MRs&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ekAOxz7MRs&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-6974835644581276059?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/6974835644581276059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=6974835644581276059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6974835644581276059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/6974835644581276059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/12/well-this-one-was-little-rough.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-5216593528374516184</id><published>2007-12-24T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T00:22:11.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R3CTN9zfXbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/oLK5-7knN3Q/s1600-h/card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R3CTN9zfXbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/oLK5-7knN3Q/s400/card.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147776242222587314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-5216593528374516184?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/5216593528374516184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=5216593528374516184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5216593528374516184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5216593528374516184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R3CTN9zfXbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/oLK5-7knN3Q/s72-c/card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-8130891948507955408</id><published>2007-12-17T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T01:13:56.335-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santa'/><title type='text'>Visit with Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R2YIhdzfXaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/DDNTRJ3v2BE/s1600-h/laurenwithsanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R2YIhdzfXaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/DDNTRJ3v2BE/s400/laurenwithsanta.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144808995346668962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saw Santa this weekend.  She didn't freak out, but she wasn't thrilled either.  She didn't manage to tell him that baby wants a new pair of shoes.  She just looked a bit petrified and said, "Mommy?  Mommy?" as I tried to snap a pic with my cellphone because I didn't have my camera with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Santa" did, however, get her a new pair of shoes.  Turns out she needed a size and a half bigger than what she was wearing.  As the sales clerk was trying on a new pair, she commented that Lauren was "curling her toes because her other shoes were so small." Nice.  So I replied, "Thank You.  Would you also like to point out that her ears are dirty and her nails need clipping?  OK, SO I'M A CRAPPY MOM - but I'm awesome where it really counts - like loving her and teaching her new things - BeeAtch!"* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I didn't really say this.  I just looked away in embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got bebe a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.striderite.com/shopping/product/detailmain.jsp?itemID=1431&amp;itemType=PRODUCT&amp;iMainCat=4&amp;iSubCat=144&amp;iProductID=1431&amp;sColor=270"&gt;boots&lt;/a&gt; too.  They were on sale (so were the shoes) and were too cute to pass up.  Both pairs were on sale in the store, but not on sale online.  I hate when they do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.striderite.com/shopping/product/detailmain.jsp?itemID=1431&amp;itemType=PRODUCT&amp;iMainCat=4&amp;iSubCat=144&amp;iProductID=1431&amp;sColor=270"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px;" src="http://www.striderite.com/images/us/local/products/thumb/109791_270.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-8130891948507955408?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/8130891948507955408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=8130891948507955408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8130891948507955408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8130891948507955408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/12/visit-with-santa.html' title='Visit with Santa'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R2YIhdzfXaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/DDNTRJ3v2BE/s72-c/laurenwithsanta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-156542331487098434</id><published>2007-12-15T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T00:39:11.819-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Just Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.allmoviephoto.com/photo/2005_Just_Friends_photo.html"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://images.allmoviephoto.com/2005_Just_Friends/2005_just_friends_007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I'm checking out the latest sales online, I am also watching &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0433400/"&gt;Just Friends&lt;/a&gt; on tv.  I was 5 months pregnant and confined to bedrest when this movie came out in theaters (in nov 2005), so I don't really remember it then, but I've seen it on cable many times now and it is one of my favorites.  I love the use of comedic screaming throughout the movie.  Ryan Reynolds is hilarous, along with Anna Farris, Chris Klein and Chris Marquette who plays the younger brother who's constantly having slapping matches with Ryan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In looking for some video, I found that Chris Marquette's next movie is &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0489049/"&gt;Fanboys&lt;/a&gt; - about "Star Wars" fans who travel to Skywalker Ranch to steal an early copy of "Episode I: The Phantom Menace" for their dying friend.  Seth Rogan is in it too.  It looks pretty funny and I think I know a few Star Wars nuts who are likely looking forward to seeing this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you need some laughs, I found a youtube video with some of the funniest moments from Just Friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PHPrxdia0-s&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PHPrxdia0-s&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-156542331487098434?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/156542331487098434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=156542331487098434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/156542331487098434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/156542331487098434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-friends.html' title='Just Friends'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-8580885291112917768</id><published>2007-12-14T01:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T02:23:46.088-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink kitchen'/><title type='text'>What a Girl Wants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.costco.com/Browse/Product.aspx?Prodid=11135553&amp;whse=BC&amp;topnav=&amp;browse="&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://content.costco.com/Images/Content/Product/103317.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, ordered this &lt;a href="http://www.costco.com/Browse/Product.aspx?Prodid=11135553&amp;whse=BC&amp;topnav=&amp;browse="&gt;KidKraft Pink Retro Kitchen&lt;/a&gt; for Lauren.  I think it might possibly be the cutest non-human, non-animal (stuffed or real) thing that I've ever seen.  Even if she doesn't love it (though I'm sure she will), I will enjoy looking at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered it from &lt;a href="http://www.costco.com/Browse/Product.aspx?Prodid=11135553&amp;whse=BC&amp;topnav=&amp;browse="&gt;Costco.com&lt;/a&gt; - it was $179 including s&amp;h (+tax and a 5% non-member fee) - pretty awesome since I saw the exact one on another site for $249 plus $43 shipping!! And similar ones from Pottery Barn Kids are also crazy expensive.  I am just praying that I don't get a "sorry, we're actually out of stock on that" email, which will then ruin Christmas - because an almost 2 year old is SOOO aware of gifts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am being sarcastic of course, because at this point I could wrap up her shoes (yes, the ones she's been wearing for months), some of our pots and pans, and the sleeve to the Shrek DVD and she'd be the happiest little camper ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-8580885291112917768?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/8580885291112917768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=8580885291112917768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8580885291112917768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8580885291112917768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-girl-wants.html' title='What a Girl Wants'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-4592533270332936866</id><published>2007-12-11T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:21:10.725-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elf'/><title type='text'>Elfed Lauren</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1yzC1UgwlI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1SsmA9zPGuE/s1600-h/laurenElf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1yzC1UgwlI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1SsmA9zPGuE/s200/laurenElf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142181735804486226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1yyblUgwkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PhQsQbNZJH4/s1600-h/laurenElf2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1yyblUgwkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PhQsQbNZJH4/s200/laurenElf2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142181061494620738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While playing on my in-laws laptop over the new wireless I had just set up, I got an email from my brother with his "elfed" family, so I &lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1271213298"&gt;elfed Lauren&lt;/a&gt;.  This pic had her head just the perfect size - she makes a darn good elf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-4592533270332936866?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/4592533270332936866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=4592533270332936866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4592533270332936866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4592533270332936866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/12/elfed-lauren.html' title='Elfed Lauren'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1yzC1UgwlI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1SsmA9zPGuE/s72-c/laurenElf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-421352268574790019</id><published>2007-12-09T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T18:34:26.325-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the villages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1xxMFUgwjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/8rQkbS7E6z0/s1600-h/bellydancers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1xxMFUgwjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/8rQkbS7E6z0/s200/bellydancers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142109326950842930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still in Florida - at &lt;a href="http://vccdd.org/"&gt;The Villages&lt;/a&gt; - a golfer's dream retirement city.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1xxEVUgwiI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xos0TablAS0/s1600-h/pompoms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1xxEVUgwiI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xos0TablAS0/s200/pompoms.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142109193806856738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to The Christmas Parade yesterday - drove over in the golf cart, which Lauren loved as much as I do (they are so damn fun!).  The parade consisted mainly of golf carts and many of the various clubs they have here - including the Belly Dancer club and the Village Cheerleaders! The retirees here are not usually sitting around watching tv, they do more in a day than most people do in a week. Lauren loved the parade, she waved and waved and waved.  She would make a good parade marshall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got her the little piggy backpack / leash for the trip (I used to think leashes on kids was cruel, then I realized how fast they can run away from you in a crowded place) - it is wonderful.  She loves having it on - I say, "let's put your piggie on" and she puts her arms out.  She would be Gone, Baby, Gone without it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1xtXlUgwhI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8ovQRzHNbhY/s1600-h/103_0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1xtXlUgwhI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8ovQRzHNbhY/s200/103_0166.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142105126472827410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've gone to a few stores here - Walmart, Target, TJ Maxx - I can't get over how nice, neat and organized they all are.  Even Walmart was enjoyable - and they had the CUTEST line of organic baby clothes (George baby), but only in itty bitty baby sizes (including preemie, which reminded me that Lauren was once too tiny even for that size - which now is hard to believe she was so SMALL!!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandparents are just reveling in Lauren - and her in them.  It will be hard to leave. Luckily they will be up for Christmas this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather here is gorgeous, actually "hot" - low 80's each day.  But we will be happy to have a white Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-421352268574790019?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/421352268574790019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=421352268574790019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/421352268574790019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/421352268574790019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/12/still-in-florida-at-villages-golfers.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1xxMFUgwjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/8rQkbS7E6z0/s72-c/bellydancers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-1109371560808143911</id><published>2007-12-08T19:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T19:44:10.296-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Off we go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1s3blUgwfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0O9-_uPJFp0/s1600-h/1206071713-702477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1s3blUgwfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0O9-_uPJFp0/s320/1206071713-702477.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141764346587693554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We made it to Florida.  Lauren did very well on her first plane trip, though she did very much try to kick the seat in front of us (which was actually first class), so we had to hold her legs down a bit, but other than that, she did very well.  Watched some Shrek, pushed the radio buttons, no ear problems, all good.  She didn't sleep at all though and was awake until midnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-1109371560808143911?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/1109371560808143911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=1109371560808143911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1109371560808143911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1109371560808143911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-message-was-sent-using-pix-flix.html' title='Off we go!'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1s3blUgwfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0O9-_uPJFp0/s72-c/1206071713-702477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-8426218152790196212</id><published>2007-12-08T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T19:41:31.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hug, Mommy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1s4aVUgwgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/GRgo2z5EXQA/s1600-h/103_0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1s4aVUgwgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/GRgo2z5EXQA/s200/103_0159.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141765424624484866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The little one has been quite the handful.  Her new thing is to kick or hit at me, then immediately ask, "hug, Mommy? hug, Mommy?" (she's very actively requests hugs these days).  It's pretty slick of her, I mean how can I stay mad that she just cracked my kneecap with her size 5 stride rites when she's asking me for a hug?  I am trying to teach her that she doesn't have to pop me one to get a hug, but I think she knows it and just finds it all entertaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-8426218152790196212?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/8426218152790196212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=8426218152790196212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8426218152790196212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8426218152790196212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/12/hug-mommy.html' title='Hug, Mommy?'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R1s4aVUgwgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/GRgo2z5EXQA/s72-c/103_0159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-8702188462384531282</id><published>2007-12-02T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T00:44:04.672-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flying'/><title type='text'>Off We Go</title><content type='html'>Thursday we fly to Florida.  First time flying for Lauren.  I have been soliciting  and looking up advice.  I found this piece of &lt;a href="http://www.flyingwithkids.com/travel_tips.htm"&gt;advice&lt;/a&gt; very amusing: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wear spunky clothes and dark glasses so that other passengers think you are someone famous enjoying quality time with your kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, even if I were on a flight with Julia Roberts and Hazel was kicking my seat, I'd still be highly annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, lots of other good advice - like lollipops, crayons, portable dvd (we MUST have Shrek), colorful band aids, valium (for me, not Lauren)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got the tickets, Lauren was a couple months younger, we didn't get her a seat, figured she'd be fine on our laps... in this short span she has become more defiant, more vocal, doing that "I will straighten out and stiffen up like a board so you cannot strap me in to my carseat" thing... so we got scared... and bought her a seat... but we are still scared.  I may need to be medicated, since Daddy won't let me give Little L Benadryl for no good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More advice is welcome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-8702188462384531282?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/8702188462384531282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=8702188462384531282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8702188462384531282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/8702188462384531282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/12/off-we-go.html' title='Off We Go'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-1631048559736986642</id><published>2007-11-28T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T22:56:02.464-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>PMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R041nrvIehI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XASWcRLFFM8/s320/pms.jpg" alt="" height=160 width=220 id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138103180747897362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;  +&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bjs.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R042aLvIeiI/AAAAAAAAAII/lpD2m296zr8/s200/bjlogo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138104048331291170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; purchase of a 3lb box of &lt;a href="http://www.600lbgorillas.com"&gt;600lb Gorilla Frozen Cookie Dough&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-1631048559736986642?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/1631048559736986642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=1631048559736986642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1631048559736986642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1631048559736986642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/11/pms.html' title='PMS'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R041nrvIehI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XASWcRLFFM8/s72-c/pms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-742355294418426467</id><published>2007-11-25T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T22:44:37.426-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mac'/><title type='text'>Mac Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R0o7CLvIegI/AAAAAAAAAH4/61YnocSM7u0/s1600-h/mymac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R0o7CLvIegI/AAAAAAAAAH4/61YnocSM7u0/s320/mymac.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136983233665726978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Black Friday sale at Apple seduced us and Christmas came early - we finally got an iMac (though I've been using a Mac at work for years, I had a pc at home).  I LOVE it. I barely want to leave the house, I just want to play with my Mac.   It was so ridiculously easy to set up. I mean RIDICULOUS!  It found our wireless router and I was on the internet within 5 minutes.  Just TRY to do that with a PC! Our PC takes 10 minutes just to boot up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone else loves it too.  As I brought her downstairs Saturday morning and she saw it (set up on the kitchen table) she said, "oooh, Mommy, pretty!" That's my girl! We spent most of the weekend on &lt;a href="http://www.shrek.com"&gt;Shrek.com&lt;/a&gt; - her favorite thing at the moment.  Though I held it off for 22 months, I now have a child who just constantly wants to watch "baby Shrek", so as of now, I've watched Shrek 2 and 3 about 20 times each. She wakes up saying "baby Shrek", then says all the names, "Shrek, Donkey, eeona, puss".  I downloaded the wallpaper and she can barely pull herself away from the screen, she just wants to stare into Shrek's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://spiderman.sonypictures.com"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://spiderman.sonypictures.com/downloads/screensavers/images/sm_ss2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also listened to the theme from Spiderman - another one of her favorite things since her class made a Spidey scarecrow for Halloween.  I always sing, "Spiderman, Spiderman" and then can never remember the rest (Lauren shortens it and sings "spider, spider" as she sways) .  So now I am reminded of the rest and she can learn more than two words to the song.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to pull myself away from the screen and get ready for bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-742355294418426467?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/742355294418426467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=742355294418426467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/742355294418426467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/742355294418426467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/11/mac-happy.html' title='Mac Happy'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/R0o7CLvIegI/AAAAAAAAAH4/61YnocSM7u0/s72-c/mymac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-1922908225935002519</id><published>2007-11-19T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T16:11:44.525-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I fear that my child is showing "unique" tendencies.  Really I don't fear it, I revel in it.  I want her to be unique, creative, funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night, just after I got home and peeled off my high heeled boots and put them in to the closet, she walked over to the closet and said, "Mommy, boots" as she pulled them back out.  I said, "no, honey, Mommy doesn't want to put on her boots now", but as she repeated, "boots", I realized - she didn't want me to put them on - SHE wanted to put them on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been pretty obsessed with shoes since she was very young - it was one of her first words.  If I start saving now, maybe I can buy her a pair of Christian Louboutins for her high school graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is video of her after she had just put on one of my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qD6sMvIpAH0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qD6sMvIpAH0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-1922908225935002519?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/1922908225935002519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=1922908225935002519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1922908225935002519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1922908225935002519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/11/video-of-lauren-she-had-just-put-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-4469976421039339304</id><published>2007-11-16T11:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T16:12:53.689-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eddie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><title type='text'>Vegas Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/Rz2_L7vIefI/AAAAAAAAAHw/auPwF_OlzRA/s1600-h/eddie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/Rz2_L7vIefI/AAAAAAAAAHw/auPwF_OlzRA/s320/eddie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133469362007079410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had a great trip to Vegas last week with Jenny.  Celebrated my Brother's birthday. Shopped alot.  Saw, "Menopause, the Musical" (thanks to free tix from bro - it was cute).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also went to In-N-Out Burger.  If there were an In-N-Out Burger here in Rochester, I would be FAT.  Not PHAT, but straight up FAT.  And I wouldn't care, because those burgers are soul food and I'd rather have a happy soul than a small ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met my brother there and as we stood just inside the door, couldn't find him anywhere.  Finally, after about 5 minutes, we saw this - just the top half of his beanie'd head peeking over a seat - as he wondered why we weren't coming over to him.  For some reason, this was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, about my brother.  He is not your average person.  He is different in so many ways, I can't even begin to explain.  For starters, he is a CHARACTER.  Always telling stories, always making people laugh (when he's not violently angry and beating someone up).  Always having weird things happen to him (like the time he got robbed at gunpoint but still "swooped" the guy, then kicked him and almost got shot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He drives a cab in Vegas - which to me is one of the coolest jobs - and perfect for him - because he's such a people person and racks up the stories.  He told Jenny and I one summarization of his experiences.  He says that "married women from 25-35 are the worst"...   "I have a pulse.  I say in shape.  they're tipsy.  It's 4am, it's a little dark, does me a little justice..." in other words, they hit on him alot... but his delivery, just too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we might be back in Vegas in January too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-4469976421039339304?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/4469976421039339304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=4469976421039339304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4469976421039339304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/4469976421039339304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/11/vegas-baby.html' title='Vegas Baby!'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/Rz2_L7vIefI/AAAAAAAAAHw/auPwF_OlzRA/s72-c/eddie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-911720970888962104</id><published>2007-11-12T10:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T10:42:48.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/Rzh0eu74mSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4oF90rHWG7U/s1600-h/1110070937-768624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/Rzh0eu74mSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4oF90rHWG7U/s320/1110070937-768624.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131979846732781858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This message was sent using PIX-FLIX Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!&lt;br&gt;To learn how you can snap pictures with your wireless phone visit&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.verizonwireless.com/getitnow/getpix"&gt;www.verizonwireless.com/getitnow/getpix&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;To learn how you can record videos with your wireless phone visit &lt;a href="http://www.verizonwireless.com/getitnow/getflix"&gt;www.verizonwireless.com/getitnow/getflix&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime&amp;#174; 6.5 or higher is required. Visit &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/quicktime/download"&gt;www.apple.com/quicktime/download&lt;/a&gt; to download the free player or upgrade your existing QuickTime&amp;#174; Player.  Note: During the download &lt;br&gt;process when asked to choose an installation type (Minimum, Recommended or Custom), select Minimum for faster download.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-911720970888962104?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/911720970888962104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=911720970888962104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/911720970888962104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/911720970888962104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-message-was-sent-using-pix-flix.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/Rzh0eu74mSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4oF90rHWG7U/s72-c/1110070937-768624.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-5827643979101655591</id><published>2007-11-05T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T23:21:36.716-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laruen'/><title type='text'>Stuffed Animals are the new Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.oompa.com/baby-toys/item/JCTRM3S"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/Ry_l9ol7SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FUysP-E6kn8/s320/sheep.jpg" border="0" height="150" width="150" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129571347629557762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I begin to plan for Christmas, and wonder what I can get Lauren that won't be laced in lead, I come back to my favorite things - stuffed animals. I surrounded myself with them. I slept with them.  I took them with me on trips.  I hugged and kissed and loved them.  Most are "put away" now that I am an, ahem, "adult".  But now I have an excuse to get more. Now I can live vicariously through Lauren, so the stuffed animal collecting has begun!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got her a huge &lt;a href="http://www.oompa.com/baby-toys/item/JCTRM3S"&gt;Jellycat sheep&lt;/a&gt;. I got him at &lt;a href="http://www.parkleigh.com/"&gt;Parkleigh&lt;/a&gt;, my favorite store (with my 30% off coupon!!).  I also found Jellycat animals at this great site called &lt;a href="http://www.oompa.com/"&gt;Oompa toys&lt;/a&gt; - I love the look of their site and their selection, thought they seem a bit pricey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sheep is currently stuffed rather unceremoniously into a box too small for his body.  I thought about him as I lay awake last night.  Is he sad? Is he lonely? Is he having trouble breathing in there?  I may have to let him stay with me until Christmas eve, when I can wrap a red bow around him and place him gently under the tree for Lauren to find in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-5827643979101655591?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/5827643979101655591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=5827643979101655591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5827643979101655591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/5827643979101655591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/11/stuffed-animals-are-new-black.html' title='Stuffed Animals are the new Black'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zlwR6xq012E/Ry_l9ol7SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FUysP-E6kn8/s72-c/sheep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-2826975655949432116</id><published>2007-11-05T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T23:26:11.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bang Theory</title><content type='html'>I just think the new show &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/big_bang_theory"&gt;Big Bang Theory&lt;/a&gt; is hilarious. I think my inner geek is finding Sheldon annoyingly cute.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those greedy studios better give the writers more $$ and end this writer's strike or I'm not sure how I'm going to feed my tv addiction!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-2826975655949432116?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/2826975655949432116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=2826975655949432116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/2826975655949432116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/2826975655949432116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/11/big-bang-theory.html' title='Big Bang Theory'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-888228348496255786</id><published>2007-11-03T14:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T14:28:19.465-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><title type='text'>Oh No, Stinky Butt</title><content type='html'>Ignore the video but listen to the audio.  Lauren's new favorite thing to say when getting her diaper changed (or to Mommy if Mommy is laying on the floor), "OH NO, stinky butt".  She learned this in part from me, who throws around the word "stinky" when changing a poopy diaper, and from her daycare teacher, who says to the kids, "who has a stinky butt?".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="106" height="88"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XWdB2ORtYJg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XWdB2ORtYJg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="106" height="88"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-888228348496255786?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/888228348496255786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=888228348496255786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/888228348496255786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/888228348496255786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-no-stinky-butt.html' title='Oh No, Stinky Butt'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-1802083650046983154</id><published>2007-11-02T16:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:16:43.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Elefant and Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rockonmatt/1809278922/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2389/1809278922_eb3910e9f4_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rockonmatt/1809278922/"&gt;IMG_5228.jpg&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rockonmatt/"&gt;Matt_Bernius&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a wonderful Halloween, I think it will be Lauren's favorite holiday from here on out.  She LOVED pumpkins, loved seeing "scary" things - "Mommy, cary?" she'd say about skulls and pumpkins and ghosts.  But I think her very favorite part was handing out candy to the other trick or treaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Halloween Eve we attended Jenny's dinner party, Leetle Elefant had quite a good time - especially eating Aaron's Grandpa's super secret, super delicious Spaghetti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to Matt for the wonderful picture!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-1802083650046983154?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/1802083650046983154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=1802083650046983154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1802083650046983154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/1802083650046983154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/11/elefant-and-daddy.html' title='Elefant and Daddy'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2389/1809278922_eb3910e9f4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-3643639289836060367</id><published>2007-10-30T08:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T08:18:01.286-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Elefant</title><content type='html'>On Sunday I took Lauren to the Strong Museum of Play for their Halloween festivities.  She looked so cute in her "Leetle Elefant" costume.  For the first couple videos I forgot to turn the camera, but this one's too funny not to share - because she was an Elefant on the go.  I'm not sure where she was going, and I don't think SHE was sure where she was going, but she was determined to GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zKhCmFzWn0Y&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zKhCmFzWn0Y&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think she was intrigued by the fact that she suddenly had much more belly than normal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also did some shopping at the Mini Wegs and obviously already has the hang of it.  Went right for the pasta like a good little Italian girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YaD54m0B5Z8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YaD54m0B5Z8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her favorite part was seeing the "Elmos" - both the displays at the museum and the other kids dressed as Elmo.  I find this funny because she barely watches any tv yet learned about Elmo at daycare (and via the decor on her diapers) and just LOVES him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-3643639289836060367?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/3643639289836060367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=3643639289836060367' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/3643639289836060367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/3643639289836060367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/10/elefant.html' title='Elefant'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-795454809527587702</id><published>2007-10-28T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T21:49:50.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.target.com/dp/0061251348/sr=1-2/qid=1193621464/ref=sr_1_2/602-4112677-8661438?ie=UTF8&amp;index=target&amp;rh=k%3Adevilicious&amp;page=1"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/511odL8H0uL._SS260_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally bought the Jessica Seinfeld book, &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/dp/0061251348/sr=1-2/qid=1193621464/ref=sr_1_2/602-4112677-8661438?ie=UTF8&amp;index=target&amp;rh=k%3Adevilicious&amp;page=1"&gt;Deceptively Delicious&lt;/a&gt;, with recipes for sneaking veggies into your kids food.  I got one for my sis too as my niece refuses anything that might possibly be remotely healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, Lauren is good about eating her veggies - I, however, am not.  Which means I am not good at planning food that includes veggies.  And while we're being honest here, I'm really not good at planning food period.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I need to get on the stick, get organized, have recipes, make meals ahead of time - all the things I worried about as to why I'd be a bad parent (that and the not sleeping in part - but it turns out Lauren is a late sleeper - thank you God).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really good at loving her until she (or I) can't breathe.  I'm really good at outfitting her in cute clothes.  I'm really good about making sure she is warm and safe. I'm really good about reading her books, limiting tv to about nothing (hence the reason I have to squeeze my tv watching in to the hours after 8pm) and singing to her.  I am patient, nurturing, encouraging, and calm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the food thing is needing work, and soon - she grows so damn fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, so far, good about getting her fruit and veggies in the form of pureed baby food or cooked frozen veggies, but I now need to get good at family meals.  Hubby needs to get good too.  I am hoping this book will help - if nothing else, the cover is adorable and just looking at it will inspire me to do better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/885454-795454809527587702?l=tina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/feeds/795454809527587702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=885454&amp;postID=795454809527587702' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/795454809527587702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/885454/posts/default/795454809527587702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tina.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally-bought-jessica-seinfeld-book.html' title=''/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05188867576305294504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlwR6xq012E/SY-efgKKRpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FXlpSQ-pcRY/S220/tina_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885454.post-6685547367428430962</id><published>2007-10-21T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:18:00.966-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren'/><title type='text'>Dancing at the Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>Finally got some video uploaded.  Lauren can't resist shaking her hips as soon as she hears music.  The waving arms thing is something they do at Daycare.  (Sorry the video is sideways, I wasn't thinking when I was recording.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, when something leaves her sight, she puts her hands out and says, "where'd X go? where'd X go?"  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