<?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-5401162076436225072</id><updated>2011-07-30T09:41:52.251-07:00</updated><category term='weather'/><category term='New Job'/><category term='Happy'/><category term='ice'/><category term='Back to School'/><category term='Family'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='shitty weather'/><category term='outfits'/><category term='layoffs'/><category term='hats'/><category term='bitching about weather'/><category term='winter'/><category term='Feeling good'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Disney'/><category term='style'/><title type='text'>My Summer in H-E-Double Hockey Sticks</title><subtitle type='html'>A moms journal of summer break with three kiddos.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-2542162776000902373</id><published>2011-05-25T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T22:00:26.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 25 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RE3ojFqDnus/Td3eJYhdA1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/xGSRoBzJZMM/s1600/homeless%2Brapper.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RE3ojFqDnus/Td3eJYhdA1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/xGSRoBzJZMM/s200/homeless%2Brapper.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610884963556459346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some back story is needed before I start I suppose; last week my lovely kiddos left the bathroom floor wet, so when I went into the bathroom I stepped on the wet floor and as I did in did the unintentional splits. (OUCH) It hurt for a second and I "thought" I was ok, went to work, no problems. By the time I got home I was sore and thought it was just from working. Fast forward to today, I was STILL hurting so I went to the doctors finally, had to wait till I had time. The doctor told me that it was my sciatic nerve "flaring up" UGH! &lt;br /&gt;After going to get some meds to "help" the problem I came home. Home to three kids and my wonderful hubby. The Oldest (aka the teenager), our daughter (aka the girl or mini me), and the youngest (aka monkey), So the girl and the youngest were fighting over the big TV in the den, oldest was on the computer (in the den) and hubby was in the bedroom playing his video game. Took Meds and decided to lay on the couch. Played Judge for the fight on the TV and we "decided" to watch a movie. All was calm while watching the movie and most of the remainder of the day, the teenage was online or playing video games all day, monkey and the girl played nicely together.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until dinner that the chaos started!!&lt;br /&gt;Every meal time is a who can be funnier than who time. I'm sure there will be plenty of dinner conversations posted on here soon!! &lt;br /&gt;So after dinner with hyped up on funny and the impending threat of NASTY weather,  kiddos all chaos broke lose!!. We had wind of about 20ish miles an hour the girl and monkey decided to go out and play basketball on a full side hoop, they played outside till dark. Then it got dark, still waiting on the "weather" to come in. I wanted to watch a local channel to keep an eye on said weather. I newly two amigos decided to give me a math quiz, so the girl(just finished 4th grade) and monkey (just finished kindergarten) gave me a math quiz, and they were watching the weather reports too and getting increasingly more nervous, were told it was time for bed (it was 9:45) they threw a fit!! So we decided that since it is summer break we would let them "camp out" in the living room. &lt;br /&gt;Now that they have calmed down and the storms are pretty much over for now all is quite. The teenager is going to be ticked at me in a few because about to tell him to go to his bed (of course is it 11:30 now) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping tomorrow is not as crazy......but i doubt it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-2542162776000902373?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2542162776000902373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=2542162776000902373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/2542162776000902373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/2542162776000902373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-25-2011.html' title='May 25 2011'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RE3ojFqDnus/Td3eJYhdA1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/xGSRoBzJZMM/s72-c/homeless%2Brapper.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-5303331381653456514</id><published>2010-01-29T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T09:07:55.770-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><title type='text'>OMG I blogged!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/S2MVFM4ksmI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mKxGrMVgVoM/s1600-h/21036_537108468798_63704305_31487306_6941745_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/S2MVFM4ksmI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mKxGrMVgVoM/s320/21036_537108468798_63704305_31487306_6941745_s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432208754640990818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life gets crazy, and I don't have thousands of readers hanging on my every post. So I don't post that much, sue me. &lt;br /&gt;However......&lt;br /&gt;Today I just wanted everyone to know that I feel great!! It is kinda of a rare thing for ME to feel GREAT, but I do, and here is why.&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping last night after having a fun dinner with my wonderful hubby and kidlets. We went to IHOP, that is not really that important to the story, but anyway. After dinner we decided to do some shopping, looked around at all the cool "toys" at Best buy, then we headed over to Target (my favorite place :D). We went there to get the kidlets boots, cause it is suppose to snow like crazy here(FYI in TN we don't get much snow). So as soon as we walked in I headed to the purses, cause I love them Hello!! Next to the purses were these cute knit hats, I am so not a hat person, but I like to try them on, why, well because it is fun to look totally stupid while in a store!! Well I tried one on and my hubby tells me "oh that looks cute" (He says that a lot and I think I look like shit most of the time) So I went on to another hat and he said that one looked cute too. I had to find a mirror to see if it was "really" cute or just "I love you in a garbage bag" cute. Found the mirror and Damn I was looking cute. I RARELY think that about myself. So I put the cute hat in my cart and on we shopped. I also got a very plain looking top to match my hat. &lt;br /&gt;This morning I was putting my outfit together, hat, shirt, sweater, scarf(cause it is cold) and jeans. Off to work I went!! I have had so many complaiments on my outfit today it is making me think I need to wear it everyday!! OR I need to do a lot more shopping and get more "cute" outfits!!! :D So if you see someone looking exceptionally cute today, be sure you let them know. You might just make today the best ever for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel Great Today!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-5303331381653456514?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5303331381653456514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=5303331381653456514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/5303331381653456514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/5303331381653456514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2010/01/omg-i-blogged.html' title='OMG I blogged!!!'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/S2MVFM4ksmI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mKxGrMVgVoM/s72-c/21036_537108468798_63704305_31487306_6941745_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-7305939383774181028</id><published>2009-12-08T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:48:23.702-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shitty weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitching about weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>Has it really been 4 months since I posted something on here?!?!?! Well I guess so, a lot has happened and nothing has happened. I am not going to relive the last 4 months with you, instead I choose to bitch about the weather. Yes I said weather. I live in freaking Tennessee, where there is no actual winter. We have spring, and fall which is about the same temperature, and then there is summer were you can fry eggs on your forehead if you stay outside too long, and then there is the rainy season a.k.a "winter"! Well I say BULLSHIT!! I want winter to be winter, you know what I mean, like when in gets cold, you have snow. Not some cold ass rainy weather!!! Blame it on "global warming" or some shit like that but when I was a kid, I remember it snowing way more than it does now. I want my kids to play in the snow, have snowball fights, build snowmen, snow forts and all the cool stuff that I used to do as a kids. But NO they get nasty, gross, cold freaking rain!! I think I need to have a winter home somewhere that actually GETS snow!!! So long Tennessee, somewhere north here I come!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-7305939383774181028?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7305939383774181028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=7305939383774181028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/7305939383774181028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/7305939383774181028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-2067538734555405438</id><published>2009-08-17T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T20:01:32.607-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Job'/><title type='text'>Keys to the candy shop!</title><content type='html'>About two weeks ago I found out that I ACTUALLY got a job!! "You will be starting on August 17th". So I had two weeks of worrying and wondering what life at work was going to be like and worrying and wondering about leaving the house and the kids. Yeah I made myself sick, well didn't actually get sick from the nerves until Friday, I could barely eat and had a monster headache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed early last night, well early for me which was about 1am. Got up at 6am, did my normal morning stuff, get the kids ready for school and to the bus stop on time. Then it was time for me to get myself ready, I was shaking with nerves! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made it to work early :) (brownie points?) First things first, I got taken around to meet all of my fellow employees. All very nice by the way. Then it was time to get to it, my trainer gave me a three page (yeah it could be worse, but I haven't worked in 8 yrs!!!) list of duty that I would have to do daily. Overwhelming? YES!! But now it was time to dive into that list of things to do!! And once I got to doing everything it came to me a lot easier than I was making it out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was going well, and then it was time for lunch. Everyone takes lunch at the same time and we all sit down to eat together, kinda like a little family. Even the conversation is like being at home. So what did we talk about POOP!!! Yep that is right we talked about poop for about 15 minutes, ok I say we but I just listened and tried not to spit my food across the table!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch I got to take the COMPANY car to go and run some errands. WTF I get to drive a company car!! Ok so I have to share, but I have a set of keys and one other person has a set!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errands done, keys back in my desk, and back to the list. One of the things on my list is I have to scan file, not a big deal. However, when the copy/fax/scanner is taller than you, there is a problem. My feet were killing me so I decided to take my shoes off for a second while I was just standing there. While the shoes were off, the scanner finished and had to put in more papers to scan. While on tippy toes to put the paper up there.....my boob hit the start button!!! It was then I realized that I either need to keep my shoes on (that are killing me) or I need a step stool!! NO I DID NOT MAKE COPIES OF MY BOOBS!! However that would be really funny, but not the first day of work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was rather quiet. I closed up the office and came home. So glad to be home, tired, feet hurt, but ready to get in there tomorrow and kick butt!! I think I am going to love my job!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-2067538734555405438?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2067538734555405438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=2067538734555405438' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/2067538734555405438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/2067538734555405438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/08/keys-to-candy-shop.html' title='Keys to the candy shop!'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-5001811656151372001</id><published>2009-08-05T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:00:12.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Yes Virgina there is a Santa Clause!</title><content type='html'>Yes Virgina there is a Santa Clause! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last month there have been a roller coaster of emotions that have flowed through my body. They have made me distant and somewhat of a bitch sometimes (sorry honey, I love you). Well today (actually yesterday) things began to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been without a washing machine for almost a month, we scrapped together enough to do some laundry about a week ago, but had to bring them home to dry. But yesterday my parents found a "good" deal on a BRAND NEW washer for us!! So last night and today I have been doing laundry. When the phone rang.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I had an interview for a job, which I thought was going to get as soon as I left the interview. The interviewer told me they would let me know at the end of the week or beginning of this week. I didn't hear anything so I called on Monday to check on the job, with no answer and no call back. So my thought was "crap, I really wanted this job" and "oh well time to look some more". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this afternoon I played phone tag with my interviewer til we finally got on the same page. I was offered the job and start on the 17th of this month!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so over the top we glee tonight, I hope I can sleep! LOL I guess that is why I am writing this just to get it all out and hopefully chill out for the rest of the night!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-5001811656151372001?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5001811656151372001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=5001811656151372001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/5001811656151372001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/5001811656151372001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/08/yes-virgina-there-is-santa-clause.html' title='Yes Virgina there is a Santa Clause!'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-4882131131862346080</id><published>2009-08-03T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:56:22.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back to School'/><title type='text'>Buses, Roses, and Chocolates....Oh My!!!</title><content type='html'>Summer is coming to a close. This Friday is the first day of school for kids, however my husband asked me a interesting question tonight. "When are you going to start training for the Olympics?" Me: "The what?" Hubby: "You are going to have to start getting up earlier, when are you going to bed earlier?" Me: Oh Crap!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This year is going to be so much different, my oldest has to be at the bus stop at 6:45am!! WTF I will have to get up at 5:45am to get the child up and moving and fed and all that. Then I will come home and get daughter ready and to the bus stop!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that conversation was over, and I was thinking about what time I was going to have to get up. My hubby starts laughing, and shows me a comment that a friend of his posted on Facebook. She asked "Is it wrong to give the bus drives a dozen roses the first day of school?" Which got me to thinking that I don't care what time I have to get up, I'm going to be home with hubby with only one kid home!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YYYYYEEEEEEEESSSSS! AND A THOUSAND WOO HOO's!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I love my kids, however things are so much easier with one kiddo than three. Easier to clean the house. Just one word easier!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am seriously considering getting both my kids bus drivers a dozen roses!! Maybe not at the same time or at the beginning of the year but bus drivers and teacher, I love thee and thank you for all you do!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-4882131131862346080?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4882131131862346080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=4882131131862346080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/4882131131862346080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/4882131131862346080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/08/buses-roses-and-chocolatesoh-my.html' title='Buses, Roses, and Chocolates....Oh My!!!'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-1934857473493027820</id><published>2009-07-30T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T09:27:27.269-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layoffs'/><title type='text'>Lay Off or vacation</title><content type='html'>As of July 10th my hubby is no longer employed. The company he worked for has been doing layoffs every couple months for the past year. We were hoping that them moving him to another office would spare him from getting the boot, but no. At least he rode it out for almost a year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he has been home everyday for almost a month, not complaining I really like him being home. I just don't want to get too used to the idea of him being home, because I know as smart and talented as he is that he WILL find a job, and then he will be gone during the day again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just worry about him, I mean is losing a job like a death? He has been all distant and grumpy. I try to make him laugh, I've gotten grumpy with him, nothing seems to help!! I LOVE having him home, I just wish he would get back to his old self again before he finds a job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or before I find one! I had a job interview on Tuesday, it went well I think, as good as interviews go. The lady seemed to like me and the fact that I had a degree. So fingers crossed I will hear something in the next couple days about that!! &lt;br /&gt;Then he can be the stay at home daddy, and I can be the bread winner, which will be completely strange after 12 years of the other way around, but I'm looking forward to the idea of that!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep us in your thoughts and I know we will make it to the other side where the rainbows are and the sun is shining!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-1934857473493027820?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1934857473493027820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=1934857473493027820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/1934857473493027820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/1934857473493027820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/07/lay-off-or-vacation.html' title='Lay Off or vacation'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-4209033944316739029</id><published>2009-03-24T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:55:50.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dammit I'm going to do it!!</title><content type='html'>I have considered myself "fat" (not in the good way) for about 11 yrs now (that is how old my baby will be in two months). So I have finally gotten fed up with it!! So long fat girl, here comes the hotness!! This all started about 6 weeks ago, I got an iphone and started playing with all the bazillion apps that you can get for it. Well hubby and I both got the "lose it" app.  For the first time I am actually keeping track of what I eat, and I get more exited when I can put in my exercise.  What is funny is somehow this little program has made me want to lose it. I started out just wondering what I actually ate during the day and found out that, well I ate to freaking much!! The first two weeks I only put in my food every couple of days cause I think I was scared to see the damage that I had been doing to myself. However the last 4 weeks I have been entering in my food after every meal and snack. I'm startin out slow at a pound a week but so far in 3 weeks I have lost 2.5 pounds. I'm not seeing it on my body but the scale is telling me that it is working. My goal is 100 pound, which will take two years (ugh!!) but I will make it this time I know it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SckP6gJay9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/1Tc_Jr3Nlkk/s1600-h/DSC03653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SckP6gJay9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/1Tc_Jr3Nlkk/s320/DSC03653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316798332823849938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me and my hunny at Epcot (me at 220 lbs, ugh I hate this picture!) But I have something to look forward to, a thinner healthier me!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;More updates to come!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-4209033944316739029?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4209033944316739029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=4209033944316739029' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/4209033944316739029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/4209033944316739029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/dammit-im-going-to-do-it.html' title='Dammit I&apos;m going to do it!!'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SckP6gJay9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/1Tc_Jr3Nlkk/s72-c/DSC03653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-3616934950597586086</id><published>2009-01-27T09:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:38:29.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Ice Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FyM8gSoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-EgoOfkRBvw/s1600-h/DSC03872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FyM8gSoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-EgoOfkRBvw/s200/DSC03872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296028415581768322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9Ft-U6XkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/X0CNsJWA_JY/s1600-h/DSC03868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9Ft-U6XkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/X0CNsJWA_JY/s200/DSC03868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296028342938132034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FnzW0UsI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ieO2ztUkhvU/s1600-h/DSC03864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FnzW0UsI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ieO2ztUkhvU/s200/DSC03864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296028236914119362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9Fi4fA5aI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Ye1RKUSoMDI/s1600-h/DSC03863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9Fi4fA5aI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Ye1RKUSoMDI/s200/DSC03863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296028152391329186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FZkxMk3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/o1sKAaJOf6s/s1600-h/DSC03862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FZkxMk3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/o1sKAaJOf6s/s200/DSC03862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296027992480060274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FVG6kzEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/3LkkXGu8qFs/s1600-h/DSC03861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FVG6kzEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/3LkkXGu8qFs/s200/DSC03861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296027915746856002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FRLqn5HI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GUKzTyPComs/s1600-h/DSC03858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FRLqn5HI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GUKzTyPComs/s200/DSC03858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296027848302650482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FLstDXhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/FuxShSFhlHI/s1600-h/DSC03857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FLstDXhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/FuxShSFhlHI/s200/DSC03857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296027754091994642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FHGwGEBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ex1YSLo67Og/s1600-h/DSC03855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FHGwGEBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ex1YSLo67Og/s200/DSC03855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296027675184730130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FCsqbmkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/e90jSaeunzE/s1600-h/DSC03854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FCsqbmkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/e90jSaeunzE/s200/DSC03854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296027599462177346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-3616934950597586086?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3616934950597586086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=3616934950597586086' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/3616934950597586086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/3616934950597586086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-ice-pics.html' title='More Ice Pics'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX9FyM8gSoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-EgoOfkRBvw/s72-c/DSC03872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-3544363618585709530</id><published>2009-01-27T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T08:57:30.836-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><title type='text'>The Ice Man Cometh</title><content type='html'>Here are a few pics I took outside while the rain was falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX866u0IxOI/AAAAAAAAADA/kC9SHD2Xu58/s1600-h/DSC03844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX866u0IxOI/AAAAAAAAADA/kC9SHD2Xu58/s200/DSC03844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296016467484525794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX87FaqVPII/AAAAAAAAADI/EKJ0qIEnVDE/s1600-h/DSC03845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX87FaqVPII/AAAAAAAAADI/EKJ0qIEnVDE/s200/DSC03845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296016651053251714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX88Rbzf2wI/AAAAAAAAAD4/92NImvO3YhM/s1600-h/DSC03853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; 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width: 249px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX87ouQ7ZfI/AAAAAAAAADY/wcLOPKMMBQY/s200/DSC03847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296017257610831346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX87bW7kqKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Oyicyk5Io-U/s1600-h/DSC03846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX87bW7kqKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Oyicyk5Io-U/s200/DSC03846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296017028008945826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-3544363618585709530?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3544363618585709530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=3544363618585709530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/3544363618585709530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/3544363618585709530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/ice-man-cometh.html' title='The Ice Man Cometh'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SX866u0IxOI/AAAAAAAAADA/kC9SHD2Xu58/s72-c/DSC03844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-1881175244492170383</id><published>2008-12-18T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:12:02.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I skip christmas this year?</title><content type='html'>For those that know me well, it is a known fact that I am an emotional roller coaster. Most of the time I manage myself well and only a couple people know when I am seriously down.&lt;br /&gt;However this Christmas I would love to just curl up in bed and not get up til the new year. Even then I'm not sure that my moos would perk up any. What really suck is I have nothing to be "depressed" about. I have a wonderful family, whom I love to no end, awesome friends, that put up with my shit, and MOSTLY a FANTASTIC husband that through all the craziness still loves me and tries his hardest to keep me up.&lt;br /&gt;As side from all of that, I am drowning in my own dis pare. Over what? I would like to know that too. I'm tired of feeling like this, up and down every couple months is getting on my nerves. I'm tired of relaying on medication to "fell better or normal". I want to just BE normal.&lt;br /&gt;I take on the emotions of friends and family and can't shake it sometime. A friend recently  had a miscarriage, actually her second in a year, and my heart is so tore for her. I have three beautiful children and she has lost two. I have never lost a child but it hurt me to the core to know that she is in such pain. I can't find the words to say to her to tell her my feelings of her pain. &lt;br /&gt;My mom has also be hurting emotionally lately, my grandmother passed away a year ago this week. I am feeling guilty that I was unable to go to the funeral and support my mom like she needed me to. And I was unable to give my goodbyes to my awesome grandma. I think about her all the time and wish she could hug me and let me cry.&lt;br /&gt;Instead I am poring my heart out to the huge thing called the internet in hopes that getting it all out will improve my mood and help me enjoy the holiday, instead of faking my mood.&lt;br /&gt;Going to blow my nose now because I have cried while witting this entire blog post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-1881175244492170383?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1881175244492170383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=1881175244492170383' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/1881175244492170383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/1881175244492170383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2008/12/can-i-skip-christmas-this-year.html' title='Can I skip christmas this year?'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-807317452799907311</id><published>2008-10-31T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T07:51:27.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year of a Million ZZZZZZZ's (part 4 of 4,part2)</title><content type='html'>I had to include this into the Disney trip even though we were "on our way home". We checked out of Disney and decided we needed to go over to Downtown Disney. Shopping, shopping and yes MORE shopping!!! However what did I do I took pictures of cool thing that I saw so here are a few of those.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49244561"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/43/f2a1a0eddcfb48fd952f6a4f64bc78a1/m.jpg" alt="Lego Family" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49244567"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/10/6e01c1769c5c483c9ae58beea493935a/m.jpg" alt="Lego Dragon" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49244573"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/18/0a52ff20bb7149da95687c39fbe175ee/m.jpg" alt="Lego Dino" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49244576"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/23/e59aef421ce3405789fc494fb6c2e582/m.jpg" alt="Wall of Lego people" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49244581"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/39/03149020de14491a8e0e05d15fd76113/m.jpg" alt="Wall of Legos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49244585"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/59/c04f9e449fc7434baba5f1fbada42550/m.jpg" alt="Logan Lego" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49244594"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/28/1ce5bce039c64def87825f1a496a4e18/m.jpg" alt="Kyleigh Lego" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the Lego store was the coolest!! We all loved it!!&lt;br /&gt;After spending a couple hours shopping, we were off. But not leaving Florida just yet!! We decided to cross the state and head to the beach, why?? Well because I figured being so close to the ocean and not going to see it could possibly be a crime. Plus I was hoping to stop my kids from thinking that any lake or pond they saw was the ocean. Show it to them in person and then they would understand just how big the ocean is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49244603"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/57/9ed55bc35a154bf5a9d9316c33b7e109/m.jpg" alt="Sign at Cape Canaveral Beach" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49244608"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/33/dda61e68810d42128a1680398f9d90e0/m.jpg" alt="First steps on the beach" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49244613"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/15/16fb78b0f7dd4c399981078460e38ca6/m.jpg" alt="Beautiful Veiw" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49244625"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/42/8e7ffb9a1b8a4e54bd362b43c5dbc595/m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49244629"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/56/0fc7df1ee6f44d6bb0ab02ab8f97cd54/m.jpg" alt="the wave was chasing him" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49244654"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/4/d40de3a94e7446d8a20aeff633642b66/m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49244660"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/36/96e7a731c71d400cb9e5aa1cc6d379c7/m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49244766"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/59/36aa55597f8c417581616858b24405ae/m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ocean was beautiful and fun. The kids LOVED it and did not want to leave but we still had a VERY long drive home, plus the added hours it took to get to the beach, but it was all worth it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-807317452799907311?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/807317452799907311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=807317452799907311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/807317452799907311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/807317452799907311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2008/10/year-of-million-zzzzzzzs-part-4-of_31.html' title='Year of a Million ZZZZZZZ&apos;s (part 4 of 4,part2)'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-8968535565950885422</id><published>2008-10-31T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T07:31:59.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year of a Million ZZZZZZZ's (part 4 of 4,part1)</title><content type='html'>OK so the last day at Disney was to go to Animal Kingdom, what can I say about this. Well it was my least favorite and I could have skipped it all together! In my opinion it was the Disney Zoo, which is not that special. I mean the safari was cool, but that was really the only thing we did because we all wanted to go back to Epcot to see the thing we missed the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49243626"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/64/038e2a60e6c949d7be79cbfa6e860b6f/m.jpg" alt="Ky with Pocahontas" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49243630"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/35/e251503dba3a40978d9cfe6166efb94e/m.jpg" alt="Erik with a Tiger" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did get tons of pictures of animals but I'm not going to fill my blog up with pictures of animals that are not mine!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;We went off to Epcot, and I got my oldest to ride test track and mission to mars, so I felt it was a productive day!! LOL After Epcot we had one last Character dinner it was with Chef Mickey and Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49243639"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/60/53f3b644933946d9bf13b39d4de97db3/m.jpg" alt="Loang and Ky with Chef Mickey" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49243648"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/2/17263c8aebd54bf593d590fbadd31c92/m.jpg" alt="Erik and Chef Mickey" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49243711"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/41/a484ffccb54242238dddccb2e1f2290c/m.jpg" alt="Mickey giving Erik a hug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49243717"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/57/803ef03ce6584b30a99bb9bdcd318714/m.jpg" alt="Minnie with all three" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49243722"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/6/902bc466ff6d42798e56aa07a3c4ed80/m.jpg" alt="Donald and all three" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49243674"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/47/33ec9420100645be970e6cc806cb24d6/m.jpg" alt="Ky and Logan with Chef Pluto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49243677"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/25/ffae57e871f54508a0339e6e8e7ee610/m.jpg" alt="Erik checking out Plutos whiskers" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49243745"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/47/db6486bff2334c22a3f8eef003b65646/m.jpg" alt="Me and Goofy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-8968535565950885422?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8968535565950885422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=8968535565950885422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/8968535565950885422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/8968535565950885422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2008/10/year-of-million-zzzzzzzs-part-4-of.html' title='Year of a Million ZZZZZZZ&apos;s (part 4 of 4,part1)'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-6431849834596010992</id><published>2008-10-31T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T07:05:49.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year of a Million ZZZZZZZ's (part 3 of 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239119"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/34/059cfa8095b348b79e317135b5bfd88e/m.jpg" alt="hubby and kids in front of Epcot" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Three...First things first, the night before in Magic Kingdom, my Daughter was Crowned Princess for the day, however it was right before the park closed, so we told her to wear her crown on the third day. While on the bus to Epcot (which we were the only riders) they made and announcement that "We have royalty riding with us today, Welcome Princess! " My daughter thought that was the coolest thing in the whole world. So we started off entering Epcot, and spent an hour or so in the innovations place, then we realized that we needed to get to the World Showcase and for that matter to Norway. Yet another Character meal!! (Damn Disney for making me eat so much!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SQsIgh-ULiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/kakaZ0RhFk8/s1600-h/DSC03659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SQsIgh-ULiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/kakaZ0RhFk8/s200/DSC03659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263309944481132066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch in Norway with all (or most) of the Princesses. Not one of my oldest Favorite meals, he looked completely bored. However he may have been jealous of the little one because he was kissed by Jasmine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239398"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/45/12f0387fd017474c9d74b1b0963ae19a/m.jpg" alt="Jasmine gave Erik his first kiss!! Can you see the smirk?" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239128"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/31/e273d1b8c9d14caea25d715bc40bebab/m.jpg" alt="Ky and belle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239394"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/28/76b191415ad24d0582790493bb6a2ae6/m.jpg" alt="Ky and Jasmine" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239406"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/32/214f62b55a8046bcb5799d7a7b204476/m.jpg" alt="Ky and Ariel" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239410"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/60/07d5eff56b6b49cd8e87304028dbe446/m.jpg" alt="Ky and Arora" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239418"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/10/6d958795266c4eb286ea8a374abc213e/m.jpg" alt="Ky and Cinderelle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was smitten the rest of the day!!&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we continued to explore the world, round the world in a day!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;While we went around the world, hubby and I tasted a lot of yummy wines. Out of all of the great places around the world my top three were Germany, Italy, and Morocco. While in Morocco I actually got a henna tattoo, sadly it as worn off already but it lasted over a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239424"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/34/d2e1d77d08234b439c18988e61f015e8/m.jpg" alt="Ky and Donald" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239427"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/5/b5af454124aa440ab752b52ec7bdafa3/m.jpg" alt="Ky and Logan in China." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239432"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/34/54f102c68308444aac757c6e09a20a75/m.jpg" alt="Ky and Logan in Australia" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239446"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/20/e4e8402b4cc9488c8e12ba4b66448b12/m.jpg" alt="Family in Itlay" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239457"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/15/e58cda35d8114ea88e3aeee10a8e7900/m.jpg" alt="Pagoda and epcot ball" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239467"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/11/01f8ec53f04b4774b621b1faed00ae7d/m.jpg" alt="Paris at sunset" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239475"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/62/a789a006af4940de8aadaa131c254520/m.jpg" alt="Mayan temple across the lake at sunset" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239482"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/19/a573780703d44944aba676716b67e75a/m.jpg" alt="My henna tattoo on my hand!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long day at World Showcase, cause no we did not get back over to Epcot except to walk out. We had to head back over to the Magic Kingdom for "Mickey's Not So Scary Halloween", which was a giant sized trick or treat feast! WE walked around and collected candy in a not as busy park. It was fun but I think we were all just pooped. The kids and I all got our faces painted for FREE instead of paying $12 a piece so that was nice. And we got to ride the teacups which made me feel like a little kid again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239318"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/2/c2467f44885c4d9e877214e05fb089c0/m.jpg" alt="My wild animals" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239362"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/47/c3ed69ac60d146189451e0352c42127b/m.jpg" alt="Donald and erik doing the jig" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239368"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/57/4f07bbe160c548958a2ab007930e013f/m.jpg" alt="Donald and Ky dancing" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239378"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/51/abf7c1701ee34f279fcea9493c93bdef/m.jpg" alt="Ghost of Mickey" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49239479"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/60/2f1bc0216488446f9f9cd1a134bf68f7/m.jpg" alt="Me and Ky and Logan in the tea cups!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-6431849834596010992?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6431849834596010992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=6431849834596010992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/6431849834596010992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/6431849834596010992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2008/10/year-of-million-zzzzzzzs-part-3-of-4.html' title='Year of a Million ZZZZZZZ&apos;s (part 3 of 4)'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SQsIgh-ULiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/kakaZ0RhFk8/s72-c/DSC03659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-512569508657429431</id><published>2008-10-22T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T14:07:43.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Year of a Million ZZZZZZZ's (part 2 of 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SP-HQwiTRXI/AAAAAAAAACo/ll7brsamW6o/s1600-h/DSC03638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SP-HQwiTRXI/AAAAAAAAACo/ll7brsamW6o/s200/DSC03638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260071611768456562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok second day started with a most awesome breakfast, at the most beautiful resort. We had breakfast with Lilo and Stitch! I think it was all of our favorite Character meals. Apart for having to get up at the crack of dawn to make it to the breakfast it was fantastic. After breakfast it was off to the Magic Kingdom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49213185"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/42/7e687170ea0244ef89e1b069b49809a1/m.jpg" alt="Hula mickey and the kids" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49213187"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/34/9afbd23ceeeb438facc1e0276a98ff79/m.jpg" alt="Pluto and the kids" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49213191"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/19/32503f26aaeb41e3bfdb482f6a0ee38e/m.jpg" alt="Stitch is tickling erik" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49213194"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/46/e9712b5b089842d1976bc55b5e499116/m.jpg" alt="Dude...Whats up?" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49213195"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/37/1df825c8588c4cce8d53a369293f407d/m.jpg" alt="Lilo and Stitch and the kids" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BTW erik was the funniest (the little one) because he hardly ever looked at the camera long enough to get a good picture of him, he was too interested in the characters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SP-MBZdcQZI/AAAAAAAAACw/KpXoxHqDEtA/s1600-h/DSC03647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SP-MBZdcQZI/AAAAAAAAACw/KpXoxHqDEtA/s200/DSC03647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260076845434159506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After breakfast we went to the Magic Kingdom. The Magic Kingdom is HUGE!!! Holy cow we spent 4 hours in tomorrow land!! We did the Stitch ride, it was cute,  and scared the crap out of my daughter. We did the Monsters Inc Laugh floor, very cute. AND SPACE MOUNTAIN, totally not as scary as I wanted it to be! Oh well it was all fun!! The rest of the day was spent walking around the rest of the various areas of the park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49213199"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/38/8c152d12688643f0b8bababc8ec620dd/m.jpg" alt="The whole Ham Fam Damily! on a train." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get my oldest to ride Splash Mountain with me, NO I did not get a picture of us. However by the end of the day we did look a little tired. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49213201"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/51/89583fb94ba44330943707395c4ed358/m.jpg" alt="Kyleigh in a big hat!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49213205"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/4/357607401de24f91acafe4cb4735ba15/m.jpg" alt="Logan looking soooooo happy in a big hat!!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49213209"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/10/9b3e024b02b649c2873e61d7c3f7f398/m.jpg" alt="Where is Erik?" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the night we ate at Tony's it is a restaurant inspired by Lady and the Tramp. It was so Nice and the food was AMAZING!!! Well it was either amazing or we were amazingly tired, but I'm pretty sure it was amazing food!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49213215"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/17/4d892573f5384d4fb17f6208865ac201/m.jpg" alt="Lady and tramp on the window of the restaurant." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more to come tomorrow!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-512569508657429431?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/512569508657429431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=512569508657429431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/512569508657429431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/512569508657429431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2008/10/year-of-million-zzzzzzzs-part-2-of-4.html' title='Year of a Million ZZZZZZZ&apos;s (part 2 of 4)'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SP-HQwiTRXI/AAAAAAAAACo/ll7brsamW6o/s72-c/DSC03638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-2473272804161449730</id><published>2008-10-21T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:25:28.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year of a Million ZZZZZZZ's (part 1 of 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SP6AW6GVnPI/AAAAAAAAACY/HPXzVWRG4ps/s1600-h/disney+sign.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SP6AW6GVnPI/AAAAAAAAACY/HPXzVWRG4ps/s200/disney+sign.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259782545856634098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week my hubby and the three monkey's were off on a wonderful vacation to DISNEY WORLD!!! We headed out last Monday in the early afternoon. Yeah we drove, not sure how we made it back alive!! However I have learned that IF we ever go on a car ride longer than an hour away we WILL be taking the portable DVD player! I seriously think that is the only thing that made the trip bearable. We drove all day Monday til we made it to Orlando Florida at about 3am!! Very tired and very excited about the next day....Disney get ready here we come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SP6Acn6TU7I/AAAAAAAAACg/Qd6aX5OEgw4/s1600-h/hollywood+sign.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SP6Acn6TU7I/AAAAAAAAACg/Qd6aX5OEgw4/s200/hollywood+sign.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259782644053529522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going to bed at around 4am, we got up at 8am and it was off to Disney. Our first stop was to the hotel we were going to be staying at for the next four nights. We got checked in and got our tickets/hotel key, (thought that was kinda cool). Then it was off to our first destination, Disney Hollywood Studios.&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49166261"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/37/7281725e64bd434689a44d2cebbe4b98/m.jpg" alt="the family with a BIG hat on!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let the marathon walking begin!!! First thing we did when we got there was buy a pal Mickey,&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49166254"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/37/780347fa27914882a8fbcbe1c620d2b6/m.jpg" alt="Eriks best friend for the trip" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to tell us everywhere we were going and even sing to us!! Our First Character meal was next, it was with the playhouse Disney gang, (aka little Einsteins, and Jojo's circus) It was the first meeting like this for my littlest monkey and he's face was priceless. &lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49166262"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/25/125d4cfdd01b425c985af307e4aacc34/m.jpg" alt="Eriks first character meeting!! HE was so cute!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of the first day was the Muppet 3D theater.  It was so funny and the muppets just rule anyway!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49166287"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/53/6476396b8311419c89114a17307646e5/m.jpg" alt="In front of the Muppet fountain!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Lighting and Mater!! &lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=12253283&amp;amp;albumID=2926659&amp;amp;imageID=49166289"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/60/4de49721928149d2aa2738ac1fa430c0/m.jpg" alt="OMG its Mater and Lighting McQueen!!!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day we were smart and ended our day early, one because we were tired from our drive, and second because we had a dinner reservation early at the hotel.  Turned in early and got ready for the next day......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-2473272804161449730?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2473272804161449730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=2473272804161449730' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/2473272804161449730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/2473272804161449730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2008/10/year-of-million-zzzzzzzs-part-1-of-4.html' title='Year of a Million ZZZZZZZ&apos;s (part 1 of 4)'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SP6AW6GVnPI/AAAAAAAAACY/HPXzVWRG4ps/s72-c/disney+sign.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-4293286340102682461</id><published>2008-09-29T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T08:10:08.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations.......your fat!!!</title><content type='html'>OK here is the deal I went to the doctors this morning for my monthly check-up. Let me back up and say that I have been on Phentermine for about 3 months now, and have to "weight in" every month. Ok so I went for my "weight in" this morning (I am the same as last month). So the Doctor says "have you been taking it EVERY day?" Well I for got a couple times, and then I was having some chest pain, so I got freaked out and didn't take it like I should, so "no I haven't taken it everyday." So then the Doctor tell me "well I guess you are not a good candidate for this medicine anymore." Well the obvious next question was, "well what else can I do?" My "wonderful" (saying that with a F-you look) say " I guess you will just have to watch what you eat, and exercise." MY head started screaming about this time!! What the F are you talking about!! I have been dieting and exercising, and I don't lose weight that is WHY I came to you!! All the tests have been run I am healthy, but my body like to hold tight to the weight that I find laying on the ground!! So after all that went running through my head, I calmly said "oh ok, well I have been walking 2 miles a day." My "wonderful" (again the f-you look) doctor tell me that walking 3 miles a day, five days a week will help me lose a POUND a month!! WTF what is the point anymore. I think I am just going to have to come to terms with the fact that I am FAT and if someone, anyone says anything to me about it I am going to have to politely tell them to go f themselves!! I will never see the pre-kid me again, I have hit the thirty year spread!! Thank God my husband loves me for my mind and not just my body, cause I would be S.O.L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SODr7Q5BrdI/AAAAAAAAABw/faPSJ28bEoc/s1600-h/388733_44945.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 47px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SODr7Q5BrdI/AAAAAAAAABw/faPSJ28bEoc/s200/388733_44945.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251456568892960210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SODuYzMI0KI/AAAAAAAAAB4/X639-6iybps/s1600-h/chuck+and+nikki+small.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SODuYzMI0KI/AAAAAAAAAB4/X639-6iybps/s200/chuck+and+nikki+small.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251459275339387042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      &lt;p&gt;After (with hubby)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-4293286340102682461?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4293286340102682461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=4293286340102682461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/4293286340102682461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/4293286340102682461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2008/09/congratulationsyour-fat.html' title='Congratulations.......your fat!!!'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SODr7Q5BrdI/AAAAAAAAABw/faPSJ28bEoc/s72-c/388733_44945.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-4933053359454158701</id><published>2008-09-23T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:55:25.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperatly seeking myself</title><content type='html'>Trying to figure out a focus and direction for this thing called life. I am a wife, mother, college graduate (with no job), I have lots of hobbies and a feeling of no direction. My husband says I'm the best wife. My kids think I am cool (most of the time). What do I think of me? I guess that is the problem I don't know, I feel like I am just taking up space in the world. Don't get me wrong I love my husband and kids, but I want more from life. I want the pretty house, I want the career of my dream(not sure what that is), I want to be debt free and stress free. I have a degree in finance so I should be debt free and stress free, but the career I am looking for is no where to be found. Oh wait I can find it, but never get the job....grrrr it makes me mad. I have the degree that says I "know" what I am doing but since I didn't "work" my way through school, I have no experience. NO EXPERIENCE!!! I was a full time student, full time mom of two, then had another child, a full time wife, when was I suppose to squeeze a full time paying job into the mix? I would really love to put that on my resume but, it wouldn't help so what is the use. What was I talking about again...Oh yeah direction to my life. Hmmm, well I am happy staying at home with my children, I just wish it paid the bills. OK I'm going to stop stressing over things and just be happy with what I have, and maybe something will find me instead of me finding it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-4933053359454158701?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4933053359454158701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=4933053359454158701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/4933053359454158701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/4933053359454158701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2008/09/desperatly-seeking-myself.html' title='Desperatly seeking myself'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-6746943639919114471</id><published>2008-09-19T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T08:26:14.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did the Time go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SNPEfZrFE7I/AAAAAAAAABo/nfsgy2rEwZo/s1600-h/DSC03489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SNPEfZrFE7I/AAAAAAAAABo/nfsgy2rEwZo/s200/DSC03489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247754034563322802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SNPDWAa94SI/AAAAAAAAABY/FiI67816IHo/s1600-h/three+angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SNPDWAa94SI/AAAAAAAAABY/FiI67816IHo/s200/three+angels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247752773654405410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SNPC1kDYGjI/AAAAAAAAABI/EyTMUSxPtIA/s1600-h/proud+brother+and+sister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SNPC1kDYGjI/AAAAAAAAABI/EyTMUSxPtIA/s200/proud+brother+and+sister.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247752216283454002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays come around once a year, some of us are not counting them anymore or may just counting backwards. Kids, the ones under 21 at least, anticipate their birthdays each year. My youngest child just had his 3rd birthday. I could help but think that whole day, "when did you get so big?" And it wasn't just him I was talking about either, I have come to notice the small changes in my children that are pushing them toward growing up. I don't like it and I want it to stop, however I know that is never going to happen so in the mean time I will just have to cherish every moment and preserve their sweetness in photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-6746943639919114471?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6746943639919114471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=6746943639919114471' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/6746943639919114471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/6746943639919114471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2008/09/where-did-time-go.html' title='Where Did the Time go?'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SNPEfZrFE7I/AAAAAAAAABo/nfsgy2rEwZo/s72-c/DSC03489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-436976255380661642</id><published>2008-09-06T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T08:46:02.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The dish washer quit!</title><content type='html'>YES that is right "I QUIT"!!! After 6 and a half years of doing the dishes (yes honey I know you have helped too) by hand, I finally got a dish washer!! I was so excited that I only had a handful of dishes to do last night. You know things like pots, pans, and the knifes you don't want to go in the dish washer. Well I filled up the sink about half full cause I only had a couple dishes to do not the whole kitchen. I started with the knifes....apparently I was so excited, and thinking about the dish washer that I lost my grip of the knife it slipped and I cut my finger!!! Not bad enough for stitches or anything but bad enough that I couldn't finish the few dishes I had to do. But you know what I didn't care that much about them because I had my shiny new (to me) dish washer!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-436976255380661642?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/436976255380661642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=436976255380661642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/436976255380661642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/436976255380661642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2008/09/dish-washer-quit.html' title='The dish washer quit!'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401162076436225072.post-1367258741326145508</id><published>2008-09-05T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T11:23:32.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my Rehab!!!</title><content type='html'>In the last month or so I have become increasingly more and more addicted to MOBSTERS a silly little application on myspace. If you are not one of the thousands or millions that do not know what it is.....well your character is a "mobster" and you have to get your friends to join your "mob" and you get to "whack" people and such things like that. I have realized how out of control it has become to me. A typical day for me is to...wake up, put 2 of my 3 kids on the bus (the other one is only 3), put Phineas and Ferb on for the little one, sit down to my computer, check mail (nothing important), check twitter (my other addiction...shhh I'm keeping this one), and log in to myspace and that is where I stay most of the day.  I'm not soooo addicted to it that I ignore my family, but still it is on my computer screen all day and I am always fussing with it. So as an attempt to break myself of this addition as I call it, I have been inspired over the last month or so to start a blog. My wonderfully insane hubby ( I love you honey) said that I should start this and I refused because " who is going to read it". Well I have come to the conclusion that I really don't care IF anyone reads it. This is "myspace" to say what I want, about what I want. A place to get this and that out of my head if you will.  So as of right now I have no direction in which I plan to go with this, or how often I plan on adding to it. I am hoping that this will become my new addiction and maybe some brave people will join in. Thanks and stay tuned!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5401162076436225072-1367258741326145508?l=twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1367258741326145508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5401162076436225072&amp;postID=1367258741326145508' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/1367258741326145508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5401162076436225072/posts/default/1367258741326145508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinglystreehouse.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-my-rehab.html' title='This is my Rehab!!!'/><author><name>twingly's Treehouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15469963769852728406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PRe-oiMDrc/SMFylVD-6lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VKwMdES83pA/S220/twingly25%40yahoo.com_74a73f65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
