<?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-3666115165898907956</id><updated>2012-01-30T22:04:43.957-08:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='houseparty'/><category term='Banzel'/><category term='Megan'/><category term='grand opening'/><category term='Mr. Fox'/><category term='free'/><category term='antiques'/><category term='crystal'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Elvis'/><category term='Septy'/><category term='Sun. Spring'/><category term='Freebies'/><category term='candles'/><category term='big dog'/><category term='free sample'/><category term='silver'/><category term='coupon'/><category term='Dawg'/><category term='pole'/><category term='Perfume'/><category term='lighthouse'/><category term='Colgate'/><category term='Video'/><category term='roller skates'/><category term='Marshalls'/><category term='contest'/><category term='true orange'/><category term='true lime'/><category term='coupons'/><category term='kincade'/><category term='Allergies'/><category term='happy'/><category term='Clairol'/><category term='Monday'/><category term='antique'/><category term='little dog'/><category term='Mrs. Fox'/><category term='Aveeno'/><category term='candle holder'/><category term='bargains'/><category term='Sonic'/><category term='ugly old man face dog'/><category term='Neighbors'/><category term='nasco.carafe'/><category term='true lemon'/><category term='scents'/><category term='rummage sale'/><category term='cat'/><title type='text'>Miss Daphne</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a blog of what I find interesting for what ever reason. I hate to admit it but I am easily amused so there will be a wide range of topics. 
I am a Baptist and I try to follow in my Lords footsteps, I am human though and I do make mistakes.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>232</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3513079465581103042</id><published>2012-01-30T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T22:04:43.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F1_nYPqiSyg/TyeAQyqo9TI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Ty8wEi4wF38/s1600/House+Patio+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F1_nYPqiSyg/TyeAQyqo9TI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Ty8wEi4wF38/s400/House+Patio+029.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES! Look at how green the grass is and how lush and thick and beautiful! I honestly miss spring and summer more this year then I have ever before. I thought I would post a lovely picture of summer on my blog to remind us all of how lovely summer is. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been cleaning out my closet like mad. I am bringing my clothing that I tossed to the clothing bank in town. I am embarrassed at how many bags I have already. There was no reason to have accumulated as many articles of clothing as I did. I also seem to wear the same items over and over. I will take a picture of all the bags of clothing before I donate them. I admit I had clothing that it to small for me that still had the tags on them. I was going to try and sell them but I have tried and I tore the sale tags off and tossed them. At least someone else wont be able to try and resale the item as NWT. Childish I know but that is me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will not toss any of my shoes being as I love high heels and dressing up. Even if it is just for church. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My best friend Jo will be coming home from her winter in Arizona the first week in April and we usually do lunch once a week. I am going to try and go to the better restaurants where we will have to dress up at least once a month. I am talking dresses or skirts, nylons, heels, make up, etc!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping to finish the closet tomorrow and then start on my dresser. I have panties that I have not worn in years but always thought&amp;nbsp;I will be back into them. I wear a 9/10 in panties and these are a size 7. So yeah I will be donating them as well. OK before you say gross these are new panties that were never worn. Hubby bought them for me not knowing what size I wore or what style I liked let alone the color. OK I hate tan panties! When I get back into the size 7 panties I will buy new panties in nice pretty colors!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the dresser I have swimming suits, and shorts, heck not sure what all is in the dresser. Well i will be donating what does not fit me or is more then 2 sizes to small for me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to find a way to earn money. I am trying to think what I can sell on Etsy. I know there has to be some craftiness in me somewhere. I need to check out ways to sell clothing online that works. Adult clothing cost to much to ship but baby clothing is cheap to ship. I buy cheap and forget I have stuff and then it is to small for who I bought it for. *sigh*.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3513079465581103042?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3513079465581103042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/yes-look-at-how-green-grass-is-and-how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3513079465581103042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3513079465581103042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/yes-look-at-how-green-grass-is-and-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F1_nYPqiSyg/TyeAQyqo9TI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Ty8wEi4wF38/s72-c/House+Patio+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3242636679236203362</id><published>2012-01-23T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T23:36:31.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rbSCDnNHWwU/Tx5dnl734YI/AAAAAAAAA54/2BS_ZRegZgY/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rbSCDnNHWwU/Tx5dnl734YI/AAAAAAAAA54/2BS_ZRegZgY/s400/003.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love how sweet Megan is in this dress. I bought the dress at Goodwill for a whole 99 cents! I love the good deals I used to find at thrift stores now days it is getting pretty hard to find anything I want or need.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went shopping today for some groceries and to check out the clearance at Fred Meyer's. I didn't find anything on clearance worth buy except for some groceries that were in the clearance cart. I was able to pick up five six packs of Zevia soda for free with my coupons not counting the tax. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The kids went to school with a two hour late start. I am just glad they both went to school and were out of the house. It would of been nice having quiet time but I was in town while they were gone lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am staying home tomorrow except for my chiropractic appointment. I will pick up Megan's medicines at Target at that time as well. I will then work more on my closet and get stuff loaded into the van to take to the clothing bank on Wednesday. I will also be working on my taxes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I did not make the stew today being as when I got home I had a migraine and had to go take a nap. I got to feeling sick in town and was just not able to do much when I got home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;\OK not much to day today just want to make sure I blog each day and I hope to get more followers and readers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXOXO D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3242636679236203362?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3242636679236203362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-how-sweet-megan-is-in-this-dress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3242636679236203362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3242636679236203362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-how-sweet-megan-is-in-this-dress.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rbSCDnNHWwU/Tx5dnl734YI/AAAAAAAAA54/2BS_ZRegZgY/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-1176073847156315383</id><published>2012-01-22T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T18:51:42.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday At My House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7c1f3BhX7DY/TxzFcGd1F4I/AAAAAAAAA5w/kNrPxeuBuPw/s1600/070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7c1f3BhX7DY/TxzFcGd1F4I/AAAAAAAAA5w/kNrPxeuBuPw/s400/070.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is what I have been dealing with these last few days. Well the snow and ice and rain and wind oh and no power to boot! I am sad to say that this cute tree did not make it through the storm. It was the nicest tree in this neighborhood but now it is history save for the trunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;OK I am still working on clearing out stuff that I do not need, use, want, wear, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I donated all of my card making supplies to my friend from church being as she makes cards for our amazing soldiers. I figured it was better to donate it to a good cause then to try and sell the stuff at a huge loss to me and still need supplies for the card making supplies. It was hard to tell them good bye being as I always planned to get back into making them but never do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I went through my closet after an argument with hubby over my large amount of stuff and I tossed 4/5th of my clothing. Most of the clothing is to small for me or I just did not like what I had in the closet. Some was given to me by a friend but it was just not my style. I figure if the clothing was a size 16 and here I am at a fat size 24 then why keep it any longer? I am going to go through the clothing one more time before I donate it to the clothing back just to be sure being as i was very upset when I pulled most my clothing off of hangers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am also donating a lot of stuff for our ladies night out this Friday. I hate to dust and the more stuff I have the more I have to dust. So I have gathered a few things around my house that are new or almost new just not needed and figured that someone else can be blessed by them! Let me tell you that there are going to be a lot of prizes this Friday night at our ladies night out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;OK so what have I gave away you might ask? I gave away my fish tank and stand, my card making supplies in the cart that held them all, my lava lamp, all of my cat supplies, I sold or gave away 3 book cases, numerous kitchen goodies, all of the VHS tapes, and 4 large boxes of clothing and Megan's and hubbies and various other kid items. I also have a large box of towels that will be going into the garage to be used as rags and tossed! I bought new towels and will use them and the few other towels that&amp;nbsp; have that are in great shape. Or I might return the new towels I bought and just make sure that the towels left are the ones that do not have that funky smell that towels pick up so easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am going to go through the bedding and cut back on what we have. I am picky on the sheets I sleep on so if they have the burrs I will donate them. My favorite sheet has a tear or two in them from getting caught on stuff so I have to toss it. I will toss the top sheet as well with it. I usually just use the fitted sheets on my bed and sleep with a comforter on me. Megan sleeps like that and so does hubby and the boy. I was told that fitted sheets and a comforter will be on clearance for 50% off tomorrow so I might go check them out and see what is available. I am also going to donate my leopard comforter being as it has burrs now from over use. Well maybe not being as I do love that comforter and how cool it looks in my bedroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;OK that is all I have to say for now hope you all are safe and warm tonight. XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-1176073847156315383?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/1176073847156315383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-what-i-have-been-dealing-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1176073847156315383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1176073847156315383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-what-i-have-been-dealing-with.html' title='Sunday At My House'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7c1f3BhX7DY/TxzFcGd1F4I/AAAAAAAAA5w/kNrPxeuBuPw/s72-c/070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4307675895391461385</id><published>2012-01-16T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:58:49.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HY7slzPCJsk/TxUXwTClBlI/AAAAAAAAA5g/SWpbGmeEXVQ/s1600/Soup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HY7slzPCJsk/TxUXwTClBlI/AAAAAAAAA5g/SWpbGmeEXVQ/s320/Soup.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is what&amp;nbsp;I made for dinner yesterday. It was done in the crock pot and was delicious and healthy to boot. Oh and it was very easy to make which makes it a win, win, win recipe for me. There is potatoes, carrots, celery, onions and 2 cans of chicken broth in this. Some salt and pepper to taste. I forgot to add the flour to thicken it but it was still delicious. I do think that I prefer the creamy version of potato soup better though.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Megan took another fall into the wall and split her brow area again. there is also a huge hole in the wall where she hit. i am doing this blog and then going to go lay down with her for the night and read in bed. I hate these seizures and all of her falls. This beautiful little girl *yes she is 20 but she is always my little girl* has bruises all over her body non stop. She looks like she was beat up half the time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going to start making daily list of what I need to do and keep it in a notebook. This way I will be able to see what I did accomplish each day and what I need to get done and what&amp;nbsp;I always forget to do. &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow the kids here are on a two hour delay due to the weather. Depending on what channel or the time we are going to get between two to&amp;nbsp;six inches of snow tonight through tomorrow and then another two to six inches on Wednesday. I think we will have slush that turns into ice. If we get a winter wonderland I will post lost of pictures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am seeing a chiropractor now for ten visits and then I have to pay for my visits over and above my co-pay. I still have the one spot in my back that wont pop but&amp;nbsp;I want it to pop it always hurts and aches. I had X-rays done and i do have degenerative arthritis through out my body. I also have thinning of something at my hips and the Dr. thinks I will have issues in ten years that will cause me trouble. Hey ten years is still ten years away! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I also have a hearing test scheduled for February 4th I think it is. If there is talking going on around me and other noise I can not understand what is being said most the time. With accents I am having a super hard time understanding what is said. I can be watching television and hubby will talk to me and I do not understand what hubby has asked me and have to continually say huh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK what else? I have been cleaning out stuff&amp;nbsp;again and made a huge dent&amp;nbsp;of the mess in my bedroom. I still have more to do but I am getting going in the right direction at least. i need to work on one area and finish that and not worry about other areas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well i am getting tired and thinking bed sounds pretty good right about now. XOXOXO Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4307675895391461385?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4307675895391461385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-what-made-for-dinner-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4307675895391461385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4307675895391461385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-what-made-for-dinner-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HY7slzPCJsk/TxUXwTClBlI/AAAAAAAAA5g/SWpbGmeEXVQ/s72-c/Soup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-1206429110739278449</id><published>2012-01-12T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:36:55.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-1206429110739278449?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/1206429110739278449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunset.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1206429110739278449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1206429110739278449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunset.html' title='Sunset'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-2795995922571348623</id><published>2012-01-11T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:36:55.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uRx1guEtPLw/Tw6BpBUfHSI/AAAAAAAAA44/IEnPSLojvWY/s1600/Thomas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uRx1guEtPLw/Tw6BpBUfHSI/AAAAAAAAA44/IEnPSLojvWY/s400/Thomas.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; am so sad by some news I just received today. One of the young men from my church was just diagnosed with&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: black; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 12px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hodgkin's Lymphoma. He is a wonderful example of God's love and is a blessing to know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-2795995922571348623?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/2795995922571348623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-so-sad-by-some-news-i-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/2795995922571348623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/2795995922571348623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-so-sad-by-some-news-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uRx1guEtPLw/Tw6BpBUfHSI/AAAAAAAAA44/IEnPSLojvWY/s72-c/Thomas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-8936416159607162359</id><published>2012-01-09T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:36:55.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear bloggers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am using life recognition.&amp;nbsp; I just found out that it was on my computer today.&amp;nbsp; I am not sure if I like that.&amp;nbsp; Am going to drive me bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-8936416159607162359?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/8936416159607162359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear-bloggers-i-am-using-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8936416159607162359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8936416159607162359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear-bloggers-i-am-using-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4071997236791673176</id><published>2012-01-08T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T22:18:39.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GqXWyqV6IvI/TwqGgDtsLfI/AAAAAAAAA4w/aGQLHD4gIyA/s1600/Kitty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GqXWyqV6IvI/TwqGgDtsLfI/AAAAAAAAA4w/aGQLHD4gIyA/s1600/Kitty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I hate morning so much. This picture is purrfect for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4071997236791673176?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4071997236791673176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-hate-morning-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4071997236791673176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4071997236791673176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-hate-morning-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GqXWyqV6IvI/TwqGgDtsLfI/AAAAAAAAA4w/aGQLHD4gIyA/s72-c/Kitty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-903731302314381557</id><published>2012-01-07T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T02:09:49.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow I Need To Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Where does time go? The older I get the faster time seems to fly by me. How can I be 47 already? It seems just yesterday I was 35 and just before that&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;was 21 and I was 16 just a few days before that. &lt;br /&gt;My life has had good days and bad days like most of us have. I have had a few friends pass on to heaven and even though my heart aches with their passing my heart also beats in happiness knowing that they are no longer in pain, or lonely, or whatever was wrong at the time. They are now walking with angels! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tomorrow&amp;nbsp;I have a memorial service for a wonderful gentleman who passed away on Christmas. He was a wonderful Christian and knew the bible better then anyone I know. He played the violin so beautifully it would bring tears to my eyes. His wife Miss Donna and him *Brother Chuck* spent the last of his days together in prayer and reading the bible together. What a shinning example of love and courage they were! My prayers go to Miss Donna as she now must travel this journey without he beloved husband. I know she will shed tears but that she is also blessed by her husbands passing and will have her sweet smiles again for everyone and her beautiful love for us all will shine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O3V7r4mnHME/TwgY5CGOr6I/AAAAAAAAA4o/K1Uk1D8lpjI/s1600/Cat+in+the+Box.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O3V7r4mnHME/TwgY5CGOr6I/AAAAAAAAA4o/K1Uk1D8lpjI/s1600/Cat+in+the+Box.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I also had to have my cat Fraidy put to sleep. She was just not happy unless she was right with me 24/7 it seems. She was always meowing for me if I was out of site, was always hungry but did not want to eat and she was always jumping onto the counters, the table and even the cabinet one time. I still miss Fraidy and even though it has been 2 months since she passed I am once again crying at her passing. I want to get another cat to love on but with hubby's allergies to cats and his dislike of cats I am not going to try for awhile to get one. I will admit I do not miss having to clean the cat box out or the smell from the urine. it is nice to walk into the house and smell clean. However just look what a sweetheart Fraidy is in this picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;OK I am going to go to bed but&amp;nbsp;I promise I will be posting regular daily blogs once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;XOXOXO D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-903731302314381557?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/903731302314381557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/wow-i-need-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/903731302314381557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/903731302314381557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2012/01/wow-i-need-to-blog.html' title='Wow I Need To Blog!'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O3V7r4mnHME/TwgY5CGOr6I/AAAAAAAAA4o/K1Uk1D8lpjI/s72-c/Cat+in+the+Box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-1552235945943490185</id><published>2011-11-08T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T02:10:09.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello There!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DuVZ2DzLu8g/TrjlytG3yyI/AAAAAAAAA4I/F8Aycnpjek0/s1600/AAAAAAAAAAA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DuVZ2DzLu8g/TrjlytG3yyI/AAAAAAAAA4I/F8Aycnpjek0/s400/AAAAAAAAAAA.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_BvKOiNL2aQ/TrjmgXTaYnI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/zOiqXX5JqWo/s1600/Megan+sephia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_BvKOiNL2aQ/TrjmgXTaYnI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/zOiqXX5JqWo/s400/Megan+sephia.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK I might be a bit biased but Megan is so beautiful! I love her in this dress. I was playing around and did this picture in black &amp;amp; white as well as in sepia. Oh the sepia shot is gorgeous! I pick the final pictures in about a week and I hope they did the sepia colors. &lt;br /&gt;So what is new with me? Everything it seems. I am busy but doing nothing it seems. oh yea I have been baking and canning and best of all getting rid of clutter! I am selling, or giving away stuff like mad. I wish I had taken before and after pictures to show all I have accomplished so far. OK I wanted to blog more but i am way to tired and need to go to sleep. XOXOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-1552235945943490185?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/1552235945943490185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/11/hellow-there.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1552235945943490185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1552235945943490185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/11/hellow-there.html' title='Hello There!'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DuVZ2DzLu8g/TrjlytG3yyI/AAAAAAAAA4I/F8Aycnpjek0/s72-c/AAAAAAAAAAA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-2448142295746240848</id><published>2011-09-25T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T23:53:21.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Older Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes I am thankful for getting older and all of that so get off my case before&amp;nbsp;I even start this blog. I do not need to hear how things could be worse, etc. This is my blog so i write how I am feeling so there. Plttttttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I turned 47 last Thursday.&amp;nbsp;I went to my first physical therapy appointment for my feet. yea I found out I am messed up. my feet have no arch, They are at a negative 30 not even at neutral and need to be at a positive 30 or something like that. my calve muscles are to short and i have to work at stretching them longer *meaning pain*, my thigh muscles need to lengthen as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The shoes that my podiatrist said were fine the PT said NO! The sandals the podiatrist said were fine the PT said NO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have two pairs of shoes that have been worn that&amp;nbsp;I am not supposed to wear for now. My new pair of tennis shoes i have to return. I have two pairs of the sandals that i wore so now&amp;nbsp;I am out that money as well. PT said no sandals what so ever until my feet are back to the right arch. I do not get to ever wear my heels to church! They are all getting boxed up and stored for now. Podiatrist said heels were fine to wear for a few hours to church and PT said NO NO NO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;What else is wrong with me? I got my first set of labs back and&amp;nbsp;I am still anemic. Like duh I thought I was being as&amp;nbsp;I never have enough sleep. My ferratin was still 19, same as it was 4 months ago! it has not raised at all&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;with no more bleeding.&amp;nbsp;I was so upset when&amp;nbsp;I saw that the number did not raise. I will find out more levels when the&amp;nbsp;CBC is all done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I want energy, I want to feel good, I want no more pain. I want to be 16 again! lol just kidding...... well maybe I am not sure right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Oh and the arthritis in my hands is getting a lot more painful. The fingers hurt 24/7.&amp;nbsp;I usually ignore the pain but it is a constant nagging at me. Closing my hands into a fist hurts. stretching my hands out hurts. I do admit I love my&amp;nbsp;warm paraffin&amp;nbsp;melter. Having my hands wrapped in warm&amp;nbsp;paraffin &amp;nbsp;really does feel nice to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Oh I go to the opthamologist next month. I am going to see how much the vision has changed and how bad the eye disorder has become. I am going to ask about the special contacts, and about cornea transplants. I need to do something or give up driving I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-2448142295746240848?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/2448142295746240848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/09/getting-older-sucks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/2448142295746240848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/2448142295746240848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/09/getting-older-sucks.html' title='Getting Older Sucks'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-7847164571344578188</id><published>2011-08-30T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T01:07:38.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Progress on Clutter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yes it is slow going but I am making progress on my clutter. I have 3 boxes of clothing from Megan's room to donate to the Orting Clothing Bank. I also have a box of various items to donate&amp;nbsp; as well. I just want to make sure that I get a donation slip for taxes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will be donating quite a few fancy dresses after I get Megan's pictures taken in the outfits. I am going to have to start going a lot to use up all the outfits lol. Some of them are a bit grown up but that is what is fun. Having Megan look her age for a change. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found my favorite pants in Megan's room when I was cleaning. I also found the socks I bought last year for her and was saving. I am going to donate most of her toys being as she wont touch them now and they are just clutter. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a few things that are new with the tags still on them. Things that she is to thin to wear. Shoes that are a 4 and she wears between a 2 and a 3. I think there are 5 fleece sets with pants and a matching jacket that were wore maybe 3 times each but they are to short for her. There is an adorable NWT dress that is a 12 and she needed a 14 in that style. I might try it on her tomorrow and see if she is thin enough now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am getting&amp;nbsp; her picture taken tomorrow and have to decide which outfit to put her in. I have the long white wedding dress. It is so beautiful looks like a princess dress. There are a few others that I have to decide between. I guess I will ask her dad and see what he says. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXOXO Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-7847164571344578188?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/7847164571344578188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/08/making-progress-on-clutter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/7847164571344578188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/7847164571344578188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/08/making-progress-on-clutter.html' title='Making Progress on Clutter!'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-905755321437010239</id><published>2011-08-29T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T13:11:13.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Your Kid, Not a Gerbil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tyndale.com/blog/?p=1243"&gt;http://www.tyndale.com/blog/?p=1243&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please enter the contest and read about a new book out by author Dr. Kevin Leman. &lt;strong&gt;It's&amp;nbsp;Your Kid, Not a Gerbil.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Do you sometimes feel like a gerbil running on a wheel inside a cage as you  scurry from place to place, chauffeuring your children from one endless activity  to another? What if, for one moment, you could just step off of the wheel . . .  and relax? How would you feel then? And what if that single moment could stretch  into an hour, or even a whole day? In his new book, &lt;em&gt;It’s Your Kid, Not a  Gerbil&lt;/em&gt;, Kevin Leman will provide practical solutions and helpful insight to  get off the activity wheel so that you can put your time and energies where they  really count: in establishing strong character and a love for home and family  that will serve your kids well for a lifetime.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-905755321437010239?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/905755321437010239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-your-kid-not-gerbil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/905755321437010239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/905755321437010239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-your-kid-not-gerbil.html' title='It&apos;s Your Kid, Not a Gerbil'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-481607608842460314</id><published>2011-08-22T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T22:20:58.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thriving At College</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IuU9mKxylEM/TlM4ncUgNQI/AAAAAAAAA34/yAUeXQ2KVpI/s1600/Thriving+at+College.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IuU9mKxylEM/TlM4ncUgNQI/AAAAAAAAA34/yAUeXQ2KVpI/s200/Thriving+at+College.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a son who plans on going to college in 2 more years. I have heard so many horror stories from friends who went to college or have kids now in college that I was making myself sick with worry. I feel so much better after reading this book by Alex Chediak.&lt;br /&gt;The book is separated into four main sections including college matters, relationship matter, character matters and academics matter. Each of the sections point out common mistakes that are made during college. I loved this book and how it tackles the issues facing today's young students and even older students. The first section of college matters was my favorite section of the book. &lt;br /&gt;Covering and showing the common mistake of *Chucking Your Faith* and *Treating College as if it Were High School* touched home with me and my fears of sending my youngest off to college and what he will do.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the book there are different Factoids that were very informative. The most interesting and alarming one to me was *Of those college freshman who aspire to become medical doctors, less then 10% actually do. My son wants to enter the medical field so this really gives me cause to worry.&lt;br /&gt;I feel every parent and student should read this book no matter what their religious beliefs are. It gives sound guidelines for everybody.&lt;br /&gt;In exchange for my honest opinion, I received this book free of charge from Tyndale House Publishers.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; padding-top: 10px; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-481607608842460314?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/481607608842460314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/08/thriving-at-college.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/481607608842460314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/481607608842460314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/08/thriving-at-college.html' title='Thriving At College'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IuU9mKxylEM/TlM4ncUgNQI/AAAAAAAAA34/yAUeXQ2KVpI/s72-c/Thriving+at+College.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4489314600085630061</id><published>2011-08-20T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T21:11:35.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Ready For School To Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Q3DLmFIBrQ/TlCFaDGxhaI/AAAAAAAAA30/uNdo-7Drt_Y/s1600/zombie-cats-05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Q3DLmFIBrQ/TlCFaDGxhaI/AAAAAAAAA30/uNdo-7Drt_Y/s320/zombie-cats-05.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes&amp;nbsp;I am more then ready for school to start. I do not look forward to the rain and snow and wind but I do look forward to having my life back! I love sleeping in and wow can&amp;nbsp;I sleep in when&amp;nbsp;I cuddle with Megan. However I need to get back on track to normalcy! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been cleaning and clearing out stuff today. It is amazing how much I can stuff into a box with plans to go through it tomorrow. Well today is tonmorrow. I have cleared out 3 or 4 Avon boxes so far stuffed with junk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope to start posting every day andc that is my plan. I will try my best but I always get side tracked for some reason. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well just wanted to say hi and I will post later about my contest that&amp;nbsp;I won! OK I will tell you now. For one of my *missions* for products that&amp;nbsp;I sample and share my opinions and share coupons, etc. At the end of the mission&amp;nbsp;I did a final survey and they picked my name!!! I won a gift card to Amazon for $100.00!&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;I spent it ASAP lol and bought me a new Kindle! I had $15 worth of other gift cards so in the end I paid with tax $36.00 for my Kindle. How cool is that?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4489314600085630061?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4489314600085630061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-ready-for-school-to-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4489314600085630061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4489314600085630061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-ready-for-school-to-start.html' title='I Am Ready For School To Start'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Q3DLmFIBrQ/TlCFaDGxhaI/AAAAAAAAA30/uNdo-7Drt_Y/s72-c/zombie-cats-05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-5410349372775745277</id><published>2011-08-03T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T15:34:53.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan and Gravity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DRZsAjlHgU/TjnBJ5-k8NI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Ir9QESwIiVc/s1600/right+knee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DRZsAjlHgU/TjnBJ5-k8NI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Ir9QESwIiVc/s400/right+knee.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6GoI8ttvVA/TjnBR1yXZiI/AAAAAAAAA3U/QnFUD6pghY8/s1600/left+knee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6GoI8ttvVA/TjnBR1yXZiI/AAAAAAAAA3U/QnFUD6pghY8/s400/left+knee.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_xipssH6zc8/TjnBlAmMVNI/AAAAAAAAA3o/0HQJApDyoHE/s1600/foot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_xipssH6zc8/TjnBlAmMVNI/AAAAAAAAA3o/0HQJApDyoHE/s400/foot.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oRtp3FGi2WU/TjnBXUDTQuI/AAAAAAAAA3c/BylDnzAJQeE/s1600/face+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oRtp3FGi2WU/TjnBXUDTQuI/AAAAAAAAA3c/BylDnzAJQeE/s400/face+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tzgIukX_25E/TjnBenv-x1I/AAAAAAAAA3k/Nz20ISc1Nrs/s1600/face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tzgIukX_25E/TjnBenv-x1I/AAAAAAAAA3k/Nz20ISc1Nrs/s400/face.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have waited a while to post this blog because I felt so bad about Megan getting hurt.&lt;/span&gt; Yes I am even feeling a bit guilty about her getting hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LtLMwcTouE8/TjnBuvFP1pI/AAAAAAAAA3s/RbEn9qvRqR8/s1600/face+done.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LtLMwcTouE8/TjnBuvFP1pI/AAAAAAAAA3s/RbEn9qvRqR8/s400/face+done.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3sL78Ko_3E/TjnBUMfSwBI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/n2B5Z8FUZvQ/s1600/bandaged+face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3sL78Ko_3E/TjnBUMfSwBI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/n2B5Z8FUZvQ/s400/bandaged+face.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had gone outside with Megan and we were sitting on the porch swing listening to music and swinging and *talking* and singing. Megan was almost asleep and I noticed that my plants were cussing at me screaming for water. I figured Megan was right there napping so&amp;nbsp;I started to water to make the plants stop haunting me.&amp;nbsp; I had watered the plants on the porch and hanging from the porch. I decided that I would move some plants to the garden to get more sun and had moved a few and then I turned around and Megan was getting up and sitting on the swing. I walked over to Megan to see what was up and realized that she was bleeding from her brow.&amp;nbsp; Oh no now she has blood from her cheek, hands, knees, feet......I made sure she was going to stay still and ran into the house to get a towel and the phone. Ran back to Megan and pressed on the worst part of the bleeding her brow.Pulled away and still bleeding. Blood, blood, blood. I called Robert to see where he was and thankfully he was out front. I said I need you NOW!!!! If he had been gone I was calling 911 at this point. So he helps With Megan and I grab a clean dress with no blood on it and we rush to the ER. I was asked 100 times what happened to where I get to feel like they are calling CPS. they even have a record of how Megan has balance issues and has fallen before and had staples. So we get to see the Dr. and he ended up giving Megan 3 or 4 stitches to close up her brow. I had them just do the shot to numb her up and said to forgot the sleepy meds. They take 30 minutes to work and Megan is great with shorts. The Dr. had to cut away part of the brow skin to make the injury cleaner and easier to stitch. So yes you can see her pretty little owies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So then yesterday I went out to water my plants that were begging for water again. Megan was laying down on the couch so I had kept the sliding door opened just a bit to listen for Megan. I am watering my little heart out when Megan opens the door and steps out..... I drop the hose and rush to her but she has stepped and stumbled and crashed.... luckily into the patio table. She did scratch her foot a bit but she was OK. so now I have to figure out how to water my plants and keep Miss Megan from falling and getting hurt!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-5410349372775745277?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/5410349372775745277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/08/megan-and-gravity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5410349372775745277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5410349372775745277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/08/megan-and-gravity.html' title='Megan and Gravity'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DRZsAjlHgU/TjnBJ5-k8NI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Ir9QESwIiVc/s72-c/right+knee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-2780876599844800496</id><published>2011-07-27T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T01:56:58.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crud</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Love, love, love, love, love, love.......... OK deep breathing.............. Relax, let it go, breath.........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK today has not been my day. I love me! I burnt the ribs to a crisp, Megan dropped a shot glass and it shattered all over the kitchen, I stepped on the shards a few times, chicken in crock pot is not done, hmmm yea just not a productive day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow is a new day and it has to be &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;better. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sun will come out tomorrow......... *smacking red headed brat upside the head for that damn song*.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am getting a mani/pedi this week I believe. I need to have pretty nails to cheer me up. If they get them into shape I will keep them up.&amp;nbsp;I want a hot pink color on the toes and fingers. I love fake nails but my nails do not like them they break all the time when I have had them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope to sell an item tomorrow for hubby and that will make him happy and get a huge box out of my way. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I decided not to have a garage sale and I am going to freecycle stuff and then donate what is not taken. I will use the Salvation Army being as&amp;nbsp;I prefer their prices iver Goodwill. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was supposed to go to lunch with Jo tomorrow but I am not in the mood to go. I am not mad at her just a little hurt not really hurt not sure what the word is. Dissapointed maybe?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were supposed to go and get our mani./ pedis together this week and instead she went with her neighbor who paid for both of theirs. Yes I understand why she went with her neighbor I would of to but I wanted to have some one get theirs done when I did as well. Am I just being childish? I don't care I am just in a funk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went to do Megans last diaper change at 1AM and guess what? She had a poopie diaper and decided to play in it. yea just the way to end a day. So now it is almost 2AM and the warm bath wired her up. She is doing her pacing and has done about 25 laps around the house now. SIGH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-2780876599844800496?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/2780876599844800496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/07/crud.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/2780876599844800496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/2780876599844800496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/07/crud.html' title='Crud'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3520932358687326195</id><published>2011-07-26T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T22:57:12.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Falls by Esther Freud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BN0n3XWFJnw/Ti-omQ1brVI/AAAAAAAAA3M/BwNZ9J7ayRA/s1600/imagesCAUZ9YRQ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BN0n3XWFJnw/Ti-omQ1brVI/AAAAAAAAA3M/BwNZ9J7ayRA/s1600/imagesCAUZ9YRQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think that Esther needs to get a life and stop writing. This story first of all was one long chapter. Seriously you can not make chapters or what? I was disappointed in the ending, the middle, the beginning... I read and kept thinking OK this is going to get better sooner or later. Well yes it got better when I closed the book. How can there be so many characters and we still know nothing about them? Why was Lambert in such a dire rush to get home? What does Lara see in Kip who seems to be&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;such an ass? I am glad that I only paid $1.00 for this book and even then I feel ripped off.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3520932358687326195?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3520932358687326195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/07/love-falls-by-esther-freud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3520932358687326195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3520932358687326195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/07/love-falls-by-esther-freud.html' title='Love Falls by Esther Freud'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BN0n3XWFJnw/Ti-omQ1brVI/AAAAAAAAA3M/BwNZ9J7ayRA/s72-c/imagesCAUZ9YRQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-8336336530900036180</id><published>2011-07-26T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T15:32:25.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b73iyiyaryc/Ti9AVq45X3I/AAAAAAAAA3E/foaLsGp6Pqg/s1600/Flamingos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b73iyiyaryc/Ti9AVq45X3I/AAAAAAAAA3E/foaLsGp6Pqg/s400/Flamingos.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love me. I needed to hear that someone loves me today so I decided I will tell myself each day that I LOVE ME! repeat after me... I LOVE ME! Yes I love you to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Still a rough day/ night here with the other half of me but guess what? I will not allow another person to dictate my happiness any longer. If someone has issues with me, my life, what I do or do not do, etc. guess what? They can go fly a kite in a thunder storm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial;"&gt;So any how have you have drank an energy shot and had it knock you out? I had one yesterday and could not stay awake. I mean what the heck is up with that? I took my shot and an hour later I was sound asleep for an hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial;"&gt;So I am back to making a list of what I need to get done each day. That seems the only way for me to get stuff done. So for the rest of today my list is as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial;"&gt;1. Finish the ironing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial;"&gt;2. Cut out coupons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial;"&gt;3. Organize coupons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial;"&gt;4. Vacuum floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial;"&gt;5. Re list stuff on Craigslist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial;"&gt;6. Make a grocery list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial;"&gt;7. Write up a weekly menu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-8336336530900036180?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/8336336530900036180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-love-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8336336530900036180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8336336530900036180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-love-me.html' title='I Love Me'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b73iyiyaryc/Ti9AVq45X3I/AAAAAAAAA3E/foaLsGp6Pqg/s72-c/Flamingos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-6247963053086142022</id><published>2011-07-24T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T23:53:43.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need My Happy Place Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If someone asked me today if i liked being married I would of said YES! If they asked me that 2 hours ago&amp;nbsp;I would say HELL NO. Sadly I am still thinking WTF did I get married for? How can a person go from being happy and sweet and then turn on a dime and be cussing and mumbling and throwing stuff and kicking stuff? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;My stress level is shy high right now. I am angry and just plain out pissed off. I usually am very calm but there comes a point.... Hubby had last weekend off and he did stuff he wanted to nothing to the house inside or outside. He worked Saturday and today he was off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We went to church and then he asked if I wanted to go out to eat. OK sounds good to me. I ended up paying for lunch being as he left his wallet in the van. WTF? You asked me out why am I paying then? Yes it is our money but lunch came out of my account not his. I offered to pay being as I had a feeling he was going to pull this. Oh well lunch was still fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We came home and he started to work on Roberts truck. Hmm where is Robert at?&amp;nbsp;Oh yea screwing off as usual not helping&amp;nbsp;fix own damn truck. Hubby works a few hours and heads back to church for evening service comes home in a bit of a pissy mood and starts to work in Roberts truck again. WTF? Where is Robert at? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Jason finally comes in and realizes the dryer must not be vented due to the heat in the laundry room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;WOW talk about all hell breaking loose! Now hubby is cussing, throwing stuff on the floor, kicking stuff, mumbling *which I hate with a fucking passion!*, whining, complaining, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Woe is me no one cares about the house, or the yard or the vehicles or him waaa waaa waaa. I wanted to say grow some balls and be a man and stop the damn PMSing. He kicked a box and just missed hitting me in his temper fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;OK I need to water my plants. Have not been able to since yesterday and it was just a partial water. Megan had her accident and I had to stop working outside. Robert has been useless here. I needed 15 minutes to do the rest of the watering. Hubby worked on the damn truck today and all last weekend. He spent no time on the house or yard last weekend. He has bitch non stop about having no time. YES he has time he chose to do what he wanted not what needed to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;So ask me if I like being married next week and we will see what my answer is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-6247963053086142022?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/6247963053086142022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-need-my-happy-place-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6247963053086142022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6247963053086142022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-need-my-happy-place-back.html' title='I Need My Happy Place Back'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-7998902113946962680</id><published>2011-07-20T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T12:15:27.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Advice For Surviving The School Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My best advice for surviving the school year with ease is to stay organized. Keep a list of what needs to be done each day/ week&amp;nbsp;and check it off as you go. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nn2vCyUbFhk/TicoHbDEvKI/AAAAAAAAA28/_Ca3Bp0Xwvk/s1600/MasterMindandLittleSister.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="117" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nn2vCyUbFhk/TicoHbDEvKI/AAAAAAAAA28/_Ca3Bp0Xwvk/s200/MasterMindandLittleSister.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mV2CSmw9w64/TicoJFD8A9I/AAAAAAAAA3A/jNtTm2KLKWg/s1600/1500iD_white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mV2CSmw9w64/TicoJFD8A9I/AAAAAAAAA3A/jNtTm2KLKWg/s200/1500iD_white.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A-mMwBrAt7k/TiciqZUbVeI/AAAAAAAAA24/0cDnNlsQykQ/s1600/1500iD_red.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A-mMwBrAt7k/TiciqZUbVeI/AAAAAAAAA24/0cDnNlsQykQ/s320/1500iD_red.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make sure that your homework is turned in on time! Late work and mis-placed work can really affect your grades and not in a good way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/masterlock"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c717d;"&gt;www.facebook.com/masterlock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am required to disclose that&amp;nbsp;I am&amp;nbsp;entering a contest for a Master Lock back-to-school prize pack as a member of the Mom Bloggers Club.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not forget your locker locks. I still have nightmares over my combinations that I would forget. I remember more then once after school had been in for months my locker combination would go blank in my mind. I had to go to the office and ask for my combination. I was always looked at weirdly as if I was crazy. Well yes I have always been a bit crazy but the new lock that YOU decide the combination to would of been great for me back then!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-7998902113946962680?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/7998902113946962680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-best-advice-for-surviving-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/7998902113946962680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/7998902113946962680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-best-advice-for-surviving-school.html' title='My Best Advice For Surviving The School Year'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nn2vCyUbFhk/TicoHbDEvKI/AAAAAAAAA28/_Ca3Bp0Xwvk/s72-c/MasterMindandLittleSister.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3186050196774641220</id><published>2011-07-06T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:24:08.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who I Am?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XqRtfpwcou8/ThUfro58a0I/AAAAAAAAA20/bNsaUY4i2nU/s1600/Wynter+Family.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XqRtfpwcou8/ThUfro58a0I/AAAAAAAAA20/bNsaUY4i2nU/s640/Wynter+Family.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I love this picture that my Aunt Shelley posted. It is fun to see how happy we all look. Secrets had not been told yet, the skeletons were still in the closet. I had&amp;nbsp;not experienced heart break yet not the loss of family that I adore and love. I knew my relatives by name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;My family is having a family reunion. I have no idea who I will remember without having to be told their names. How sad is that?&amp;nbsp;I grew up with my cousins and usually saw them once a year at the family picnic and at parties at Uncle Brads and Aunt Marilyn's house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Uncle Brad passed on years ago back in 83? I am checking into the right year and will correct it later when I get it. Aunt Marilyn will be 90 and we are celebrating her birthday at the reunion. I loved their house as well. There were millions of places to play. All of us kids we head outside and climb the fence even the electric one *yes I did get a shock* once. They had a worm garden, had chickens that they cut off the head and we had for dinner. I refused to watch and do not think I ate the chicken. We also tried bear and rabbit at their house. I played with these little mind puzzles and was able to do them with the innocence of a child while the adults who think to much had a hard to doing them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The Easter Egg hunts at Joe and Gloria's were so much fun even if&amp;nbsp;I always got a raw egg. I loved getting to swim the the swimming pool with my brother David and cousins Shelly and Steve. I remember making a whirlpool with those three and then letting the water just push us each around the pool. I also remember swallowing a huge black fly! LOL Uncle Joe passed on years ago but even if he and Aunt Gloria were no longer married I do still have some fond memories of him. Aunt Gloria was so sweet to me a few years ago when I went to the family brunch after being out of the *family* for years.&amp;nbsp; She welcomed me with open arms and hugs and made me feel like I was part of the family again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Playing at Aunt Hopes house and being allowed the pleasure of hanging out with the ladies as they cooked food and served it up and did the dishes. It was honestly a special time that made me feel appreciated and loved. the adults always made a big deal how much help I was even if I was just in the way talking up a storm. They let me in to their special world of real WOMEN! Aunt Hope would do a magic trick for us kids where she would put her thumbs together and like magic she would make her thumb separate. it was always the first thing we had Aunt Hope do for us kids. :) I smell chocolate cake and see ribbon candy when I think of the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I last saw my Wynter family back at my Grammas funeral and before that it was at her Birthday party. I had so much fun re connecting with my cousins and seeing them grown up and adults at the Birthday party. The time went way to fast for me. I hope to get to reconnect with them more this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I will have my camera ready to shoot 100's of pictures! I am going to have my cell phone for numbers and a note book for addresses and emails as well. I want to keep in touch with family this time being as time really does go by in a nano second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3186050196774641220?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3186050196774641220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/07/guess-who-i-am.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3186050196774641220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3186050196774641220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/07/guess-who-i-am.html' title='Guess Who I Am?'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XqRtfpwcou8/ThUfro58a0I/AAAAAAAAA20/bNsaUY4i2nU/s72-c/Wynter+Family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-8856480524823171201</id><published>2011-06-30T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T17:20:00.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People Read before Replying! *SMH*</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OK I am cleaning stuff out of the house getting ready for a Goodwill run Friday morning. I offered the stuff up to Freecyclers first being as I think Goodwill prices stuff way to high. I was very specific in my add stating needed picked up tomorrow. I got a reply right off the bat saying they were interested and could pick up on Saturday. Hmm I was pretty specific in saying tomorrow. They are just up the hill from me. Not like they have to drive 20 miles. i need my van free for garage sa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-8856480524823171201?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/8856480524823171201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/people-read-before-replying-smh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8856480524823171201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8856480524823171201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/people-read-before-replying-smh.html' title='People Read before Replying! *SMH*'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4537108092678428740</id><published>2011-06-28T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T19:59:54.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyLqJf4ezuI/TgqVFib3wmI/AAAAAAAAA2w/yggGTMYY4Xo/s1600/maki.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyLqJf4ezuI/TgqVFib3wmI/AAAAAAAAA2w/yggGTMYY4Xo/s320/maki.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I hate this feeling I have right now. It slowly creeps up on me and then just swallows me up whole. I will be totally fine and then for no reason what so ever I feel it bit by bit taking over my body. I want to crawl into a dark room and go to sleep or just cry.&amp;nbsp;I want to hide from everybody and everything. When people try to say there is no such thing or to just ask God to handle it and that if I am truly saved there is no such thing as depression it makes me angry.&amp;nbsp;I was fine this morning and then just a little bit inch by inch it took over my body like a shadow. OK you know how when you are on your lap top and you pause to long and the screen slowly darkens? That is how depression attacks me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;was chatting with some friends today on&amp;nbsp;line and they are all slim. I have never been slim for as long as I can remember. Even when I was not super fat like I am now I was heavy. I never had a boyfriend from school. I wanted one but never had one. I was 16 before I had my first kiss and then it was with a guy I met cruising who was older and was thinking he was getting laid. He had red hair and a big butt. That is all I remember about him. Yea what a great first kiss.... not. My point is being as I felt so worthless I settled for what I was able to grasp at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I need to get on an eating plan. I need to lose weight.&amp;nbsp;I need to get into shape. I need to get organized. I have so much I need to do and all I want to do is sleep. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4537108092678428740?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4537108092678428740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/depression.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4537108092678428740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4537108092678428740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/depression.html' title='Depression'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyLqJf4ezuI/TgqVFib3wmI/AAAAAAAAA2w/yggGTMYY4Xo/s72-c/maki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-6465381059531758909</id><published>2011-06-22T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T08:39:51.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Times @ 2AM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Woohoo baby I had some excitement at 2AM that woke me up real fast! Snicker, snicker, snicker. No not that kind of excitement sillies. I am talking doorbell ringing, cops at door, lights going, the whole she bang. Oh and for once it was not Robert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;It seems some kids did something bad and they were being chased by my local cops here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;One was in custody and the other had jumped our fence to our neighbors yard. He used our recycle bin to jump the fence lazy kid huh? In the old days he would be able to jump it on his own. Geesh what can you say about kids these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-6465381059531758909?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/6465381059531758909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/fun-times-2am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6465381059531758909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6465381059531758909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/fun-times-2am.html' title='Fun Times @ 2AM!'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-8576882849162616015</id><published>2011-06-20T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T17:29:01.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry Birds I Mean Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qulw1eg2YDk/Tf_jJ3y_y0I/AAAAAAAAA2s/fsn1cY8-wJ4/s1600/birds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qulw1eg2YDk/Tf_jJ3y_y0I/AAAAAAAAA2s/fsn1cY8-wJ4/s1600/birds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yea i think my husband is a jerk most days lately. OK I do not think that for real I know he is a jerk most days! I am not sure why he is angry all the time it seems. Well I mean I know but it is stupid stuff that gets him going and going and going.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heck he is the Angry Energizer Bunny!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&amp;nbsp;is the rolling stone that gathers moss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes I am ranting today. I am cleaning up a mess that was made here by someone else that is not me. Oh well it is funny that someone throwing a fit did not hurt my feelings but helped me&amp;nbsp;get weeds pulled! Tossing my new plants was a childish thing to do but that is OK they are planted in the back and happy now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;just wanted to post a few words before I go out and do more planting&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-8576882849162616015?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/8576882849162616015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/angry-birds-i-mean-husband.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8576882849162616015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8576882849162616015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/angry-birds-i-mean-husband.html' title='Angry Birds I Mean Husband'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qulw1eg2YDk/Tf_jJ3y_y0I/AAAAAAAAA2s/fsn1cY8-wJ4/s72-c/birds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-1275154201475628111</id><published>2011-06-19T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T23:39:04.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mouth Speaks Before My Brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QyY5IaXJkDk/Tf7nUazOM0I/AAAAAAAAA2o/xX7dXdT7NLI/s1600/lips.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QyY5IaXJkDk/Tf7nUazOM0I/AAAAAAAAA2o/xX7dXdT7NLI/s400/lips.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes this is something I have to really work on. i say things before thinking about what I am saying. I even type things before my brain can process what&amp;nbsp;I have said. I have always been this way even when I was in junior high. I just blurt out things that amuse me. Most of the time it is funny and people laugh but I have had a sharp tongue a few times for which I am so sorry for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;It is so true that the tongue is a double edged sword. With the help of Paxil and with age I am able to hold my tongue so much better now days. Some people might say I am allowing others to walk all over me, how ever I see it as silence is golden and can say much more then words can. Have you ever tried to argue with a person who wont speak to you? It does take two to argue for it to be an argument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I also am working on my smart ass remarks. This is something I have been known for. Yes I am a quick thinker when it comes to silly comments but some days I feel like that is all I do. It can be fun going back and forth with a person but I want to be known for more then a quirky personality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Now I admit some times my comments are just to funny to not pop off. I have no idea why my brain works like this. my mouth opens and out comes my words just tumbling out like a prison break. I had a very funny comment to say to&amp;nbsp; hubby with his grouchiness today but i held my tongue and kept my lips zipped. He would not of found my comment funny even though it truly was at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I think I am going to start carrying around a note pad to jot my funny thoughts down, or maybe&amp;nbsp;I will use my record button on the cell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Yes I am a bit off my rocker but that is why I love to write and read. it lets my brain explore different areas so I don't spontaneously combust!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-1275154201475628111?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/1275154201475628111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-mouth-speaks-before-my-brain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1275154201475628111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1275154201475628111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-mouth-speaks-before-my-brain.html' title='My Mouth Speaks Before My Brain'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QyY5IaXJkDk/Tf7nUazOM0I/AAAAAAAAA2o/xX7dXdT7NLI/s72-c/lips.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3881994537723185328</id><published>2011-06-17T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T02:36:09.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel so alone with my rainbows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fdgu215x8Q4/TfseswZryAI/AAAAAAAAA2U/uzqQOy3m3Q4/s1600/June+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fdgu215x8Q4/TfseswZryAI/AAAAAAAAA2U/uzqQOy3m3Q4/s320/June+2011+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VmCQUxdMB1k/Tfseu8lPcSI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/HJGFPUeNsFY/s1600/June+2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VmCQUxdMB1k/Tfseu8lPcSI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/HJGFPUeNsFY/s320/June+2011+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PL-rfKor6X0/TfsewAVj_yI/AAAAAAAAA2c/mZLZJEVflM4/s1600/June+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PL-rfKor6X0/TfsewAVj_yI/AAAAAAAAA2c/mZLZJEVflM4/s320/June+2011+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-whtnqaokGA8/TfsexDy3PAI/AAAAAAAAA2g/VpK12vPSfCM/s1600/June+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-whtnqaokGA8/TfsexDy3PAI/AAAAAAAAA2g/VpK12vPSfCM/s320/June+2011+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bz0TlIWZyRw/TfseyGoL5iI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Ps8ti1eLtyo/s1600/June+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bz0TlIWZyRw/TfseyGoL5iI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Ps8ti1eLtyo/s320/June+2011+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder if anyone is reading my blogs any more. It is OK if I am writing for myself being as I blog for my own entertainment to start with. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel as if I have lost most of my friends online and off line. I do not have young kids, I do not drink or smoke, I do not party, I do not cyber,&amp;nbsp;I am just me. I&amp;nbsp;can feel myself pulling away from friends as we drift apart more and more. I just do not seem to have much in common with most people now days. I could easily live alone with cats and dogs and books and be happy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love watching Swamp People. I adore that Cajun accent they have. I want to try gator one day soon. I guess I will have to look online unless m&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y friend Shawn sends me some! *hint, hint*. Oh yea and some beignet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; mix as well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the rainbows here in Orting. I was outside yesterday and had the most fabulous time with the rain, sun and rainbows! Getting the double one was a blast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3881994537723185328?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3881994537723185328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-feel-so-alone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3881994537723185328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3881994537723185328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-feel-so-alone.html' title='I feel so alone with my rainbows'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fdgu215x8Q4/TfseswZryAI/AAAAAAAAA2U/uzqQOy3m3Q4/s72-c/June+2011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-8093588131309377229</id><published>2011-06-13T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T21:30:57.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha Ha I Do Not Have To Share</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The boy is in a mood now being as he does not have his truck at home and his girlfriends car is broke down. He wants to use my van tomorrow to run around town. He asked if I was using my van tomorrow and I said yes. He wanted to know where I was going and that he needed it. I said why and he said he needs to do errands and his truck is not at home and his girlfriends is broke down then he had murmuring about how that it is just ridiculous and he was getting mad. I said excuse me what did you say? He tried&amp;nbsp; to claim he was saying it is ridicules that no one has a car to use. Hey guess what? If I want to stay at home all day and do nothing I will! When someone does not do his chores, and does not pay for my gas, does not buy gifts for his family but does for his girlfriend and her family guess what? My van is off limits! He does not even bother to clean my van when he has been asked to. I think I will stay home all afternoon now and do nothing just because I can.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-8093588131309377229?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/8093588131309377229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/ha-ha-i-do-not-have-to-share.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8093588131309377229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8093588131309377229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/ha-ha-i-do-not-have-to-share.html' title='Ha Ha I Do Not Have To Share'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-7300974210772289388</id><published>2011-06-13T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T18:08:13.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raspberryaholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xA236zvaXk/Tfa0MggaGOI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/jwDHkhkEb2I/s1600/thumbnailwqrfwaetw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xA236zvaXk/Tfa0MggaGOI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/jwDHkhkEb2I/s1600/thumbnailwqrfwaetw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love, love, love and&amp;nbsp;I mean LOVE raspberries. Safeway has them on sale for $3.99 each but they are buy one get two free. I bought some last week and they were to die for. I bought some today and just ate two of the packages but they were just so so. There were a few with that orgasmically delicious flavor that I lust after. Most were just there no taste at all. What a bummer, I was&amp;nbsp;so desiring&amp;nbsp;that delicious summer explosion to burst forth in my mouth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-7300974210772289388?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/7300974210772289388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/raspberryaholic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/7300974210772289388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/7300974210772289388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/raspberryaholic.html' title='Raspberryaholic'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xA236zvaXk/Tfa0MggaGOI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/jwDHkhkEb2I/s72-c/thumbnailwqrfwaetw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-5931232160153560052</id><published>2011-06-10T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T22:56:52.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Depression Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R4dr73AlU7M/TfMA5utBJ1I/AAAAAAAAA2E/_2jbLKaA7oY/s1600/shoes+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R4dr73AlU7M/TfMA5utBJ1I/AAAAAAAAA2E/_2jbLKaA7oY/s320/shoes+3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B-uVZoUe-l8/TfMBl0qwZsI/AAAAAAAAA2I/vwA3NrSMCmg/s1600/shoebox+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B-uVZoUe-l8/TfMBl0qwZsI/AAAAAAAAA2I/vwA3NrSMCmg/s320/shoebox+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love shoes I am a shoe a holic. i went to my food doctor today and was told I have to wear real shoes. Heels are OK for a short time like church and such but I am to wear good arched shoes all day!!! OK I am always barefoot or in flip flops and the like. I have a ton a fun summer shoes and was getting a pedi next week to show of my toes. now they shall be covered in socks and shoes.&amp;nbsp;I am so depressed. &lt;br /&gt;I mean look at how cute my shoes are. I have sparkles and I have some brown heels that rock. I even have adorable shiny red shoes. Now they have to be worn sparingly.&amp;nbsp;I have every right to be depressed right?&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that if I follow the doctors orders my feet will get better and my arches will be good as new. Then I get to wear my shoes again when I want to! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E-01ypka0kw/TfMCBEeyq4I/AAAAAAAAA2M/IcDBWiDnnOA/s1600/L11700968.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E-01ypka0kw/TfMCBEeyq4I/AAAAAAAAA2M/IcDBWiDnnOA/s320/L11700968.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had to get cortisone shots in each foot as well today. Yea not one of my better days for fun huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-5931232160153560052?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/5931232160153560052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/major-depression-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5931232160153560052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5931232160153560052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/major-depression-here.html' title='Major Depression Here'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R4dr73AlU7M/TfMA5utBJ1I/AAAAAAAAA2E/_2jbLKaA7oY/s72-c/shoes+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-6606149551780434101</id><published>2011-06-09T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T18:21:04.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Old Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--IljXJklx08/TfFv_Os8XaI/AAAAAAAAA14/j34fttNoYhc/s1600/May+2011+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--IljXJklx08/TfFv_Os8XaI/AAAAAAAAA14/j34fttNoYhc/s400/May+2011+024.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PhxtcFpXAs4/TfFwBYTNE-I/AAAAAAAAA18/gzcP2tOCC2o/s1600/May+2011+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PhxtcFpXAs4/TfFwBYTNE-I/AAAAAAAAA18/gzcP2tOCC2o/s400/May+2011+025.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--TDlexSDOkk/TfFwDHqztkI/AAAAAAAAA2A/RDTJ_PSL4zM/s1600/May+2011+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--TDlexSDOkk/TfFwDHqztkI/AAAAAAAAA2A/RDTJ_PSL4zM/s400/May+2011+026.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I wish I had enjoyed being young when I was young. Now that I am almost 47, I understand why the older people talked about the joy of youth. I see know what they meant when they talked about their bones hurting, how bad today's music is, how wild the kids of today are, how easy kids have it, etc. I sound like my grandparents&amp;nbsp;did when&amp;nbsp;I was 16! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i am now post menopausal, I have arthritis in my joints, my arches have fallen, my eyes are going down hill. oh yea and I am&amp;nbsp;still anemic which is the main concern with the doctor. Oh and do not forget the mass in my left breast that has to be checked every 6 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Good news is my blood pressure was 120/70 at the doctors on Wednesday and that was after having a caramel frappe! My sugar levels are good as&amp;nbsp;are my cholesterol levels. I am also being faithful to taking my medicine at bedtime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;have scheduled my mammogram, my OT for my hands as well as my appointment with the Podiatrist, I still have to make an appointment for my eyes and check to see how far my eye disease has progressed. I am so thankful to God for allowing me to have insurance. I sure have made use of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am working on clearing out the spare bedroom of all of the junk. I am tossing stuff and getting ready to garage sale stuff or donate stuff. I just do not really care to have a garage sale for the most part. Yes I might make $100 for two days of work but it is easier and faster to donate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hey how do you like my bathroom? I changed it to flamingos and did it for very little cost. I have added a few new touches to it and will take pictures to show off how cute it is. I love to sit in my bathroom and just enjoy how cute it is. I know how weird right? I mean this is definitely a girls bathroom. To think this all happened because I bought a fluffy pink bath rug at Walmart on clearance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;XOXOXO Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-6606149551780434101?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/6606149551780434101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/getting-old-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6606149551780434101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6606149551780434101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/getting-old-sucks.html' title='Getting Old Sucks'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--IljXJklx08/TfFv_Os8XaI/AAAAAAAAA14/j34fttNoYhc/s72-c/May+2011+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-5457946188984092895</id><published>2011-06-06T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T12:40:39.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;i had do much fun throwing Jason his party on Saturday. We had people come and go at different times so it was just perfect. the weather was the nicest day we have had since last year. It was warm with a lovely breeze. The guest were all so sweet and lovely to be able to come at the last minute. Jason even wore the Birthday hat I bought him and his over the Hill bling necklace I bought him as well! He was a very gracious birthday boy. He was so fun to watch as people would stop by and wish him a happy birthday. He had a grin on his face all day long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i was so busy with being a good host I didn't get to visit as much as I wanted to but it was Jason's day. I forgot to serve the cole slaw and the macaroni salad even! i also forgot to bake the pizza rolls and the jalapeno poppers. We had enough food and our friends all seemed to like what I had made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I did not get Jason a cake but instead I made Rise Krispie treats and then I had bought large marshmallows and coated them in chocolate. They were a hit! The food was a pot of beans, Lil smokies in BBQ sauce, meatballs in BBQ sauce, chips, tortilla chips, dips, salsa, cheese ball, olives, lots of candy in cute dishes. Not sure what else I had here. Oh yea I made wraps that were really popular. I want to have more parties here, I love having friends over it is my *happy happy*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I had flamingos all over the place even the front door has a flamingo over it. I was going to take pictures but my memory card was missing and I was not able to find it in my purse where I tossed it. I will take pictures today of what is left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Robert had his friend Kevin over and&amp;nbsp;later his girlfriend Ciera and her sister Kayley came over. Oh add in the neighbor boy as well. It was fun hearing the kids in the house being kids and not young adults! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-5457946188984092895?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/5457946188984092895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/fantastic-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5457946188984092895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5457946188984092895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/fantastic-party.html' title='Fantastic Party'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3920113829543152505</id><published>2011-06-01T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:56:28.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: Heel Tastic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Dsd0kwN3EY/TecvVyQPMJI/AAAAAAAAA10/u-dkhHZNj18/s1600/thumbnail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Dsd0kwN3EY/TecvVyQPMJI/AAAAAAAAA10/u-dkhHZNj18/s1600/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I am in love with this stuff! I have mentioned before how well it works but thought it deserved a second Rave! I honestly have some of the worst heels the are tough, cracked with deep craters to China,would snag my nylons, etc. I some how manage to lose my jars of Heel Tastic all the time and then stop using them for a while. I started back to using this 2 days ago and my heels are looking snazzy again. My heels are almost summer time ready! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OK went to the Dr's. again for blood work and I am still anemic, and now I am testing for pre menopause, thyroid, and arthritis. I have never been tested for the M word before but have had signs for years they are just getting almost unbearable this last month. my joints have been killing me I just try to ignore the pain. Until the Dr. asked how often my joints hurt or how bad they hurt, I had never realized how much they hurt! I was borderline with my thyroid 3 months ago&amp;nbsp;so she wanted to re test. She emailed me to make an appointment to follow up on the test results. I will find out what is going on in a week. I might see if we can do a phone chat as well just to see what is up sooner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have not been able to get my cleaning done as fast as wanted. I just have not had the energy yet. I can still lay down in my char and be asleep in 5 minutes. When I go to bed I stay awake thinking of what I need to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am having a surprise 40th party for Jason on Saturday. I am not sure if any one will show up but our friend Jo. I was afraid to invite many people being as his schedule was up in the air. Oh yea and as of today he is on mandatory overtime. He also started on the van pool today. If he is forced to do the overtime then he loses out on the van pool money he spent and has to drive costing more in gas again. Ah chi waa waa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OK going to do more cleaning for a bit! XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3920113829543152505?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3920113829543152505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/review-heel-tastic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3920113829543152505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3920113829543152505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/06/review-heel-tastic.html' title='Review: Heel Tastic'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Dsd0kwN3EY/TecvVyQPMJI/AAAAAAAAA10/u-dkhHZNj18/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-7934989103913752656</id><published>2011-05-29T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T01:23:52.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: Goody Spin Pin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsTXqoYx7cE/TeH_udMe14I/AAAAAAAAA1w/ksxW6YgDnps/s1600/41qId5uuaBL__SX270_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsTXqoYx7cE/TeH_udMe14I/AAAAAAAAA1w/ksxW6YgDnps/s1600/41qId5uuaBL__SX270_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I bought the on sale Friday to give them a try and see if they worked. I really thought I would be returning them so I kept the receipt handy. I keep my hair off neck most of the time and wanted to give pony tails a break. These look painful and weird but guess what? I love them! They are easy to use after a few tries. My hair is still shortish and different layers so I played around to see what worked best for me. I have a kind of flat bun but it is off my neck and fun. It is funny in the AM when I brush out my hair after having these in over night. I have a FULL head of hair lol.Maybe I will snap a picture in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;OK I texted people and put the party on face book. I have to get invitations to church members in the morning. I will be getting the rest of the house in shape this week. So not a lot to say but YAY to blogging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-7934989103913752656?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/7934989103913752656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/05/review-goody-spin-pin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/7934989103913752656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/7934989103913752656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/05/review-goody-spin-pin.html' title='Review: Goody Spin Pin'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsTXqoYx7cE/TeH_udMe14I/AAAAAAAAA1w/ksxW6YgDnps/s72-c/41qId5uuaBL__SX270_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-1317035319935969956</id><published>2011-05-26T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T23:07:30.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a Happy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; I had my plans to go major couponing today after&amp;nbsp;I finished my sorting, clipping, comparing,&amp;nbsp;etc.&amp;nbsp; done.&amp;nbsp;I was headed out the door and could not find my keys. Spend 30 minutes looking for them all over the house. Called J and R&amp;nbsp; with R finally saying *sorry I have them in my pocket*. WTH? yea I have tons of shit to do today like the groceries we NEED. 2 damn vehicles here and no keys for wither. I had a major melt down flip out over a comment from J. yea he got the better of me and I totally lost it. Did you know the f bomb can be used a lot of times in different ways in texting? Especially when it takes 5 messages sent to do what I said in one paragraph.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I did more outside on the patio today and did more planting and more cleaning up. I have a lot of&amp;nbsp;veges growing now. I still have more to plant but I want to rotate planting times so I have them through the season. i guess if the weather dries out enough I will mow the lawn being as R&amp;nbsp;is useless if it is not something for him or his gf or her family. J is always to busy&amp;nbsp;to do a thing for me as well. Maybe I need to get a bf to help me do stuff here? lol I wish i was stronger and was able to screw in the screw hooks. i need to hang my tomato and strawberry hanging planters. I also have 2 other hanging planters to hang after they get planted with a cool plant that will hang over the sides.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK just wanted to make sure I blogged today and I will go couponing tomorrow and see what deals I can find. XOXOXO Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-1317035319935969956?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/1317035319935969956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-happy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1317035319935969956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1317035319935969956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-happy-day.html' title='Not a Happy Day'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3338538733848178747</id><published>2011-05-26T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T13:09:10.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: Hormel® Compleats® Kids Microwave Meals</title><content type='html'>I was recently offered the opportunity to have my kids try Hormel® Compleats® Kids Microwave Meals thanks to She Speaks. I was sent the following varieties to try.&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="100%"&gt;&lt;span class="form_options"&gt;Spaghetti &amp;amp; Meatballs, Pasta &amp;amp; Chicken, Beef Ravioli and Macaroni &amp;amp; Beef. the come in the perfect serving size container for the younger kids. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="form_options"&gt;I had the kids try &lt;strong&gt;Macaroni&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; Beef&lt;/strong&gt; first. It looked rather weird and kind of like&amp;nbsp;fake food. The smell reminded me of mystery meat Fridays back in grade school. The kids we happy to get to try a new food. Hmm that happiness lasted about as long as the food sat on their tongues. Both gagged but swallowed the bite. They refused to take another bite. I had to agree with the gag taste. Yep mystery meat all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv1jYC5Grt4/Td6yVKEmgXI/AAAAAAAAA1o/9QGkKJiz87Q/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="143" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv1jYC5Grt4/Td6yVKEmgXI/AAAAAAAAA1o/9QGkKJiz87Q/s200/3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="form_options"&gt;The next day we tried &lt;strong&gt;Beef Ravioli&lt;/strong&gt; and had the same experience. The meal was very bland, had a funky flavor and the sauce was way to thick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kJpTpBSihrs/Td6yP-0fXkI/AAAAAAAAA1g/A3oodMILOcw/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kJpTpBSihrs/Td6yP-0fXkI/AAAAAAAAA1g/A3oodMILOcw/s200/1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="form_options"&gt;Day three was &lt;strong&gt;Spaghetti &amp;amp; Meatballs&lt;/strong&gt;. This was also way to thick sauced. The noodles we to gooey and the kids were not happy with me making them try *nonono* foods. That was Megan's comment to the foods. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSqBNUc14iI/Td6yS9Ve6AI/AAAAAAAAA1k/R7IPgZ5-WVs/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSqBNUc14iI/Td6yS9Ve6AI/AAAAAAAAA1k/R7IPgZ5-WVs/s200/2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="form_options"&gt;Yippee day four and the last meal to try. Bring on the &lt;strong&gt;Pasta &amp;amp; Chicken&lt;/strong&gt;! More gooey pasta and dead looking chicken. One bite for each kid and more gagging and spitting out of the chicken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qp_1Fl_Mex0/Td6yWpOB-vI/AAAAAAAAA1s/5417QBD5J9U/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qp_1Fl_Mex0/Td6yWpOB-vI/AAAAAAAAA1s/5417QBD5J9U/s200/4.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="form_options"&gt;While I am glad to of been given the chance to try the meals&amp;nbsp;I have to be honest and give them a one star out of five. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="form_options"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="100%"&gt;&lt;span class="form_options"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="100%"&gt;&lt;span class="form_options"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="100%"&gt;&lt;span class="form_options"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3338538733848178747?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3338538733848178747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/05/review-hormel-compleats-kids-microwave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3338538733848178747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3338538733848178747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/05/review-hormel-compleats-kids-microwave.html' title='Review: Hormel® Compleats® Kids Microwave Meals'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv1jYC5Grt4/Td6yVKEmgXI/AAAAAAAAA1o/9QGkKJiz87Q/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3219387666406983353</id><published>2011-05-26T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T01:27:22.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA haven't I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I need to get back to blogging faithfully again. I love to blog and share my thoughts and ideas and ask questions. I seem to be most happy when I am blogging. if no one reads this anymore I accept that being as blogging is my release of overflow in my brain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First of all if I ramble and have spelling errors do not worry I took 2 codeine pills an hour ago to see if they would cut my pain.&amp;nbsp;I believe I have arthritis being as my joints hurt so much now days. I am to the point that I honestly hate to have to stand if&amp;nbsp;I have sat down.&amp;nbsp;I have to gear myself up knowing how bad the pain will be. I am having a lot of issues with my tail bone hurting like hell. Sorry for the cuss word but it was used to show the level of pain. From a 1 to a 10? It is an 8. I am going to make an appointment to look into testing to see what is up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found out i am still seriously allergic to the sun or I guess just super sensitive. I was garage saleing last Friday and the sun was out it was 70* and i was fried like a lobster. i mean a burn that easily and a lot of the time i was in a store not in the sun! Summer will be interesting huh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0un2D31vmDc/Td4OD2C4HJI/AAAAAAAAA1c/Oajf-sQygGM/s1600/burn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0un2D31vmDc/Td4OD2C4HJI/AAAAAAAAA1c/Oajf-sQygGM/s1600/burn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am going to work on coupons when I am done blogging. I get side tracked and forget them lose a ton from expiring and then have to start over. I have i think just 6 more inserts to go through. I want to go extreme lol couponing tomorrow,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8SCq_rjzxIw/Td4NgHiIyWI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/nEc5FWlD8lE/s1600/House+Patio+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8SCq_rjzxIw/Td4NgHiIyWI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/nEc5FWlD8lE/s320/House+Patio+029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am planning on having a surprise 40th birthday party for Jason June 3rd. I will be making most of the decor myself that has to do with being 40. the main theme is going to be a luau so I can use my flamingos!! Oh yea did I tell everyone the patio now has a lovely cover? I enjoy so much sitting outside on the porch swing now and being safe from the suns rays or from the rain. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been planting a lot of stuff these last couple of weeks. OK a lot for me being as I really am not fond of being outside with bugs and worms and slugs and frogs, yes I am weird. My onions are doing lovely I am excited about them!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a nice little buzz going on right now in case you were wondering. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK what else is new? Oh my brother in law and his wife and 3 kids as well as my nephew live in Joplin and the tornado barely missed them. they live in 2nd and the tornado flattened houses on 7th. Keep all of Joplin in your prayers please.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you all and hope you all sleep well and have beautiful dreams!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXOXO Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3219387666406983353?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3219387666406983353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/05/mia-havent-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3219387666406983353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3219387666406983353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/05/mia-havent-i.html' title='MIA haven&apos;t I?'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0un2D31vmDc/Td4OD2C4HJI/AAAAAAAAA1c/Oajf-sQygGM/s72-c/burn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4643647556048273801</id><published>2011-04-06T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T21:16:22.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff and More Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bTx85b511hQ/TZ00rH8kDtI/AAAAAAAAA1U/2hGjsBhCtxI/s1600/bbest.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bTx85b511hQ/TZ00rH8kDtI/AAAAAAAAA1U/2hGjsBhCtxI/s1600/bbest.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every now and then I get a great deal at Goodwill. I was in on&amp;nbsp;Monday and found these glasses that had just been put out. I was so excited to get these. I wanted them back when they were offered at McDonalds but I never buy value meals. I paid .99 cents for each glass. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have also been getting in on the .99 cent colored tag sale day. I have bought a lot of dresses for Megan for just .99 cents. Oh and a few skirts as well. I am talking Ambrocombie skirts and name brands like that. I love to pair a set of leggings with the skirts for a cute and fun look. I am loving the 60s style of skirts. I saw a couple a few weeks ago and said if they go for .99 cents I will get them. i was stoked when they did! Oh I have also bought a few fancy dresses for Megan as well. I plan on getting her pictures done in them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So onto the show Extreme Couponing. I coupon and I do really well but nothing compared to what these people do. In this area no one does double or triple coupons. A lot of stores are no longer accepting Internet coupons, or Internet coupons for free items. It is becoming a pain in the butt at times. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK anyhow these extreme couponers are hoarders to me. You do not eat mustard but you have to have 65 jars of it being as you have coupons? That is stupid. Having more of any item that you can use before they expire is hoarding. Having to have entire rooms. garages, etc. just for grocery over flows? I am not talking a rack of stuff I am talking 500 boxes of cereal, 500 deodorants or whatever. It is insane. 100 cups of yogurt? I hope she donates some!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know a lot of the extreme couponers use a coupon cutting service. I am not sure what they cost&amp;nbsp; or how to find a trustworthy one. I was against them but thinking might be worth them for some items. I need to check into them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4643647556048273801?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4643647556048273801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/04/stuff-and-more-stuff.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4643647556048273801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4643647556048273801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/04/stuff-and-more-stuff.html' title='Stuff and More Stuff'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bTx85b511hQ/TZ00rH8kDtI/AAAAAAAAA1U/2hGjsBhCtxI/s72-c/bbest.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-6591326580813051143</id><published>2011-03-28T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T22:58:40.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taa Daa Global Warming</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I know why we have global warming! I have found the 100% reason behind this all on my own! I am sure you will agree with me if you are a female. Global warming is caused from hot flashes!!!!!! Right now I am so warm it is insane. I am Glistening all over my body and under parts as well. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I bought the best thing ever today in town and it is good for me and was cheap. I bought a *drum roll please*.......... a&amp;nbsp; bag of crushed ice from Sonic!!!!! Taa Daa! It was just $1.69 and is so darn good.&amp;nbsp; Crunch, crunch, crunch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got in on a new one2one network offer. It is for the Yanni CD with a chance at concert ticket or tickets and I am hoping for a blog giveaway. If you review the CD in time you are also entered into a drawing for a gift card, cash forget what all exactly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am in a better mood today. I love feeling happy and having the sunshine today was a blessing. I bought me 2 dresses at Goodwill today for 99 cents each. One still had the tags on it even. I got Megan a few more dresses again lol. Megan has more clothes then anyone I know. My favorite of hers is still the red Calvin Klein dress. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spring break is next week and I will be taking her to get pictures done. I am taking her to Sears being as I get a free 8X10. I might have to go a few times to get her pictures done. If the stores are offering the $5.95 package I will be happy! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK yes I am begging here people. I need more readers! Please have your friends read my blog. I want to show one2one that I do have readers and that I am a good choice to do a giveaway to!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXOXO D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-6591326580813051143?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/6591326580813051143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/03/taa-daa-global-warming.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6591326580813051143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6591326580813051143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/03/taa-daa-global-warming.html' title='Taa Daa Global Warming'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-1350861928060837077</id><published>2011-03-27T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T14:54:05.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant be forwarned</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK there are times when I wish I was not married and not a step mom.&amp;nbsp;I am in a fine fit of irritation right now. I think I shall act as childish and rude and the two males that live in this house are acting. I will cuss and hit walls, break things, do nothing for others, just be a selfish bitch. I am going to be a whinny nag. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;yea can you tell how my day is going so far? Wait it has been my weekend, week, month! I am very frustrated at this point. If I have another letter asking/telling me how disappointed, unhappy, stressed with life and our marriage and how I am not growing in Christ like he is and where is this marriage headed I might just flip out and say no where and walk away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I am confused as to why a 16 year old is allowed to do what he wants, when he wants, how long he wants, does not do chores half the time, is given a truck to drive, lies, etc and is not punished by his dad? Grrrrr I am not happy today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;OK even the pets are irritating me to the hilt. Mali wont stop begging and whining for food all the time all day long. She jumps on the table with her paws to grab food and knocks off places to grab food as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Fraidy whines for food all day as well and meows all the dang time. As soon as&amp;nbsp;I go to bed or take a nap or just lay down Fraidy is there laying against me. I push her off 20 times and she is right back at my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Yea Farmville people are ticking me off to. I do all the request I get in my box and yet most of mine go ignored. Grrr it is a little thing but not a good mood maker for me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Yea I am not a happy camper today at all. I am not my normal happy person that I love to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-1350861928060837077?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/1350861928060837077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/03/rant-be-forwarned.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1350861928060837077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1350861928060837077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/03/rant-be-forwarned.html' title='Rant be forwarned'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3395454619397129718</id><published>2011-03-06T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T23:41:13.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well I am not doing as much decluttering as I had&amp;nbsp;planned. I is so enjoyable to see the progress. I have really been working on the living room for the most part. I sold 2 book cases yesterday, gave away all my VHS movies and gave away a huge box or two of other various *treasures* that were cluttering up my living room. Oh I also gave away a bookcase that I have had for a few years. I gave away a lot of books that I had read and have decided that once I read a book I will share it with another person to enjoy. I am still not ready to give away my Stephen King books though.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I gave almost all of my former lingerie away on Listia. I do have stuff loaded in Avon boxes and will go through them this week. I am basically doing a keep, sell, or giveaway boxes. It is such a great feeling to see empty areas now. Jason is not as angry over the clutter and I am standing up to him when he pops off about the clutter but I remind him how much I have done and how his negative comments cause me to not want to do more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really am getting anxious for spring/summer to get here. The overcast days and rainy days and windy days are getting to me. Yes I am thankful for no major snow and ice but I crave the warmth of the sun on my face. The lazy days laying on the patio swing, reading a book, with a tall glass of iced tea. Music playing Phantom of the Opera and the smell of flowers and sunshine. Yes I said SUNSHINE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish I had taken pictures of the mess before I started. I am great at packing in a ton of treasures in a bookcase! I honestly want a house that is clear of clutter, that is dust free, that I can have someone pop over and not have me be embarrassed by the mess. Oh yea I even gave my son my cappuccino maker last week. See I am working on decluttering!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XFqw4AnHkUY/TXSJkHM3jSI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/9xkQhrqB4Ns/s1600/Mail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XFqw4AnHkUY/TXSJkHM3jSI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/9xkQhrqB4Ns/s1600/Mail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh I spent a couple of hours on coupons as well. I have maybe another hour to go and then that will be organized. I was sad to see how many items I lost out on due to&amp;nbsp;not being organized. I am talking free items! I did manage to snag 26 packs of Trident Vitality gum for free. I had fun that&amp;nbsp; shopping trip. I picked up Bambi for a friend and picked up Despicable Me. I had coupons for both movies and each came with some freebies. My friend paid for Bambi and I kept the freebies for my work. The Lean Cuisines were on sale for $2 each and I bought 8 that was $16. With the purchase of the LC I got $5 off my bill bringing the cost down to $11. I then had coupons to save an additional $2 off. So for $9 I got 8 LC meals. The Jolly Time popcorn, Oscar Mayer hot dogs, Safeway hot dog buns, Aquafina water, Juicy Juice and Kraft Macaroni &amp;amp; Cheese were the movie freebies. The 2 Hormel kids meals were on sale 2/$3 and a BOGO. The coupon took off the regular price of $2.29 or so bringing the cost down to 21 cents for both meals! This was a fun coupon day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3395454619397129718?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3395454619397129718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-cleaning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3395454619397129718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3395454619397129718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-cleaning.html' title='Spring Cleaning'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XFqw4AnHkUY/TXSJkHM3jSI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/9xkQhrqB4Ns/s72-c/Mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3167444511404705287</id><published>2011-03-02T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:59:43.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ozZPJdMY3S4/TW88VuVwvtI/AAAAAAAAA1M/bKgCr42BSvk/s1600/lingerie+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ozZPJdMY3S4/TW88VuVwvtI/AAAAAAAAA1M/bKgCr42BSvk/s320/lingerie+005.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK I will keep this short being as I am short on sleep again. My iron levels are still low but are improving.&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;I am taking my iron every night and trying to in the morning as well. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am making progress on my house just not as fast as I wanted to with my low energy levels. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will be going shopping tomorrow for freebies! Yes I love my freebies. I will post what I bought and how much I paid. I have to organize my coupons in the morning and get my freebie list going. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will post more tomorrow but need sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXOXO Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3167444511404705287?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3167444511404705287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/03/wednesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3167444511404705287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3167444511404705287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/03/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ozZPJdMY3S4/TW88VuVwvtI/AAAAAAAAA1M/bKgCr42BSvk/s72-c/lingerie+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4386519223398318970</id><published>2011-02-21T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T00:06:31.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wg-sDtQwt84/TWIcv8PHuzI/AAAAAAAAA1I/RrE0KjEZ0aI/s1600/182811_1867462613111_1437424517_2155105_1483372_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wg-sDtQwt84/TWIcv8PHuzI/AAAAAAAAA1I/RrE0KjEZ0aI/s320/182811_1867462613111_1437424517_2155105_1483372_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;First off a fun picture of my and on of my besties from graduation June 1982&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;OK I have been reading the book *The Cause Within You* and I feel God wants me to take care of kids. It is the one thing I am good at and I love to do. I know that through things in my life that I was not blessed with, allowed me in the long run to take care of Megan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a former foster mom of teenage girls from residential homes. One of the girls just came back to the Seattle area from a homeless shelter in Kansas. She has a 7 month old baby. She has an IQ of 79, has mental health issues and some severe arthritis. We are in need of a high chair, umbrella stroller, and a crib and diapers. She is living with a friend from highscool at the moment but may lose this place on Friday the 25. I have not been able to find other housing for her. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;She is receiving food stamp, Tannif, Wic and I was able to get her medical coupons. The best situation would be in a home where someone could help her with the baby. I believe she receives $350 from Tannif that could be used for rent and utilities&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am not saying this new girl and her baby are the right choice for me but it is funny how I am reading this book and asking God what my cause is and feeling like taking care of those that no one wants is what he has chosen for me. I am going to go to bed and pray about this when I go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; the thought of a 17 year old being on her own with special needs and trying to care for a baby as well. The mental issues scare me because I have to protect Megan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If I feel this is my life's direction it will mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;moving Robert to the spare room and fixing his room up for whoever God blesses me with. Please pray about this for me and hope the Lord sees fit to let me know what to do.&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4386519223398318970?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4386519223398318970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-off-fun-picture-of-my-and-on-of.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4386519223398318970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4386519223398318970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-off-fun-picture-of-my-and-on-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wg-sDtQwt84/TWIcv8PHuzI/AAAAAAAAA1I/RrE0KjEZ0aI/s72-c/182811_1867462613111_1437424517_2155105_1483372_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3947373271555444804</id><published>2011-02-20T00:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T00:23:34.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great blog and chance to win a great giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.confessionsofapsychotichousewife.com/2011/02/review-giveaway-calming-collars.html"&gt;http://www.confessionsofapsychotichousewife.com/2011/02/review-giveaway-calming-collars.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3947373271555444804?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3947373271555444804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/great-blog-and-chance-to-win-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3947373271555444804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3947373271555444804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/great-blog-and-chance-to-win-great.html' title='Great blog and chance to win a great giveaway!'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4323904187439280587</id><published>2011-02-19T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T00:01:47.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cause Within You book review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n13PhAohAS8/TWDBhlL_dbI/AAAAAAAAA1E/UFwVfUYuReM/s1600/978-1-4143-4846-9.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n13PhAohAS8/TWDBhlL_dbI/AAAAAAAAA1E/UFwVfUYuReM/s1600/978-1-4143-4846-9.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pastor Mathew Barnett feels that we all have a cause within&amp;nbsp;ourselves if and when we listen to God. He teaches us ways to learn to listen to what God is telling&amp;nbsp;us our cause is&amp;nbsp;and not what we want to tell God&amp;nbsp;that our cause is. We get to see and understand how to prepare for our cause and how to use our own life experiences for our cause. We learn how to believe in our cause after things don't go as we expect and finally how to experience the rewards of our cause.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This book was amazing. Hearing how he went to&amp;nbsp;the slums&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;LA to start the Dream Center and reach out to those that society had gave up on. Spending the night on the streets of LA's skid row&amp;nbsp;as a homeless person so he could experience what they go through was heart breaking in his frankness of the telling of his story. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Members of the Dream Center tell their own personal stories about how they came to be saved and in turn work in the Dream Center and help others now. Hearing team member's Alfred's testimony about when he was approached by a grandma who just walked up to him and started to talk to him. He was fresh out of jail was a mean looking guy, had lived a rough life, was into drugs and gangs. Yet he says this elderly grandma with her dazzling smile and beautiful blue eyes was able to reach out to him!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are so many stories in this book where people are sharing their salvation and then their cause and how it carries on to another person and another. A lady with a special needs daughter who finds her cause in caring for other special needs and terminal babies. She takes this on even though she is met with naysayers along the way including her husband. How many people have the love and trust inside of them to take in the care of a baby who is terminal? She trusted God even though she felt not ready to do it. She had the love of God to take care of these precious gifts to give them a real life no matter how short it was.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is so much more to this book I think it should be a must read for every person. I grew closer to the Lord while reading this and now I am on my own personal search to find my cause from within from God. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I received a copy of this book from the Tynedale Media Center for my&amp;nbsp;review.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4323904187439280587?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4323904187439280587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/cause-within-you-book-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4323904187439280587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4323904187439280587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/cause-within-you-book-review.html' title='The Cause Within You book review'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n13PhAohAS8/TWDBhlL_dbI/AAAAAAAAA1E/UFwVfUYuReM/s72-c/978-1-4143-4846-9.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-1741369352719593605</id><published>2011-02-16T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T03:04:15.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Strange Addictions</title><content type='html'>Why are people so mean in the comments over things they do not understand? On TLC there is a girl who is addicted to eating pottery and cigarette ashes. People do not believe this is real. Yes it is real and it is horrible to deal with a *strange* addiction. I am saying this from a personal perspective. I believe I suffer from pica and have to make an appointment with a therapist to discuss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I have an addiction to? It is embarrassing and hard to talk about. I started out having to chew ice. I mean the big ice cubes. I would get a glass and fill it full with ice like a whole tray worth and eat it. I would then go grab another tray and start in on eating it. Now I have a new refrigerator and can chew on crushed ice. I will wake up in the middle of the night and have to get me ice to chew on. I bring a cup of ice water to be so I can chew on ice through the night.&lt;br /&gt;I then moved on to having to chew on paper. I do not swallow it unless by mistake but I have to chew on paper. When I can't get to paper I can have a panic attack almost. I love how it feels in my mouth as I crush it with my teeth. I even h...ave different types of paper that I prefer. I used to love to chew on Post-Its minus the glue. I chewed through 3 large packs of it in no time before I realized what I was doing. Oh and yes Post-Its brand is the best texture.&lt;br /&gt;I love printer paper to chew on, and the tear out ads in magazines, I love the paper that is *dry* feeling not smooth. I have no idea how or why I started this but I have done this for over 5 years now.&lt;br /&gt;My last *addiction* is coasters. You know the ones made of clay I guess it is? I do not know why I did the first nibble but I did it and loved it. I do not swallow this either unless by accident. I just like to take a nibble off a coaster and spit it out. I love the dry feeling and the texture. It is hard to explain. I nibbled my way through 3 sets of coasters. I did not eat the whole coaster just the outside part of them. I know it is gross and for the most part I no longer do this. I tossed all the coasters I had here so the temptation was no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;OK I also crave dirt. I mean you know how on a hot summer day when you get the pavement wet or like after a first rain? That smell is what I crave to eat. I have licked a rock to get that smell/flavor and I have tasted dirt. It is not what I want it is that smell of a fresh rain on pavement that I want. Oh yea the jellybeans that were dirt flavored? I loved them. I have bought Robert some of the Harry Potter Jelly Bellies as a joke and I kept the dirt ones.&lt;br /&gt;So please do not make fun of me do not tell me I am sick. I just wanted to let people know that yes some of us suffer with *strange* addictions and some of us want help stopping the behaviors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-1741369352719593605?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/1741369352719593605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-strange-addictions.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1741369352719593605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1741369352719593605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-strange-addictions.html' title='My Strange Addictions'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-2607518243290198599</id><published>2011-02-16T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T00:17:05.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sfIDrCvm26s/TVuHItkBf3I/AAAAAAAAA08/o042JtC4lRQ/s1600/index_11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sfIDrCvm26s/TVuHItkBf3I/AAAAAAAAA08/o042JtC4lRQ/s200/index_11.jpg" width="159" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7yszd67jmdk/TVuHK3yUY5I/AAAAAAAAA1A/29-Z_ISayps/s1600/qqq.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7yszd67jmdk/TVuHK3yUY5I/AAAAAAAAA1A/29-Z_ISayps/s200/qqq.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even with the talk of possible snow and with our rain showers and wind storms I want to start a garden. I am going to move the plants on the kitchen window sill and start from seedlings. I have quite a few seeds and would love to have a great start for spring. I am going to get my tomato seeds and my cat nips seeds going tomorrow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&amp;nbsp;think most of my garden is going to be in containers.&amp;nbsp;The pictures I posted are what I am hoping for in my own containers. I mean carrots and tomato's and all of that! So does anyone have any ideas on what is great in pots? I had wanted to do this last year but with my health issues I just never got around to it. Jason is getting frustrated with how bad the yard and back porch is and is saying he is going to start throwing stuff away. I am going to get it all fixed up before he gets to. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have slowly but surely been getting the house in order and it is making him happy when he sees that I am trying. I wish I had more energy then I do but it is getting better. I need to get my sleep back on schedule so I can wake up earlier and get stuff done. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-2607518243290198599?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/2607518243290198599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/spring-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/2607518243290198599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/2607518243290198599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/spring-fever.html' title='Spring Fever'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sfIDrCvm26s/TVuHItkBf3I/AAAAAAAAA08/o042JtC4lRQ/s72-c/index_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-614578662082963459</id><published>2011-02-15T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T22:16:35.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan and My Gagability</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ovn4YXMIos8/TVtqxOlAibI/AAAAAAAAA04/-8z31lQWJ7U/s1600/s41318ca123877_12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ovn4YXMIos8/TVtqxOlAibI/AAAAAAAAA04/-8z31lQWJ7U/s320/s41318ca123877_12.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QezXkm3zqHI/TVtqrksej0I/AAAAAAAAA0w/Saz26qbVFDw/s1600/s41318ca123877_11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QezXkm3zqHI/TVtqrksej0I/AAAAAAAAA0w/Saz26qbVFDw/s320/s41318ca123877_11.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Gah, gah, gah, ulah. whoosh. That is what I got to hear last night. Just as I was shutting everything off to go to bed. No not the dog or the cat but Megan. I had been so happy that I got her to eat yesterday and the boom all gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I honestly want to know how in the world can a child who is laying on the couch that is covered by two large pads, a long towel that covers the arm rest and pads, as well as a blanket can cover the couch cushion with *leftovers*? Talk about a nasty mess to clean up. Pizza hut is not better the second time around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am not sure if Megan over ate, might of gagged on a pill or had a flu bug or what. I just know she does not need to lose anymore weight. I got her to her bed and thought I was going to get to sleep in my own bed. I got worried hearing her move around and not able to tell if she was up so I ended up saying by by to hubby and went to sleep with her. I could of brought her to my bed but I can not take a chance that she would get him sick to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was a restless night again for us. She wanted to hold onto me and have her face on mine. Well normally this is OK but eww she had barf chunks in her hair still! I mean I cleaned her up the best I could but I could still smell it. I really, really and I mean really hate that smell. Just&amp;nbsp;writing about it I can smell it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wish I could take a picture of her legs and show how bruised up she is from falls. It is insane how black and blue she can get. With the recent falls last week she has quite a few. It is hard to put her in dresses and shorts in the spring and summer looking like this. I also hate the looks I get from strangers who see the bruises and wonder if I did it. I have had to explain many times to a doctor why she has a bruise here or there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love her to pieces even when she smells like barf she is still my princess. She did get a long bubble bath today and her hair washed really well. Yes she smells nice and clean and like my sweet angel once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-614578662082963459?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/614578662082963459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/megan-and-my-gagability.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/614578662082963459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/614578662082963459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/megan-and-my-gagability.html' title='Megan and My Gagability'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ovn4YXMIos8/TVtqxOlAibI/AAAAAAAAA04/-8z31lQWJ7U/s72-c/s41318ca123877_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-469223404097720467</id><published>2011-02-12T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T22:34:37.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agape Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gQojxIN3J_s/TVd7OJMmUyI/AAAAAAAAA0s/2LQoxrIkMeE/s1600/Megan+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gQojxIN3J_s/TVd7OJMmUyI/AAAAAAAAA0s/2LQoxrIkMeE/s1600/Megan+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I went to the Agape dinner tonight with Jason and we had Robert stay home with Megan. The dinner was so much fun. I love time out with hubby and to add in other adults? How fun can that be! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Megan has been doing a lot better these last few days. She is not sleeping as much as before and she does have a decent appetite. I might not like what she likes to eat but hey calories are calories right now. Her favorite thing other then McDonald's right now is sour cream and onion chips dipped in spinach dip. Oh and she is also drinking really well as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;This morning Jason, Megan and I all slept in. I didn't want to get up and was cold and Megan was nice and warm. I then noticed she was very wet. Gah! Yes she was soaking the bed as well. I got up and took her to her room to change her. As I am taking off the diaper she pees some more, OK now the diaper is floating with pee and it is ready to run all over me. UHG. I am almost there and she has a bowel movement. Wow I have been up 5 minutes and have been peed on and pooped on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I will be taking Megan with us to church tomorrow and I want to dress her up all cute and such. I am thinking her fancy blue dress and her dark tights. Might do the rub red slippers as well. Hope to remember to do a fancy hair style to boot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I have been making progress on my house. The pantry is almost done. I do not have as much food as I thought I did. I think I have the top side shelf left is all. There is any food in that section there is&amp;nbsp;just a few odds and ends that belong in the cleaning closet. Oh yea if I had one that is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-469223404097720467?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/469223404097720467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/agape-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/469223404097720467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/469223404097720467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/agape-dinner.html' title='Agape Dinner'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gQojxIN3J_s/TVd7OJMmUyI/AAAAAAAAA0s/2LQoxrIkMeE/s72-c/Megan+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4774793480842613927</id><published>2011-02-10T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T00:22:20.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ER Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rcx_C1YpE-M/TVOfJxlaHfI/AAAAAAAAA0o/vDwb0xj33hg/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rcx_C1YpE-M/TVOfJxlaHfI/AAAAAAAAA0o/vDwb0xj33hg/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After doing the blog last night I ended up taking Megan to ER. She had fallen 4 times and was getting more off kilter. We ended up being in ER from about 11:30 to 5. I was dead tired and Megan had a burst of energy at that point. She decided at 6 AM she was hungry and thirsty. 4 chicken nuggets and a chicken wrap along with 2 cups of milk a cup of coffee and 2 cups of water she let me take her to bed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ended up being awake 45 hours with an hour of sleep. Not a good idea when you have to think. Oh I forgot to tell you. Megan had a full IV, blood test and a chest x ray and everything was negative. I have an email into her doctor letting her know what is going on and asking if she can get us in. Oh and Megan is now down to 86 pounds.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK going to give her final&amp;nbsp;medicine of the night and get to bed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4774793480842613927?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4774793480842613927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/er-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4774793480842613927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4774793480842613927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/er-visit.html' title='ER Visit'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rcx_C1YpE-M/TVOfJxlaHfI/AAAAAAAAA0o/vDwb0xj33hg/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-8038291875624019545</id><published>2011-02-08T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T23:14:17.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan Marie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fc9a70a14d91afa2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc9a70a14d91afa2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330241346%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A583537B30D99F0C7BC685D937F48B2EF6C7714.5F09ABEE79075A1275476DA3EB3551FF2B82F966%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc9a70a14d91afa2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkH-gvsL0nEwHCEt6kLMWFQCdEkQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc9a70a14d91afa2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330241346%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A583537B30D99F0C7BC685D937F48B2EF6C7714.5F09ABEE79075A1275476DA3EB3551FF2B82F966%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc9a70a14d91afa2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkH-gvsL0nEwHCEt6kLMWFQCdEkQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel so bad for Megan lately. For the last 2 months something has been off with her.&amp;nbsp; More seizures, more tiredness, less appetite, no energy. Today she literally can not walk. She got up and tried to walk and fell down right away. She has fallen I think three times today here with me. I took her out to eat and she could not put one foot in front of the other to walk 20 feet. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am really getting worried about her. I wish in a way that we could put her in the hospital and have her fed through a tube. I also know how much she fights that and it is not fun. Please keep her in your prayers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found out that she wears a size 1 in jeans. Wow now that is tiny. These are the Hannah Montanna jeans. I mean no female needs to be that small. OK so today I had her dressed in this gorgeous red sweater and her black size one jeans and a black tutu that has silver sparkles. Oh yea I love my tutus for her. Part of the reason I love tutus is they really are cute. Second of all is they hide the bulk of her diaper and help her just look adorable. I have bought her her this black one, a purple one, one that is a deep red with black lace and ties up the front looking like a shoot forget the name! Like a pirate barmaid lol. Hey a winch lol knew I would remember it. I am trying to think what other colors she has. I am going to try and find a pattern on making them so she can have all kinds of colors.&amp;nbsp; I love Target for the tutus they are the cheapest there even not on sale. I pay a lot even then but she has worn these for over a year and wears them each like every other week. Megan is like a real sized barbie doll. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am not going to post as much tonight I was up all night last night and just took a short nap from 9 to 10 when I went to cuddle with hubby. I passed out about the time hubby was wanting to wake up and talk. My back is hurting tonight from having to lift Megan into the Explorer and pick her up off the floor a few times and lifting her into bed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still want people that complain about everything to come stay with me. I want them to look into Megan's eyes as she is having a 3 minute seizure, not breathing, lips turning purple, eyes full of tears and her body jerking so hard you can literally hear the muscles strain. Having her come out of the seizure and gasping for breath, drooling all over the place, looking at you with terror in her face, having her be totally confused. Then they can go back to their quaint little life and think about complaining.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-8038291875624019545?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/8038291875624019545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/megan-marie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8038291875624019545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8038291875624019545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/megan-marie.html' title='Megan Marie'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-6212184471223147695</id><published>2011-02-08T01:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T01:28:25.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great post on a diabetic snack and giveway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.confessionsofapsychotichousewife.com/2011/01/review-giveaway-granola-gourmet.html"&gt;http://www.confessionsofapsychotichousewife.com/2011/01/review-giveaway-granola-gourmet.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-6212184471223147695?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/6212184471223147695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/great-post-on-diabetic-snack-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6212184471223147695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6212184471223147695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/great-post-on-diabetic-snack-and.html' title='Great post on a diabetic snack and giveway'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-197101052622864822</id><published>2011-02-08T01:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T01:21:36.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out this post</title><content type='html'>This lady is in my neck of the woods and is just as crazy as I am if not more so. SHe has wonderful givaways all the time and her blog is always full of interesting and fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.confessionsofapsychotichousewife.com/2011/01/giveaway-gnomeo-juliet.html"&gt;http://www.confessionsofapsychotichousewife.com/2011/01/giveaway-gnomeo-juliet.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-197101052622864822?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.confessionsofapsychotichousewife.com/2011/01/giveaway-gnomeo-juliet.html' title='Check out this post'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/197101052622864822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/check-out-this-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/197101052622864822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/197101052622864822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/check-out-this-post.html' title='Check out this post'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-5626208541762362057</id><published>2011-02-08T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T00:58:27.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TVED0CkVW0I/AAAAAAAAA0k/kuaZWxbbzj4/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TVED0CkVW0I/AAAAAAAAA0k/kuaZWxbbzj4/s320/015.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God has a great sense of humor did you know that? He also makes sure that any time you say never that there is a good chance he will say wanna bet? God has a way of making things happen even when you think it is the last thing you would ever do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I remember in high school seeing the special&amp;nbsp;needs kids and they scared me. I wanted nothing to do with them. They were different then me more of an oddity then even I was and yes I was an oddity in high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I swore up and down I would never, ever, ever in a million bazillion years take care of a *kid like that*. Fast forward 30 years and God has blessed me with Megan my step daughter. I really hate that name *step* it seems to downgrade my relationship with Megan. I am Megan's mama. I am her mommy. I am her mom. Megan is the most precious special unexpected gift from God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I admit that at one point I felt as if God was punishing me for leaving my son after the divorce. It did not matter that I had no choice at the time or a place to live or a job I had a guilt and was angry for a long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;How could I of ever felt Megan was a punishment? I had to grow up a lot even though I was in my mid 30s when I became Megan's mama. I had to learn that life was never going to be the same or easy but different and boy different sure is a blessing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Megan is now 19 with multiple disabilities. She is non verbal, incontinent, has a multi seizure disorder called &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lennox–Gastaut syndrome&lt;/span&gt;, has&amp;nbsp;atypical rett's which is basically a form of autism to make it easy to understand. She has been rated mentally from 3 months to 18 months depending on the task. Megan is 5 feet 2 and around 90 pounds give or take 5 pounds. She has long, beautiful, deep red hair, lovely green eyes, the sweetest mouth that is the shade of light pink lip stick without the lipstick. A perfect heart shape face with an adorable button nose and her face is scattered with angel kisses aka freckles. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Megan may be non verbal but with her eyes she can tell a story. There is no mistaking what she means when those eyes flash. Megan is a fun cuddle bug and hugger. I don't think that there is ever a day that Megan does not make me laugh or smile. I can spend hours watching her sleep with her sweet mouth moving and her eyes in deep sleep. She is simply beautiful to see. Most people when they see us do not realize she is special but learn real fast when Megan lets out her shrieks of joy! I get a kick out of peoples reactions to them. Oh yea she can get shrill and loud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;She also gets a kick out of the shrieking sound and hearing her voice. It is interesting her reactions in an empty room how much fun she has. I learned this when her room was being painted and there was nothing on her walls to buffer the sound. I am talking she would wake up at 3AM just to laugh and yell. It really keeps you on your toes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;At times I will break down and feel sorry for myself and Megan for her not getting to go to the prom, have a bf or even a kiss, for her to get married and all the stuff. If I stop and let it get to me I can get very angry. I can get very mad at people that complain they do not have a 300 dollar dress for prom or can not take a limo, etc. I feel like strangling them and saying *Hey you get to go to prom my daughter can't!* Most people complain about such petty things I wish they could live a day, wait a week, no&amp;nbsp;wait a month with us and see what we live with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;My husband Jason and I had one night for our honeymoon leaving at around 6PM and being home by noon the following day. We had 2 nights in Vegas, one night for a friends wedding,&amp;nbsp;and one night at the beach. Yes that is all we have had without kids.&amp;nbsp;6 nights since April 1999. I miss having weekend getaways without kids but even when I am away from Megan shopping or what not I worry about her non stop and want to hurry home. To be honest I don't trust anyone but me with her medicine and taking care of her. I know her dad can do it all and he has but I still want to be there for her. I know if I leave town to go on a mini vacation with girlfriends Megan will need me and I wont be there. Talk about being dependant. I am talking me not Megan lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I take a lot of pictures of Megan. She gets mad at me but hey I love to share her picture of her with friends. I also want to make sure that I have thousands of pictures of her in case she goes to heaven before me. I want to be able to remember her in all her glory and have pictures to share. She&amp;nbsp;really is&amp;nbsp;a incredible gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I have had people including DSHS,friends, and family suggest we place Megan in an institution. This question is like red hot anger to me. I have told any DSHS worker that even starts to ask this question that if they ask me that and want an answer they are welcome to leave my house that placing Megan is not an option to me. Megan stays with me as long as God allows me to care for her. Jason has left this up to me saying if I feel I can not care for her or do not want to care for her we can place her. I would cut off my right arm to keep Megan with me. She is my princess, my punkin butt my mini me. Megan is what makes me&amp;nbsp;laugh when I might be angry enough to spit fire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;OK going to close this blog so it does not get to long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-5626208541762362057?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/5626208541762362057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/megan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5626208541762362057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5626208541762362057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/02/megan.html' title='Megan'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TVED0CkVW0I/AAAAAAAAA0k/kuaZWxbbzj4/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-1612157232889963652</id><published>2011-01-31T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T22:05:26.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUehnSCbndI/AAAAAAAAA0U/gRQXCVyQxNk/s1600/tumblr_lfgft00cv61qctkcl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUehnSCbndI/AAAAAAAAA0U/gRQXCVyQxNk/s320/tumblr_lfgft00cv61qctkcl.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love silly things like this. I mean the sign cost money and or time and then it says what it says. I would love to listen to a conversation at this business.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have had a very non productive day. I have got nothing done that I wanted to do. I have to get stuff done before hubby gets home. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I did got to Safeway and found a few wonderful buys at Safeway today. I spent more then I wanted to but hey got meat at least. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am having trouble typing tonight. I can not spell anything right. I am having to really think to spell words the right way. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just wanted to post a quick hi but going to sign off with my brain issues tonight!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-1612157232889963652?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/1612157232889963652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-silly-things-like-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1612157232889963652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1612157232889963652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-silly-things-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUehnSCbndI/AAAAAAAAA0U/gRQXCVyQxNk/s72-c/tumblr_lfgft00cv61qctkcl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-1635124140106606539</id><published>2011-01-30T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T00:51:19.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Day Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUUld9UGe-I/AAAAAAAAA0I/u5EZ6IwO1t8/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUUld9UGe-I/AAAAAAAAA0I/u5EZ6IwO1t8/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had a very wonderful day today with my husband and Megan and Robert. After sleeping in way longer then&amp;nbsp;we should of Jason, Megan and I laid in bed cuddling and talking. Well Megan was getting irritated at us wanting to go back to sleep but she is so adorable when she first wakes up. I think it was 1:30 before we all crawled out of bed!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went to McDonalds then being as Megan was hungry and when she is hungry we feed her. The plan had been to take everyone to McDonalds but on the way to get Megan's food I thought hmmm lets got to The Outback and use our gift cards. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUUlfinzfwI/AAAAAAAAA0M/-cch15qgsak/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUUlfinzfwI/AAAAAAAAA0M/-cch15qgsak/s320/2.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fed Megan and then after waiting for Jason to get off the phone we headed out to lunch/dinner. Megan of course was not hungry but sat with me like a lil lady. Robert had a hamburger and fries, Jason had a baked potato, salad and a medium rare steak.*GAG* It should not have a heart beat. I had a full rack of ribs with a side salad and a baked potato loaded. I ate 1/2 the ribs and 1/2 the salad and brought the ribs and potato home for tomorrow. Oh yea we also had the bread and butter they serve before dinner. I could eat that for my whole meal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We then went to &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;do an errand that I will report on Monday. For now I can not say what it was. However it was good for Jason to get to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUUlhuz72EI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/yMS5pjCZFl8/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUUlhuz72EI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/yMS5pjCZFl8/s320/3.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;I wantd to go to The Dollar Tree on our way home and we had fun in there. We were all laughing and being kind of loud. It was just a fun trip. I also bought three new books to read. Two of them are by Kate Gosslin and will be an easy and fun read. The other book is a new author for me but looked interesting. I will post the reviews later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;After leaving that store we headed to the Franz Bakery Outlet. I bought donuts and bread and bread sticks. We made some great deals. The breadsticks were 2/3.00 and they are like double or triple size packages. The donuts were 4/1.00 per box of 8. The bread was not of good a deal but it was the specialty stuff that is normally expensive anyhow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So that was my day today. It was a fun lazy family day where nothing got done but it was heaven for the soul.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-1635124140106606539?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/1635124140106606539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/01/blessed-day-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1635124140106606539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1635124140106606539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/01/blessed-day-today.html' title='Blessed Day Today'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUUld9UGe-I/AAAAAAAAA0I/u5EZ6IwO1t8/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-5081851971826096105</id><published>2011-01-26T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T22:45:57.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Laid Plans.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUESK9QbgUI/AAAAAAAAAz8/blHcjfENYac/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUESK9QbgUI/AAAAAAAAAz8/blHcjfENYac/s200/1.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is the first day Megan has been back to school since Christmas break. All of my good intentions have been waylaid so far. I am slowly making progress on my goals a step at a time. I am hoping with Megan in school that I can start to get my cleaning and tossing of stuff going full blast. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tonight I listed a ton of lingerie on Craigslist. It is stuff I no longer wear and stuff that no longer fits. Some is from 98 even lol so yea it is a bit old. It is all in great shape so I hate to toss it and refuse to send it to a thrift store for them to make money off of me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I did a load of dishes last night and guess what? They did not complete the cycle. Robert did not pay attention to them so I am having to re wash all my dishes now. Geesh what a waste of time and money.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUESNhsJwJI/AAAAAAAAA0E/LCjDUhmmSxQ/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUESNhsJwJI/AAAAAAAAA0E/LCjDUhmmSxQ/s200/3.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUESMfRWCwI/AAAAAAAAA0A/E8MiqT8Nebo/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUESMfRWCwI/AAAAAAAAA0A/E8MiqT8Nebo/s200/2.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh and I dropped a glass in the sink causing it to shatter into a million and one pieces. Oh and the best part? Going down the drain into the disposal. Did you know that after 20 minutes there is still glass down there?&amp;nbsp; The only good part is I have not cut my hand yet. Notice I said yet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My church is having a free rummage sale an a couple of months for our members. I would love to save the stuff for then but I have to get it out of the house ASAP! I have way to much stuff and need to find new homes for it all. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My main goal this week is to get everything listed on Craigslist with pictures. Another goal is to clear out one of the black book cases.&amp;nbsp; I am thinking of moving all my DVDs to the nice oak bookcase and then selling both black book cases. I will move the stuff I am selling into the spare room but organize it into boxes. I have to go through the big oak bookcase and see what all I can get rid of. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXOXO Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-5081851971826096105?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/5081851971826096105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/01/best-laid-plans.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5081851971826096105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5081851971826096105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/01/best-laid-plans.html' title='The Best Laid Plans.......'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TUESK9QbgUI/AAAAAAAAAz8/blHcjfENYac/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-6323690498478022068</id><published>2011-01-16T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T21:30:35.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review The Purpost Of Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TTPQTxel4tI/AAAAAAAAAz4/aIPEq0RNyMI/s1600/978-1-4143-2059-5.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TTPQTxel4tI/AAAAAAAAAz4/aIPEq0RNyMI/s200/978-1-4143-2059-5.gif" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was so excited to get to review this book by Kurt Burner and Jim Ware. To be honest I had trouble with understanding most of what I was reading. I have never read anything by Dante and therein lies the main problem. It is Burners and Wares take/ telling&amp;nbsp;of Dante's Divine Comedy. I had to reread&amp;nbsp;quite a few&amp;nbsp;pages to understand what was being said. I am still confused over the story and feel kind of bad for not understanding more of what was said. I would love to tell you what it was about but I am not sure. I so badly want to give a great review and tell what it is all about but I want to be honest. I just simply am not sure. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going to give it a reread&amp;nbsp; and see if I understand it better a second time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*This book was provided to me by Tyndale House Publishers for the purpose of review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List Price:12.99 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ISBN:978-1-4143-2059-5 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trim Size:5 1/2 x 8 1/4 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Binding:Softcover &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Release:January 2011 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever wondered if you’re following God’s plan for your love life? Whether single or married, you ache for a deep, satisfying, romantic connection—but aren’t always sure how to handle the heartache and pain that come along the way. If love is truly a gift from God, why does it sometimes lead to the heights of heaven and other times to the depths of despair?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of the world’s greatest love stories holds the answer. In The Purpose of Passion, best-selling authors Kurt Bruner and Jim Ware journey through The Divine Comedy to discover what Dante, one of the most influential Christian writers of all time, reveals about love in his literary masterpiece. Discover the secrets that it contains about passion, romance, and spirituality—and how they are all connected. Whether you’ve found true love or ache from its absence, your love life is always driving you closer to or away from God. No matter where you find yourself on love’s path, The Purpose of Passion will lead you on a spiritual adventure through the underworld of Inferno, on a purifying trek up mount Purgatory, and into the ultimate bliss of Paradise—revealing God’s ultimate desire for your heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-6323690498478022068?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/6323690498478022068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/01/book-review-purpost-of-passion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6323690498478022068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6323690498478022068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/01/book-review-purpost-of-passion.html' title='Book Review The Purpost Of Passion'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TTPQTxel4tI/AAAAAAAAAz4/aIPEq0RNyMI/s72-c/978-1-4143-2059-5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-9062406665441401748</id><published>2011-01-16T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T13:41:37.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soup Du Jour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TTNlozfeRKI/AAAAAAAAAz0/0tBfoTbp7Z0/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TTNlozfeRKI/AAAAAAAAAz0/0tBfoTbp7Z0/s320/020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am trying to make healthier dinners lately. Things that taste good, are good for you and are budget friendly. So I decided to look online and then adjust to my taste.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I took a ham bone, 1 carton of chicken broth, 1 can tomato soup, 1 can diced tomatoes, 2 cans kidney beans, 1 can black beans, garlic, diced onion, and sliced orange pepper. I could of made this healthier rinsing the beans but wanted to get them going. It smells yummy already and now I just have to wait for the crock pot to do its magic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going to bake hubby cookies in a little bit. I am thinking either peanut butter or oatmeal cookies. Hey what about oatmeal peanut butter cookies? I need a diabetic friendly one that is moist. Guess that is my next search!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-9062406665441401748?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/9062406665441401748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/01/soup-du-jour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/9062406665441401748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/9062406665441401748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/01/soup-du-jour.html' title='Soup Du Jour'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TTNlozfeRKI/AAAAAAAAAz0/0tBfoTbp7Z0/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4925036152107525624</id><published>2011-01-07T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T23:18:11.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well as usual all good intentions have gone out the window. I did not have internet service most the time in Cali. so I did not posting. Megan ended up sick when we got home so she has been home with me all this week. I had doctor appointments everyday this week. It was insane. I put more miles on my van this last week then I do normally in a month lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got the all clear from the gyno.&amp;nbsp;at my post opp. appointment. I had to do my 2nd mamogram and got inconclusive information. I have what they believe is 3 or 4 non malignant cysts. I have to go back in 6 months to check on their growth and what is going on with them. I did not have them 6 years ago when I had my first mamogram.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am still working on my list of stuff to do and sold 2 file cabinets on Craigslist this week. $35.00 for them not a lot but it will help buy groceries. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still want to get started on clearing out each room but need hubby gone to leave me be! I am hoping that Monday I will be able to get started on clearing out junk. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh I finally got all my taxes filed for 2009. Yes I was way late but we had a refund coming so it didn't cost us at least. They would of been filed sooner but I thought I had lost paperwork that Jason had. To bad he didn't tell me he had it so I didn't keep tearing through the house looking for paperwork that I didn't lose.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4925036152107525624?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4925036152107525624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/01/sick-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4925036152107525624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4925036152107525624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2011/01/sick-kids.html' title='Sick Kids'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-7319514007047213823</id><published>2010-12-24T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T16:25:17.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Without My Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am having fun relaxing here at the in laws doing nothing but sleeping and napping. Have not done any shopping save for one day. I am still trying to get my energy back but it is just wanting to hide from me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just talked to Tony on the cell a few minutes ago. Now I am missing him so much then before I talked to him. I had a short cry and then wiped my tears and came into the other room. I know I have to share time with families but not being around my son kills me and breaks my heart. He texted me the other day and asked when I was going to be back and when and how we were going to do Christmas. I want to be with my sweet Angelbaby!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are going to Christmas service tonight at 7. I am not sure how long it last and that will determine if I go. I have a hard time lasting over an hour of sitting proper. I have to move around to stay comfy. The preacher also has issues with any noise when he is preaching. Excuse me but Megan is not quiet! She likes to shriek and yell and such. I am kind of curious what he will do if she does that. He has asked parents of crying/ noisy babies if they would mind leaving the tent. Oh yea service is in a tent they are wanting to build a new church building and are now stuck in a tent as they wait for funds. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am anxious to give hubby his GPS for Christmas. I hope he likes it! He has no idea what I have for him. The kids got clothing from us is all. I still have Tony to buy for but will most likely give him money. I was going to buy him a DVD but thought he would want it sooner so I said to buy it and I will pay him for it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am not sure what day we are headed home here. It will be nice to sleep in my own bed again and have my own bathroom that no little boys pee on the seat. I can also cook what I like to eat and watch the calories more then I have been able to here. &lt;br /&gt;Well hope you all have a Mery Christmas and hope to see some comments here! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXOXO D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-7319514007047213823?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/7319514007047213823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-without-my-son.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/7319514007047213823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/7319514007047213823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-without-my-son.html' title='Christmas Without My Son'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-6029111222859562319</id><published>2010-12-14T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T23:20:25.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy Crisis, Doctors, Naps, Gifts..... Yawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;OK first of all I hate, hate, hate having no energy. This lack of energy to do a thing is driving me bonkers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I had Megan home today being as she was to cute sleeping. I love to watch her at peace. She is truly angelic at sleep. I want to just kiss her lips and eyes and nose. OK yea so we get up and get ready to go to her doctor appointment. Robert has to drive us being as I am not able to drive yet. We waited and waited and waited. Our appointment was for 11:15 and we saw the doctor at 12 ish. Just a weight check in for Megan *she is up to 97 pounds! We also ran a CBC check to watch her iron levels and her sugar levels. She has had low blood sugar for a while. The way to take care of that is getting her to eat. Well she has been eating so should be good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Took the kids to lunch before appointment and after appointment I stopped at Grocery Outlet. That is all I did today. I fed Megan lunch today when we got home and she fell asleep and so I went to take a nap. Megan and hubby came in and hubby tried to take a nap but after a few he got up and Megan and I slept. I woke up around 5:30 but could not get out of bed. Fell back to sleep woke up at 6:30 and got up at 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I am getting Megan's teacher, para and bus driver Christmas gifts together for tomorrow. I want to make sure they get them this year before school is out for the year. Someone is always sick or on an early vacation here so we will get them all out ON TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;OK not sure what else to say YAWN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-6029111222859562319?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/6029111222859562319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/12/energy-crisis-doctors-naps-gifts-yawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6029111222859562319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6029111222859562319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/12/energy-crisis-doctors-naps-gifts-yawn.html' title='Energy Crisis, Doctors, Naps, Gifts..... Yawn'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-8071824780136323628</id><published>2010-12-13T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T23:42:56.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avon, Christmas, Resolutions, Prayers, and Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TQcf6HMvtQI/AAAAAAAAAzo/9A4nfi-2bww/s1600/Christmas+Tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TQcf6HMvtQI/AAAAAAAAAzo/9A4nfi-2bww/s400/Christmas+Tree.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went through some of my Avon today of my last shipment and love it. There is a huge clearance sale going on and I got some great jewelry. It is amazing that Avon really does carry great looks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh yea what about Miley hitting the bong? I am not surprised but how sad. She has this great career and takes a chance on losing it? I mean she will always have a career but why take a chance on losing so much of your population? I think she will be another Lindsey Lohan and Brittney Spears. Her career has what maybe 5 more years before she is washed out and going rehab to rehab?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas time has always been my time of the year. I love the meaning of Christmas to begin with don't get me wrong... but......... I love the smells, the sights, the taste, the sounds, the shopping, the craziness of Christmas! I love the giving and receiving of presents. I love the whole shebang! I have always had lights on the outside of the house and a few lawn items. My tree has always been loaded with decorations and lights. The living room, kitchen, my bathroom all get decorated! This year not much has been done. It just has not seemed like Christmas this year. I am thinking with the 2 surgeries and financial woes and family stress it was just not a huge year here. Next year watch out I will have Christmas MY way. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Years goals anyone? I know what mine are and they are not weight related. My first goal is to spend 2 weeks on each room in my house and get them organized! I am talking cleared up, cleaned out and organized! Getting rid of clutter and what I can not sell I will donate. I am going to give each item 2 weeks to sell and then of it goes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My second goal will be to get back to my blogging daily. I love when I blog it is a part of me, a way to release my creative juices. I will also be blogging my opinions on products again and I will be caught up with all of&amp;nbsp;them by the end of this year. I mean on vacation I will have lots of time to do that!&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt; I love to tell you all what I think of stuff!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My third goal will be to keep my house clean and guest ready at all times. I know having the 2 surgeries done with to where my health will come back will give me the energy to get up and clean. My last blood levels show me super anemic and I have not been unanemic in over 2 years.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Working on my marriage is a huge priority for me. It has been a rough year here on both of us. With news that I will tell soon to you all, things will get better here. A long awaited prayer has been answered. I would love to share the news but have to wait for private reasons.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hugs and kisses and purple pony wishes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-8071824780136323628?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/8071824780136323628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/12/avon-christmas-resolutions-prayers-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8071824780136323628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8071824780136323628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/12/avon-christmas-resolutions-prayers-and.html' title='Avon, Christmas, Resolutions, Prayers, and Life!'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TQcf6HMvtQI/AAAAAAAAAzo/9A4nfi-2bww/s72-c/Christmas+Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-1977070739382133966</id><published>2010-12-12T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T19:59:37.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Aunt Flo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;OK I am thinking now that having 2 surgeries within 2 months of each other was a bit much on the body. I am not complaining mind you just stating a fact. So for the details of the big hysterectomy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I was crying 2 nights before surgery realizing that this meant no more babies ever in my tummy. I know I did not expect to ever get pregnant again but now not having a choice was hard on me. My husband does not even know how hurt I was for a bit. It was a deep agonizing pain down to my soul. It was&amp;nbsp;the same pain and loss I felt when I had a miscarriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I know I know I am a bit weird. So OK I pull up my big girl panties and pray for an answer. I prayed for peace in my soul that this was the right decision to make. Somehow I fell asleep and woke up refreshed and knowing this was the right choice to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Surgery day arrives and my nerves are shot. I mean total freak outs like only I can do. Having to hold my tongue to not start fights with even the dog lol. Off to St. Josephs we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I get admitted into the hospital and everyone is so nice! They are cheery and joking and full of smiles and God Bless Yous! It was very nice. I got put into my little pre surgery room and dressed up in an adorable gown that takes hot air. OK I am hot most the time as is so I liked the cool part of the air for the most part. My legs are being warmed up with the air as well. I was like Violet from Willy Wonka&amp;nbsp;when she at the gum and blew up! It did give me the giggles at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Soon I wake up, confused and sore. Lord thank you for that pain button! Ice, ice, ice, ice! I think most people say hi to family and friends first not me! I begged for ice! I think so at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Dr. Greene said my surgery was a difficult one. He was glad for the case he did before mine being as it gave him that extra umphs he needed. The case before mine was a bit of added trouble and mine was like yea baby cause trouble!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;My 3 hours surgery turned into 5 hours. The uterus was to large to take out vaginally in one piece so he did it into 3 sections. There were 3 fibroid inside the uterus from baseball sized on Both of my ovaries were attached to my uterus so he had to de attach them. The right ovary had a large cyst on it that he took care of and he thinks that it might have fibromyalgya as well. My tummy muscles were still messed up from the gall bladder surgery so that added to the stress as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I had the robotic vaginal surgery so very small incisions! The itches have taken ahold of me but Benedryl takes care of that for the most part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I am glad it is all over with now. I have been extremely exhausted and have a hard time going anywhere for any amount of time. I had hubby take me to Rite Aid and to Target yesterday and after 10 minutes in Target I was dead. I was walking, I mean shuffeling through the isles. So no major shopping just yet for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I am going to give my body time to heal and lose a few more pounds in the process. I have lost around 18 pounds since September 8th. Who knew surgery was so great at helping you lose weight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-1977070739382133966?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/1977070739382133966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/12/bye-bye-aunt-flo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1977070739382133966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1977070739382133966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/12/bye-bye-aunt-flo.html' title='Bye Bye Aunt Flo'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-7925723349607283197</id><published>2010-11-24T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T00:41:23.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DVD Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am excvited for all of the new DVDs coming out this season. I am still wanting A Christmas Carole I missed out last week on it so hoping a deal is still around for it. I am going to buy Santa Paws this week and then next week is Fantasia. I love the flamingos in it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We have snow and ice and ice and snow. I have not bought anything for Thanksgiving dinner yet. I was going to but with visiting Jo in the hospital and my Dr. visits and then the weather well I just have not had time. I am thinking after reading a friends blog that Chinese might be the way to go!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I did the mamogram last Saturday and have been waiting for a call for the all clear. I got the call today but found out I have to go back to get one more *mushagram* sideways view. If that is not clear then they will do an ultrasound. Pray for clear results.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am still waiting for my Hyserectomy on December 3rd. I just had a cycle from November 3rd to still spotting as of today. This is just insane with how long I go and I will not miss this part of being a woman. Hey who wants to go panty shopping with me? :) I just realized that tomorrow was originally my surgery day. Dr. Greene was not able to find an assistant so I got bumped to December 3rd. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-7925723349607283197?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/7925723349607283197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/11/dvd-heaven.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/7925723349607283197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/7925723349607283197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/11/dvd-heaven.html' title='DVD Heaven'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-8391582413644521952</id><published>2010-11-13T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T00:18:55.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have been cleaning and cleaning yet I seem to be getting no where. I am not sure what is going on. I get rid of 2 boxes of junk and another box appears all over the house. I have to get my house in order this weekend so my tree can go up next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TN5IYzBE2YI/AAAAAAAAAzg/n-ZAN_RvWWg/s1600/Photo_00006.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TN5IYzBE2YI/AAAAAAAAAzg/n-ZAN_RvWWg/s320/Photo_00006.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I am going to get a mani/pedi when I have the house done just before I have surgery. If I am going to be down for a few weeks I want to have nice hands and feet. I am also going to color my hair back to brown. The last hi-lights were way to much and I am kind of a crack head looking washed out blond. :) See I posted a picture so you can all see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I am excited for some of the products I have been getting to or will be getting to review. I am working hard to make sure I get to try all that I can and give my opinions about. Who would of thought that the shy Daphne I was in high school would be as outspoken as I am now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TN5JVHmYWVI/AAAAAAAAAzk/lRvlpOI0BlQ/s1600/ddd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Oh here is a great Disney deal for you all. On Tuesday Disney is releasing A Christmas Carol. The 4 pack DVD/BluRay will be $29.99 at Target. Go on over to Disney Movie Rewards and you can download a coupon for $10 off the 4 pack! There are also a couple of rebates that will be out there as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-8391582413644521952?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/8391582413644521952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/11/cleaning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8391582413644521952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8391582413644521952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/11/cleaning.html' title='Cleaning'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TN5IYzBE2YI/AAAAAAAAAzg/n-ZAN_RvWWg/s72-c/Photo_00006.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-6251333143242048994</id><published>2010-11-10T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T23:01:36.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love to Shop Cheap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TNuRZRYdrjI/AAAAAAAAAzY/zNksa1kcBcQ/s1600/imagesCARCRARZ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TNuRZRYdrjI/AAAAAAAAAzY/zNksa1kcBcQ/s1600/imagesCARCRARZ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I love to shop for bargains. I get so excited when a really great deal comes my way and no one has got the deal before me. Today&amp;nbsp;at Safeway I saw the Grands Biscuits on sale for $2.00 each. With the Safeway card they were on sale&amp;nbsp;2/ $3.00 or $1.50 each.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Then they were marked down an additional 50% off being as they are close dated. That brought them down to&amp;nbsp;2/$1.50 or .75 each. I then found coupons in the monthly Safeway coupon deals book for $1.00 off 2. Final cost for the Grands Biscuits? 2/.50 or .25 each. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As I was writting this I noticed the cashier messed up on the price so I will bring my receipt and biscuits back to the store and have them rering the biscuits or they can give me a refund for all of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-6251333143242048994?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/6251333143242048994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-to-shop-cheap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6251333143242048994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6251333143242048994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-to-shop-cheap.html' title='I Love to Shop Cheap!'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TNuRZRYdrjI/AAAAAAAAAzY/zNksa1kcBcQ/s72-c/imagesCARCRARZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-9176247088151259541</id><published>2010-11-09T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T17:38:43.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Featuring Norah Jones CD Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TNnwmhkEVrI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/IFudlYwXfg8/s1600/Nora+Jones.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TNnwmhkEVrI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/IFudlYwXfg8/s1600/Nora+Jones.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love Norah Jones and her sultry voice. When I got the CD today in the mail&amp;nbsp;I tore open the package and started to play it right away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was so excited to get this CD being as it is a complition of songs recorded over Norah's entire career from 2001&amp;nbsp;to 2010. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With this CD Norah Jones sings everyting from&amp;nbsp;jazz to country to hip-hop to rock. It will have something for everyone who listens to music. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The CD has such great artist as Willie Nelson, The Foo Fighters, OutKast, Q-Tip, Ray Charles, Dolly Parton, and Herbie Hancock. How many artist today can make a great CD with that much versitality? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will be honest and say there are a couple of songs that I do not care for but the majority of songs show Norah Jones at her best with her amazing vocal range. Her duet with Ray Charles is my favorite! *Baby It's Cold Outside* has never been sung with such a great combination of soul and country. Wait *Here We Go Again* with Ray Charles might be my favorite song. I mean who does not love Ray? Then again Creepin' In sung with Dolly parton is totally amazing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Featuring comes out Tuesday November 16th.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Love Me – The Little Willies &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Virginia Moon – The Foo Fighters featuring Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Turn Them – Sean Bones featuring Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Baby It's Cold Outside – Willie Nelson featuring Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Bull Rider – Norah Jones and Sasha Dobson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ruler Of My Heart – Dirty Dozen Brass Band featuring Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The Best Part – El Madmo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Take Off Your Cool – OutKast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Life Is Better – Q-Tip featuring Norah Jones &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Soon The New Day – Talib Kweli featuring Norah Jones &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Little Lou, Prophet Jack, Ugly John – Belle &amp;amp; Sebastian featuring Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Here We Go Again – Ray Charles featuring Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Loretta – Norah Jones featuring Gillian Welch and David Rawlings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Dear John – Ryan Adams featuring Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Creepin' In – Norah Jones featuring Dolly Parton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Court &amp;amp; Spark – Herbie Hancock featuring Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. More Than This – Charlie Hunter featuring Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Blue Bayou – Norah Jones featuring M. Ward &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.norahjones.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=CTGY&amp;amp;Store_Code=NORAHJONES&amp;amp;Category_Code=MUSIC" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #909d73;"&gt;PRE-ORDER HERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*I am a member of the One2One Network.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;**Disclaimer: &lt;strong&gt;I was given the opportunity to do a review of this CD. I was not paid, but I do receive products from some companies for my time. The thoughts shared are my own &amp;amp; in no way are they influenced by the companies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-9176247088151259541?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/9176247088151259541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/11/featuring-norah-jones-cd-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/9176247088151259541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/9176247088151259541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/11/featuring-norah-jones-cd-review.html' title='Featuring Norah Jones CD Review'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TNnwmhkEVrI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/IFudlYwXfg8/s72-c/Nora+Jones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-5914768152326551574</id><published>2010-10-25T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T14:39:37.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery again yeahhhh me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am back from the gyno. today with answers. I now am on the list for a hysterectomy. My uterus's is filled with fibroids and there are a few that are very large. There are so many fibroids that my uterus has become bigger then normal. The Doctor was pressing on my tummy and said that my uterus is just below my belly button. For some reason this made me laugh, I guess being as I have a weird sense of humor to begin with. He also said my tummy there is so hard because of the size of the uterus and fibroids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;He is hoping to do a robotic surgery and I will be cut above the belly button, justabove my hernia incision and up about 5 inch's or so. Giggles set in again thinking of the road map of incisions I will have. The recovery time is quicker and has an over night stay as compared to staying for&amp;nbsp;two nights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I still need to get the MRI done being as there are two growths that were not able to be shown as to what they are. I am now in the process of trying to find out what was done during a former surgery that was implanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Prayers for me as I deal with a new stress and a relief as well. XOXOXO Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-5914768152326551574?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/5914768152326551574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/surgery-again-yeahhhh-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5914768152326551574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5914768152326551574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/surgery-again-yeahhhh-me.html' title='Surgery again yeahhhh me!'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-8033738032692603130</id><published>2010-10-24T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T15:27:22.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Doctor appointments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TMSyu9PNuoI/AAAAAAAAAzM/S03yOzOZ58Y/s1600/me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TMSyu9PNuoI/AAAAAAAAAzM/S03yOzOZ58Y/s1600/me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have another Doctor appointment tomorrow with the OBGYN. I hope to find out what is going on with my insides and what can be done about it. I am tired if the female issues and how wore out I&amp;nbsp;end up being. I want to feel like a human again one that loves to go outside and go shopping one that loves to go walking again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I did not decorate for Halloween this year. I know it is not supposed to be a Christian holiday but I still love it. It is fun to decorate with spiders and pumpkins and all that fun stuff. Oh and getting the candy sales after Halloween is really fun. I like to watch the scary movies on tv and I have a blast seeing how all the kids are dressed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am reading a new book called Perfection written by Julie Metz. I will review it in a different blog but I am having mixed feelings over it. For the most part it iswell written and I want to keep reading to see what happens next.&amp;nbsp; I am not thrilled with how much sex is in the book. I understand how that is basically part of the theme but at times it is like non stop sex. The cheating in the book also was not a happy theme. I got angry at the husband and almost did not read futher. I do love to read and it has peaked my interest and I am going to finish it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am really ready for Christmas. I plan on making most of my gifts. Not sure what all I will make but hey it will be a home spun Christmas. We might be going to hubbies parents for Christmas this year if he is not working a second job yet and if we can afford the gas. I am still going to decorate the house here. I have a new tree to put up with lots of pretty colored lights. I also have the big lights to put up outside in different colors. I am excited to decorate this year. If we go to the in laws I will miss our Christmas pagent at church but the church in Bakesfield is always nice. Oh and the weather in Cali. is warmer then ours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-8033738032692603130?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/8033738032692603130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-doctor-appointments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8033738032692603130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8033738032692603130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-doctor-appointments.html' title='More Doctor appointments'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TMSyu9PNuoI/AAAAAAAAAzM/S03yOzOZ58Y/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-379053707772653710</id><published>2010-10-22T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T12:02:05.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TMHfP4d2QeI/AAAAAAAAAzI/AV44EVIT9bs/s1600/Mali+and+her+dress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TMHfP4d2QeI/AAAAAAAAAzI/AV44EVIT9bs/s1600/Mali+and+her+dress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK it seems as if each time a door opens another one closes. I know the saying is the other way but here it is reversed. I have an income now and insurance and now hubby has his hours cut down to 24 hours a week from 40 and he will end up losing his insurance. He has diabetes and he honestly needs insurance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful that I have insurance and had my hernia surgery. I have Doctor appointments set up and MRI as well. I love that I can get sick and be covered now. I just worry about hubby.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Megan is having a rough time right now. She is making life hard on all of us but especially me. She has taken to hitting me and scratching me as well as cussing at me. She now screams F U all the time. It is getting hard to go to the store with her and not have people stare. She was even yelling this at church. *sigh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I did have a dream last night. Megan was verbal and could hold conversations like you and me. She started with her FUs and then went to 2 word sentences and then more and more. I was talking to her having a regular conversation and it was so fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh thought I would post a new picture of Mali in her cute new dress. I love to dress her up and she will so far let me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-379053707772653710?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/379053707772653710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/geesh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/379053707772653710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/379053707772653710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/geesh.html' title='Geesh'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TMHfP4d2QeI/AAAAAAAAAzI/AV44EVIT9bs/s72-c/Mali+and+her+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-5803348972320991707</id><published>2010-10-17T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T22:29:01.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please read my friends blog for a great giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://confessions-of-a-psychotic-housewife.blogspot.com/2010/10/giveaway-betty-crocker-potato-buds.html"&gt;http://confessions-of-a-psychotic-housewife.blogspot.com/2010/10/giveaway-betty-crocker-potato-buds.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lady has a great recipe and an even better give away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-5803348972320991707?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/5803348972320991707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/please-read-my-friends-blog-for-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5803348972320991707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5803348972320991707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/please-read-my-friends-blog-for-great.html' title='Please read my friends blog for a great giveaway'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-6833156787058384598</id><published>2010-10-16T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T23:04:22.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>READ MY BLOG FOR INFO AND A LINK TO A GREAT GIVEAWAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://confessions-of-a-psychotic-housewife.blogspot.com/2010/10/review-giveaway-lawrys-marinades.html"&gt;http://confessions-of-a-psychotic-housewife.blogspot.com/2010/10/review-giveaway-lawrys-marinades.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very funny and smart lady. She lives near me and always has the drop on great deals and the latest products. I want to get to blog like her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-6833156787058384598?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/6833156787058384598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/read-my-blog-for-info-and-link-to-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6833156787058384598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6833156787058384598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/read-my-blog-for-info-and-link-to-great.html' title='READ MY BLOG FOR INFO AND A LINK TO A GREAT GIVEAWAY!'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4573065461530241632</id><published>2010-10-15T22:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T22:26:51.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>read my friends site great giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://confessions-of-a-psychotic-housewife.blogspot.com/2010/10/cd-review-giveaway-kt-tunstall-tiger.html"&gt;http://confessions-of-a-psychotic-housewife.blogspot.com/2010/10/cd-review-giveaway-kt-tunstall-tiger.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is another great blog to read and a great chance to win a freebie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4573065461530241632?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4573065461530241632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/read-my-friends-site-great-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4573065461530241632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4573065461530241632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/read-my-friends-site-great-giveaway.html' title='read my friends site great giveaway'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-5100380404022043280</id><published>2010-10-14T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T15:36:00.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Chain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TLeFoptTUXI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ElMvPF06kYc/s1600/wwww.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TLeFoptTUXI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ElMvPF06kYc/s320/wwww.bmp" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was at ladies Bible study today and was ready to leave with Jo when I walked back in to see if Jo was ready. She was talking to Pastor and a couple of others from Church and I found out the needed a new leader for the prayer chain. Jo wanted to do it but she just has a cell phone and it is long distance for most people here. I said that I would love to run the prayer chain that it would bless me. I talked to Pastor about what is involved and he made sure I knew that there might be numerous phone calls in a day and that I was the lead to get the prayer chain started. I said yes I want to! I am now the lead of the prayer chain. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will keep all the prayers in a note book and keep tract of all that is asked of for prayers. This is something I will love to do. I had talked a while back to friends about how I wanted to pray for people and really pray for them not just a quick *blessing* on people but a real meaningful prayer. I think and I hope and yes I pray that I will meet and exceed all that will be asked of me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-5100380404022043280?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/5100380404022043280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/prayer-chain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5100380404022043280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5100380404022043280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/prayer-chain.html' title='Prayer Chain'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TLeFoptTUXI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ElMvPF06kYc/s72-c/wwww.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3618426137553430616</id><published>2010-10-13T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T15:08:01.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TLYtrtzCreI/AAAAAAAAAzA/4AuZ2YXxY4Q/s1600/newspaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TLYtrtzCreI/AAAAAAAAAzA/4AuZ2YXxY4Q/s400/newspaper.jpg" width="351" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I made up a fake story and posted it to facebook. I am so mean it is funny though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3618426137553430616?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3618426137553430616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-so-funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3618426137553430616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3618426137553430616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-so-funny.html' title='I am so funny!'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TLYtrtzCreI/AAAAAAAAAzA/4AuZ2YXxY4Q/s72-c/newspaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3514418793042818350</id><published>2010-10-12T16:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T16:38:28.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A great blog idea from my friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://confessions-of-a-psychotic-housewife.blogspot.com/2010/10/recipe-giveaway-johnsonville-pigtails.html"&gt;http://confessions-of-a-psychotic-housewife.blogspot.com/2010/10/recipe-giveaway-johnsonville-pigtails.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3514418793042818350?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3514418793042818350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/great-blog-idea-from-my-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3514418793042818350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3514418793042818350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/great-blog-idea-from-my-friend.html' title='A great blog idea from my friend'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-6092952335467411346</id><published>2010-10-05T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T16:52:05.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing is Boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;OK I am bored out of my mind now. I can not drive until the weekend and then only if I am off the pain pills. I took two last night at 11ish and then did not have any until 3:30 today. I should of taken them sooner I was a bit to sore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I go Friday and get the drain tube taken out. I will be much happier when it is out. Having that tube hanging down is not comfortable and it pulls on the skin when it drops. It is also gross seeing stuff draining out of your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Now that the hernia is repaired I am looking at having a hysterectomy. I have an appointment for an ultra sound and an appointment with the OB-GYN in a couple of weeks. I still need to make the appointment for the mammogram. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I am going to make another general appointment to get some skin tags removed and to look into a diet plan. I know the insurance pays part of some programs and they let you work with a dietitian as well. I am going to use the benefits to the best of my advantage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Just think how much healthier I will be next summer if all goes as planned? No hernia, no female issues causing me to be anemic, weight loss going full force...... I will be kicking it high time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-6092952335467411346?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/6092952335467411346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/healing-is-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6092952335467411346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/6092952335467411346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/10/healing-is-boring.html' title='Healing is Boring'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4996820236309642096</id><published>2010-09-27T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T18:04:12.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery is set with the time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TKE-yuOFE4I/AAAAAAAAAy8/LIfRmGHxqwM/s1600/waterfall_over_rocks-2557.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TKE-yuOFE4I/AAAAAAAAAy8/LIfRmGHxqwM/s640/waterfall_over_rocks-2557.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I called today to check on the time and was able to get it! I have to be there at 6:30AM with the surgery starting at 8AM. They plan to make a 5 inch incesion through my belly button and stuff the gunk back through the hole. Dr. Gauger with then place a piece of teflon coated mesh inside the hole and stitch me up. It is supposed to be an out patient surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;with an average of two weeks to recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;My pap came back clear and all my blood work came back good. Well except for the anemia and the bladder infection. I am on antibiotics for the infection and the anemia well I have been anemic for so long it is crazy. At least I know why I am always so tired now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have an ultra sound and a gyno appointment in October to address the female issues and the fibroids. I most likely will get a total hyst. being as I have a tilted and large uterous with the lovely fibroids. Along with the pain and heavy days and nonstop anemia, I say do it, do it, do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Hugs and kisses and yes I am less sad today. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4996820236309642096?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4996820236309642096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/09/surgery-is-set-with-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4996820236309642096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4996820236309642096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/09/surgery-is-set-with-time.html' title='Surgery is set with the time'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TKE-yuOFE4I/AAAAAAAAAy8/LIfRmGHxqwM/s72-c/waterfall_over_rocks-2557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3545661042378835699</id><published>2010-09-25T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T15:54:25.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have no idea why some days it affects me more then other days. I am guessing right now it is due to the up coming surgery and the lack of energy due to being anemic. I keep crying for things that I have no control over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;To my friends back in Longview. Why do all of you act as if we are no longer alive? No calls, no emails, nothing, zip, nada! When we moved how many of you said you would call, and email and come visit? We have made calls that go unanswered or never returned. I have sent cards and emails to never get a reply. You have been within 10 miles&amp;nbsp;of my house yet never stopped by to say hi? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;When we lived there how often did you call to need a favor? Jason would lend a hand as soon as he got home from being gone all week working. He spent hours helping you do this or that. He spent hours doing stuff for you when he should of been home with me and the kids! I never complained because you were my friends and needed help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Oh but what help did you ever give us? What help did you even offer us? I know of very few times help was ever offered. There was usually an excuse as to why you could not help. You back hurts, your kids are going to be there, you have the sniffles. the grandkids will be there, you forgot, you ment to but fell asleep..... Excuses after excuses after excuses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Let me see...... I thought of you as a sister to me. Then one day for some reason you and your husband decided I was not worthy? I still remember the day our friendship ended. It was so stupid of you to of let it go. You were/ are the assistant pastors wife! You were supposed to be so *Godly* You were supposed to lead me in the right direction! I asked you a simple honest question and the look on your face said it all. How dare I question you and your decision! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I asked *why is it OK to wear your hair in a long braid with a pretty ribbon now showing off your glory when the verse we just read said hair was not to be braided and done up in ribbons* I can not remember the exact verse but I was not critisizing you I was asking being as I did not understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I asked if the Bible is telling us how to dress then how come we dress how we do now days and not how it was back then? Yes times change and the acceptable form of dress changes all the time. Does that mean if in 2 years the socially acceptable way to dress miniskirts that wearing a mini skirt to church is acceptable? Your answer had been that basically fashion changes and the bible has us dress appropriatley. Well in the 1900s what we are wearing now would give them all a hissy fit! Society also has loser acceptance of what is fine to wear as to what even I am comfortable wearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;OK internet friends I am tired of how I am your bestie when you are in a crisis. When things are rough you call me 100 times a day. When you are having the grande ole life I never hear from you. My calls go unanswered. I am sick of it. If I am having a bad day want to vent I get a *hold on... let me call you back* and never hear back. I am sick of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Oh and miss thang.... you do not want to piss me off. My husband does not want to have sex with you he can not stand you, you turn his stomach. He tells me what you say and he shows me the text, I also hear from others what you try to allude to. I am not like you at all miss thang. I do not call my *baby daddy* all kinds of horrible names, trash talk about him, refuse to marry him, sleep with *customers* at work and with some co workers, sleep with my *baby daddy* best friend and get an STD and not tell baby daddy about it. So miss thang back off before I let you know a thang or two. You want to talk trash about my man? You want to try and *use* my friendship again? Miss thang step back another step remember how you used to think I was mean and were a bit afraid of me? Sweetie you have not seen the mean that I will slam you with. Remember all the *secrets* you told me? Gee bet baby daddy might like to know about some of the *lovings* you and his best female pal shared!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;OK done with my anger for now. I am going to go and vacuum the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3545661042378835699?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3545661042378835699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-hate-depression.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3545661042378835699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3545661042378835699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-hate-depression.html' title='I hate depression'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4450354692724432478</id><published>2010-08-29T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T14:45:26.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am going to meet a long time chat buddy in just a bit. Her and her hubby are coming for lunch and to visit me! I have known Cynthia for over five years not sure how long to be honest. The day will be filled with lots of giggles and grins. Get to women chatting and the poor men will have to zone out lol. I hope they get here soon I am so excited! Prayers that they make it and didn't get lost. I will post pictures here later!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4450354692724432478?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4450354692724432478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/08/excited.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4450354692724432478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4450354692724432478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/08/excited.html' title='Excited!'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4366630147947864577</id><published>2010-08-11T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T23:48:54.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight &amp; Ready for Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TGOY1jZa7KI/AAAAAAAAAyk/u9mt5Qm6xbc/s1600/Fire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TGOY1jZa7KI/AAAAAAAAAyk/u9mt5Qm6xbc/s400/Fire.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just wanted to pop in and say goodnight. I have a lot to do and I can not seem to remember what I have to do when I have the time to do what needs to be done. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Hubby has lost hours at work like mad. He is making about half the amount he was 6 months ago now and it is not enough to cover the mortgage now. I have been paying bills as they come in but a little bit of money can just go so far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I have to look into unemployment for hubby being as he is down to around 40 hours for the last two weeks compared to the 100 hours we were used to. He is also having to drive from Orting clear up to Kirkland for a two hour job. He does not get mileage or nothing for his time. He makes maybe $10 an hour on those days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I was going to get my nails done but now that he told me how few hours he is getting I have changed my mind. I can do my own manicure. I really want to get a pedicure but guess that is a no go now as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Tomorrow I will be making a list and marking off stuff as I get it done. I am going to try one more time to sell on Craigslist and then it is off to see if anyone at church can use the items and then I will freecycle the stuff. I have a bookshelf of stuff I need to sell or give away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;We have a friend that is going through a nasty divorce. This guy was making over 1.9 million&amp;nbsp;3 years ago. This year he is going to make around $90,000 I think I was told. OK that is a lot more then we are making this year! Yet he is broke with this amount? OK he has bigger bills but come on! Jason went and painted a bedroom for him that he is moving into and did some other work. Jason was gone all dang day. OK what did Jason charge him? Gas money is all. Yes my husband is nice but come on to me that is BS! Jason could of been here working on his resume and doing a job search and stuff. Grrrrr I am irritated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;OK as for the picture it is a tractor pulling a tray thingy that burns the fields! It was way to cool to not stop and take a picture. I was surprised it was allowed being as there is a no burn ban going on here. I made Robert pull over so we could watch it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I guess I am to easily amused. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4366630147947864577?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4366630147947864577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/08/tonight-ready-for-bed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4366630147947864577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4366630147947864577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/08/tonight-ready-for-bed.html' title='Tonight &amp; Ready for Bed'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TGOY1jZa7KI/AAAAAAAAAyk/u9mt5Qm6xbc/s72-c/Fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3158298496714613656</id><published>2010-08-10T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T22:57:23.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping Life is Back to NormalHi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TGI69Q_Zk0I/AAAAAAAAAyU/PHztQjzzmac/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TGI69Q_Zk0I/AAAAAAAAAyU/PHztQjzzmac/s320/1.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TGI6-_tmLOI/AAAAAAAAAyc/vqRL73J1MBE/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TGI6-_tmLOI/AAAAAAAAAyc/vqRL73J1MBE/s320/2.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Hello to all of my long lost friends!&amp;nbsp;I am still alive and thinking now that my life is going to get back to normal for me. So much has been going on here that any computer time I got I wanted to chill and play Farmville to escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Lets see where to start? I had to give Zekiah back to the state due to behaviors with him escalating, his mother being a total psycho bitch, the state not holding up on their side of the bargain, etc., etc., etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;He was moved to foster care last Wednesday and it about killed me to let him go. If I could of had all the say in his up bringing and been able to discipline as I wanted to then he would of been fine. When you add in his crazy, unfit, abusive, bi polar&amp;nbsp;mother then it will not work out. Zekiah got to the point where he was calling me mom even. Now that he is out of the house there is a huge calm that has settled over the house. I was shocked at how much stress he had me under. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I am selling Avon now as well. I wanted a way to earn a little bit of money for me and I had a ton of friends that were wanting me to sell so they could order Avon from me online. Now that I have made an investment in Avon all of those friends have not bothered to order a thing from me. It has just been me and my friend Jo doing all the ordering. I am hoping to attend the Avon sales meetings once school starts. Right now they are on a Monday at noon or six and neither time works for me here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I colored my hair with what was supposed to be a dark brown and on me it turned black! OK guess it is fun for now but I really wanted to be back to my normal color. I want to see about adding in some color strips of like blonde's and reds, blues and purples! I want to be a rainbow brite! lol Joking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The kids start school here on September 1st. Wow three more weeks until I am free to do what I want. I can not believe how fast summer has gone by. I have to change my mind thinking or that will really depress me knowing fall is coming on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I am going to start really trying to lose weight once school starts. I am back up to my highest weight ever and I hate it. I will be happy being 160 pounds again and for most people that would be fat! Hey I want healthier not perfection! I want to be able to enjoy food and enjoy cooking all my new and different recipes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;OK I have to explain the pictures above. I love to dress Megan up and this is a cute costume I bought for her at a garage sale last weekend. I am going to find some black shoes or maybe pink shoes to go with the out fit. I am thinking of having her wear it to school even. OK not the hat and kerchief but the dress. She is just to darn adorable in it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3158298496714613656?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3158298496714613656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/08/hoping-life-is-back-to-normalhi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3158298496714613656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3158298496714613656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/08/hoping-life-is-back-to-normalhi.html' title='Hoping Life is Back to NormalHi'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TGI69Q_Zk0I/AAAAAAAAAyU/PHztQjzzmac/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-8713149106853466627</id><published>2010-06-24T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T16:40:02.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Purple Cows and Orange Moons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TCPsw2o3wtI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Ebbmker08ws/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TCPsw2o3wtI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Ebbmker08ws/s320/images.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things are better here between hubby and me. We needed that date we took last Friday night. I am making that a set date that every other Friday night we have a date alone with no cell phones and NO KIDS. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been using &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Listia&lt;/span&gt; again and have bids on all of my stuff. I have been working on getting coupons organized as well. I have a lot of freebies that I have got with coupons and great freebies from my sites such as Kraft. I will be posting my reviews tomorrow on what I have. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Megan's care provider Rena her&amp;nbsp;son passed away yesterday at around 3PM from complications to a massive stroke. Rena is working today here and I feel like she needs to be home to grieve but she said she wanted to work to have something to do. She is a tough cookie and I am worried for when she does break down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still having a lot of issues with both boys stealing junk food here. &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Zekiah&lt;/span&gt; has been sneaking into my room to steal from my candy stash that I kept for hubby. He also stole juice boxes from my closet that were off limits. I have found 10 packages of oatmeal that he ate raw as well throughout the house. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have to go start dinner but wanted to post a note to say hi and to keep Rena and her family in your prayers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-8713149106853466627?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/8713149106853466627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/06/purple-cows-and-orange-moons.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8713149106853466627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8713149106853466627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/06/purple-cows-and-orange-moons.html' title='Purple Cows and Orange Moons'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TCPsw2o3wtI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Ebbmker08ws/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-8070720167127073929</id><published>2010-06-13T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T12:18:00.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation, Seizures, Lies, Stealing, Stress.....LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TBUuxP9g2tI/AAAAAAAAAyE/LJFnBDzgFvo/s1600/ggggggggggggggggg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TBUuxP9g2tI/AAAAAAAAAyE/LJFnBDzgFvo/s320/ggggggggggggggggg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The title about sums up my life these last couple of weeks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt; more can I say? Oh yea you want more details I bet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Megan graduated from Orting High School class of 2010 Thursday night June 10th at 6:30. My baby girl is now legally out of school and an adult. OK well we all know the difference with Megan but she did graduate! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;She has had a few seizures here and there and spent most of her last week or two of school sleeping in and a couple of times slept until&amp;nbsp;2PM with going to sleep around 7PM the night before. We do have an appointment with her neurologist on Tuesday I believe. She is 91.6 pounds so she is maintaining her weight and not losing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;OK my house has been filled with so many lies that I am shocked it has not been struck by a thunderbolt from God. I am having the most issues with Z who seems to believe that not matter what he wants to lie. I can not trust him with anything at this point in time and I will be locking down even tighter the reins on him. The final straw was just a bit ago when I went to open his window and found it unlocked and the screen knocked out, R had eluded the other day that he was sneaking out and I did not pay attention at that time. Well he has my full attention now! I will ask him what happened to the screen when he gets home and deal with him depending on his answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Z has been able to go to the store with R and into town until the other day. I found out he has been stealing from Safeway, and I have a feeling he has stolen from Target as well when he was with me. So now he has to hold onto the cart if he is in a store with me. If he is innocent then this will just keep him honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Stress is what all of this ads up to, I am not used to having someone with me non stop like I have been having. For the last year I have had very few days alone and I miss being alone. I like to read, nap, shower, chat, whatever and not be bugged. I am 45 and deserve my quiet time not just more and more stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Love ya all and hope that we all have a very blessed week. XOXOXO Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-8070720167127073929?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/8070720167127073929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/06/graduation-seizures-lies-stealing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8070720167127073929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/8070720167127073929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/06/graduation-seizures-lies-stealing.html' title='Graduation, Seizures, Lies, Stealing, Stress.....LIFE'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/TBUuxP9g2tI/AAAAAAAAAyE/LJFnBDzgFvo/s72-c/ggggggggggggggggg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-5083514761768878917</id><published>2010-05-31T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:50:20.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Icky Muggy Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I do not like this muggy weather we are having. Add in my hot flashes and I could melt an iceberg. I think I am the cause of global warming. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It will be nice having the kids back in school tomorrow. They just had a four day weekend and this coming weekend is a three day weekend. I guess the kids are just in school for three days this week, It is insane how little they seem to go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will be posting the freebies I have gotten lately tomorrow. I love my freebies, my coupons, my great finds and all of that stuff. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-5083514761768878917?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/5083514761768878917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/icky-muggy-weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5083514761768878917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5083514761768878917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/icky-muggy-weather.html' title='Icky Muggy Weather'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-2507616063610344395</id><published>2010-05-26T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T23:10:24.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend + Enemy + Frenemy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am not sure if some people are friends or enemies. I guess that being I am not sure of their loyalty, honesty, trustworthiness, etc. that they might be in the &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;frenemy&lt;/span&gt; group. I seem to have acquired a few of these. To be honest I have done nothing to these people but be honest, trustworthy, loyal, etc. If I am your friend I am your friend. I will do anything that you need of me that I am able to do. Even when you show your&amp;nbsp;*evil* side I still will be your friend. I will be your friend until you mess with my family. Push me to far and I will be your worst nightmare. I have a memory that remember weird things that I am told. Things some may not ant repeated. Not a threat just a thought I needed to think out loud. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Megan is doing better right now. I am thankful she is doing better. I was worn out from the one bad night of seizures. It is still taking its toll on me. I want to sleep and sleep and sleep. I have been worried about Megan and found out yesterday around noon that a friend passed away. Tom is Jo's husband, she is the lady that comes to dinner at my house on Thursdays. I adore this lady she is like my sister now. I was heart broken when I got the call. I could feel her pain and wanted to hug her and make it all better for her. I know Tom is in heaven and is whole, is not in pain, is dancing with joy. Yet there is part of me that misses him and his life with Jo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had my first home visit with the CPS caseworker today. It went just fine just like I knew it would. I have been through this with Robert with his behaviors so I don't freak out like I used to. &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Paxil&lt;/span&gt; is a blessing that I love. :) Both of the boys know that when they push me to far they do get a lot of chores. Boys bathroom was cleaned by &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Zekiah&lt;/span&gt; as well as the kitchen floor being swept. Robert has the dishwasher unloading this week as well as getting to vacuum the house. They both know if they whine they get added chores. Oh and &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Ro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;bert&lt;/span&gt; gets to load up the inside garbage and &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Zekiah&lt;/span&gt; was in charge of picking up the trash from outside that the dog got into. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was able to get in on the free Tropicana coupon today through face book and Tropicana points. I got a few other free face book offers as well. I love how companies are now offering freebies to join their site. Oh yea some &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;popchips&lt;/span&gt; yesterday or the day before as well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh I will blog later off to check out the &lt;a href="http://www.yankeecandle.com/"&gt;www.&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;yankeecandle&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt; site for the clearance sale!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt; Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-2507616063610344395?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/2507616063610344395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/friend-enemy-frenemy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/2507616063610344395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/2507616063610344395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/friend-enemy-frenemy.html' title='Friend + Enemy + Frenemy?'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-3391240497216073050</id><published>2010-05-24T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T23:30:40.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well I am about ready to go to bed and read for a bit. It was a long night but thankfully Megan is sleeping and is still seizure free since 1 PM today. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Zekiah&lt;/span&gt; left for his visitation with is mom today. I attacked his room. There is this horrible smell radiating from his room. It smells like rotten shoes to be honest. I am not sure if it is the new shoes he just got and trashed or the dirty clothing he hid under the bed. I boxed up all his toys and was able to go from about 6 boxes down to one large box. The clothing is all hanging up or in the laundry basket. Candy wrappers, Popsicle wrappers, soda cans, moldy oranges, etc. are all trashed now. The bed is made with fresh and new bedding. I will vacuum it tomorrow and if the shoes are what made the room stink they are going into the trash this weekend and he can wear flip flogs or his mom can buy new ones for him or CPS can. I will not gag at the rancid order from the room now. He has his books to read and that is bout all I left him. The CD player is up and away and the copied &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt; that were tossed all over the room shoved in spots were tossed. I do not like or approve of the lyrics and was tired of the one CD&amp;nbsp;being blasted. He can recopy them when he is back with his mom. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh I spent over 3 hours on that room. I really am not happy it was trashed to that degree. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am having fun blogging again and doing my product trials and getting my freebies going again. I got a pair of &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;AE&lt;/span&gt; shoes off &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Listia&lt;/span&gt; today and a &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; game of the &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Simpsons&lt;/span&gt;. I love using &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Listia&lt;/span&gt; for bidding on new items and sharing stuff that I no longer want and &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;earning&lt;/span&gt; my bidding points for them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt; Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-3391240497216073050?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/3391240497216073050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/ready-for-bed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3391240497216073050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/3391240497216073050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/ready-for-bed.html' title='Ready for Bed'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4905370268989442776</id><published>2010-05-24T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T09:53:03.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seizure Alert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_qu3YHHp1I/AAAAAAAAAx8/KwTjBaJDEXQ/s1600/September+2009+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_qu3YHHp1I/AAAAAAAAAx8/KwTjBaJDEXQ/s320/September+2009+003.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Megan is home today after having a rough weekend seizure wise. Sunday at 5 AM, 1PM, 4PM, 9 PM, Monday 2 AM, 4 AM, 8 AM, 9 AM and now one at 9:35 AM. She is wore out and so am I now with the ones last night and me keeping an eye on her. Some may not know but Megan now shares my room with me so I can watch for seizures being as she is having silent ones that were missed before. Hubby is in the spare room now being as the dog and cat kill his allergies and he needs to sleep and Megan is way to wild to get the sleep that he needs to get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial;"&gt;On the bright side I have gotten some offers from different companies to try their products and blog them or face book them. I love getting to offer my opinion on stuff. Who knew that the quiet shy girl I was in high school would turn out to be so vocal as an adult? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am very vocal when it comes to Megan. At times I need to reel it in a bit. I think back to school and how quiet, shy and insecure I was. Boys scared the &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;bejebeezs&lt;/span&gt; out of me and if they said hi I would turn beet red and about cry. Wow did that ever change for me as I grew up. I talk to every one now days. I like the&amp;nbsp;adult me better then the girl I was in school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have been up a short time but I am going to go sneak in a nap for a bit and try to catch up on some Zs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt; Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4905370268989442776?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4905370268989442776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/seizure-alert.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4905370268989442776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4905370268989442776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/seizure-alert.html' title='Seizure Alert'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_qu3YHHp1I/AAAAAAAAAx8/KwTjBaJDEXQ/s72-c/September+2009+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-1764048959323549802</id><published>2010-05-22T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:59:36.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There was visitation today for the boys and their mom. It is just so weird to me to have had Zekiah now for what a month? I would have a hard time knowing my child was so close to me and yet I was not allowed to see him unless it was with supervision and at certain times. I hope the family is reunited soon and life here gets back to semi normal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I am going to have Mathias and his mom bake brownies tomorrow. He loves to bake and it gives them something fun to do together. I know it is not my job to figure out stuff to make a visit go smoothly but I want the best time for the boys. Zekiah was teasing today and asking him Mom if we could all run away to Oregon and change our names. He then was asking her if she would spend the night with him. How sweet is that? I was told by CPS and CASA that he was getting sick and throwing up and having major headaches after the visits with his mom. I suggested that maybe it was that he was leaving his mom and going back to the grandparents house. They did not seem to want to believe me that 2 months ago he was fine at the visits here when he stayed the night. Guess what he has been fine after all the visits with her here this last month and he ask when he gets to see her and he wants to go to her house and see her. That is such a good sign! AMEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Hey guess what? Christmas is in just over 7 months! I love the CHristmas season and how happy people are. I love the reason for the season and the music and oh yea just all of it! Merry CHristmas 7 months early!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Love ya all, XOXOXO Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-1764048959323549802?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/1764048959323549802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/visitation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1764048959323549802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/1764048959323549802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/visitation.html' title='Visitation'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4281721185398632242</id><published>2010-05-22T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T00:41:21.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am whooped :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_eKVGwNpAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/11k7Rt-vGqc/s1600/March+2010+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_eKVGwNpAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/11k7Rt-vGqc/s320/March+2010+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;This is from the nursery at church when I caught two of my little cuties sneaking peaks through the window! I thought it was just to funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;I am whooped today and ready to go read in bed. I woke up an hour early being as my clock was moved forward an hour some how. I meant to get up at 7:30 but was up at 6:30 and was 7:15 before I realised the time mess up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I had a DDD parent provider class today in Tacoma at 9AM that lasted until 4:30. The class was very informative and I learnt a lot. It was not about caring for your child as much as being a provider and learning more how to access the services available to you and your kid to the fullest extint. There was a lot covered and a lot I plan to start working on come Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial;"&gt;OK this is Friday night when class is out. I hit the Freeway I-5 at 4:45 on a dang Friday! Need I say much more? I am just thankful it was not a class in Seattle today after the first bit of traffic I was able to get off at the Puyallup exit and cruise on home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Oh yea wait I was also getting calls and text about the FAST intake counselors coming tonight at 5. OK I finally got a call at 4:45 on my way home saying they can come out and meet with Zekiah and me and his mom. Hmmm yea OK but hmmm I am still in traffic, need to relax a few moments and have to start dinner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I rush home, yell at the kids to pick up their dang messes, yell at the kids about a sink full of dishes, *the dishes were all Megan's the whole sink full of dirty dishes* lol yea right sure. Loaded up the dishwasher and started my quick dinner of fries and hamburgers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial;"&gt;At 6:00 Zekiahs mom shows up with her hubby Jason and the first FAST counselor shows up at same time, 5 minutes later Dave the other FAST counselor is here. House full of hungry &lt;strike&gt;kids, teenagers,&lt;/strike&gt; monsters! Get them all eating while talking to all 4 adults, finding chairs, etc. Yippie meeting is over at 7:30! Now do I get to eat dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Oh forgot to add that while I was gone that Dan called to see if Mathias can camp out at my house tomorrow night being as he has plans. OK I am giving up every other weekend for visitations because I am nice and feel the boys and the mom need a safe place to visit where they are comfy and not&amp;nbsp;have a stranger breathing down their necks. 6 hours Saturday and Sunday every other week. Now the dad of the youngest boy wants to go party and have me watch his kid all dang weekend basically? I am not paid for any of this I do it because I feel God wants me to. I do it because I love the boys to pieces and feel I can be good in their lives. I do not like being taken advantage of and I would love a weekend with no kids and get to go *party* all weekend yet I am watching the oldest boy as if he is mine and the dad wants to dump the youngest on me to? It is just for the night and not really a big deal and I feel the boys need the time together with no dad, step dad, mom, papa, nana, case worker, etc. I most likely will do it for the boys not for the dad, not for the mom but being as I feel the boys need time together. I guess I am not sure what I am saying. Most likely I will have both boys at church on Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial;"&gt;OK xoxoxo off to bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4281721185398632242?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4281721185398632242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-whooped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4281721185398632242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4281721185398632242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-whooped.html' title='I am whooped :)'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_eKVGwNpAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/11k7Rt-vGqc/s72-c/March+2010+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-5551252518105070042</id><published>2010-05-19T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:43:38.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Migraine and Dental Cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I had a dental cleaning this morning at &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Brite&lt;/span&gt; Now Dental, They are really nice here and v&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;ery&lt;/span&gt; friendly. I went to the &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Puyallup&lt;/span&gt; office being as the dental insurance changed recently. I was waiting to be checked out when an older lady asked me if I was new there and what I thought. I told her that they were great and that &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Brite&lt;/span&gt; Now was actually cheaper then what the other dentist offices were that the charges were less then what we had paid with the other office and insurance. I told her she would like them I hoped and wished her a good day and visit! I felt like I was doing a blog review for her! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I went to Goodwill and bought a flip flop charm for 99 cents and almost bought a patio set for $79 but the seats were not that comfy so I passed. I would rather pay more for a set that I will like to sit at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I had printed off my coupon for my free Cherry Limeade drink at &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Tacobell&lt;/span&gt; and was happy with how yummy it was! I recommend this drink to all of you! Go to &lt;a href="http://www.tacobell.com/"&gt;www.&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;tacobell&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt; and in the lower left hand corner there is a link to get the coupon. I was able to print off two free drink coupons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Dollar Tree was my last stop. I bought a lot of stuff for Megan's graduation party next month. I am going to do a tropical theme for her with lots of flamingo stuff. *&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;* I also bought me a new book that I will start to read in the next day or two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Oh yes the migraine part of my title. I got home and was not feeling that great. Around 2:30 &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; when Rena got here for Megan I saw Megan and then went to take a nap. My head was pounding by this time and making a coherent sentence was impossible. I was supposed to take &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Zekiah&lt;/span&gt; to get his stitches out but there was no way I could drive and now way I could of even talked to the Dr. to say what I needed. We will do that tomorrow when he gets home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Love to all of you! Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-5551252518105070042?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/5551252518105070042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/migraine-and-dental-cleaning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5551252518105070042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5551252518105070042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/migraine-and-dental-cleaning.html' title='Migraine and Dental Cleaning'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-5383017735566198913</id><published>2010-05-18T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T10:03:46.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Alone!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Woohoo I am finally alone at the house! No husband off work on an LNI claim, no kids home sick or in trouble or well you get the picture. It is quiet, I am alone, I am happy. It is weird as much as I love to be around people I love to be alone. I like the quietness, the stillness, the privacy, the aloneness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am going to make a list of stuff to do today and mark them off as I get them done. That is the only way I seem to be able to finish anyting is if it is on my list. I will be bloging each day at least once. Blogging for me is fun and a release of pent up emotions the good and the bad.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_LFg-XQS2I/AAAAAAAAAxs/R4Q8s_UBktg/s1600/Megan+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_LFg-XQS2I/AAAAAAAAAxs/R4Q8s_UBktg/s320/Megan+005.jpg" width="240" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_LFeJ9KNoI/AAAAAAAAAxk/6DYRvi4l16Q/s1600/Megan+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_LFeJ9KNoI/AAAAAAAAAxk/6DYRvi4l16Q/s320/Megan+004.jpg" width="240" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;These are the last 2 dresses I bought for Megan. I love how girly they are. Yes I know the socks do not match the dresses but her feet were cold and I just wanted to make sure the dresses fit. I was a bit irriated at her PCA who thinks she knows everything and needs to comment on it. She said the dresses were cute but were a but high wasited. OK I do not care if that is true or not the dresses are adoreable on Megan and were affordable. Why bring a negative coment ito the conversation when I am so happy to have something for Megan that is this cute and adoreable? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am also working on my freebies again and filling out the forms for my freebies. I have re started again on my coupons and have to cut and files this weeks coupons and file the last 2 weeks of coupons. I have been slacking. I am also getting back into my sample sites where I get products to try for free and blog about them or talk about them or however the company sees fit. Oh and back to filling out applications for House Party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am still using Lista for my free shopping! I love Lista and have gotten some really nice things so far. I have also spent a bit on shopping but it sill comes out cheaper in the end and it is fun. I have never seen the flamingo charm that I won so stuff like that is fun. I also won 2 games for the new Wii so that was a great deal, and I won&amp;nbsp;a pair of&amp;nbsp;American Eagle sandles last night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;OK going to go make a list and get my morning moving! XOXOXO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-5383017735566198913?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/5383017735566198913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-alone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5383017735566198913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5383017735566198913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-alone.html' title='I Am Alone!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_LFg-XQS2I/AAAAAAAAAxs/R4Q8s_UBktg/s72-c/Megan+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-7140595130232099964</id><published>2010-05-17T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T23:37:41.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail Call!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_IyOptLbuI/AAAAAAAAAxU/6OZG4fYHzDQ/s1600/imagesCAA7HIP2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_IyOptLbuI/AAAAAAAAAxU/6OZG4fYHzDQ/s200/imagesCAA7HIP2.jpg" width="175" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK what was in your mailbox today? I know other then junk mail and bills? I am talking freebies here people!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today my mailbox brought me my professional sample of &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;NeilMed&lt;/span&gt; Sinus Rinse. I sure needed this last week but hey it will be handy again soon with all the cottonwood flying around outside. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I also got my coupon from Kraft &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Fi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;rst&lt;/span&gt; Taste for my free package of Oscar Mayer Turkey Bacon up to $4.00 and an additional coupon to save $1.50 off a package of Oscar Mayer Tu&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;rkey&lt;/span&gt; Bacon. I am hoping that this &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;rkey&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;bacon will taste better then the last turkey bacon I bought. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_I00F9IGtI/AAAAAAAAAxc/9skgGIy4-Gc/s1600/imagesCA4LX50H.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_I00F9IGtI/AAAAAAAAAxc/9skgGIy4-Gc/s200/imagesCA4LX50H.jpg" width="133" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just finished up another book that I bought at Dollar Tree. It was about so many different things! It was a romance book with a mystery in it, before cars were really the norm, horse drawn carriages were the norm and the telephone was a bit of a pain. OK now the phone is still a pain &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; some things never change! Part of the book takes place in Egypt at a dig to discover a tomb. It was so interesting to hear the outfits described and hearing people addressed as Lord and Lady. People did not marry *below* their class, etc. The book is called Reckless and it is by Shannon Drake. I will say it once again.... I love Dollar Tree for the books I get there!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-7140595130232099964?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/7140595130232099964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/mail-call.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/7140595130232099964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/7140595130232099964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/mail-call.html' title='Mail Call!'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S_IyOptLbuI/AAAAAAAAAxU/6OZG4fYHzDQ/s72-c/imagesCAA7HIP2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-5961725515145227754</id><published>2010-05-14T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T23:41:35.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anoter chance to win from my friend Stormy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://confessions-of-a-psychotic-housewife.blogspot.com/2010/05/review-giveaway-aunt-nellies.html"&gt;http://confessions-of-a-psychotic-housewife.blogspot.com/2010/05/review-giveaway-aunt-nellies.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok NOW i WANT BEETS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-5961725515145227754?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/5961725515145227754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/anoter-chance-to-win-from-my-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5961725515145227754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/5961725515145227754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/anoter-chance-to-win-from-my-friend.html' title='Anoter chance to win from my friend Stormy!'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-2906409193066918483</id><published>2010-05-04T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T11:36:15.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinus Infection</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am suffering with a sinus infection now. I will go to the Doctor's tomorrow if it is not any better by then. My whole face is in pain even my gums are hurting today. I do not like being sick!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am working on getting Kia into school. It is going to be a huge fight and I am not able to make all sides happy so I am doing what I need to do for me. I need my alone time and Kia needs to be in school. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to get back onto a regular schedule. I need to finish up a few things that have gone to the wayside here. I need my life back in order and my family happy and healthy. I need to get Megans seizures back under control. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I received my final payment from my grammas estate. What a blessing it was to receive but I would rather have my gramma back with me. I no longer have my dad, any grammas or any grandpas with me. They are in heaven and happy I know that but I sure do miss them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is so weird how as the world goes on it seems families move apart more and more. I have not seen my cousins in years and then it has just been for funerals and the like. I miss having family reunions and playing with everyone. If we have a reunion now I will be one of the old&amp;nbsp;farts that sits and talks with the other old farts I will no longer be a kid that is carefree running all over the park, poking at ant hills, jumping in the river, tossing water balloons, etc. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I was a kid I got to see my cousins at least once a year for a few days at a time. Now days I could live next door to one and not even know we were related. How is it that when I was a kid we all knew each other and now that we are adults when we could go see each other we have drifted so far apart? It is so sad and lately has been haunting me. My son Tony does not know the family on my side for the most part and my husband and his kids have no idea who anyone on my side is. My Gray family never got to meet most of my relatives before they passed on. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess I am just a bit melencoly today. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-2906409193066918483?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/2906409193066918483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/sinus-infection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/2906409193066918483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/2906409193066918483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/05/sinus-infection.html' title='Sinus Infection'/><author><name>Miss Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04643001214415711616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwSAs6ah9j8/S13GE6CwglI/AAAAAAAAAuk/744n-_X9NqQ/S220/Yep+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3666115165898907956.post-4764053684177169880</id><published>2010-04-25T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:45:39.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It has been crazy here these last few weeks like the last two months worth of weeks. I have not been blogging, reading blogs much, chatting in the chat room nor on facebok much. I have not even been doing much shopping or couponing. I am not sure what I have done other then read a ton of books and try to stay out of my husbands way. We are fighting over who knows what and the stress is affecting me finally.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have also become a temporaty gaurdian of Zekiah. Jason is also a part of this however now he acts as if Z is *my kid*. He says now and then to me *your kid needs to do this* or *your kid is going to be a trouble maker if you do not make him behave*. Z has been here since Friday night is all! Why not talk about *his boy* does a lot of damage and does horrible things? I feel torn in multiple pieces and no matter what I do I am wrong. *SIGH*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have closed myself off into my books. I am reading a book every other day now through the week. I find books are a safe haven for me to hide into and disappear. I know Jason is worried about money and his job but do not take it out on me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I moved Megan ito my room and gave Z Megas room for now. Megan sleeps with me anyhow an likes to nap inmy bed so itmade sice to me. Jason is still in the guest room and I like it that way being as we are not happy with each other right now. He also has allergies to my pets and I will not give away my cat that I have had since 99 nor my dog that I have had forthe last 3 years. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jason is supposed to be back at work this week so life will be back to normal as soon as Z is in school.I prayI can last that long!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3666115165898907956-4764053684177169880?l=daphneg64.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/feeds/4764053684177169880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daphneg64.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-has-been-crazy-here-these-last-few.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3666115165898907956/posts/default/4764053684177169880'/><link 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